Chapter 282

Fortunately, she didn't get in touch with him more. That kind of person is really despicable.

Receiving the plot and thinking about things, time flies.

She didn't know that she had been sitting there motionless and had already fallen into the eyes of another.

Joe gradually abandoned his identity as a model and slowly approached the girl sitting in the chair.

Half of her face was shadowed, and the smell of another man entered her nose.

It was a crisp smell, like saponin, and like the incense used in dry cleaning.

Looking up, Joe saw more and more that the girl's eyes were like a bright mirror full of himself.

It is estimated that she did not expect that she would suddenly approach. She was a little anxious, and her delicate lip moved. After that, she spat out a sentence: "how did you move... I haven't finished drawing it yet."

Joe glanced over the painting.

It's just an outline, but she's very careful.

Even if it's just lines, you can feel the seriousness of the painter.

When Joe wanted to make fun of her, her mind was gone, so she had to stand up straight. The sun went through his eyebrows and lips. He laughed and replied, "I'm sorry."

With that, step back and stand back to where you were.

Cloud pan pan, quickly put away the mind, serious painting.

However, my mind is full of each other, and I find it difficult to write according to the painting.

In particular, the other side is actually playing games with their own check no person.

Let her listen to the voice, in fact, she did not hear too much, only thinking about each other's plot.

After listening to his voice combined with the plot, he found that he was not the man.

Had known that Zha Wu was him, should she be softer and more cute? At least we need to get the contact information at that time?

Cabbage interrupted her fantasy: "the host is very calm, you are the anchor. You must be careful when you live."

He tried his best to admonish and found that his host didn't listen to it at all.

It's about peeking at Joe from time to time.

Xiaobai Cai is suddenly sour in the heart, its host is greatly, and the favorite person is not himself!

After finishing the painting, Yun Pan Pan looks at his painting, takes down the drawing paper and hands it to Qiao Shiyue.

"Here you are. Thank you for being my model."

Qiao Shiyue replied: "you're welcome. I have nothing to do."

If you know him, you will expose his lies.

Is this still Joe Shiyue? Joe Shiyue, who never wastes his time doing meaningless things or wasting his time on others?

The more he looked down at the painting in his hand, the more yunpan was still thinking about how to get to his contact information, the more he took the initiative to say: "your painting is very good. If you can, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"What?"

"Please help my sister draw a picture."

So cloud pan successfully got his contact information.

She was holding her cell phone and watching Joe leave more and more.

She just so simply, got it?

Vaguely turned around and went home.

When she went upstairs, she realized what had happened today.

In the middle of the day, the live broadcast started, and the whole live broadcast process has been painting.

After the live broadcast, she turned off the live broadcast and went to hone her skills.

Well, anyway, she had to practice her skills before she could do the difficult thing of killing herself and licking her bag.

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