Chapter 4

Yeling narrowed her eyes dangerously. The kitten, who had always been clever, suddenly stretched out sharp claws and waved her teeth and claws. It was quite fresh. Her face was also fresh in his mind. He didn't have to remember her by relying on a cold fragrance.

"Garbage is garbage." Ye Ling said indifferently, taking one of the design drafts and the pen beside her, and smearing on her original design draft for less than five minutes, a dazzling design jumped onto the paper.

Although it is the design of sketch, it is so amazing.

She designed a blood drop necklace. Yeling changed the shape of the blood drop easily. The shape of the blood drop became plump and aura, and she held the tear drop with the crescent moon. The simple line processing was also superior and skilled to Shen Qianshu.

"You..." a regular design drawing seemed to have vitality in an instant. Shen Qianshu marveled that the sick girl she thought was a top talent. Shen Qianshu had no integrity and folded his hands. "Please worship a teacher!"

"Ugly rejection!" Yeling mercilessly refused, and gave Shen Qianshu a knife of violence.

Shen Qianshu looked at his back and raised his middle finger.

Look, it's amazing!

Since Shen Qianshu found that Yeling was proficient in jewelry design, he intentionally or unintentionally exposed some design drafts in front of him, all of which were rough designs, hoping to get Yeling's advice.

When Yeling is in a good mood, he will give a word or two of advice. When he is in a bad mood, he will directly tear it up and be irritable. Shen Qianshu will immediately pull him down and massage him. Once, when she massages, Yeling's pain is obviously unbearable, and her body is as tight and rigid as a stone. After Shen Qianshu strangled her brain, she gently hummed songs. They are all soft songs, but they have miraculous effects. Yeling relaxed in her song.

As a result, Shen Qianshu was forced to sing while massaging. At the end of the day, his mouth was dry, his arms were stiff and weak, and he was almost ready to cry without tears.

Urge for a raise!

The night in Paris always comes slowly.

Shen Qianshu met the first cloudy day in Paris.

During the weather forecast, there will be thunderstorms in the evening.

As soon as six o'clock arrived, the sky became dark and dark. Shen Qianshu cooked the food and brought it upstairs. Yeling sat in front of the window like a statue and looked at the dark sky. During this time, the two people had more conversations. Although sometimes Shen Qianshu forced himself to chat, he was not as shy as he had been a month before.

"Sir, there is a thunderstorm in the evening. I'm afraid of delay. Can I leave early today?"

Yeling didn't respond. Shen Qianshu put down the dinner plate. She could feel Yeling's mood was very bad, and she was desperately enduring. There was a violent factor in the air, and Shen Qianshu was inexplicably afraid.

He looks like a great demon floating in the dark.

"Sir, I'll go first."

Shen Qianshu left the castle quickly for nearly two months. She never stayed overnight in the castle and remembered the warning of Luther housekeeper. At night, the castle seemed to have demons. Shen Qianshu hurried to the bus stop.

Atmosphere, condensation, her heart fluttering.

This is a suburb. It takes two kilometers to walk to the bus stop. Usually, she comes early and walks early, which is considered as sports.

Today, just halfway through, lightning and thunder suddenly occurred, and the sky became darker and darker, as if it was going to rain heavily. Shen Qianshu looked back at the castle. The castle standing in the forest was the only house nearby.

"I'll stay for a while... It's okay to leave later?"