Only you can be my wife

After Lu Zhongxun got up, he was so angry that he tore off some of his quilts and threw them on the ground. Even though they didn't feel relieved, they stepped on their feet angrily. They took a deep breath and felt a little comfortable in their hearts.

After moving his injured back, he grinned. He took his mobile phone from the bed and found his address book -

"headmaster Fang..."

……

"Qingqian, aren't you with your husband in the hospital? How did you get here? " Wu pianpianpian looked suspiciously at Liang Qingqian who appeared beside him, "has your husband left?"

Liang Qingqian didn't dare to say that he provoked Lu Zhongxun's ancestor again, so he just nodded with a dry smile, "mm-hmm, he has nothing to do, and the company is so busy, so he left!"

"Oh Wu pianpianpian nodded, and then she murmured in an envious voice, "although I don't know how Lu Zhongxun and Wang Ke'er, that arrogant and disgusting woman, would appear together, but the actions he just made to protect you could completely offset my dissatisfaction with his little loss. Oh, it's so handsome. "

With that, she directly hugged Liang Qingqian in her arms. Learning from Lu Zhongxun's appearance, she deliberately lowered her voice and said gruffly, "my dear wife, husband, I have come to protect you. Are you happy?"

“……” Liang Qingqian was cold and pushed aside Wu pianpianpian, "did you forget to take medicine today, Pian Pian?"

"Hum!" Wu pianpianpian snorted, "so you just don't understand romance and touching? If I were you, I would be happy to blossom in my heart. Peat, you said I didn't take medicine, you didn't take medicine? "

“……”

"At this time, you should stick to Lu Zhongxun tightly. I tell you, with your beauty and wisdom, it will be sooner or later to take him down. Never give Wang Ke'er that little bitch a chance!"

“……”

"Liang Qingqian, are you very happy today?" Wang Ke'er has changed a suit of clothes. At this time, standing by their desks, the eyes of Liang Qingqian almost fly out of their eyes.

This class is a painting lesson. The whole class is in a small classroom. There are about 30 people in the class. As soon as Wang Ke'er says something, they all look at Liang Qingqian. Some of them saw the scene of Lu Zhongxun blocking the ball for her just now. All of a sudden, they all had the look of watching the good play.

Looking at everyone's different eyes, and thinking about Wang Ke'er leaning shamelessly in Lu Zhongxun's arms, Liang Qingqian could not give any good face.

She quietly pulled the corners of her lips. "It's a nice day, and I'm in a good mood."

Wang Ke'er sneered: "pretend to be stupid, right? Do you think you're good at it? I tell you... "

At this time, the head of the Department led a big and strong man in, swept around the classroom and yelled: "didn't you hear the bell? Go back to your seats

Wang Ke'er fiercely glared at Liang Qingqian, and then he held his breath and casually pulled a seat to sit down.

The head of the Department went to the platform and said lightly, "in this class today, we are painting mannequins." After that, she paused and said in a more reserved way, "although we have drawn figures and models before, today we will change a little bit This time, models don't wear clothes. "

As soon as she finished speaking, there was an uproar at the bottom.

"Of course, you can also choose to leave, but let me state first that the accountant will be included in the examination."

“……”

Most of them are girls. Some of their faces were jubilant, and some of them were thin skinned. They whispered, "what do we learn about fashion design? Why do we draw nude models?"

"Don't you design clothes for others? If you are lucky enough to become a fashion designer, or can you show on the runway, which one will not face naked models? " The Dean looked unhappy. "I said you can go out if you don't want to. But I still have to say, to be a qualified designer, to master the spirit of the human body, to be able to see at a glance what kind of clothes he is suitable for and what kind of material, the most important thing is that you have to have courage. "

“……” Now, no one spoke.

Wu pianpianpian has always been a timid master. The class of the female devil is also a small classroom. She dare not speak. She has to brush a few words with A4 paper as a draft, and then secretly put them on Liang Qingqian --

Qingqian, I am really wronged!

With a smile, Liang Qingqian wrote a few words back to her --

What's wrong?

-- I'm still a big yellow flower girl. I don't even know where my future husband is. Now I'm going to succumb to the abnormal silver power of the female devil head and want to see other men's birds!

I don't want to see it either!

You're not wronged, at least? You have a husband. Can't we compare? Your first bird watching experience was given to your husband. Thanks to me, I saw a stranger, a stranger, a man, a man!

Liang Qingqian was a little speechless. In fact, she wanted to say that she was so drunk that she didn't look at her husband's what?——What about that? Are you going out?

Can't I fail this exam? Oh, forget it, just look at it. At most, my future husband will suffer some losses.

——……

It's time for class.

The male model took off his tight clothes and sat on the bench without a desk according to the requirements of the dean of the Department. He also put on a classic action of David.

Some boys in the class still feel a little embarrassed at the beginning. After all, it's And the girls were shy and couldn't help feeling excited.

Wu pianpianpian looked at the naked male model with a small mouth that could be stuffed into an egg.

After half a day, she wrote on the paper with a red face and handed it to Liang Qingqian --

the male model has a good figure and has a good abdominal muscle. But don't they all say that men's things are very much like that? Why does he look small and soft?

Can you stop asking such boring and vulgar questions? I'm going to draw.

After a while, Liang Qingqian, sitting in front of the drawing board, looked at the low-quality portraits on the painting paper, and then looked at the male model who could only see one head because of the painting board. She was red faced and sighed endlessly: she is staying in the hospital well. Why do you want to come to class? Now it's good to see such a male model. She

She really can't draw anything, OK? Well, paintings can be drawn, but what are they? In this painting, the head of the male model is painted, but the body is another person's!

She didn't know what happened. Looking at the male model, she couldn't help thinking about the scene of watching Lu Zhongxun take a bath in Lu's house

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