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Chapter 142 Gao Leng Teacher VS Scumbag Niece (18)

Is it because of her cousin?
Mu Youling didn't understand love at first, so she didn't pay attention to anyone.

But people who study painting are born with a keen power of observation.

Now, he has also fallen into unrequited love, so he can naturally understand the interaction between Feng Liyou and Jing Ciyan, which is exactly the lover mode.

Although the two are not related by blood, they are relatives in name. If they fall in love across taboos, the world will inevitably drool, right?
Maybe she will eventually be unable to stand the pressure of public opinion and choose someone else.

Maybe after a long time, Mu Youling will forget her.

Who can say what will happen in the future?

But at present, he is very clear that he wants to get her autograph, and leave a mark on youth that may only be sad.

"it is good."

After uttering a word with difficulty, Mu Youling raised her hand to stroke her chest. It was very stuffy here, and there was still a faint pain.

It turns out that after ignoring so many sincerities, I will eventually be ignored one day.

Hearing what he said, Feng Liyou seemed to be relieved of a burden.

He started working directly in the studio and spent the whole afternoon painting a landscape painting to compensate him.

In the short term, it is simply a dream to improve the painting skills substantially.

This painting by Feng Liyou is of normal standard.

However, Mu Youling didn't tear it up this time, but carefully dried it, packed it in a painting tube, and put it in her carry-on bag.

In the next few days, Mu Youling really didn't bother with each other anymore, until they went to school, the two seemed to return to the parallel mode.

Feng Liyou was relaxed, while Mu Youling was silently adjusting herself, and her whole body became even colder.

After school started, Jing Ciyan became even busier. It was not as easy as being a substitute teacher in the past.

Seeing him at 140 catties, he was as thin as 130 kg. Although he still weighed so much, he was tall. At this moment, he felt that his cheekbones were a little protruding, and Feng Liyou felt so distressed.

Fingers scratched his thick black eyebrows.

Just after dinner, Jing Ciyan fell asleep on the dining table.

Buying equipment, formulating training plans, meeting shareholders, and substituting teachers, all these things must be done by himself because he has experience.

Just by this point, he is more tired than anyone else.

The white fingers slid from the forehead to the green chin, and finally stopped on the slightly convex cheekbones.

"Hey, where is the most handsome and perfect Ah Yan? Who is this old, sloppy uncle with dark circles under his eyes!"

Feng Liyou muttered dissatisfied.

In fact, this decadent beauty didn't affect Jing Ciyan's appearance at all, but made him a little tougher.

But Feng Liyou wanted him to stop working so hard, so she deliberately stimulated him.

Jing Ciyan's eyelashes buried in the crook of his arms moved, maybe he was too sleepy, so he didn't open them in the end.

Feng Liyou pressed a kiss between his eyebrows, didn't bother him anymore, went to the kitchen to tidy up, and came back half an hour later.

Jing Ciyan was still in a deep sleep.

Sleeping on your back like this is actually not comfortable at all.

But he was so big that she couldn't even lift him.

Taking a thin blanket, Feng Liyou dragged a chair and sat beside Jing Ciyan, lying face to face with him.

"Ah Yan, is our family short of money? Why are you working so hard? If you are short of money, I can work part time and study part time.

Does my irresponsible father ignore his daughter?Don't usually send money back?

Or cousin, are you going to earn more money so that I can marry my aunt? "

Speaking of the last sentence, Feng Liyou suddenly became angry.

As far as she knew, Jing Ciyan's school salary was [-] a month, plus the previous martial arts teaching, the total was about [-] a month.

With a house and a car, although he is not considered rich, food and clothing are absolutely no problem. Why does he have to tire himself out like this?
(End of this chapter)