The world's most sassy sweet wife

Just when Fang Jue was in trouble, he heard Yu Ziqing say, "I'll draw for you."

Yu Ziqing couldn't let the teacher embarrass her because of herself, after all, it was a great favor.

Besides, the teacher had already given her the painting as a gift, and she couldn't refuse it out of emotion and reason.

Fang Jue felt that Yu Ziqing's agreement to paint was like agreeing to jump into a magic cave, and said worriedly, "Ziqing, you have to manage the Yu family, so you must not have time to paint, right? Your master brother usually has a lot of time."

He looked at He Xuanchen again, "Xuanchen, what do you think?"

He Xuanchen looked at Yu Ziqing's small face with a half-smile, "I think she's the only one."

Fang Jue: "..."

Fang Jue felt very guilty and felt that Yu Ziqing had been wronged.

Yu Ziqing was not as entangled as Fang Jue, and said firmly, "Teacher, I will draw for him."

Fang Jue's expression was very complicated, the previous joy had long since disappeared, and he sighed, "Okay then, come to me if you encounter any problems."

On the surface, these words sounded like a problem encountered by Huahua, but the hidden meaning was that if he was bullied by He Xuanchen, he would come to him.

He can only do this step.

Yu Ziqing smiled and nodded, "Okay."

This turn of events made Fang Jue feel bad.

Yu Ziqing wanted to comfort him, but was also rejected.

He warned as usual, "I'm fine, Ziqing, take care of yourself outside."

Yu Ziqing nodded, and looked at He Xuanchen coldly, "I'll draw for you now."

Draw sooner, finish sooner.

He Xuanchen raised the corners of his lips, "No."

Yu Ziqing frowned, "Why not?"

He Xuanchen was in a good mood seeing her about to be blown up, "I'm hungry, I can't sit still."

"I'm not at ease if I don't sit in front of you. I'm worried that you don't remember my face deeply enough. Don't paint me as someone else."

Yu Ziqing rolled her eyes, "I remember it very deeply, I can even recognize you when you turn into ashes."

Fang Jue became more and more depressed when he saw that these two people were coming and going, and they would fight at any moment.

Fang Jue coughed, "Then what, it's time for dinner, you go to the cafeteria to have a bite."

He handed his meal card to Yu Ziqing, "Go, eat more."

Yu Ziqing and the two went downstairs, stood beside the car, and looked at each other.

"How did you find this painting? Or did you find it long ago?" Yu Ziqing asked coldly.

He Xuanchen smiled and said, "It's true that I just found it. My people have gone through untold hardships, and a few of them died. So when you paint for me, you must pay more attention to it and show that you are helping me." The teacher’s sincerity in returning favors.”

Yu Ziqing gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely engrave your face deeply on the drawing board."

The location of the studio is a bit far from the cafeteria, and a playground needs to be passed by.

As the sun sets, the warm orange afterglow of the setting sun shines on the playground and the passionate teenagers running.

Probably a certain boy inside is the focus of the school, and the dozen or so girls watching from time to time call out his name to a certain figure in the crowd.

The picture is so beautiful!

Being a pure student must be the happiest thing in the world.

Yu Ziqing couldn't help but take a second look, and then heard He Xuanchen sneer coldly, "Are you looking for prey?"

Yu Ziqing looked away and gave him a blank look.

He Xuanchen suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Why haven't you posted on Moments recently?"

Yu Ziqing replied coldly, "There's nothing to say."

He Xuanchen raised the corner of his mouth, "Which man does that hand holding a lollipop posted in your circle of friends belong to?"

He Xuanchen had deliberately observed the hands of the men Yu Ziqing had come into contact with.

Jiang Hongbo, Chang Song, Mo Cheng and even Chu Xinhao, etc., but He Xuanchen found that no one was the owner of that hand.

Yu Ziqing said impatiently, "I don't know."

She really doesn't know, she occasionally browses some beautiful material pictures on the Internet, mainly to accumulate some inspiration for painting.

When she saw the picture that day, she thought it was very artistic, so she posted it on Moments.

"I don't know whose hand it is, but you just want to lick it?" He Xuanchen's tone had a hint of yin and yang.

Yu Ziqing asked quietly, "What's none of your business?"

Just as He Xuanchen was about to speak, he suddenly saw a fast-moving basketball hitting Yu Ziqing on the back of the head.

With his eyes fixed, he pulled Yu Ziqing into his arms with one hand without hesitation, and caught the basketball quickly and accurately with the other hand.

Being imprisoned in her arms suddenly, Yu Ziqing was startled, and wanted to break free, but was imprisoned even tighter by her strong arms.

Yu Ziqing didn't know what this man was doing, but at this moment, he heard a strange voice behind him.

"Sorry." The boy said apologetically.

The boy has an extremely stunning mixed-race face, and a pair of light blue pupils can instantly attract people's attention.

Over [-] tall, wearing a red basketball uniform, bright and handsome.

Maybe it's because he often participates in sports, so his skin color is not very fair, but a healthy wheat complexion.

His smile is very bright, slightly shy and apologetic.

"It didn't hurt you, did it?" the boy asked.

Just as Yu Ziqing was about to break free from He Xuanchen's arms, the restraint was tightened again.

This strength seemed to want to seal her in his arms.

She wanted to turn her head to look at the boy behind her, but was suddenly blindfolded by a big hand.

Yu Ziqing: "..."

She finally couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily pushed He Xuanchen away. What's so great that she couldn't see it?

When the boy saw Yu Ziqing's face clearly, he was startled.

"Q? Is it really you?" A brighter smile appeared on the big boy's face.

Yu Ziqing felt that this person looked familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

He called himself another name, apparently from acquaintance abroad.

"I'm Gao Min, have you forgotten me so quickly?" Gao Min introduced himself with a smile, without embarrassment at all.

He Xuanchen heard these words, but after analyzing thousands of meanings, he cast a cold glance at Yu Ziqing.

Gao Min excitedly stepped forward, and stretched out his arms to hug Yu Ziqing, "Great, finally seeing you."

Before Yu Ziqing had time to dodge, He Xuanchen had already stepped forward to block between the two of them.

He Xuanchen's face was so dark that ink dripped out.

Dare to cuddle in front of him?

Gao Min touched the back of his head, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited. I grew up abroad, and I'm used to hugging when we meet."

He Xuanchen's cold voice came out, "I also grew up abroad, why don't I have such a bad habit?"

Gao Min smiled and said, "Really? What a coincidence, which country are you in? Who are you from Q? Is it her brother?"

He Xuanchen's face was gloomy, and he asked coldly, "What? Are you from the International Criminal Investigation Alliance?"

Gao Min laughed and said, "That's not what I meant. Hello, my name is Gao Min."