Young Master, Don't Bother Me

When Luo Xiaojing's breath stagnated, Leng Yu began to revise her painting: "if you draw the radian of the arc more mellow, do you think the whole is different?"

His breath only with a clear, Luo Xiaojing involuntarily up and down a layer of goose bumps, canthus of the remaining light very slowly swept him, he is looking down at her, waiting for her to answer.

Little face a red, she hurried in this limited space dodge.

"Yes, a little bit."

It's terrible, Luo Xiaojing. You must be steady. Your heart must not beat so fast.

"What is a little bit?" Luo Xiaojing's ear tip's tiny red has not escaped Leng Yu's eyes. He crooked his lips with a smile, and forcefully shoved the pen to Luo Xiaojing. At the moment when she was stunned, his warm palm held her hand, "it seems that I have to teach you like this."

With his strength, Luo Xiaojing modifies her Wisteria painting with his action.

Leisurely action seems to bring countless brilliance, more and more close distance, or let Luo Xiaojing's heart lake ripples.

"See, concentrate!"

With a low cold rebuke, Luo Xiaojing froze, and her thoughts of flying away gathered back. She coughed shyly.

"I'm watching."

There's no way to concentrate, okay? Because the big God is too close, and this posture and action, how all feel ambiguous, like too much.

"You can't just look at it. Keep it in mind."

Leng Yu had to be more patient than usual. After the modification, he got up and said, "let's have a look this time."

Leng Yu uses exaggeration, the lines are longer, the radian of petals is bigger, and the posture of swinging in the wind is softer, but the visual impact is much better than Luo Xiaojing's original version.

"The great God is indeed the great God." Luo Xiaojing was convinced that Leng Yu gave her 50 points, which was a high score, "so what was your original design like?"

Dashen's painting is only half finished. She wants to see all of it.

"Give me ten minutes."

Sitting back at the table, Leng Yu focuses on finishing his painting. Luo Xiaojing doesn't dare to disturb him. He carefully looks at every stroke he leaves behind and keeps it in mind.

"Here it is."

In less than ten minutes, Leng Yu had finished the Wisteria. Luo Xiaojing held his chin for a long time, and the pain of being crushed became more and more obvious.

Flexibility, softness, sense of design, plus a little bit of innovation Luo Xiaojing knows that Dashen hasn't come up with all his strength, but he has already dumped her for several blocks.

"Boss, don't you think you're wasting your time?"

Leng Yu was stunned: "do you think it's a waste of time for me to teach you design?"

"No, No." Luo Xiaojing quickly waved his hand, "if only you could design flowers yourself. We've wasted countless brain cells, and it's better for you to move your little finger."

"Design sculpture is not the same as ordinary design, it has more limitations." Leng Yu took back the wisteria he had finished. "If you color the wisteria and then let the carving team carve it, they will cry."

"Not necessarily." Luo Xiaojing is confident in her carving skills. "You try coloring. Maybe I can carve it out."

Leng Yu likes Luo Xiaojing's strength of not bumping into the south wall and not looking back. He is lustful and gives it to her: "do you really want to have a try?"

The colored Wisteria is more intuitive. The small petals seem to have been given new life by Leng Yu. Luo Xiaojing carefully ponders the difficulty of carving, and his face is full of cattle: "boss, you win."

Big God is right. It can't be carved out. Yellow stamens, blue and purple petals and gradients. Even purple and yellow crystals can't completely present the effect of the design draft.

What's more, the beauty of Wisteria stems from its multiplicity. A piece of natural amethyst material is distributed as a design draft? It's just daydreaming.

"Give up?" The corner of the lip is hooking to smile, cold Yu intentionally teases her, "don't challenge next?"

Once again being crushed into dregs, Luo Xiaojing is not a good person: "I'm not an opponent when I fight alone or in groups. I choose to raise the white flag."

It's just that Su Han, who is in charge of coffee, will cry when he sees the design draft of Wisteria.

"I thought you wouldn't hit the south wall or look back."

Gentle eyebrows and eyes gently pick, Leng Yu's voice with a few wisps of tenderness, Luo Xiaojing curled his mouth: "it's very painful, I don't want to get hurt again."

She pursed her lips like a grumpy woman. Leng Yu laughed and her mobile phone suddenly rang out.

"I'll give you a few minutes to learn the essence, and I'll take a call."

It's usually very important to call Xinyi and harass him on the rest day.

Walking out of the studio to the stairs, Leng Yu picked up his mobile phone, and a slightly anxious voice came from the receiver: "boss, has Leng Dong contacted you?"

Besides Leng Jinghong, the second uncle of Leng Yu, there will be no other Leng Dong.In fact, three years ago, Leng Jinghong withdrew all his shares in Yu Shi, but he was used to calling Leng Dong. Besides, he was Leng Yu's second uncle after all.

"No, what's the matter?"

"Oh, he seems to have something to look for you, and he's afraid you'll refuse. So he asked me where you live recently. It's not convenient for Fang to tell him."

Cold imperial Mou son dark dark: "if he wants to look for me, how can find."

"I see, boss." Xinyi is just an assistant. She doesn't need to deal with all kinds of private affairs related to Leng's family. She thanks Lengyu for not embarrassing her.

As soon as the conversation changed, she said: "there is also a celebration banquet boss. I'm afraid it will be too late to confirm with you on Monday. The venue process time has not changed, right?"

"Yes."

"OK, don't disturb the boss."

In Leng Yu's private time, Xin Yi always has a sense of propriety. With that, wait for Leng Yu to hang up first.

After standing at the stairs for a while, Leng Yu guessed what Leng Jinghong was looking for. Then he looked down at the mobile phone without any news from Leng Jinghong. Then he went back to the studio.

"How did you get the essence?"

What Luo Xiaojing looks like when Leng Yu leaves, and what she looks like when she comes back. Wisteria's paintings seem to be a puzzle, which makes Luo Xiaojing look sad.

"I think there is still 10000 years to go between boss and me. I can't reach your level in my lifetime."

"You can surpass me."

This is absolutely comforting words. Absolutely, Luo Xiaojing shakes her head to express her disbelief.

"As long as you stay with me."

Leaning on the door leisurely, Leng Yujun's face is calm. Luo Xiaojing is obviously stiff, and a crimson floats on his face.

"Come back and study. Let's eat first."

Leng Yu took it when he saw it was good. Luo Xiaojing blinked blankly: "go out to eat?"

"I can't keep you at home on such a good weekend."

He signals Luo Xiaojing to go back to his room to change clothes. Leng Yu also changes into a simple casual dress. As soon as the car leaves the gate of Nanyuan, a familiar figure rushes ove