Song Xiaoyu's voice dropped seven, all people's eyes fell on her body.

Feng Yumian also looks at Song Xiaoyu. She is a little reluctant to believe that if there is no way to remedy her paintings on such occasions, it is not such a simple thing as losing a lot of people. In the future, her paintings of Feng Yumian will be greatly affected and the gallery will be involved.

Song Xiaoyu can lend a helping hand at this time, Feng Yumian's whole person is ignorant, she should fall into the well only then.

The original picture of plum blossom appreciation would have made her famous in the circle. But now it's really self defeating. Moni also thinks that there is a clue here. We have learned from each other and gathered so many people at once. Obviously, something is wrong.

When Moni passed by, she watched song Xiaoyu holding a pen and bending her head to ponder. The girl was dressed in a plain cheongsam, with a clean and beautiful side face. She was young, but she had a certain style of everyone.

Song Xiaoyu's red pen in the hands of the red ink on the heavy, originally that little bit of ink as big as beans.

"What the hell is she doing? Isn't this trouble? "

Although Feng Mian becomes a little bit dull, it will be better to deal with it.

"Can you paint? This is clearly troublemaking. "

Mrs. Zeng has always been silent. She usually goes to art exhibitions and enjoys many paintings. There are many artists present, some of whom frown.

Moni looked at it coldly and felt that song Xiaoyu's move was really a mistake.

Song Xiaoyu put the pen and changed it. Along his plum blossom branch, a thin black line just hung on the red bean.

Under the plum tree, the girl's shadow is blurred.

"Is this Acacia red bean?" Mrs. Zeng asked with a smile.

Song Xiaoyu put down his pen, then did not speak, just a shallow smile.

"The artistic conception of the whole painting comes out. The Acacia bean is tied on the branches, and the girl already knows her mind."

Originally still see joke person, also slightly a Leng.

Feng Yumian didn't expect that the flaw was now just a few strokes, which completely changed a kind of artistic conception.

Fu Weichen chatted with Zeng Kuan, "Mr. Zeng, I'll go first."

Zeng Kuan couldn't help laughing. "The trouble is solved. You're in a hurry when you go. On the contrary, when your girlfriend wants to get ahead, you're not so nervous."

Fu Weichen chuckled, "her temperament, I still understand some, she is not love to start out, uncertain things she will not do, since it can, go first."

"I'll make an appointment to go to your office to talk about the rest."

Fu Weichen nodded: "welcome anytime."

He put the glass down, turned to look at the direction of song Xiaoyu, "little fish, go."

Song Xiaoyu gently "Ai" sound, and then said to Mrs. Zeng: "sister Fang, I'll go first, I'll see you some other day." She politely said hello to the crowd.

A group of people were besieged by the city. At this time, Fu Weichen and a few others were scattered outside the crowd. Others with long legs and good appearance suddenly became more prominent outside the crowd.

He was waiting there. When song Xiaoyu came, he held out his hand. Song Xiaoyu held his hand with a smile.

Fu Weichen took her hand and said hello to a familiar person, then turned to leave.

And all the people stare at the back of the two people leaving, and feel that Fu Weichen and song Xiaoyu really can be human beings.

If you don't leave at this time, you must have let the Lin family and Ling Yun get out of the stage. They are going now. It is also a storm.

Originally, song Xiaoyu said that he was lazy and clumsy, but actually he didn't want to show too much in the crowd. This skill is obviously much higher than Feng Yumian. It is said that song Xiaoyu learned oil painting. Although the ink and wash painting is very few, it shows his basic skills.

Out of the banquet hall, Fu Weichen said: "when are you interested in this?"

"This is a compulsory course, OK? When I was studying abroad, there was not such a clear distinction between the major and the major. If you learn this, you have to be this one, and don't allow that one. In a word, only by learning some can you know that you are particularly good at the field of focus." Song Xiaoyu said, "but I'm not in the limelight today. I don't think it's interesting to show off like this, right? It's not the essence of life that the tide rises and falls. Only the cognition of life is the real proposition. Mr. Fu has always set an example and acted in a low key. As a girlfriend, I don't want to be outstanding, but..."

Fu Weishen listened to him quietly. When waiting for the waiter to drive the car over at the door, she was still saying, "they said me. In a word, they were a little bit more arrogant."

Fu Weichen put his arm around her waist and gently encircled her in his arms. In the spring night, the temperature difference between day and night was very big. His suit coat was taken off, and song Xiaoyu put it on directly. The long sleeves made her look like a child who stole clothes from adults.

"Well, it was a great day." Fu Weichen said, and then bowed his head and kissed her lips, which was a reward.

"I called the hotel Valet, you don't want to drive, accompany me.""Oh." Song Xiaoyu of course is willing to, get on the car, naturally crooked in his arms, his shirt white, light and shadow crisscross in his handsome face, let his whole person is really handsome incomparable, fascinating.

"What are you looking at?" "People should be a teenager all their life, clean, simple, kind, regardless of age, just like you," she asked

Fu Weichen was slightly stunned. He looked down and looked up at her. His eyebrows and eyes moved, and a shallow smile made him realize that she was too different from before. "You are really a little woman with your own thoughts." The man holds his face in his hand and kisses her with his head down. Song Xiaoyu is slightly stunned. He feels happy today and the atmosphere in the car is good. Even if someone else is driving, it doesn't really affect her.

In Song Xiaoyu's eyes, Fu Weichen is actually such a person. Although he is an extremely cold person, he is not complicated and kind-hearted. Although she always can't see through him, she understands that Fu Weichen is very clean and pure. His purity is hidden under his cold appearance. He is somewhat arbitrary, but he doesn't care about other people's opinions.

As, he will kiss her anytime and anywhere, he only lives according to his own heart, so she feels that he really looks different from the fish's appearance.

Man's kiss is very deep, song Xiaoyu some can't keep up with his rhythm.

Fu Weichen pulls her in his arms and hugs her hard, as if he wants to rub her into his body. His lips and teeth are lingering. Song Xiaoyu's hand touches the man's handsome face and wants more.

Fu Weichen left her lips and watched her vaguely staring at her. He couldn't help laughing, "silly!" Then press her in your arms, arms around her.

Song Xiaoyu in his arms low smile, "I'm not stupid, I'm smart, ha ha..."

The atmosphere inside the car becomes very happy. Even the driver raises his lips slightly to feel the sweet and greasy taste of love.

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