Lin Yi just returned home, and his mother Guo Xuehua was taking care of her children. She had a good time with them.

Chen rose is humming a tune in the balcony watering flowers and grass.

Life seems peaceful and peaceful.

"Come back, come on in. Why have you been there so many days?" Chen Qiangwei blames and helps Lin Yi pack.

"Something's been delayed. By the way, where's Guoguo?" Lin Yi said with a smile that if he told them to go out for a few days, they would be shocked to get the whole Buckingham Palace in the sun never setting country.

"Practice drawing with the new teacher in the drawing room, but you have to talk about her later. The teacher reflected that Guoguo didn't like drawing, often delayed his homework and didn't study seriously." Chen rose this time is decided, before every time in front of fruit she accompanied black face, Lin Yi with red face.

So now the little guy seems to be more and more estranged from her, so now she decided to play a little smart and let Lin Yi do such thankless things.

Lin Yi saw through her little 99 at a glance.

"Well, don't you just want me to be a bad person? I'll go!" Lin Yi shook his head slightly.

"But since she doesn't like painting, why hire a teacher for her?" Thinking of this, Lin Yi turned around and asked again.

Chen rose helpless way: "this is not your baby daughter, a strong want to learn painting, also said that a girl in the class won the first prize in painting, to her envy, must learn painting, so please a teacher."

"Who knows I'll quit after two class hours. Of course I can't agree."

Lin Yi nodded slightly, and then he went straight to the painting room.

At this time, the little guy is lying listlessly on the white table. The air-conditioner blowing out from the air conditioner is a little cold. The little guy is wearing a slightly thick dress, yawning, and his hair is randomly braided into a thick black braid. He grumbles discontentedly and graffiti on the paper with a paint brush.

One side of the teacher is a very young teacher, looks like twenty-four or twenty-five years old, looks green, some embarrassed looking at the little guy.

"Chen Guo, it's not like this. I just taught you that painting should be...

just now, the female teacher took a surprised look at Lin Yi.

"Baba!" Guoguo saw Lin Yi as if he saw a straw and came running.

Lin Yi easily picked her up, spoiled her little nose and asked, "have you studied well?"

"Of course, Guoguo is a good boy."

"How can I see you lazy?" Lin Yi suddenly became serious.

Guoguo's two thin beauties droop with a guilty heart, and dare not look directly into Lin Yi's eyes.

Seeing this, the female teacher said with a smile: "you are Mr. Lin Yi, Chen Guo's father, aren't you?"

"Yes, nice to meet you. It is said that you are a top student of Yanjing Academy of fine arts."

"Thank you. My name is Chen Rong. In fact, Chen Guo is very smart. Maybe he is not interested in painting."

Lin Yi smiles awkwardly.

Guo Guo, the clever little ghost, said in Lin Yi's ear: "Baba, maybe we can learn here today and let the teacher go."

Lin Yi saw through the little thing's idea at a glance. He just wanted to be lazy.

So immediately refused to say: "no, you want to be lazy, no, you have to finish this class today." m.shenPINwu