Young Master, Don't Bother Me

"Not afraid."

"Why?"

"The ballroom is monitored."

Luo Xiaojing

Guess for a long time, the original reason?

"What a surprise?"

"Of course." Luo Xiaojing, like being hit, lowered his head and scooped the beef porridge in the bowl. "I thought you were going to meet Duan Qingyan."

Leng Yu hooked disdain: "she does not deserve."

It's extremely disgusting to see Luo Xiaojing. In fact, she always has a question about why Leng Yu hates Duan Qingyan so much.

Zhou Ya's rebellious psychology of forced matchmaking? Or to love and hate?

There seems to be a little bit, but it doesn't seem to be the most fundamental reason. If Leng Yu doesn't say it, she will never ask.

After supper, Luo Xiaojing gives an order to leave.

It's more than one o'clock in the morning. If Leng Yu doesn't go back, he will stay here again. Luo Xiaojing, who has been used many times, picks up his suit and pushes him to the door. He opens the door and pushes him to the door.

"Good night, Dashen. See you in the second round."

The small hand waved happily, but Leng Yu's face was heavy: "Luo Xiaojing, Luo sculptor, you can't do this to your judges."

"Private time, you are just Leng Yu."

"But..."

Luo Xiaojing, who had many routines, looked at him pitifully: "it's past zero. It's only one day before the second round of the sculpture competition. I need to have a good rest

"What you need is make-up lessons!"

Luo Xiaojing didn't respond for a moment. Leng Yu took advantage of the gap to squeeze back. As soon as the door was closed, he couldn't help but go to the carving room.

"You are not..."

I'm really defeated by this man. He's full of energy. He doesn't look sleepy, but he can't open his eyes.

"You are Xiaobai in the sculpture competition. If you don't make up lessons, you will be eliminated in the first round of the second round."

What Leng Yu said is very serious, but in his heart he is very sad. When will the day of fighting with Luo Xiaojing end?

"Not tomorrow?" Luo Xiaojing has a sad face.

"I'm going to work tomorrow."

"Then after work."

"I have to go to the association after work."

As long as Leng Yu is busy, he will make you doubt life. But Luo Xiaojing doesn't want to make up lessons now.

But no matter how the protest is invalid, Yan Shi Leng Yu does not show any respect. Starting from the first sculpture competition, he analyzes the winning works.

At the beginning, Luo Xiaojing was still in a state of depression. Leng Yu's purpose was too obvious. It was to procrastinate until she gave in. But after Leng Yu talked about several winning works, she found that they were different.

Leng Yu is very serious in his work. No matter what his ultimate goal is, he is not careless in his explanation and questioning.

Teachers are so serious, she can not be too perfunctory as a student, and with the in-depth explanation, Luo Xiaojing found that Leng Yu gave a lot of dry goods.

Sculpture is not Leng Yu's specialty, but he is one of the best in design. You can benefit a lot from any instruction, let alone one-on-one VIP teaching.

However, Leng Yu didn't disclose the sculpture proposition in the semi-finals. Luo Xiaojing planned to win the prize with his real talent and learning, and Leng Yu did.

"Silver award works are indistinct in design..."

After talking for more than an hour, Leng Yu can't help feeling a little thirsty. He gets up to get the water and suddenly finds that Luo Xiaojing is asleep.

She really can't stand it any longer. She is lying on the table with her head resting on her hands, and there seems to be Leng Yu's voice in her ears. In the dim light, she feels that she is being held up. Knowing it's Leng Yu, she still wants to open her eyes to have a look, but she can't open it anyway.

"Where are we?"

The consciousness is already not clear, Luo Xiaojing murmurs, the voice is light not decent. The forehead is cool at this time, the soft kiss is covered, with the familiar breath.

"Misty."

Luo Xiaojing whispered. Her body was put on the soft big bed. She didn't know how long she had been sleeping. She felt a warm embrace surrounded her. She arched her little head in peace of mind and slept more and more soundly and sweetly.

……

Luo Xiaojing is awakened by the sound of rain, big raindrops knocking the window lattice, the sound of crisp sound seems to remind, it is early autumn.

When Leng Yu left, Luo Xiaojing didn't know at all. Only the uneven sheets on her side reminded her that Leng Yu succeeded in her routine and lived in an apartment last night.

I yawned and looked at the time. It was just 9:30. After washing, I went to the kitchen to look for food and found that breakfast was already on the table.

"Only by nourishing the spirit and physical strength can we play well in the second round."

The note is Leng Yu's serious body. Luo Xiaojing can't imagine how Leng Yu, who has to be in charge of the whole operation of the Royal decoration and the judges of the sculpture competition, is so busy that he has to squeeze out all the time to take care of himself.She thought that Leng Yu was only temporary to her, but after so long, there were only more and more details.

It's all trivial things, but Leng Yu enjoys it. Luo Xiaojing even thinks that if the imperial fans know Leng Yu has done this to her in private, they will pull banners to fight against her.

Bad woman, you bully our God!

Would she be afraid? Of course not, because Leng Yu gave her wings and armor.

It took a long time for Luo Xiaojing to calm down. The rainy day made her sleepy. She made a cup of coffee and went into the sofa to do the last tutorial before the second round.

The design of award-winning works, the overall composition of large-scale sculpture, solid carving skills, imagination of unlimited subjects

Leng Yu said a lot last night, but Luo Xiaojing thinks it's not enough. She needs to understand a lot of professional things.

The heavy rain outside the window is slowly getting smaller, and there is a trend of clearing up. A cup of coffee has already come to the end. Luo Xiaojing rubs his stiff neck and gets up to go to the kitchen for another cup. His mobile phone rings happily.

Su Yue: "Luo Xiaojing, great sculptor of Luo, my dearest master of Luo."

When the mobile phone is turned on, Luo Xiaojing almost faints from Su Yue's wechat. Did he take the wrong medicine?

Luo Xiaojing: "what happened? Have you been stolen

Su Yue: "of course not. I was still immersed in the live broadcast of the top ten sculptors last night. Luo Xiaojing is powerful, Luo Xiaojing is domineering, and Luo Xiaojing is aggressive. I want to give you a monkey."

Luo Xiaojing burst into sweat: "can you talk well?"

Su Yue: "I'm talking about it now. Luo sculptor's live show sucks countless powder. Jingsongfang is going to make a big profit."

Luo Xiaojing: "countless powder sucking? Can you stop talking nonsense in broad daylight

This kind of good thing has never been her turn. It's lucky not to be scolded.

Su Yue: "thanks to you or Yufen, you didn't go to Yufen group after the live broadcast?"