Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Gu Ling stared into Qiao Yu's eyes, making sure there was no teasing or mocking in them, and then he felt a little embarrassed.

"Then let's get started!"

Gu Ling replied: "Okay."

……

Gu Ling is indeed very smart. She can draw what Qiao Yu taught her quite well after practicing it a few times.

But concentrating on doing one thing for a long time is bound to be tiring. Gu Ling can ignore it, but Qiao Yu can't just stand by and do nothing.

The pen in Gu Ling's hand was suddenly snatched away. She was stunned for two seconds, slowly frowned, and condemned Qiao Yu with an unhappy look.

Qiao Yu held a fruit plate and said, "Miss, we should take a break."

"I am not tired."

Qiao Yu pretended not to hear: "What do you like to eat? Strawberries look good, and apples are sweet too."

Gu Ling looked at him without saying anything. Qiao Yu returned the pen to Gu Ling: "Okay, actually I'm tired. Can't we take a break?"

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes and said, "If I get too tired, I won't be able to continue teaching you how to paint."

His thumb and index finger moved slightly closer, with a little distance between them: "Just for a little while, okay?"

It doesn't matter if she is exhausted, she can find a new painting teacher, Gu Ling thought.

But I have to say that although Qiao Yu was the person her father found, he was still very different from the previous ones.

People in the past were always cautious and timid in front of her, as if they were afraid that she would die in the next second and the Gu family would come after them.

Although Qiao Yu was also worried about her health, his calm attitude during their daily interactions made Gu Ling feel relaxed.

Considering that he is currently in a pretty good state, Gu Ling decided to be a little tolerant of Qiao Yu.

She opened her lips slightly, but Qiao Yu said before she could say anything: "If you promise me to take a rest for a while, I will give you a gift tomorrow, how about that?"

Gu Ling didn't expect such an unexpected gain. She quickly said one word: "Okay."

Gu Ling agreed so quickly that Qiao Yu even wondered if he was being tricked.

But the young lady who asks for gifts in a roundabout way is also very cute.

Gu Ling came back quickly after washing his hands. There was a fruit plate on the low table, next to it was a soft strawberry sofa, and the rest of the stools were placed in the corner.

Qiao Yu was sitting next to the table. When she saw Gu Ling coming over, she smiled and handed her a strawberry with a toothpick: "Here."

Gu Ling stood there and thought for a while, wondering whether it would be more childish for him to move a small stool to the corner or sit on the strawberry sofa.

"Miss, don't you want to eat it?" Qiao Yu shook the strawberry.

Gu Ling sat down anyway. She took the strawberry handed to her by Qiao Yu and ate it. The slightly sweet and fragrant taste made her brows relax.

Gu Ling finished eating a strawberry and said seriously, "Don't always prepare strawberries for me."

Qiao Yu nodded with a smile and handed her another apple.

Qiao Yu prepared a strawberry sofa for Gu Ling just because he wanted Gu Ling not to be too bored, and...

Qiao Yu looked at Gu Ling who was eating an apple on the sofa and thought: The eldest lady has a cold face and is curled up on the strawberry sofa eating fruit. What a contrast.

After eating the fruit, Gu Ling asked, "Can we start painting?"

Qiao Yu replied: "It's still early, no rush."

Gu Ling pursed his lips: "You said you wanted to take a short break."

Qiao Yu looked innocent: "Yes, just for a while."

A short period of half an hour should not be considered a short period of time, and it seems that this short period of time is likely to continue to extend.

Gu Ling realized that she was being tricked, and she stood up suddenly. Qiao Yu was a little flustered. He stood up immediately, only to see Gu Ling coming back with a notebook and a pen.

Gu Ling looked at him, Qiao Yu touched his nose and sat down again.

Gu Ling said: "This is my home."

Qiao Yu nodded.

"You have to listen to me, or I will..." He wanted to fire you, but Gu Ling thought about it and continued, "I will punish you."

Qiao Yu asked her with interest: "How to punish?"

Gu Ling gave him a strange look: "That's not the point." She emphasized, "You have to listen to me."

Qiao Yu placed his hands on the table, leaning forward, speaking in distress, but with a smile in his eyes: "I am the one being punished, so of course I care more about the content of the punishment! Miss, this is the key point for me."

Because of his action, the beige V-neck shirt was moving away from his chest skin, and his waist and abdomen could be vaguely seen through the neckline.

It seems reasonable.

Gu Ling put the paper and pen on the table: "Let's make three rules and formulate the terms together."

Qiao Yu moved a small stool and sat next to Gu Ling. Facing Gu Ling's gaze, he explained, "It's more convenient to sit together."

So Gu Ling acquiesced to his actions.

The first rule: Qiao Yu must listen to Gu Ling. If he violates this rule, he will be required to take Gu Ling out for sketching.

Article 2: Qiao Yu cannot use words with uncertainty such as "a while", "probably", "immediately". If he violates this rule, he will need to give Gu Ling a gift.

Note: This clause is updated in real time, and all rights of interpretation belong to Gu Ling.

Qiao Yu thought it would be some kind of punishment, but it turned out to be too light.

Qiao Yu pointed at the names of two people and said, "These types of clauses are usually referred to as Party A and Party B, and people's names are usually not written directly in them."

Eh? Is that so?

Gu Ling had no experience in writing such clauses for the first time. She frowned, but Qiao Yu took the notebook and wrote his name on it casually.

"But Party A and Party B sound too cold, so this is fine."

Gu Ling was very satisfied with Qiao Yu's understanding. He took the notebook back quickly and wrote a few words on the cover: Studio Terms.

When Qiao Yu saw Gu Ling solemnly put away the notebook, he sighed in his heart that the young lady was not ordinary naive. What if she was deceived by others?

Gu Ling said: "Now, we are going to paint."

The word "we" rolled through Qiao Yu's mind, and his heart felt hot. He stood up and stretched out his hand to Gu Ling, smiling casually: "Miss, I'll take you to paint."

Qiao Yu's heart was beating faster due to nervousness. He was not sure whether Gu Ling would pay attention to him, but he could not help it. From the moment he sat next to Gu Ling, an invisible voice in his ear kept shouting: Get closer to her, get closer to her.

The other hand he hid behind his back was trembling slightly and clenched into a fist, but there was a calm smile on his face.

Qiao Yu was indeed obedient and wanted to continue teaching her how to paint. Gu Ling decided to give him some face and put her hand in his palm.

Qiao Yu held Gu Ling's hand tightly and pulled her up. The distance between them was a little close. Qiao Yu felt scared for the first time. He was afraid that Gu Ling would hear his heartbeat like a drum.

Gu Ling stood up and withdrew his hand. Qiao Yu placed his hand at his side with his fingers slightly curled up.

The pounding heartbeat seemed to be deafening only to him.

Qiao Yu stood there without moving. Gu Ling glanced at the pointer that was about to point to five o'clock, and tugged at Qiao Yu's sleeve anxiously.

She grabbed Qiao Yu's sleeve and pulled him to the drawing board. Gu Ling thought to himself: Rule 3: Qiao Yu cannot dawdle and delay the teaching time.

……

More than half a month passed in a flash. Gu Ling's painting skills had improved, and the latest physical examination report also showed that her health was improving, which meant that the trip to East Lake could be put on the agenda.

Gu Ling stared at the drawing board and handed the water he had just drunk to Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu took it naturally, and his simple action revealed his familiarity.

Qiao Yu looked at Gu Ling's fairly skilled painting skills and said, "Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, we will go to East Lake to sketch."

Gu Ling stopped painting: "Really?"

"Yes, but you have to wear the suit I gave you." Qiao Yu pointed at the watch on his left wrist, "Mr. Gu said I have the final say on when to come back."

Gu Ling ran to take out the notebook and wrote as he spoke: "Rule 4: Qiao Yu cannot force Gu Ling to do something he doesn't like."

"You mean you don't like the clothes I gave you?" Qiao Yu drooped his brows, "I thought you liked all the gifts I gave you."

The young man who was always gentle and smiling suddenly lost his smile, which made Gu Ling feel an indescribable guilt in his heart: "That's not what I meant."

Gu Ling just felt that the style of the clothes didn't suit her.

Qiao Yu looked at Gu Ling expectantly: "Do you like it?"

I can’t say I like it, but I can’t say I hate it either.

So Gu Ling answered: "I don't know."

Qiao Yu was defeated by her. He raised his hand and rubbed Gu Ling's head: "Forget it."

Gu Ling was just about to avoid this slightly intimate move when he heard Qiao Yu say, "Miss, you can do whatever you want. If you don't want to wear it, then don't wear it."

She carefully tried to discern Qiao Yu's emotions at the moment. He was not angry, nor sad. He was just as tolerant as always.

No, it’s hard to refuse something like that.