Chapter 1863

In the monitoring room, Master Chu heard the recording.

Hans: who is that man

Yan baozi: "I don't know..."

Hans: "I don't know? Really don't know, or don't want to tell me? "

Yan baozi's tone was urgent. "Hans, I really don't know who he is. You believe me once. "

Hans sneered: "I believe you? I didn't believe you before, but in the end, how did you treat me? How did you betray my trust? "

The bottom of my heart is ashamed of yanbaozi. Her voice suddenly weakens. She apologizes in a small voice: "I'm sorry."

"I don't want you to be sorry, as long as you tell me honestly who that man is."

"I really don't know..."

It can be heard from the voice that Hans is aggressive and yanbaozi is helpless.

There was also a bit of impatience and despair in the tone.

Master Chu's hand on the table, clench it secretly, Hans!

After a long silence and no one to talk, Hans spoke again just after Master Chu thought the matter was so over.

"Well, I'll trust you for once. When you draw that man down, I believe that you are really kind enough to help him. There is no such thing as a split thought. "

"Draw it?"

"Any questions?"

Yan baozi said weakly, "I can't draw well..."

"It doesn't matter. I believe you can draw the essence."

Hearing this, Master Chu laughed.

He knows yanbaozi's painting skill.

I'm afraid it will surprise Hans!

There is the sound of footsteps moving around, and gradually away, and from far and near.

Next, there is the sound of the brush on the paper.

Master Chu is not impatient. He quietly listens to the subtle voice. At this moment, it seems that time is still.

Hans said helplessly, "don't look at me, draw by yourself."

Yan baozi complained: "I see Don't be so fierce. "

If you can, Hans really wants to beat her up. How dare you blame him for making such a big mistake?

I'm really used to bad temper!

After a long time, yanbaozi stopped painting and said, "it's done."

Hans took the paper she handed in with half a doubt, only glanced at it briefly, then his lips twitched slightly: "this is a painting?"

Yan baozi was in a hurry: "I said that my painting is not good, but you won't believe me."

Hans: "..."

What's wrong with this?

It's a tragedy, OK!

He rubbed his forehead. Now that he had tried to find out that she didn't mean to hide him and keep secrets for Chu Huaijin, he didn't have to embarrass her.

Although the painting is not like four things, it still focuses on black hair and black eyes.

There is no omission of these two points.

In this way, Hans believed that she was kind enough to take Chu Huaijin in. In the spirit of helping others, he took him in.

"Hans, are you angry?" Yan baozi pulled at his sleeve. "Don't be angry, OK? Can I apologize to you?"

"Hum."

"Hans, dear Hans, don't be angry. If you are angry, you will not be handsome... "

A second ago, the young master Chu with a smile on his lips clenched his teeth when he heard this series of soft coquetry.

How are you!

How dare you be coquettish to Hans!

Forced to take off the headset and fall to the ground, he clenched his fist and continued to listen.

Hans didn't seem to want to embarrass Yan baozi. He just pretended to be angry and asked, "next time..."