"Why, no money to spend? Didn't Ji Kexin give you any money?" Lang Jianbai was stunned for a moment and asked.
"I've started to go to school, and I can't be her driver anymore, and maybe I don't live there anymore. Is it appropriate for me to ask for other people's money? So, I still find a way to make money by myself, take advantage of others, and eat others' money short mouth". Mo Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"Well, this is the man. In the middle of the exhibition room, there is a painting "The Fragrance of Plum Blossoms Comes from the Bitter Cold" by Guan Shanyue. Go and take a good look, and then put the painting in the basement. I will go and have a look. You don¡¯t have to worry about it, I will give you the money when the time comes.¡± Lang Jianbai said.
Mo Xiaoyu understands that this is asking herself to cheat, and then Lang Jian sells it for nothing. Although this is unethical, what is tested in this line of school is eyesight, and it is not ordinary people who have no money who are harmed. I don't care about the money. As for how to sell it, Lang Jianbai must have his own way, so he doesn't need to worry about it.
"Okay, by the way, I want to learn about appraisal from Master Wen, have you told him?"
"I said, he agreed, you can go to him when you have nothing to do." Lang Jianbai said that Lang Jianbai almost responded to Mo Xiaoyu's request.
"Thank you teacher, then I'll go and have a look."
"Well, Xiaoyu, we have to hurry up on that matter. I went to the city government, and the expansion of the museum is not optimistic. These bureaucrats don't understand the importance of culture at all, and they still value the money in their hands." Lang Jianbai said angrily.
Mo Xiaoyu thought to himself, who cares more than money, if you don¡¯t value money, you don¡¯t need to empty out all the paintings in the museum, and now you want me to make fake paintings to make up, in the end, it¡¯s still for money .
"Okay, I see, as long as I have time, I will come." Mo Xiaoyu agreed.
"There are not many things in school, and you don't need to study with those people with your ability, so you should spend more time in the museum. I will greet Xiaoxuan at the school, don't worry about it." Lang Jianbai still insisted on letting Mo Xiaoyu paint in the museum.
Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to agree.
In the evening, when Mo Xiaoyu said that he wanted to live in school, he was ruthlessly rejected by Ji Kexin, "Why, you want to get rid of me so quickly, you are too ruthless."
Ji Kexin lay on Mo Xiaoyu's body, holding Mo Xiaoyu's face in both hands, pouted, and asked. This posture always reminded Mo Xiaoyu of Lang Jianbai, and Ji Kexin liked this posture very much. I don't know if it was because she liked the feeling of controlling men, or if Lang Jianbai was no longer useful, Ji Kexin could only take the initiative.
"I didn't mean that. I mean, since I'm a student, I have to live on campus. Besides, what if someone finds out about our relationship?" Mo Xiaoyu expressed Ji Kexin's worry. I am also worried, worried that if this matter gets out, there will be nothing good to say, after all, I am more than ten years behind Mo Xiaoyu.
"Well, that's right, how about this, you can live in a dormitory for one week every month, is that okay?"
"Stay for a week? Why?" Mo Xiaoyu asked puzzled.
"Because I was inconvenient that week". Ji Kexin smiled evilly, and then, amidst Mo Xiaoyu's helpless voice, Ji Kexin tore Mo Xiaoyu's clothes to pieces like a crazy leopard.
"Look, how harmonious we are." Ji Kexin lay in Mo Xiaoyu's arms, stroking his firm chest muscles, and said.
"Harmony? I think, I will be squeezed dry by you sooner or later." Mo Xiaoyu said weakly.
"How could it be? Besides, I don't want to part with it. I know an old doctor of Chinese medicine. It's amazing. The husbands of many women in the unit have been transferred there. I'll take you to try it on weekends and bring back some medicine. Make up for it, and plan for a rainy day." Ji Kexin closed her eyes, greedily inhaling the smell of Mo Xiaoyu.
Sure enough, whoever is on top controls the power of the bed. Seeing Ji Kexin close her eyes and enjoy, Mo Xiaoyu's wicked taste started to rise. He put his mouth next to her ear and asked in a low voice, "What was the last time you talked to Lang Jianbai?" When did the old thing happen?"
Ji Kexin, who was enjoying herself with her eyes closed, couldn't help opening her eyes when Mo Xiaoyu mentioned Lang Jianbai, but what she saw was only Mo Xiaoyu's ears, because at this time the two were almost facing each other, and Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but open her eyes. Xiaoyu was able to whisper in her ear.
"Why are you asking this?" In an instant, Ji Kexin understood that Mo Xiaoyu did this on purpose, and intentionally mentioned Lang Jianbai at this time to humiliate her.
"I would like to know".
"It's been a long time, last year. Last year, when there was no stalemate, there was no more stalemate. Don't mention that old thing. I will never forget him in my life." Ji Kexin said bitterly.
"What did you say? You will never forget him for the rest of your life. It seems that he is very important in your heart." Mo Xiaoyu pulled away and wanted to leave, but found that he couldn't get away.
"No no, I, I was wrong, I was really wrong, wrong". Ji Kexin hugged Mo Xiaoyu tightly, almost as if she was about to retreat suddenly when she was about to reach the top of the mountain. All previous efforts were wasted, and all previous efforts were in vain.
Finally, at Ji Kexin's pleading, the charge horn sounded again, and the counterattack began.
Early in the morning, Gu Keke took Sang Xiaotong to the school gate, looking at the car and people at the same time, with only one purpose, that is to block Mo Xiaoyu, the competition in this industry is too fierce, if you don't pay attention, you may was robbed.
"That's all you want to do?" Sang Xiaotong yawned and asked, she got up too early to practice this morning, and she usually has to go back to catch up on sleep at this time.
"Hey, my eldest lady, if I had your family background, would I be like this? I also thought in the past that I have to fight for everything myself. I also have two shoulders and one head. I just need to work hard on my own." , Can you still beat others, but then I found out that I really can't fucking fight, people's parents can eat for a lifetime if they show a little bit between their fingers, as for me, my parents have everything in their hands. It¡¯s not enough for me to build it in one semester, so I might as well let them save their own use, I also figured it out, I don¡¯t want to fight anymore, it¡¯s boring, since I can¡¯t fight my father, then I¡¯ll fight my boyfriend.¡± Gu Keke was talking, but his eyes were not idle, and he kept searching for Mo Xiaoyu's shadow in the crowd. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com