Mr. Ning's little jellybeans got lost

Only Ning Xiao was drawn in the notebook, and all of them were Ning Xiao.

For some reason, she remembered what Jiang Li said, that she would draw Ning Xiao's portrait, and in the future, she would only draw him.

At that time, he just laughed it off, but unexpectedly, this fool really did this.

When Ning Xiao saw the notebook next to him, he also opened it. Without exception, it was him.

The latest one is still him.

Ning Xiao closed all the notebooks, sat beside him for a while, and then smiled.

Ning Xiao felt that he was really stunned.

Even if Jiang Li has been painting only him, what does that mean.

She is a fool, the whole world is Yayuan and these people around her.

There was nothing wrong with her being close to him.

If someone else is raising this little fool, then Jiang Li is probably close to someone else.

Just like everyone says that dogs are loyal and recognize their masters.

If it were another person who took good care of the dog from the beginning, the dog would still recognize that person as master.

When Ning Xiao went upstairs, he passed Jiang Li's door and paused for a moment, his hand was already on the doorknob, but in the end, he didn't open the door, but entered his room.

The next day was sunny.

In the restaurant, the morning sun shone in through the glass wall, and Jiang Li was eating flower rolls.

She likes to hold them with her hands, tear them up one by one and put them in her mouth to eat with relish.

It seems that this way of eating is particularly delicious.

Ning Xiao couldn't help but follow suit, took a flower roll and tore it into strips, and ate it into his mouth.

There is a sweet fragrance of wheat between the lips and teeth, which tastes really good.

Ning Xiao stopped Wen Bo: "Find Xiaoli a tutor who can paint."

Wen Bo knew that Jiang Li was very talented in painting, so he couldn't help but nodded happily when he heard the words: "Yes, young master. Xiaoli is indeed very talented in painting."

At this time Jiang Li was playing with Maomao.

Ning Xiao called her lazily, like greeting a small pet: "Jiang Li, come here."

His name is Jiang Li, he's either a little fool, or he calls him by his first name.

Jiang Li immediately ran over obediently, staring at Ning Xiao unblinkingly with a pair of beautiful peach eyes, almost obsessed.

Ning Xiao could see the obsessed look on Jiang Li's face.

If other women were staring at him like this, he would probably get bored, and even order someone to poke that person's eyes out coldly.

However, he didn't hate Jiang Li's gaze. Now, he seemed to enjoy Jiang Li's gaze a little bit.

"Big brother, what's the matter?"

Jiang Li's voice was sweet and soft, with a cute appearance.

It's not a bad thing for Jiang Li to stay in this state if she's just being stupid like this.

"I'll ask Uncle Wen to hire you a teacher to teach you how to draw, how about it?"

Jiang Li is extremely talented and knows herself without a teacher.

But if you want to improve, you still need to learn to draw systematically.

"Okay, Xiaoli likes to draw, and Xiaoli wants to learn."

"Okay, when the teacher comes over, let whoever you like teach you. If you don't like it, just say you don't like it, you know?"

"Got it, big brother."

Jiang Li was the one who wanted to learn how to draw, and Ning Xiao felt that Jiang Li should decide the last level.

Only the teacher she likes can stay and teach her.

The news that Ning Xiao wanted to find a family art teacher for Jiang Li spread quickly.

For a while, Wen Bo's mailbox was about to explode.

Resumes come in endlessly like scraps of paper.

More and more people are submitting resumes.

These people don't want to drink alcohol.

Wouldn't it be a good thing to be able to get close to Ning Xiao in the name of being a tutor, and then have a spark with Ning Xiao.

Ning Xiao had excluded men beforehand, so Wen Bo could only choose suitable ones from a pile of resumes for interviews.

It doesn't matter whether you are beautiful or not, what matters is talent.

Of course, Ning Xiao likes all beautiful things, and image is also very important.

Zhang Bo felt that his presbyopia was getting worse again.

In the end, I asked Meng Jing to decide on a dozen candidates for the interview.

They interviewed one by one, and let Jiang Li choose the ones who stayed at the end.

"Xiao Li, look, among these three people, who do you like to teach you?"

Wen Bo didn't explain in advance who he liked, and didn't want to disturb Jiang Li.

Three women, all relatively young, between 25 and 30 years old.

After all, how could a real master be willing to teach a mentally retarded little idiot?

Jiang Li looked and looked at the three of them.

One of the women spread out her palms, holding a beautifully packaged chocolate.

Didn't it mean that the person in front of him was a little fool, and the little fool should not be able to resist the temptation of delicious food.

"Xiao Li, my sister invites you to eat this chocolate."

Jiang Li shook her head, and replied politely: "No, thank you, sister. Xiao Li can't eat things from strangers."

After finishing speaking, she walked up to Su Yu and smiled sweetly at her: "Sister, teach me how to draw."

Su Yu, who had been quiet all this time, opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then smiled: "Okay, Xiaoli, my name is Su Yu, and you can call me Sister Su Yu from now on."

Wen Bo also nodded in satisfaction.

Su Yu is 26 years old this year. She has been teaching children to draw in an art training institution and has four years of teaching experience.

Those who can stay for Jiang Li to choose have naturally gone through investigations on their wealth and background.

Su Yu was born into a scholarly family, her parents are both professors, the family relationship is simple, and her parents' personalities are as light as chrysanthemums.

Su Yu is also indifferent, neither fighting nor grabbing.

In the training institution, the children liked her very much and looked forward to Su Yu's class every day.

Wen Bo asked his servant to wrap the red envelopes prepared in advance for the other two people who were not selected, and asked them to give them out politely.

"I'm sorry, our lady chose Ms. Su Yu. Thank you both for your hard work. We will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

What Wen Bo said made people feel at ease.

There will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

That's right, what if Su Yu doesn't teach well?

Feeling the thickness of the red envelope in his hand, the money inside should be no less than a thousand.

This is also a surprise.

Su Yu looked at Wen Bo: "The class is held three times a week. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from 3:5 to [-]:[-] p.m. Then I will teach her first, okay?"

Uncle Wen gave Su Yu the greatest authority: "Yes, you can make the decision. The main reason is that our lady has a talent for painting, so I want her to study systematically and maintain this love and level."

Su Yu nodded.

She also needs to work in a training institution on Saturdays and Sundays, so these three time periods are very suitable.

"Xiao Li, we are going to class now. From now on, you can call me Teacher Xiao Yu."

"Yes, Teacher Xiaoyu."

Jiang Li felt very novel.

Teacher?She also has a teacher.

When Ning Xiao came back in the evening, Jiang Li showed Ning Xiao today's painting as a treasure.

"Brother, this is my work today, does it look good?"

After the teacher's guidance, Jiang Li's painting was indeed different.

Ning Xiao nodded and had dinner with Jiang Li.

The phone rang, and it was Xia Yuan calling.

"Xiao, see you at the old place."