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Originally, Tang Mian could treat those who contributed to art among mannequins with a normal attitude.
Even when her mother took her to draw mannequins for the first time.
She was just a little curious at first and never thought much about it.
But now the Xu Boran she was thinking about appeared in front of her in such a posture
Can she still draw well?
"Why are you blushing?"
A deep and magnetic voice suddenly came from my ears.
It brought Tang Mian back from his distant thoughts.
She turned her face sideways and saw Xu Boran turning to look at her.
As soon as she met his eyes, she felt as if her inner thoughts were being exposed.
Tang Mian swallowed his saliva, feeling that his face was getting a little hot.
¡°I just feel a little hot!¡± She lied casually.
Xu Boran glanced at her and said nothing, but silently lowered the temperature in the room by two degrees.
After getting off the bus, Tang Mian took Xu Jiabao's hand and followed him.
His question suddenly came to my ears: "What are your requirements for finding a model?"
Tang Mian was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was going to help her find a model. She shook her head and said quickly: "Uncle Xu, painting is just my hobby. My main job now is to study, and it's so troublesome for you!"
He did not interrupt what she was saying, and after hearing what she said, he continued: "I have nothing to do this afternoon, and I can be your model."
Tang Mian thought he was going to find a model for her. She nodded and quickly thanked him. Mr. Xu condescended to be her model. This was her honor.
¡°And she really wanted to draw him, but she didn¡¯t think about the muscle lines.
After lunch, Tang Mian was preparing the easel downstairs. Because Xu Boran was the model for her in the afternoon, she was very serious.
Upstairs, Aunt Zhou was cleaning the room and accidentally dropped a drawing board on the floor. She quickly picked it up and a piece of white cloth on it fell. When she saw what was inside, she was shocked.
After a while, her old face suddenly turned red, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ouch! This"
In the corridor, Xu Boran changed his clothes and was about to go downstairs. When he happened to pass by Tang Mian's room, he heard an exclamation from the room.
He stepped in and saw Aunt Zhou's red face, looking at the thing in her hand: "What's wrong?"
Aunt Zhou was startled when she heard Xu Boran's voice. She subconsciously hid the things in her hands behind her back and stammered: "Nothing!"
Xu Boran frowned slightly and took another step forward, his eyes falling behind her.
He had already seen that what she was hiding behind was the drawing board.
¡°What¡¯s painted on it?¡± he asked again.
????????????????? What could be so shameful about Tang Mian¡¯s things?
He had already stretched out his hand. Xu Boran's momentum was too strong, and Aunt Zhou couldn't even try to cover it up for her.
You can only take out the things in your hands.
Xu Boran stretched out his hand to take it. His handsome face suddenly darkened when he could clearly see the contents of the painting in his hand.
How carefully he looked at the painting.
Being able to draw so carefully shows how carefully the painter looked.
No wonder she blushed so much in the car earlier.
Xu Boran stared at it for a long time, then took the scroll in his hand and took it away.
Aunt Zhou was about to say that this was Tang Mian¡¯s thing, but it was inappropriate to take something without other people¡¯s consent.
Just looking at him, she moved her lips, but still couldn't stop him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com