Su Mo Han chin first way: "cheat you to do what."

Ye Fei's face showed a touch of pride, but after looking at the people she wrote, she felt that she was far from Su Mo Han. She could not help saying again, "but I still think my painting is ugly Is it because you are so ugly? "

Su Mo Han's face was stiff and turned to look at Ye Fei: "what do you say?"

Ye Fei shrunk her neck and shook her head: "I said it was all my fault You are so ugly... "

Su Mo Han snorted, did not care about her, and took her book carefully read, and then whispered: "do you know what is the most important painting?"

Ye Fei stares at her painting for a while and doesn't think of what it is.

But she felt very strange, because her paintings were obviously ugly, but they always let people see that Su Mohan was.

Su Mo Han rubbed her head and said, "the most important thing in painting is verve, not skill. Don't pay too much attention to whether it is very similar or not. The most important thing to draw people is to draw their verve, while painting scenery needs to draw their aura. So many people have been painting for many years, but they may not be good."

Ye Fei suddenly brightened up, and instantly understood why she painted very ugly, but she still felt like Su Mo Han. She immediately looked at the man in front of her eyes full of little stars, and her eyes were full of verve.

But soon, ye Fei was a bit depressed, because she felt that she drew Su Mohan with verve, but she did not necessarily mean that she really had the talent of painting. After all, she had been around Su Mohan for so long, and it was sure that she could easily catch his charm in the day and night.

Su Mo Han did not react here, and ye Fei called out directly to the door: "Chu Zheng -- Chu Zheng --"

Su Mo Han's face suddenly sank, but before he could open his mouth, Chu Zheng had already entered the room: "Miss Ye."

"Who let you in? Now you can't tell who your boss is? " Su Mohan's eyes were full of sinister gaze at Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng was stunned, and then realized that it was not su Mo Han calling himself, but ye Fei calling himself. But he came in without hesitation

Before Chu Zheng gave a reply, ye Fei on one side was dissatisfied and said to Su Mohan, "Su Mohan, don't be so stingy. Even if he is your subordinate, but he is my friend, I can't call my friend..."

Su Mo Han turned his head and looked at the woman who didn't know whether she was really stupid or not. She wanted to strangle her.

"You dare say one more word, believe me or not..." Su Mo's face is blue and purple, staring at Ye Fei, but he doesn't hold back the following.

Ye Fei stretched her neck and looked at him. She was not afraid of him at all: "I call my friend. Why don't you forbid me? You are a dictator

Anyway, in the eyes of Ye Fei, Su Mohan is a paper tiger now. In addition to yelling at her twice, she won't do anything about her.

I don't know if she's tired of staring. Ye Fei takes back her eyes directly and waves to Chu Zheng in high spirits: "Chu Zheng, come on, don't pay attention to him..."

Su Mohan felt that he was going to be blown up. He got up and walked out of the door. When he passed by Chu Zheng, he stopped and took a deep look at him. Finally, he slammed the door out.

Originally thought that Su Mo Han was just a wind blowing Ye Fei. Looking at him, she felt a little uneasy. She didn't know what was wrong with him. Why did she call Chu Zheng so angry.