From the first day of meeting, Wan Changsheng did not regard Du Wen as a beauty who needed to pursue or held it in his palm.

A beautiful lady is a gentleman.

At least it is only after a gentleman is in heat that he will go.

Wan Changsheng had no idea at all. He never felt moved after his wife grew up by his side for so many years.

When I saw Du Wen, at most I felt that my eyes were a little more interesting.

This look is not the type he likes!

It’s not that she has a bit of persistence and a different connotation from her appearance, but also the feeling of a smart person who is tacitly understood.

I won't help.

The demonic spirit is in the demon.

But it's not that annoying now.

All day in class, he was like he was catching medicine, twisting his whole body to draw, constantly looking for Wan Changsheng to interrupt and share his happiness with him.

He completely ignored Wan Changsheng's frustration.

After class, I went back to the apartment and walked even more like dancing, swaying, and my hands were held up and twisted, as if I could not vent her keen feeling about colors without this.

It's okay to be happy, but it's still clamoring in Wan Changsheng's ear: "It's okay, I think this is very simple. You may just be difficult to change your previous habits, just turn them around. Now we are even. Teach me how to sketch, and I teach you color, hahaha, it's made of heaven and earth!"

Wan Changsheng silently raised three fingers at her in the elevator, meaning that he wanted to take three courses. At least he had solved two courses, two to one, not even.

Du Wen followed her own understanding: "OK? Right, I just said you can take it and let it go, and I learned from you calmly and seriously."

Wan Changsheng was about to die of grief and anger, and he knew that this was his mentality that he had not changed.

Du Wen, who has never painted a painting before, isn’t it natural to be modest to learn how to draw by herself who has been painting for more than ten years?

On the other hand, I have been painting for more than ten years, but I have to find the guy who painted colors on the first day to learn painting. Isn’t this irony?

Uncle is tolerant, aunt is tolerant!

At this time, it was finally proved how arrogant Du Wen said that Wan Changsheng was in his heart.

He was so annoyed, and Du Wen even made a fuss: "It's your turn to sweep the floor, haha, I was the one who swept the floor when I was learning sketching last week. Whoever was a student would sweep the floor. This rule is really fair!"

Wan Changsheng was so upset that he opened the door and went back to the house and closed the door.

Du Wen has no traditional virtues of Chinese women at all, and those gentleness and virtue are nothing to do with: "Brother! What's wrong? You'll show off your face if you don't feel good at all? There are so many times in this world where skills are not as good as people. Sister, I'm so much, and I know that my participation in the film and television industry is probably a dish from others, so I have to follow the call from my heart to learn what I really long for. You can't stand this setback? It's useless to be your admirer to treat you as if he is..."

After all, Wan Changsheng is still a temple that has the best of all the way to Guanyin Temple.

Since childhood, I have been praised by the four masters of the Guanyin Temple as much as they have been like. How could I suffer such setbacks?

Even when he was twenty years old, he had been staying in the temple, but in fact he had never experienced the ups and downs.

He was so angry that he threw himself on the bed, grabbed the quilt and covered his head with great force.

But I couldn't stop Du Xiangjing's magic voice from his ears: "Isn't it just asking me for some color feelings to be humble? I didn't ask you to pour tea and admit your mistakes. You are still good in nature, but you are too arrogant. Actually, I think it's good to suffer some setbacks now. Come on, order me a takeaway. Master wants to eat rice noodles. Use your phone to order. I also invited you to eat beef noodles yesterday..."

Wan Changsheng is too lazy to pay attention to her!

Du Wen was so arrogant that she dared to knock on the door: "It's almost OK, you're still excited. Believe it or not, I'm in!"

Wan Changsheng quickly jumped up and locked the ball door lock, and then jumped back to the bed and lay down.

After twisting it a few times, Wan Changsheng was a little happy.

Unexpectedly, after a few minutes, I heard the door lock click open!

Du Wen was proud: "Hahaha, haven't you noticed that from that day on, I have put away all the keys on the door locked? Xiaoyao, fight me!"

After saying that, he pushed the door open and his voice immediately became more charming: "Oh, Wan Changsheng, you are really a man, you are lying on the bed and hiding under the quilt. Really promising, come and take a photo..."

Hearing the sound of the shutter of the phone, Wan Changsheng jumped up: "You are enough..."

Du Wen leaned against the door frame with an innocent face, and her smile-like expression was like looking at a naughty child.

More importantly, this smile is really good-looking, without sarcasm or ridicule, just looking at Wan Changsheng who is jumping up with a smile.

As long as it is a man, it is unlikely that he will be angry at such a face, and it is even more unlikely that he will hit someone with a rough stroke.

Wan Changsheng did not have the habit of bullying women, nor did he find that his emotions were gone, so he could only persuade him with kind words: "I am really a little depressed. At least you can give me some time to digest it myself, okay?"

Du Wen shook her head, and the ponytail behind her shook playfully: "No, time is tight. Comrade, we must seize the time of rushing against time and not let ourselves be addicted to these meaningless emotions!"

Wan Changsheng stood there.

Du Wen continued to lean against the door without any hesitation. His big eyes, which were once full of gloomy and quietness, now only had a smile and a bright smile.

The Bodhisattva's eyes can draw the charm of the Wanxian, and read the encouragement in that eyes.

Just like the encouragement he once gave to Du Wen.

The confrontation lasted for about ten seconds.

Wan Changsheng found that his heart was gone and there was no knot anymore, and he was left with a little embarrassed: "I really haven't suffered such a big blow when I saw it, especially when it comes to painting, I have been held since I was a child."

Du Wen still leaned on it like that: "I have been held in kindergarten. Everyone says it looks beautiful and beautiful. I am definitely at the forefront of singing and dancing. But when I arrived in elementary school, I found that my voice really couldn't sing the smell of larks..."

Yes, her voice is a bit low and a little nasal sound. It is definitely not the kind of low magnetic one. If you have to describe it, it is a bit coquettish and charming, and it feels like she is deliberately acting cute.

So Du Wen usually likes to be more manly when speaking, especially after she gets familiar with Wan Changsheng, her words are like a friend's tone. As long as she feels it at the same time as her face, she will feel very out of the way!

Wan Changsheng can only thank him now: "Thank you, then... I'll treat you to a meal and teach me the colors tonight?"

Du Wen didn't get out of the way: "Before I finished speaking, I sing in elementary school, and I always followed me in a simplified manner. But at that time, I still thought that I was at least good at dancing, and I was so arrogant and scheduling dances and directing others. I developed a habit when I arrived in middle school. As a result, there was a girl who was usually very inconspicuous. She listened to my command for two or three years. When I was in junior high school, I finally signed up for solo dance and ballet. I practiced professionally for ten years! I graduated from junior high school and joined the troupe, but in the past two or three years, I have been listening to my amateur amateurs and amateurs. Do you know what I mean?"

Wan Changsheng thought seriously: "There is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man?"

Du Wen opened a smile that could melt the ice and snow: "Talent, since then, I have understood that everyone has different talents, just like I once thought my talent was to be beautiful, but today I am truly sure that my talent should be the perception of color. Do you know how happy I am?"

Wan Changsheng can now fully understand where Du Wen’s happiness comes from: “This is indeed worth celebrating. I’ll treat you to a meal… Wouldn’t you share such happy things with your parents?”

Du Wen's expression looked like loquat leaves, and she turned cold after she turned: "No, they don't care about these things. They are very busy. Let's go, let's talk about things I don't want to mention. I want to eat better, can you afford it, right?"

Wan Changsheng was sorry and grateful, of course he was willing to: "No problem."
Chapter completed!