The President's Forced Love

"Oh, then I'll call you Teacher Gao."

kindness?Gauguin raised his eyebrows. He thought that this kind of little girl would like to call a man brother the most.

"You don't call me Brother Gao?"

Ye Li's expression was as ugly as if she had eaten mustard. If she hadn't been concerned about the knife in his pocket, she would have rolled her eyes at him.

Why should I call you big brother?Is this man sick?

"Hehe, sorry, I don't have the habit of calling strange men big brother."

After finishing speaking indifferently, Ye Li turned around and tried to concentrate on drawing a cube.

The simple lines still couldn't help herself, so she quickly finished drawing and looked at Gauguin.

Gauguin frowned, "No, redraw, pay attention to the direction of the light source."

So, Ye Li drew a cube in the morning, from being full of confidence at the beginning to being frustrated, and finally stopped drawing lines in frustration.

Is she really that bad at drawing?

Gauguin folded his arms and looked at the ink painting on the wall. When he turned around, he saw Ye Li with drooping shoulders, "Want to give up? Painting is like this over and over again. If you can't persist, give up as soon as possible. Save money." Waste each other's time."

Furious, Ye Li turned around abruptly, Qingli's guest's face was full of anger, "I'll take a break, who said I'm going to give up!"

Really, what kind of teacher is this!It doesn't matter if you don't teach it, and you still beat people all the time.

Give up as soon as possible, give up as soon as possible, how many times has he said this sentence!
Gauguin was stunned for a second, then shrugged, "Okay, tomorrow I will see a drawing that satisfies me." After finishing speaking, he pretended to be aggressive, "Otherwise, even if it is Fu Shao, I will not condescend to teach is you."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the studio, his pace was a little hasty, in Ye Li's view, it was a sign that he disliked himself.

She pursed her mouth aggrievedly, looking at the sketches stacked high on the ground, her tears dripped down and wet the well-drawn cube in the middle.

"If you don't teach, you don't teach," she sobbed, continuing to draw lines with her brush.

Gauguin: Before the boss goes home, hurry up and slip away.

But when he just walked out of the door, he saw his boss's exclusive car driving towards this side, he quickly dodged to the side and watched the car stop smoothly.

Fu Lin, who was wearing a black windbreaker, came down with a cold and arrogant look on his handsome face.

He glanced coldly at the place where Gauguin was hiding, and walked towards the villa with his long legs.

That glance seemed to carry endless coercion. Thinking of the whip, cold sweat broke out on Gauguin's forehead.

That was not an ordinary whip, it was a whip with barbs, and a whip could pull up a piece of blood dripping flesh.

After the beating, pour a bucket of chili water on the back, it is so sour, I can cry just thinking about it.

Watching Fu Lin's back disappear, Gauguin quickly ran out from behind the pillar, got into his little Cayenne, and fled this place as if fleeing for his life.

Although the villa is in the community, it is still surrounded by mountains and rivers.However, this mountain is a rockery, and this water is just an artificial pool.

There are a few water lilies in the pond, and a few koi just jumped out of the pond, with a long string of water droplets on their tails, which seems to be still shining.

Fu Lin stayed in the pool for a while in a good mood, and then walked into the house.

In the studio, Ye Li was still sobbing and drawing lines. After finishing one drawing, she felt that it was almost the same as the last one. She felt that Gauguin would definitely not be satisfied, so she dropped it again and started drawing again.

When Fu Lin walked into the studio, what she saw was the scene of her leaning slightly, concentrating on drawing on the drawing paper.

There were still drops of water on the long and thick eyelashes. Fu Lin suddenly remembered the blooming purple water lily that he saw just now. It was delicate and could arouse a man's natural desire for protection.

Quietly waiting at the door until she finished painting, he picked up his pace and walked in.

Hearing the familiar sound of steady footsteps, Ye Li turned around happily. After seeing Fu Lin, she felt the grievance in her heart gushing out again, and the tears that had just stopped bursting out uncontrollably.

"Fu, Fu Lin." She opened her arms to him, asking Fu Lin to hug her.

Fu Lin's heart softened, and he hugged her as he wished, and even lifted her onto his lap with a single force.

"Why are you crying? Gauguin killed you?"

Ye Li snuggled into his solid chest, shook her head and sobbed, "No, because I haven't been able to draw well, and I'm afraid of embarrassing you."

Touching her head paused, Fu Lin held her face in his hands, kissed her forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you can't draw well."

Ye Li remained silent, lay in his arms for a while, and then proposed to continue painting.

Fu Lin held her limp little hand, "Take a rest, and then continue painting in the afternoon."

Ye Li glanced at the sketches stacked high on the ground, and nodded.

Yimei's painting is useless, I really need to reflect on it.

Seeing her nodding, Fu Lin led her to the dining room. The table was already filled with delicacies of good color and fragrance, and the aroma immediately hooked the gluttons in her stomach.

Ye Li rubbed her belly in embarrassment, just now she felt that she would not be able to eat if she had no appetite, but now she only felt that she could eat a cow.

"Have you finished your visit today?" Fu Lin suddenly said while holding chopsticks and preparing to pick up some food.

His black eyes were deep, and he stared at Ye Li opposite him intently.

Ye Li raised her head and looked at him in a daze, and it took a while to realize what he said.

She nodded honestly, then continued to look at him questioningly.

"I'm fine this afternoon. I'll teach you how to swim."

Learning to swim, Ye Li frowned in embarrassment, "But I still want to draw."

Fu Lin, "I will draw again at night."

Seeing his irresistible attitude, Ye Li curled her lips and gave an obedient oh.It doesn't matter who asked me to continue painting in the afternoon just now.

"Is the company not busy recently?"

Fu Lin, "I'm not busy, I'll take you out to play in a few days."

Stars immediately appeared in her eyes, and Ye Li raised the corners of her mouth happily, "Okay, okay." After she finished speaking, she remembered her homework, and then pursed her mouth again, "But I have to wait until I finish drawing this cube."

Although Fu Lin said that, he still couldn't embarrass him.

Inviting Gauguin to himself, he must have spent a lot of thought.Even if she is hurt by Gauguin every day, she must persevere.

Thinking of this, she immediately became full of confidence, and she started to eat quickly.

After the meal, she drank the nourishing soup happily, when she heard Fu Lin suddenly say, "Play a few games with you, and then go swimming."

"Cough, cough, cough" Ye Li forcefully put down the bowl in her hand, clutching her chest and coughing so loudly that her little face was flushed red.

Damn, President, can you squeak before you speak.

Just play a few games with me first, can you play?