Xu Qing returned to her seat, and out of the corner of her eye, she just happened to see that the cup of milk tea Zheng Qian had bought for her had been thrown into the bin almost intact.
She pursed her lips and glanced at Fu Xin, who was beside her in a taciturn manner. Then, she leisurely sat down.
The last session was a study session anyway, so she took the notes Fu Xin had given her and copied them word for word. As she did so, she tried to understand and remember them.
Fu Xin, who was doing the exercises at the side, also noticed that Xu Qing was the most serious when she copied his notes at the end of the day, and she had a different kind of charm when she was serious.
He watched in silence for a while and went back to his questions, but for the first time in his life, he found that he was a little unable to concentrate.
He suddenly raised his head and laughed softly before he bit his pen, thinking that it didn’t feel too bad!
Xu Qing also noticed that Fu Xin was suddenly laughing alone, and there was a drop of cold sweat on her forehead. It was true that there was only a thin line between a genius and a madman, so she quietly moved her body a little further away from him.
When the bell rang at 5:30, Xu Qing gave Fu Xin’s notebook back to him respectfully. She smiled at him with folded hands and expressed her sincere and deep gratitude. Then she cheerfully started to pack her school bag.
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Then she saw Fu Xin suddenly open his mobile phone and browse the news with his head down. Then, while carrying his school bag, he said lightly, “Apart from drawing, I’m also good at photography…..”
When Xu Qing heard this, she instantly wilted. This was a hint to her that he had her photos in his hand……
So she blushed and lowered her head. She slowly picked up her school bag like a small snail, and followed Fu Xin out of the classroom.
When the two of them arrived at the drawing room, Fu Xin gestured for Xu Qing to go and sit to one side. Then, as if it was a trick, he took out a box of cakes from inside his school bag and handed it to Xu Qing: “Eat this and pad your stomach.”
Xu Qing felt that Fu Xin, this person’s practise of giving a slap and then giving a red date approach, was very spot on. But she did not want to get too entangled with him, so she gently pushed away Fu Xin’s hand. She looked at him and said seriously, “Let’s make it quick. Do you want me to do something?”
Fu Xin put the cake on the table to the side and walked straight to the drawing board. He turned his back on Xu Qing, took out his palette, and while mixing the colours, said, “All you have to do is to keep me company.”
Xu Qing only felt the pain of lactic acid. He called her over just to watch him paint? Wasn’t this a waste of her drawing talent?
“However, you can draw me if you’re bored.” After saying that, Fu Xin twisted his head to look at Xu Qing, smiling with that spring-like, gentle and considerate smile.
Xu Qing was speechless, but at the same time felt a lot of pressure. Could she say no?
It seems she couldn’t, because she had fallen into the trap of the Great Demon King, Fu Xin.