"Huh? Oh, go now! The busy and dizzy secretary came back to his senses: "Mo Shao, that subordinate is busy." ”

The secretary hurriedly walked out of the door and closed the door of the president's office by the way.

Yu Shaomo's slender body leaned against the desk, glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao, pulled his tie, and ordered, "Come here." ”

Ning Qiaoqiao turned his head to look at Yu Shaomo, put down his pen, stood up and walked over.

Yu Shaomo pulled Ning Qiaoqiao into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her, I don't know how long it took before he let go.

Yu Shaomo pressed his head on her shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "How is the painting?" ”

Ning Qiaoqiao gasped for breath, and it took two minutes before he eased up, and said in a low voice: "I don't know what's going on, I always feel that there are some things that are not satisfied." ”

Yu Shaomo let go of her, glanced at the easel over there, and walked over with her hand: "Tell me." ”

Was he going to guide her personally?

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and a flash of surprise immediately flashed in her clean eyes.

"I can't say what is wrong, anyway, what I draw is not the same as I imagined, and I always feel obedient."

She has not studied systematically in the end, so many professional names cannot be expressed.

Yu Shaomo stared at her painting, frowned, and said, "The lines are not smooth enough, the colors are rigid, the transitions are not enough, and the blurred parts are also problematic. ”

It's amazing!

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo with admiration, and he could see so many problems just by looking at it.

Of course, she didn't feel that her paintings were criticized for being very shameless, Ning Qiaoqiao directly picked up the pen and handed it to Yu Shaomo, her purple grape-like eyes looked at him with hope: "Then you can teach me to paint." ”

Yu Shaomo glanced at her, pinched her little face a little dotingly, and said condescendingly: "You can make a small calculation!" ”

Ning Qiaoqiao smiled flatteringly and didn't say anything.

"Take off your suit for me."

Yu Shaomo ordered like an uncle.

"Huh?"

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo in astonishment, and suddenly understood that he was not what she thought, and lowered her head to undress him, and couldn't help blushing a little.

It's all because Yu Shaomo is usually too improper, so he also brought her abnormally!

Ning Qiaoqiao's ears were red, Yu Shaomo's dark eagle eyes stared at her, and she didn't tear it down, she took off her clothes and picked up the pen and sat next to the easel.

Ning Qiaoqiao ran to hang up Yu Shaomo's suit, trotted all the way back, and also sat down by the easel.

"According to the meaning of your painting, I'll redraw it, and look carefully at my drawing movements, as well as my technique, huh?"

Yu Shaomo stared at her and said.

"Good!" Ning Qiaoqiao nodded heavily, with indescribable excitement in her eyes.

This girl seems to adore him......

Yu Shaomo glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao, picked up the pen and sketched on the white paper.

His penmanship was very fast, Ning Qiaoqiao couldn't keep up with his speed even if he was engrossed, and before she could see it clearly, she saw the pen in front of her shake back and forth a few times, and a complete picture came out!

Ning Qiaoqiao's mouth was open like a duck egg, she was originally learning to paint, she looked at Yu Shaomo in disbelief, and her eyes forgot to blink.

If the last polishing surprised Ning Qiaoqiao, then this time Yu Shaomo painted a finished painting that shocked Ning Qiaoqiao.

Ning Qiaoqiao felt that Yu Shaomo was even more powerful than the teacher who taught them!

It is said that a dedicated man is the most handsome, and this sentence also applies to Yu Shaomo.

His thin lips pursed slightly, his eagle eyes fixed on the drawing board, his white shirt rolled up to the middle of his arm, revealing his wheat-colored skin, and the arm holding the pen slid up and down naturally.

Ning Qiao Qiao looked at Yu Shaomo's handsome side face fixedly, a little stunned.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Shaomo skillfully dyed the mixed paint, completed the whole painting, and turned it around.

Staring at Ning Qiaoqiao, who was still watching him distracted, Yu Shaomo's cold thin lips pulled up an imperceptible arc: "Have you seen it?" ”

"Huh?" Ning Qiaoqiao came back to his senses suddenly, looked at Yu Shaomo, quickly withdrew his eyes, and coughed lightly in disguise: "Well, look, see it." ”

Yu Shaomo's sharp eagle eyes flashed, he put the brush on the carpet casually, raised his chin, and said, "Tell me, I see if you can see it accurately." ”

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao raised her head and looked at Yu Shaomo in surprise.

What does this make her say?

She didn't even look at anything!

"Can't tell, can you?" Yu Shaomo's well-defined index finger picked up Ning Qiaoqiao's chin, the corner of his eye glanced at the paint stained on his fingers, his eagle eyes flashed, and he applied the paint to Ning Qiaoqiao's fair little face without knowing it, and said slowly in a low voice: "Little white-eyed wolf, you don't know that you have been looking at me all along?" ”

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao was shocked, and even his ears turned red suddenly!

Yu Shaomo pinched the fingers of Ning Qiaoqiao's chin and took her into his arms, staring at her with dark eagle eyes: "How is it?" Am I pretty good-looking, huh? ”

His warm breath was only a centimeter away from her, Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo in a daze, as if she had been under a spell, and a voice kept reminding her to push away the dangerous man in front of her, but her limbs were like being filled with lead, and she couldn't move.

She's like a ...... Tempting peaches.

Yu Shaomo's dark gaze gradually became hot, and it suddenly burned when it landed on Ning Qiaoqiao's slightly open pink lips.

His head was lowered......

"Mo Shao!"

Lu Yao's abrupt voice suddenly interrupted all this, Yu Shaomo's thin lips suddenly stopped, his eagle eyes suddenly sank, he squinted, turned his head suddenly, and glared at the door fiercely.

"Uh......"

Lu Yao was petrified.

Oh my God, he actually stirred up Mo Shao's good deeds...... Dead!

It was Ning Qiaoqiao who reacted first, her fair little face suddenly burned like fire, and she pushed Yu Shaomo away and stood up and ran outside the office.

"Ning Xiao......"

Before Lu Yao's words were finished, Ning Qiaoqiao had already run past him like a gust of wind.

Lu Yao came back to his senses, and immediately received Yu Shaomo's knife-like eyes, and trembled in fright: "Desert, Mo Shao......"

"Come in and don't know how to knock?"

Yu Shaomo's bloodthirsty voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"This ...... Desert ......"

Lu Yao lowered his head in embarrassment.

There has never been anything like this before, Mo Shao has never been clear about public and private, who knew that you couldn't hold it and were in the office......

Ning Qiaoqiao scolded Yu Shaomo 10,000 times in her heart, running outside as if she was being chased by something, and with her head down, she accidentally bumped into the secretary who came out of the secretary's room.

"I'm sorry." Ning Qiaoqiao squatted down to help pick up the papers.

"It's okay, Miss Ning, what's wrong with you?

The secretary also crouched down to pick up the papers.

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