Young Master, Don't Bother Me

[the photo is true, the video is a misunderstanding, male chasing female, rejected many times, don't bully my Luo Xiaojing!!! 】

the shaking can't be restrained. Luo Xiaojing's whole face is wet with tears. The great God must have been lowered his head. Otherwise, how could he be so irrational? She made a special call to tell him not to be impulsive.

No wonder Zhou Ya will come tonight. It turns out that Leng Yu and Zhou Ya are on the opposite side when she doesn't know.

What she faced was just a lot of scolding, but after that, it was so difficult that people didn't know what to do.

Leaning against the wall, Luo Xiaojing is occupied by her grief. Her strength seems to be drained. She doesn't know what to say to Leng Yu.

However, she was eager to hold him, tightly hold him.

The light in the living room is already dark. Under the weak light in the kitchen is the dinner that Leng Yu left for Luo Xiaojing. On the dining table, a box of pills is placed beside the water cup, and a whole box of stickers remind Luo Xiaojing to take medicine and change it.

After standing in the same place and calming down for a long time, Luo Xiaojing presses down the palpitation in her heart and looks at the closed door of the study. Luo Xiaojing drags her feet and goes back to her room.

The open mobile phones are all wechat sent by Su Yue, and the excitement between the lines makes Luo Xiaojing more uncomfortable.

"Gaoling a flower turns into a crazy devil who dotes on his wife. It's Luo Xiaojing who gives him strength."

"Xiaojing baby, I know you can do it. Childhood is nothing. You've squeezed out the smoke."

"Finally, I hold kaolin's thigh. Xiaojing baby, don't you have anything to say?"

Luo Xiaojing: "in fact, I'm in a bit of a mess now."

Su Yue: "it's right to be dazzled by Da Shen Tian. Oh, my God, I can't do it anymore. I've already made up 100000 words of overbearing president's favorite wife's extravagant craze."

As long as let Su Yue start, she will not stop, Luo Xiaojing perfunctorily back a few words, excuse is too tired to turn off the phone.

After covering the quilt, she remembered that she had forgotten to ask about jingsongfang shop. With a sigh, she slowly closed her eyes.

But that night, she didn't sleep soundly. It seemed that everyone appeared in the dream. For a moment, Zhou Ya and Leng Yu quarreled with each other. For a moment, Duan Qingyan took her own name with her carved abundant genus. She stopped the roaring, but the faces in the dream didn't seem to see her. At this time, I don't know who yelled Look, it's Luo Xiaojing! Everyone raised their cell phones and ran to her while shooting.

At the critical moment, Leng Yu stretched out her hand to her. Just when she was about to touch it, she was suddenly scattered by the crowd. She was surrounded by microphones and cameras. She didn't know what to do. She looked at the faces closer and closer in fear.

"Don't ask me. I don't know. I don't know anything."

Luo Xiaojing waved her hands and stepped back. I don't know who pushed her and she slipped

"Ah

After waking up, he sat up abruptly. A gap was blown open in the unclosed window. The breeze that sneaked in blew up the white curtain. Luo Xiaojing wiped the sweat on his forehead and watched the sun obscured by thick clouds.

It's almost nine o'clock. She didn't expect to sleep so long. She quickly got up to wash and change clothes. Luo Xiaojing rushed downstairs in general.

There is only one breakfast on the table, which proves that Leng Yu has already gone to the imperial ornament early. Luo Xiaojing's heart is empty, so he takes a few mouthfuls and gets up to go out.

Just out of the gate, a car stopped at the foot of Luo Xiaojing.

"Miss Luo, from today on, I'll take you to the studio."

The driver came down from the driver's seat and respectfully opened the door for Luo Xiaojing. The strange face was something Luo Xiaojing had never seen before. She said, "pick me up?"

"Yes, it means boss. He said that the situation is special recently. We should ensure Miss Luo's safety."

Thinking of Leng Yufa's microblog, Luo Xiaojing looks tight and smiles back. She squats into the back seat.

Along the way, she was fiddling with her mobile phone, seemingly hesitating and waiting for something.

When we arrived at the studio, Liu Ying and Zhou Zhou were still there. After cleaning the carving room, Fang Xinya arrived late.

Seeing Luo Xiaojing, her expression became a little strange, arrogant and domineering, and seemed to be restrained. She just glared at her without any provocation.

After changing her work clothes, Fang Xinya sat directly beside the machine and began today's work.

She is in charge of some small ornaments which are to be displayed in Suzhou Hangzhou fashion week, including earrings, necklaces, rings, bracelets, brooches and hairpins.

Among them, the brooch with her landscape, the koi carved with red agate and the gilded inlay with white mother shell are the most popular among antique designers. Just looking at the pictures, it's amazing.

What Fang Xinya carves today is the South Red Koi. The whole body is red, and the fish's tail swings gently with the waves. It seems simple, but it's not easy, because this kind of realistic carving shows the swimming posture of the koi, which is not easy to grasp.The reason why Su Han gave such an important customization to Fang Xinya was that he wanted to pull Chenxing. Fang Xinya didn't dare to take it lightly, and almost all her thoughts were on the brooch of Nanhong Koi.

Because it's a three-dimensional round sculpture, Fang Xinya changed three versions of the rough drawing. After the rough sketch came out, she drew all the top, bottom and sides of the south red material, changed the larger mound, adjusted the water level, and began to roughen.

After all, she has been in touch with carving since childhood. She is quite proficient in the techniques of chiseling, rowing, cutting, chopping and pulling. After the roughcast comes out, she paints again and continues to make the roughcast structure clearer.

It seems easy to carve a piece of work. In fact, every sketching needs many steps to do the foundation. After a clearer roughcast comes out, it needs to repeat the positioning and painting again to make the carving details clearer.

Taking up the pen, Fang Xinya is preparing to sketch the scales. Luo Xiaojing, who has been sitting aside for a long time, suddenly says, "it seems that you haven't used the stick to live smoothly."

Of course, the stick is not a wooden or iron stick for beating people, but a kind of carving tool. Because the head is round, it is called a stick. The smooth surface of the crystal jade can be made by using the stick, which is convenient for the second painting.

"Don't pretend to know." Fang Xinya turns her head and stares at Luo Xiaojing. Of course, she knows that she is worried and forgets shunhuo. If it wasn't for Luo Xiaojing's reminding, she might put down her pen and hold the stick now. But if she did, she would fall down a lot.

The pen that stops falls on the rough slab of Nanhong again. As soon as one stroke is drawn, Luo Xiaojing's voice rises again: "if you don't live well, you can draw again. When you carve, it will affect your judgment of cutting."

And then

"Luo Xiaojing!"