Chapter 2006： .Giving away (1/2)
Tang Moran waved his hand; ”Steward Qi, you have to eat, I lose weight!”
After speaking, Tang Moran ran out.
Steward Qi scratched his head, eh, Miss Tang just now held the collection of butterfly specimens from her husband?
Here, Tang Moran has already ran into the gate of Fu Jingting’s small building, and suddenly an arm stretched out, and Tang Moran suddenly stopped.
After getting down, Tang Moran almost fell.
”Fu Jingting!”
Fu Jingting looked at him coldly: ”Hey, I brought you here last time because I was in a good mood. It doesn't mean you can
Just break in casually, right? That's how my brother taught you? ”
Tang Moran's face flushed, and he smiled embarrassedly, ”I'm sorry, but I have something to look for you.”
”what's up?”
”Can I go in and say?”
Fu Jingting stared at her for a while, then put his hand down: ”Don't mess with my things.”
”No.” Tang Moran walked in cautiously.
”What can you do with me?”
”I want you to help me design a painting...”
Fu Jingting smiled ”pouch”.
”Why, did you agree?”
Fu Jingting coughed twice, and clenched his hands into fists. ”No, I'm not interested.”
Tang Moran walked up to him and looked up at him: ”Don't, why?”
Fu Jingting reached out and clicked on her head: ”One, I'm not interested in helping people design things, and two, my brother doesn't seem to allow it.
Maybe you always come to me, right? Are you sure he won’t be angry if he knows? ? ”
”No way...” Tang Moran was also a little frustrated, but he still muttered in a low voice, like self-comfort: ”More
I also had a reason this time. It was the homework our school had to hand in. ”
”Isn't it the homework that should be done by myself? It doesn't count as cheating if you ask me, isn't it?
”Uh...” Tang Moran was embarrassed: ”You can teach me, I paint by myself.”
Fu Jingting pondered for a while, glanced at what Tang Moran was holding in his arms, and said casually: ”This
What is it? ”
”Ah... yes! This is what I want to give you.”
Tang Moran presented the collection of specimens to Fu Jingting like a treasure: ”Look, there are many butterflies in it. Last time I
See you are drawing...Although there are pictures for reference on the Internet, they have no real effect, right? Use this as a reward for you
So? ”
Fu Jingting curled his lips, took the things over, and then said: ”Then I will reluctantly accept you as an apprentice.”
Tang Moran bowed unconscionably, ”Thank you Teacher Fu, then.”
Fu Jingting took Tang Moran to the studio on the top floor, pulled a chair for Tang Moran, and taught Tang Moran how to paint.
The painting time passed extremely fast, and when Tang Moran finished a painting, the sky outside was completely dark.
”Ah, it's so late, I have to go back.”
Fu Jingting was coloring his words, he curled his lips when he heard the words, and looked over with a smirk: ”My brother will probably come back.”
Tang Moran's face paled.
”Why, do you want me to accompany you back? Help you explain?”
How does his expression look like he wants to explain it for himself? Isn't it good to not add fuel to the fire?
Tang Moran waved his hand repeatedly and ran away by himself.
Back at the mansion, I saw that the driver was parking Fu Tingye's car.
Tang Moran felt hairy in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and went in.
Fu Tingye was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, his simple white shirt set off his lean and beautiful muscle curves.
Two long straight legs wrapped in trousers, elegantly overlapping.
Seeing Tang Moran coming in, he just took a look, then coldly turned his eyes back to the newspaper.
”Are you willing to come back? If I don't come back, I'm going to invite someone.”
Tang Moran smiled embarrassedly, walked over, and took the initiative to explain; ”I went to Uncle Fu because of school homework.
Help, I don’t believe you to ask Yingying...”
”Why do you have to explain so much to me?” Fu Tingye snorted, ”Anyway, your wings are hard now, and I won't say anything.
Listen. ”
”I do not have……”
Tang Moran defended himself in a low voice.
Fu Tingye raised her eyes and glanced at her, then suddenly said, ”Mo'er, where was the butterfly specimen I gave you last time?”
”Huh?” Tang Moran didn't expect that it had been so long. He would suddenly mention that thing, thinking of the specimen, she had already