Chapter 439: The Deep-minded Female Sea King vs. the Robot Junior 34
Quan Jiu seriously suspected that if she got into her car now, Xiao Tuo would explode like a gas tank.
After weighing the pros and cons, she decisively put away the car keys, opened the passenger door of the Volkswagen and got in. Her movements were smooth and she shed all the mud and water.
Xiao Tuo's complexion improved slightly.
Quan Jiu took advantage of the victory and touched his stomach: "Junior brother, shall I treat you to a meal?"
Xiao Tuoping looked ahead and started the car, his attitude indifferent: "Yeah."
Quan Jiu's tongue scraped across his teeth and palate, then pursed his lips.
"What do you like to eat?"
Xiao Tuo: "Whatever."
Quan Jiu: “…”
She suddenly thought of an old TV series called "My Tsundere Girlfriend".
When a woman says she is not angry, she may not really be angry. When a woman says it doesn’t matter, she is definitely angry.
She clenched her fists and resisted the urge to strangle Xiao Tuo: "Then let's have Thai food."
Xiao Tuo: "Yeah."
During the meal, the young man maintained an indifferent attitude. Quan Jiu attentively picked up food for him, and the temperature around Xiao Tuo gradually rose.
Quan Jiu narrowed his eyes happily, finally discovering the benefits of his little brother——
His temper comes and goes quickly, and he is very easy to coax.
In order to further appease her brother, she couldn't help but ask 001 for help:
"Brother, what gift do you think I should give him?"
001: "Send him a scale."
Quan Jiu: “???”
001: "Let him know his own worth."
Quan Jiu: “…”
She was speechless for a moment, took out her cell phone from her pocket and sent a message to Zhu Wei.
[Xiao Mengmeng: Big brother, let me ask you something. What does Xiao Tuo like?]
After receiving the message, Zhu Wei typed the word "you" in the input box and then slowly deleted it.
【Zhu Wei: You want to give him a gift?】
He is really not sour!!
[Xiao Mengmeng: I accidentally did something wrong and made him angry]
Zhu Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Tuo is really not sensible at all. How could a goddess do something wrong?"
No matter how wrong it is, it is still Xiao Tuo's fault.
Zhu Wei: He likes painting, so you can give him a set of paintbrushes.
[Xiao Mengmeng: Thanks, brother. I’ll treat you to a meal some other day.]
…
Quan Jiu was a man of action. After dinner, he rushed to buy a set of expensive imported paints and brushes before the September supermarket closed at 11 o'clock.
"This is for you, take it."
She handed the box to Xiao Tuo.
This small set of paints actually cost her half a month's salary.
Xiao Tuo's expression softened slightly: "Gift?"
Quan Jiu nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice: "It was wrong of me to lie to you. If I lie to you again in the future, I will be a dog."
Woof!!
Xiao Tuo pursed his lips tightly and said, "If you accompany me to another place, I will forgive you."
Quan Jiu: "Where are you going?"
“A place where you can find out if the gift you gave is useful.”
………
Western University, School of Fine Arts.
It was a dark and windy night, and the gate of the college building seemed locked, but if you pushed it gently, you would find that the iron chain was only wrapped around the door a few times and the lock was not closed.
The two of them entered the Academy of Fine Arts in the dark, and Quan Jiu used the flashlight on his cell phone to illuminate the way around them.
"You're a student at the Sports Institute, how can you be so familiar with the Academy of Fine Arts?"
He even knew that the door was not locked.
Xiao Tuo: "When I have free time, I will come over and paint for a while."
He was familiar with the place and led Quan Jiu into an empty studio. There were a dozen or so drawing boards scattered around the classroom. On the drawing paper, there were half-finished works and outlines drawn with just a few strokes.
"You sit here."
Xiao Tuo pointed at the bench in front of the easel.
Quan Jiu was surprised: "You want me to be your model?"
Xiao Tuo: "Don't want to?"
Quan Jiu pointed at the dark classroom: "No, it's so dark, are you sure you can see it?"
"Wait a moment."
Xiao Tuo suddenly walked to the corner, took out a handful of candles from a pile of gouache paints, took out a lighter and lit eight of them.
He placed candles around the wine and opened the windows of the classroom. The moonlight poured in unscrupulously and came face to face with the dim candlelight.
The pitch-black classroom, where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, was suddenly filled with beams of light. With the dim light, Quan Jiu could clearly see Xiao Tuo's deep, sculptured profile.
A beam of bright moonlight fell right on the drawing board, and the snow-white rice paper was as bright as a crescent moon.
"Now I can see clearly."
Xiao Tuo returned to the easel and began to adjust the paint.
Quan Jiu sat on the stool obediently: "Why are there candles in the studio?"
Xiao Tuo: "Most art students have a self-righteous romantic quirk. They might wake up at three in the morning just to look at the moon. Or they might suddenly get inspired in the middle of the night and run from the dormitory to the studio to paint all night long. They don't dare turn on the lights for fear of being discovered by patrolling security, so some people prepare a lot of candles."
Of course, some people don't want to turn on the lights.
Painting alone by the window in the dim candlelight and moonlight, such a poetic scene will bring a sense of spiritual comfort and inspiration to these eccentrics.
Quan Jiu tilted his head: "Will you be like this too?"
It sounded unreliable to suddenly drag her into the studio alone in the middle of the night.
Xiao Tuo looked at her deeply for a few times: "I never do this."
You are the exception tonight.
The campus is neither big nor small. In the past two years, he has actually seen her several times both inside and outside the campus.
But she is different from tonight.
In the past, Quan Jiu was a student and most of the time she wore comfortable dresses and T-shirts. But now, in order to integrate into the Han Group, she wore a pair of five-centimeter high heels, which went up her calves, and a well-tailored white-collar formal suit.
The black knee-length skirt perfectly wraps around her curves, revealing her slender waist.
Further up, there is a burgundy velvet V-neck shirt, the collar of which is tied into a slightly drooping bow with two long straps of the same material.
This whole outfit is intellectual and elegant, mature yet charming.
Quan Jiuben has a hot and gorgeous appearance, with long wavy hair draped behind her head, paired with this white-collar outfit with a strong abstinence atmosphere, she is seductive and sexy.
Outside the window, the cold white moonlight cut across her face, leaving her delicate and beautiful features half bathed in moonlight and half hidden in darkness. Half of her looked like a pure and holy angel, and half looked like a fallen demon with evil intentions.
Xiao Tuo looked at her as if he was admiring a perfect work of art.
The paint in his hand had already been mixed, and he slowly picked up the brush, and layers of colors spread out on the paper.
When he came to the part about the female demon, he stared at the drawing paper, then looked at Quan Jiu, his brows slightly furrowed. After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke.
"Take off your high heels."
Quan Jiu licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, kicked off his high heels with a kick of his feet, and the woman's snow-white jade feet lightly touched the ground. Her body leaned against the back of the chair, her legs crossed, looking lazy and comfortable.
Xiao Tuo narrowed his dark eyes, suddenly stood up, and walked slowly towards her.
The boy's slender white fingertips fell on her bow tie.
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