Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

In this place, stalls are not allowed.

Tang Yu didn't know if painting was allowed, and he had never seen anyone sketching here.

The corner of Jian Zang's mouth curled up: "What I do is to live a life of licking blood from the knife."

Tang Yu stared at him blankly, and smiled after realizing it: "What the hell."

This is a bit different from the Jian Zang that other people say, it is more than a little down-to-earth.

Jian Zang said, "This position is exclusively for me."

Tang Yu nodded blankly: "Oh."

It's not curious at all.

Jian Zang thought he was so obedient, but also a little silly.

"Can you loosen it?" Tang Yu's ears were a little red.

Jian Zang was suddenly a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry."

Inadvertently glanced at the back of Tang Yu's hand, Jian Zang held his hand again, but this time it was the wrist, "Your hand?"

Tang Yu was awkward and wanted to pull back, but he was very strong.Tang Yu couldn't draw it back, so he could only squeeze it for him, and replied: "I accidentally touched it."

"Wait for me." Jian Zang said and left.

Tang Yu was a little dazed, and suddenly he was left here alone. When the city management came, how should he run away.

Run with paint or run with easel.

Or paint, paint is more expensive, especially white.

We have to be more focused when running, don't let people spill the paint, it might cost more money.

Tang Yu just calculated everything in his heart, but the plot did not develop so exaggeratedly towards the trend he thought.

Jian Zang bought the medicine in a short while.Then he took Tang Yu's wrist and painted it on him.

The wound that Tang Yu didn't care about was taken care of by others. This kind of sudden feeling of family made Tang Yu feel a little hypocritical to cry.

"Thank you, but you don't have to be so polite." Tang Yu was awkward.

Jian Zang repeated his words: "Yes, you don't need to be so polite."

His eyes were lowered, his eyelashes were curved, and his serious appearance made Tang Yu blush a little.

Slowly closing his hands, Tang Yu said, "I'll do it myself."

"Do you dislike my rudeness?" This time, Jian Zang didn't use any more force.If she is so domineering again, Tang Yu will not be happy.

Tang Yu easily withdrew his hand.

"No, you are very gentle." Tang Yu immediately expressed his thoughts.

At that moment, Jian Zang's smile to himself made Tang Yu feel that something was wrong.He seemed satisfied with how he judged him.

After Tang Yu put the band-aid on the cleaned wound, he looked at a painting that Jian Zang had almost finished, and praised: "You are very good at drawing."

Isn't this nonsense.

If he wasn't good at drawing, would the school specially hire him to be an instructor at the Art Academy?

After Tang Yu finished speaking, she lowered her eyes, feeling so stupid.The more you say, the more wrong you say, the more you say, the more wrong you say, and it seems wrong not to say anything.

"Fortunately, I didn't understand too deeply."

What Jian Zang said was very humble in Tang Yu's heart.

What does it mean not to understand too deeply? Jianzang has won all the awards related to painting, big and small, at the age of 28.

Those awards, if Tang Yu can win one in this life, Tang Yu can laugh out loud in his dreams.

Tang Yu couldn't help looking at Jian Zang with admiration in his eyes.

Jianzang has seen this kind of expression on many people, and some of them are not surprised.

However, when Tang Yu was staring at him, he was not as uncomfortable as when other people were staring at him.

"Try?" Jian Zang still had a few strokes on the painting that was about to finish, so he handed the paintbrush to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu panicked, "No, no."

He didn't expect Jian Zang to hand him the pen so resolutely.Tang Yu accidentally swiped the pen and dropped it.

The paint on the nib splashed and stained the perfect work.