Fancy Manual for Teasing the Male God

To your uncle! ——Qin Wansha couldn't help feeling mad in her heart, and on the bright side, Winston Dante also saw Qin Wansha's curse from Qin Wansha's bright and angry eyes.

Well, he did go too far.

"Don't worry, I won't let him "get away with you" for someone who wants to offend you." Winston Dante whispered in Qin Wansha's ear.

In fact, the two days between him and Qin Wansha have been ambiguous enough, even many people around him have seen it, expressing congratulations in front of him, or complimenting Qin Wansha or something.

But unexpectedly, a mouse **** almost broke his pot of porridge so easy to cook, Winston Dante secretly said that he was careless, and his eyes became cold.

Qin Wansha didn't answer Winston Dante's words, but her expression still expressed her point very well-people are already offending me, not delusional.

Winston Dante couldn't help but chuckled again, and simply hugged Qin Wansha and sat on the sofa with force - of course, Qin Wansha's landing point must be on Winston's lap.

"If you want to exhibit that painting, you have to see if I want it." Winston Dante said, holding Qin Wansha's hand and kissing her lips, but this time, Qin Wansha did not resist , Which made Winston's heart smile even more.

Of course Qin Wansha knows what Winston Dante means. Although it does not seem to be involved in the art circle, the name Winston Dante is easy to use everywhere. After all, no one wants to offend such a powerful and domineering man. Capitalist, so if he speaks, then Ye Li'an’s painting exhibition is likely to be boycotted, for example, there is no place to show it, but there is another possibility that Winston Dante bought it in advance That picture.

"Since he dared to post this, but for two points, one is to let me explain to him and remove the rumors from the outside world, and the other is to ask me to pay for him, but I don't want to do it, what do you say? "Qin Wansha looked playfully, but looked at Winston Dante with coldness, and signaled that he would never agree to buy the painting.

"A painting is solved well, but there are endless troubles behind. If people taste the sweetness, maybe different paintings will come to the door every day, do you mean that, baby." Winston Dante praised Looking at Qin Wansha, an elderly person encouraged the younger generation.

Qin Wansha couldn't hold back, and finally slapped Winston Dante's face with a slap. It was not heavy, but there was a gentle and coquettish meaning: "Speak well!"

Winston Dante slapped him and couldn't help but began to laugh, but finally put away his teasing gesture, and said with a serious face: "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements."

It's just that Ye Li'an's "courage" would be so great. It seems that the ending he originally prepared for Ye Li'an is still a little too light. Winston Dante's eyes are full of gloomy birds.

Ye Lian's heart and face became gloomy without waiting for Qin Wansha's reply.

Bu Yao had to accompany Ye Li'an with a smiling face, coaxing him in every way.

"Don't worry, if Miss Yan is really not going to take care of this exhibition, isn't it a good thing? You see, the Internet is now preparing to snap up tickets for this exhibition."

Bu Yao's words did not make Ye Li'an so happy. In fact, he knew very well that once the exhibition opened, his relationship with Yan Bing was torn apart, and there would be a lot of trouble afterwards, such as portrait rights. Maybe he will be taken to court by Yan Bing for the violation of the crime. Then his reputation will only get worse, not better.

What's more, in order to make up for this exhibition, he produced works that he liked, but those people on the Internet clearly came to find faults. Ye Lian didn't think that those people knew what paintings to appreciate. I am more worried about whether my paintings will be destroyed, and that is not worth the gain.

Therefore, Ye Lian’s real plan from the beginning was to force Qin Wansha to appear. In this way, he could not only cleanse the sewage on his body, but also find a group of paintings he really knew how to appreciate through the aftermath of this incident. From the perspective of people-but unexpectedly, things will develop like this.

Looking at the gloomy and heavy-minded Ye Li'an, Bu Yao also had something in his eyes, but in the end he did not comfort him any more, but sat aside and looked at the portrait painted on her body.

Unable to help, a sneer smile appeared at the corner of Bu Yao's mouth, but Ye Lian, who was immersed in his thoughts, did not notice.

In the end, the day before the exhibition, Ye Lian placed all the works in the corresponding positions, and the painting he painted for Yan Bing was placed in the most conspicuous center.

Bu Yao looked at Ye Li'an with a silent face, as if he had made some major decision in her heart, her eyes mocking constantly, but she still didn't say anything.

As a result, that night, I don't know who leaked the wind, and suddenly it began to spread on the Internet that Ye Lian's painting for Yan Bing was actually a malicious portrait of fruit.

This news is very reliable, because he also attached a very unclear photo-it seems to be a remote candid angle, on which is the painting exhibited in Ye Lian's exhibition.

All of a sudden, the entire network exploded again, blindly attacking Ye Li'an, saying that after he broke up, he published his ex-girlfriend’s ****, his character was extremely bad, and of course, there were some good things. The person said that he was going to watch the fruit of the ice queen of S city.

Ye Li'an's expression was gloomy for the rumors and attacks on the Internet, and his whole person was completely different from the gentle and jade-like artist Bu Yao had known.

And that night, Ye Li'an received several phone calls.

Hidden in the bathroom, Bu Yao heard Ye Li's anxious and manic low growl: "Why! I just painted a picture! All painters have painted fruit bodies, and there are countless outstanding contemporary works! These are all. Art! Art is free of prejudice and colored eyes! Why do you want me to take down my work!"

"You are a threat! I am an officially registered painter, you can't—"

"Do not!!"

"Don't call anymore! I said, I won't withdraw!" Ye Li'an's crazy voice kept coming, but I don't know which call came to persuade him.

"What, the court..."

Bu Yao dared to walk out of the bathroom when he could no longer hear Ye Li'an's low roar.

However, Ye Li'an at this time was like a lion who lost a fight, sitting on the sofa, almost turning his back into a circle.

When I raised my head and looked at Bu Yao, those eyes were full of bloodshot anger: "Do you think I want to take down that painting."