"By the way, I happen to have a sketching assignment this week. Can Sister An An be my model?"

Tu Ran thought for a long time and finally came up with this reason.

Pei Anan was puzzled: "There are sketching assignments in college?"

Tu Ran quickly explained: "My family hired a teacher for me, and he assigns me homework every week."

Although he never does it, isn't it a suitable excuse to take this opportunity to get close to Sister An An?

"Sister An An is very beautiful, just like the beauties in oil paintings. It would be great if she could be my model."

Pei Anan was praised by Zhiqiu, and her face flushed all the way to her neck: "No, no... You are exaggerating."

"I'm just an ordinary woman..."

Lu Zhicheng looked at her with impatience every day at home. Li Jing'er was also young and beautiful, and she couldn't compare to her at all...

Tu Ran said frankly: "No way, senior sister has always been on the school beauty rankings in our school, okay, senior sister, don't be so Versailles."

"So, Sister An An, are you willing to be my model?"

Tu Ran looked at her with sparkling eyes, not allowing Pei Anan to refuse.

"Okay... although it's a bit unprofessional to start drawing in the middle of work."

Pei Anan smiled and made a little joke, sitting on the chair and getting into position.

"Is this okay?"

She sat upright, her quiet profile looking at Tu Ran obediently, her clear eyes like the clear sea and sky. Tu Ran held the pen, staring blankly and not moving for a long time.

"Is it not possible?"

Tu Ran came back to his senses: "Okay, okay! It's all because Sister An An is so beautiful that I was stunned."

He smiled embarrassedly, then quickly started writing as if to make amends.

Pei Anan clutched her clothes tightly with her fingers embarrassedly. She had always been very conservative and had never met someone who spoke his mind so freely. She didn't know what to say in response, but her ears turned redder.

This kid is so honest...

"Are you done? Keeping this position is a bit..."

Pei Anan felt his neck was a little sore and his stomach was a little bloated.

Tu Ran quickly stood up and touched up the painting while holding it, fearing that Pei Anan would get anxious.

"Okay, okay, Sister An An, look."

He seemed a little worried that Pei Anan might be dissatisfied, so he turned the drawing board carefully.

Pei Anan looked at the painting with a thoughtful look on his face.

“Hmm…”

Tu Ran was secretly annoyed.

It’s all his fault for not paying attention in class. It’s over. He made a fool of himself in front of Sister An An.

He wanted to bang his head against his head and die. Really, why did he have to speed up when he was doing something good? Is there any point in keeping this hand? Otherwise, just chop it off. Even Sister An An looks down on this piece of trash, there is no point in keeping it...

Tu Ran had already thought about it in his mind, but he didn't expect Pei Anan to nod heavily: "It looks good!"

Tu Ran was stunned for a moment, then smiled in surprise: "Really?"

"Really?"

Pei Anan looked at Tu Ran's sparkling eyes. He didn't say anything, but his eyes and actions seemed to say, "Touch me!"

She vaguely saw the boy's tail wagging wildly behind him.

She reached out her hand subconsciously to touch the child's head, but withdrew it the next second.

Well, it’s not appropriate. The child is already an adult.

“Even though I don’t know how to draw, I feel like it’s amazing!”

Tu Ran was stunned: "Sister An An doesn't know how to paint? I remember seeing Sister An An post a painting on her social media before."

“At that time, I was still a layman, but I still thought the painting was very beautiful.”

It was because of that that he asked his parents to teach him painting, although he abandoned it after he stopped contacting Sister An An...

Tu Ran felt guilty and looked away.

Pei Anan suddenly realized: "That, that is my sister's work."

Tu Ran was surprised: "Sister Qing Huan?"

Pei Anan nodded and said proudly: "Sister likes painting very much, but my family doesn't support it..."

"My sister was determined to major in fashion design, but after only one year, her parents forced her to change her major."

Tu Ran was surprised: "Is it so easy to change majors? I've already studied for a year."

Pei Anan was disappointed: "Of course it's not easy. My sister's school requires that if you change your major, you have to study all the courses of the new major on your own, and you can't fail the original courses. It's so hard. I don't know how my sister got through it."

Tu Ran followed Pei An'an and became sad: "Sister Qing Huan is so powerful but also so pitiful, she is so powerful."

Seeing Tu Ran was sad with her, Pei Anan quickly comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay. Aren't we running a shop now? After all, these are the clothes that my sister has always paid attention to and liked."

"So, my sister has always been pursuing what she likes."

Tu Ran nodded heavily: "Yes, Sister Qing Huan is amazing."

Pei Qinghuan came out at this time: "Why are you guys sitting here chatting? Tu Ran, get up and work quickly. Today's tasks are more than just this."

Tu Ran's face suddenly fell: "Although Sister Qing Huan is very powerful, she is very strict."

Pei Anan laughed so hard that her stomach hurt a little: "I'm sorry, I can't disobey my sister's order. Go quickly, I will also..."

Pei Qinghuan came over and held his sister down: "You should rest. Why are you busying around with a baby in your belly? I hired Tu Ran so that you can rest assured and take care of your baby."

Pei Anan had no choice but to watch Tu Ran working hard from afar.

Although the boy felt a gentle gaze from afar and was full of energy, he was soon overwhelmed by work and worked hard for Sister Qing Huan.

Wow, he only came here for Sister An An, why is he trying so hard to be a corporate slave now?