"Yes? I don't think so. Sister, you see my bald head is so shiny. If you have seen it, how can you forget it? "

"That's true."

Liu Yao thinks that he has never seen such a handsome bald boy. Moreover, although he looks like a man, his surname is Xiao, not Jiang, so he should have nothing to do with him. So I was relieved.

Xiao Jun takes Liu Yao to the studio on the fourth floor. Once inside, it was full of paint, plaster models and scattered drawing paper.

Looking at the messy studio, Liu Yao said, "no wonder the curator told you to clean it up. It's a mess here. "

Xiao Jun said with a smile: "no way. I don't like to clean up. I'm the only one here, so it's a bit messy. By the way, do whatever you want. I'll clean it up first. "

"I'll help you clean up."

"How sorry?"

"It doesn't matter. Let me thank you for showing me around the studio

"Well. Anyway, we are a family, so I'll trouble you

"What family?"

"Oh. I mean I mean We all like Miller very much. It's like a family Xiao Jun found a very bad reason to prevaricate in the past.

Liu Yao didn't know why he said that, but he could hear that the reason was very poor. But she didn't care. She thought he was just a slip of the tongue and didn't think much about it.

The studio is really messy, but those who engage in art are scruffy. Liu Yao looked at this messy place, smile, and then began to help him clean up.

Liu Yao picked up a lot of scattered painting paper on the ground and said, "do you want these paintings?"

"Keep it all. Just throw it in the cardboard box in the corner

"Yes. Good. "

Liu Yao picked up all the paper, but she found that almost every piece of paper was painted with the same beautiful girl.

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