Fancy Manual for Teasing the Male God

Ye Lian understood what Bu Yao meant in an instant.

Many painting exhibitions will use the banner of memories to consume some feelings, and he wants to consume ‘Yan Bing’ at such a sensitive moment, is it appropriate?

Seeing Ye Lian's frowning brow, Bu Yao also instantly realized Ye Lian's worry.

"It's nothing. We just want to find Miss Yan. If she hears about it and doesn't want us to hold this exhibition, she will come to us directly. Then ask her to help explain clearly that we are after you broke up. Only when we were together, nothing happened."

Of course, Bu Yao would not say this too easily: "If Miss Yan always refuses to appear, then this time is also an opportunity for us."

"What opportunity?" Ye Li'an was considering Bu Yao's words, his brows frowned into Sichuan.

Bu Yao chuckled softly: "You think, now is when everyone's attention is on you. Taking advantage of this opportunity, you can show your paintings on display, and you can intuitively prove your ability. At that time, even if other people want to slander and there are works, we will not be afraid!"

"Besides, what we need most now is money. Taking advantage of this momentum, we can also get back the tickets of people who come to the scene by then. It can also wash away the sewage on your body. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"Maybe, you can take this opportunity to prove yourself again, and let others take a look. You have also poured out so much love for Miss Yan." Bu Yao continued to coax.

I have to say that Bu Yao's words still moved Ye Li'an.

But there is one thing-"But I don't have so much time to paint enough works for an exhibition."

Since I want to wash away the stains on my body, and even rely on the current Dongfeng, Ye Lian's painting exhibition must be held as soon as possible. However, it takes a week for a hard work. After painting, let alone so many paintings that need to be displayed in the exhibition? Ye Lian felt that he couldn't do it.

Moreover, the most important thing is that although Ye Lian faces Yan Bing every day, he is not so familiar with and understand her, and as an'artist' who must be inspired to paint, how can he devote his emotions What?

"Fool, the teacher was so smart when he taught me, how come I'm so stupid at this time." Bu Yao laughed sweetly when she saw a play, and at the same time stretched out her hand and clicked Ye Li's mouth: "The teacher only needs to paint a face. The portrait of the young lady is fine. It is best in the intimate period where only you can see the'landscape'. For other things, just use the teacher's usual paintings to offset it."

Bu Yao's suggestion is obvious, what is the intimate period, the ‘scenery’ that only Ye Li’an can see?

Ye Li'an's face froze for an instant, he gently pushed Bu Yao away from his arms, and said somewhat inconsiderately: "But, I haven't seen her..."

A flash of surprise flashed across Bu Yao's face. In seven years, the man in front of him hadn't had any relationship with that kind of beauty? !

Bu Yao didn't believe it, but she still asked from the side: "The teacher is before me, is there no one with Miss Yan?"

Ye Li'an's face collapsed, and if it weren't for the little girlfriend he loves now to ask this question, I'm afraid he would turn his face and not answer.

Facing Bu Yao's question, he only responded softly: "Well, I have been thinking about it after getting married."

Bu Yao almost laughed in her heart. No wonder Ye Li'an and Yan Bing had a bad relationship. For seven years, there was such a flowery girl under the same roof, but she was still sitting around, if it were her. , I'm afraid she can't stand it either.

However, Bu Yao naturally would not say this idea.

As soon as her eyes rolled, she had a plan in her heart.

Leaning to Ye Lian’s ear, Bu Yao whispered: “Teacher, even if you haven’t seen it before, you can still paint. If you don’t have inspiration, the teacher can use my body to paint. As for the face, just use Miss Yan’s. Up."

"In this way, even if Miss Yan denies that the painting is her at the time, we can also say that it is your illusion of her all the time, and we will only pay for the portrait at most." He clashed, and then laughed: "Maybe Miss Yan will buy your painting at a high price when she is moved. The teacher should not send her directly."

I have to say that under Bu Yao's many good persuasion, Ye Li'an was still moved.

Just like what Bu Yao said, Ye Lian believes that even if he really took Yan Bing’s fruit photos, it’s nothing but art. Everyone shouldn’t look at art works with colored glasses. Like many Quanguo works in the Bible, this is a noble act - and everything is actually to force Qin Wansha to stand up and face it, Ye Lian suddenly felt that Bu Yao's idea was right.

"Okay, then you will be solely responsible for being my model these few days." Ye Li'an said, his eyes filled with hope again, and he even smiled with relief when he looked at Bu Yao.

Bu Yao nodded shyly, and at the same time threw into Ye Li'an's arms again.

As for her heart, Bu Yao was mocking Ye Li'an's innocence.

When a woman’s body is exposed by her ex-boyfriend, whether it’s true or not, it will only irritate that woman—as for her, she only needs to find a chance to break away from the relationship with Ye Li'an, but she has to make money from it. A sum of money for his own'broken melons', as for what will happen to Ye Li'an in the end, this is nothing to do with her!

Once he had a plan, Ye Lian quickly went to prepare things-his drawing tools were all placed in the studio, but obviously, the appearance of his girlfriend's body is not suitable for display in a studio. , So Ye Lian decided to go to the studio and take the things back to paint.

Bu Yao, on the other hand, made other preparations in the apartment, such as taking off his clothes and putting on a background.

It was at this time that Bu Yao received a call.

"Hello, is it Ms. Bu Yao? My employer, Youbi Trading, would like to talk to you. When do you have time, we can make an appointment to sit elsewhere."

The voice on the phone was a very calm male voice, and obviously, Bu Yao didn't know this person.

"Who is your employer?" Bu Yao asked curiously.

"My employer's life is not convenient to disclose, but it is more related to Miss Yan Bing than the content of the transaction. I don't know if you are interested."

As the words on the other end of the phone passed into his ears, Bu Yao's eyes flashed a flash of light.