Mr. King took An Taotao’s hand and drew something on the drawing paper.
An Taotao is still dizzy, and the whole person is controlled.
Mr. King’s painting is very simple, but his painting skills are very good. When he paints something very simple, there is even an unspeakable simplicity.
He is obviously as sharp and dangerous as a jungle beast, but his paintings are fresh and elegant, which does not match his temperament at all.
An Taotao silently looked at the things on the drawing paper and was shocked and speechless for a while.
Mr. King is still holding her hand, a soft little hand, when he holds it, it’s like he’s holding a mass of cotton, His eyes are dark, and he can not help but kiss her face lightly.
An Taotao was startled by his sudden movement. She was so startled that her whole body was stiff and her eyes were unpredictable. After a while, she smiled flattered , “Mr. King are amazing, this painter is good. No wonder Huang Chen said you are a decathlon fighter.”
“Decathlon?” Mr. King raised his eyebrows.
An Taotao blinked. King-san stared intently at her eyebrow. The girl’s eyes were crystal clear and her body was charming and soft, which really made her want to rub into people’s hearts.
Decathlon?
Yes, he is very versatile, and can make her happy in this regard.
Mr. King’s strength is strained, his breathing immediately becomes heavy, and his eyes are dark as ink.
“Mr. King, I heard from our class teacher that you did very well on the Cultural Festival, especially innovative. You displayed pistol models from all over the world at the booth, and you ended up winning awards and prizes.” An Taotao instinctively sensed danger and decided to say something to divert attention.
Hearing that, King-san laughed, “Model?”
“Yes, ”
Mr. King could not let her go, The warm breath was immediately sprayed. “It’s not a model, it’s true.”
Taotao was kissed and it took a long time to calm down. “Really?”
Mr. King let her go, with a sneer in his eyes. “Who has nothing to do with finding a model?”
Huh?
An Taotao was startled by his insolent words.
These pistols are real?
If the pistol was to go off during the demonstration…
An Taotao swallowed her saliva and did not even dare to think about it. She secretly looked at King-san and thought that he really was a good devil. Is it really a great power and fearless?
“No bullets.” King-san looked deeply at her as if he was trying to explain something.
An Taotao instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
“There’s nothing else to add.” Mr. King stared at her for a few seconds and finally returned his gaze to the drawing paper as if asking her for advice.
An Taotao also looked at the drawing paper. “No need, this is already very good. King-san can win a prize for this drawing skill. If these people dare to say that they do not look good, then they are blind.”
Mr. King looked at her and scoffed.
An Taotao smiled and put the drawing paper in her bag. She patted her clothes, stood up and was about to go out, but she was stopped by Mr. King. Then the subwoofer came back. “If you use it, do you want to leave?”
“No, I am afraid of disturbing you.” She turned her head slightly stiffly, her little lips lifted and she smiled sweetly.
“Sit down and walk with me.” Mr. King gently rubbed her jaw, and the sound that could not be refused immediately entered her ears.
An Taotao stared at him and replied with a wooden face….
She held her head and watched how Mr. King handled documents. She watched like that, and it was not long before her head gradually fell asleep.
Late that night.
Mr. King finally handled the documents. He looked up slowly and rubbed his sour eyes with his hands.
King-san turned his head and found that An Taotao was completely lying on the table. Her small face was covered with a light layer of powder, and her small lips were slightly open. The whole person was charming and soft, making one reluctant to wake her up.
Mr. King stared at her for a long time, but did not really wake her up, but gently picked her up and left the study with light steps.
Under the soft light, An Taotao is like a sleeping white rabbit curled up tightly in Mr. King’s arms, and the sweet and delicious taste of the girl keeps boring into the tip of his nose, immediately putting him in high spirits.
Mr. King’s eyes dropped .
“Wow, Mr. King.” Huang Chen just came out of the monitoring room and with a glance, saw Mr. King and a Taotao in his arms.
Mr. King raised his gaze and looked at him coldly and unhappily.
Huang Chen felt bad and immediately covered his mouth. He kept his mouth shut and did not wake his sister-in-law.
He carefully walked around Mr. King. Mr. King looked up again and stopped him with a cold voice. “Wait a moment.”
“Mr. King?” Huang Chen suddenly stopped and looked at him with confused eyes.
Mr. King lowered his gaze slightly. After a moment of silence, he opened his lips and said, “I am going to Hathaway University on Friday . Please arrange it .”
When Huang Chen heard this, his eyes became even more confused . Mr. King had already graduated. Moreover, there were no lectures from successful people these days. Huang Chen did not have the courage to ask even though he was confused. He could only nod and say that he would arrange it.
When Mr. King saw him nod, he was immediately pleased,. He held a taotao and turned into the room.
Huang Chen touched his head, and turned to leave.
The next morning.
When Antaotao woke up, she realized with a glance that this was not her own room.
All around is darkness, and every place is permeated with coldness. It’s definitely Mr. King’s room! ! !
Yesterday, she had accompanied Mr. King . Then it was too late, so she could not stand it anymore and fell asleep. She woke up and lay down on Mr. King’s bed.
An Taotao found that the bed had turned cold. It seems that Mr. King had been gone for a long time.
She did not think for long and got up from the bed. Today she has to deliver the construction drawings, so she can not be late.
When she came to the classroom, the class teacher was there, which made a Taotao unconsciously look at the eye clock.
It’s just after eight in the morning, and she’s not late.
“Taotao, did you draw the picture for the scene design?” The class teacher pushed the glasses frame and asked eagerly.
The cultural festival is the traditional feature of this high school. Both teachers and students attach great importance to it. They can distinguish themselves on the Cultural Festival. As class teachers, they also get a lot of bonuses. They have to do their best to do as well as they want.