King's Landing

"Oh, I didn't expect Qian Cong to arrive so early."

Pushing open the door of the art classroom, Ye Jian found that the girl with long bee-colored hair, Lan Yu Qing Cong had already stood by the window early.

"You are too late, I have been waiting for almost half an hour!"

With a complaint, Qian Cong made a delicate face with a little dissatisfaction.

"I won't be here for a while, go home with the first grade transfer student or something."

The tone is very resentful, obviously Qian Cong's mood is not very good.

"Well, of course the one who promised you won't break the appointment. Even if there is something big, you must come to see you first."

"Who believes it! Well, in short, you can sit there first."

Angrily pointed at the stool on the side of Ye Fitness, but the pair of beautiful red pupils eased a lot.

"Sit there? What are you doing? Do you want me to be a model?"

Seeing the drawing tools in front of the stool, Ye Jian couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong, I don't want to!"

"Not really, it's just that my appearance fee is very high. If you want me to be a model, are you ready for this price?"

She stretched out her hand with a half-joking smile, but Qian Cong immediately raised her eyebrows, hit Ye Jian's palm heavily, and scolded.

"Who is rare! If it weren't for a good model, who would look for you as a perverted teacher."

"Then I don't care. I always refuse this kind of in vain."

Hearing Ye Jian's words, Qian Cong felt a bit of grievance in her heart, but of course she was stubborn and would not feign words to Ye Jian.

"How about that? I'll sit at Qian Cong's house this weekend, and then Qian Cong will cook and make dim sum for me, how about?"

"what?"

She raised her voice in surprise, Qian Cong had no idea that Ye Jian would make such a bold request.

"Why, why do I have to make food for you! You..."

"Okay, it's settled, this is my bleeding. If someone else does it for me a hundred times, I may not agree."

Ye Jianke did not give Qian Cong a chance to refuse, and made a decision without authorization, and then sat down with his feet up.

"Don’t talk to yourself there, they haven’t agreed yet! Besides, you are not a big star, why do you have to pay for appearances! Usually, when you spend time with transfer students, why don’t you ask her what!"

While talking, he got involved with Xuecai again, Ye Jian couldn't help but sigh secretly, it seems that Qian Cong is very dissatisfied with Xuecai.

"Let’s not say that I didn’t hang out with her all day, just a little bit, how do you know that I didn’t ask her to be paid, Qian Cong?"

Suddenly, Qian Cong was speechless.

Then, he hummed as if he couldn't justify, walked to the canvas in desperation, and picked up the paintbrush.

"Well, just treat it as if I found a reason for myself. I want to sit at Qian Cong's house. Isn't this the head office?"

"I didn't promise to let you come! I won't care about it when the time comes."

"That's not true. Have you forgotten your sister? I think she must welcome me very much."

There is no way to deny the fact that Qian Cong can only torture the paintbrush with his breath. Although Ye Jian can't see what she has painted, she can judge it by just flipping the paintbrush indiscriminately. The drawing paper is probably a monster, right? .

In this way, the art classroom fell into silence for a while, only the sound of paintings could be clearly heard.

"Have you painted? Why do I think you are not painting?"

"Don't talk as a model, it will affect me."

She frowned distractedly, this girl didn't know what was going on in her mind.

After a while, Qian Cong finally stopped the paintbrush in his hand, and then complained somewhat dejectedly.

"It's not good at all. It's true that high school students have to paint such a difficult portrait."

"Hey, you still can't do it after painting for a long time? I was a little surprised by the fact that there was something that Scallion couldn't do. How about? Would you like me to teach you? Of course, it's free this time."

"I, how can I be so powerful as you say..."

The pretty face was flushed immediately, in order to conceal this shame, Qian Cong quickly changed the subject.

"And, do you really know how to paint? It's not that I am making fun, right?"

"I don't like to hear these words. What do you mean to make you happy? Am I really that kind of person in Qian Cong's heart?"

It was originally... of course the soft whisper could not escape Ye Jian's hearing.

"what did you say?"

"It's nothing, if you can, hurry up and teach me! It's been a while since school, and the sun is almost down."

"Hi, hey! Really, the light spring onion is not cute at all now, but I used to call me Ooni sauce..."

While shaking his head, he got up from his seat with a sigh.

As a result, what he said made Qian Cong's face flushed suddenly.

"Who, who called that! Don't talk nonsense to me, I always call you a pervert teacher!"

"Really? Is it because I have a bad memory? I remember that time..."

"Shut up, shut up! Don't say it!"

Like a frightened little tigress, threatening Ye Jian with wide eyes.

"Don't let me say that is to admit it?"

"me………"

Seeing Qian Cong's flustered look at a loss, Ye Jian was so happy.

"Hahahaha, it's okay, no kidding, then I will teach you how to draw."

With that, Ye Jian quickly detoured behind Qian Cong, and then, in surprise, he hugged her from behind.

"———"

The developing Jiao Hao stiffened suddenly.

"you you you you………"

"Don't move, teach you, if Qian Cong doesn't like it, then I can go?"

He whispered in a low voice in the girl's ear, and as expected, Qian Cong closed her mouth obediently when she said this.

Although her body was still taut, Hongxia's neck was dyed red.

However, for some reason, when Ye Jian said he was leaving, Qian Cong's shyness was suppressed by other emotions.

"Okay, relax slowly, I will teach you well next, my scallion sauce."

Holding his slender hand, Ye Jian began to teach the throbbing girl to paint.

The girl's heart beat violently, sweet and astringent.