out of sync love

Su Mian sat upright with her hands on her knees, and Mr. Tang sat beside him with his legs crossed, flipping through his sketchbook.

One by one, carefully.

There is a sense of déjà vu of being corrected by the teacher.Still use the teacher as a model.Damn nervous.

Su Mian quietly swallowed her saliva, and subconsciously pulled out the wrinkles of her trousers.

"The painting is very good." The teacher finished flipping through the last one and closed the book to comment. Su Mian bit her lip and was about to faint. The teacher's voice shouldn't be so sexy, I can't stand it.

Mr. Tang looked down at him, as if he saw a ball of pink and white rabbit, resisted the urge to pinch it, and continued to pretend to be a gentle wolf with a big tail.

"Are you satisfied?"

"what?"

"model."

"Oh... huh?" Su Mian came to a belated reaction, and suddenly blushed and jumped up, stammering and bowing, and said, "Thank you! But...but I don't have any money..."

Fresh and cute, fresh and cute, Mr. Tang almost couldn't hold back his laughter, put his fingers on his knees, and said, "So?"

With a reddish face, Su Mian stole a glance at this man who was full of aggressive hormones but was inexplicably gentle, and suddenly she felt blessed in his deep and bottomless eyes.

"Then, I... I'll give you the painting."

It's fine if you don't want to take it all away, Su Mian was reluctant to part with it, but she didn't dare to say it with her mouth pursed.

"Okay." Mr. Tang flipped through the book in his hand with a smile, and before the child cried, he became a good person, "Just this one~"

The perfect one, the one where Su Mian covered her face, the one where the shadow of her cheeks was slightly scratched, the pencil dust is still on the tip of Su Mian's nose.

Mr. Tang tore it off.

Su Mian was very reluctant but heaved a sigh of relief, and heard the man say again, "Won't you give me a lottery?"

---Are all the elites messing around now? ! ? ? Why do you understand what to sign? !

Su Mian was really shocked, her eyes widened, and she felt limp.

Mr. Tang handed him the notebook with a pen, on which was a business card with gold letters on a black background.

There are no fancy titles on the business card, only the name is printed in the middle.

Tang Hechuan.