Liao Xuebing didn't even touch him with his fingers, so why did he beg for forgiveness? It turned out that there was a man with a big belly hanging from the camphor camphor beside the firewood pile. His tightly-strapped wrists had already been covered in black, and the hot smoke was simmering, making the man's nose and tears flow.

This man was just playing the powerful music MV director Xu Zhenting at the swimming pool party and said weakly: "I can discuss me. I have had a few drinks today and accidentally offended them."

--Piao Tianwenxue--I am idle, don't you want to go up and dance?" The beauty actually chatted with him.

"Oh, people used to call me 'Dance King', but I don't want to be the focus of attention as soon as I appear on the court. Keeping a low profile is the basic measure of being a human being." After pretending to be the piano prince, Liao Xuebing once again pretended to be the dance prince. Su Bingyun's beauty is thrilling, with cold eyes, delicate figure, and light tone that looks so charming, which makes him stunned for a moment. When this woman's husband must be very short-lived, because the heartbeats so fast by her side, and the blood circulation is always so fierce, which has an impact on her health.

Su Bingyun pursed her lips and smiled. Two male students near the outside world knocked over the cup and said, "I really didn't expect you to play such beautiful and moving music. The scene is really unforgettable. It gave me the urge to make an oil painting on the spot. Unfortunately, the venue is not suitable."

What exactly does Su Bingyun want to do? In Lao Liao's analysis, she has never been a person who likes to reveal her feelings. She must be insincere when saying such words, and perhaps there is a conspiracy. Liao Xuebing made a quick judgment in his mind and replied: "Actually, I am very happy to be a nude model for Teacher Su. Well, it's okay to take off naked. You must know that I yearn for the kind of happy sentiment of devoting myself to art."

The swear words of beating and scolding just now were not enough. This was the first time Su Bingyun heard someone was so thick-skinned that he could pull a naked model when he talked about painting, and wanted to take off her naked. It was too ugly. He suppressed his inner discomfort and said, "Teacher Liao, there are many plaster images in the art gallery, and I don't think you need to sacrifice yourself." He secretly felt that Liao Xuebing's unique temperament was unforgettable. If he painted it, it might have a very strong effect. The most taboo thing about creation was dullness. In short, his image was much better than Mo Yongtai's average appearance. When Su Bingyun thought about this, he was very strange. Why did he compare two men?

Mo Yongtai had long seen Su Bingyun and Liao Xuebing talk and laugh together, and hated her teeth and wanted to rush over to separate them, but usually a Cantonese song can be at most three or two minutes, but this song is so long that some students have already jumped until their legs are sore.

"Teacher Liao, what drink do you like to drink?" Su Bingyun actually invited him to the table and sat down. It was very surprising. The poor Liao Xuebing felt that there must be a very vicious conspiracy against him, and was secretly on guard.

He sat directly facing the center of the dance floor. Mo Yongtai and the others were less than ten meters away, blinking at Mo Yongtai with a smile. The meaning of provocation was very obvious.
Chapter completed!