The Boss Is My Model

(Note: This article is also called "The Floating Dust is Like a Picture") She, as the leader of the ancient painting school who makes a living from painting, can only paint some flowers and plants? Although you have no talent for painting, you can still paint realistically? He is a mature, cold and arrogant young man who has never been flirtatious with women. Will he become enlightened after being teased? How come the head of Tangtang became someone else's model? "Fengchen, do you think my painting looks good?" Fu Sheng looked expectantly at the person in front of her who had been a model all afternoon. Feng Chen looked at the inhuman portraits on the scroll and thought: Forget it, if you want to make your painting look good, then you will end up with a guy who looks like me, and he might be a love rival. "It's a little dark and I can't see clearly." Fusheng looked up at the moon. The summer moonlight was hazy. Although the temperature was lower than during the day, it was still a bit hot and humid. "Are you hot, Fengchen? Let me draw you a fan." He said and planned to draw a round fan. And then... Then Fusheng invented the balloon. One day, Fengchen's friend teased him: "I can see that you don't do anything serious all day long." "Business?" Feng Chen looked at the painted faces with ink stains not far away, and asked. "From beginning to end, my only business is her." I am willing to grow old together with my son with the hand of writing.