Chapter 132:

Art Life (5)
According to the agreement, Cui Yan let the school cancel the record of the raft, and he went to school normally. I thought about it, since he paid tuition, whether it was Wu Xiuyuan’s lesson, he should go on.
But every time in class, Wu Xiuyuan looked at his eyes, and he deliberately approached with guidance, which made him very uncomfortable. Therefore, he thought again, even if he didn't go to class, he would have the content of the meeting. He could also master the things he couldn't learn. He went to school to just graduate. After all, this is the wish of Muxi. However, in order not to continue to be disgusted by Wu Xiuyuan, he decided not to go to the decision of his class.
In the very important game that Muxi had to participate in, he re-painted a painting and handed it in, but this time he did not teach Wu Shuyuan's hand. He told Cui Yan about his going to the competition and told him that there was some contradiction with the teacher. He worried that the teacher would do it. Cui Yan directly arranged for the person to hand over his paintings to the judging office.
After going to class, he went outside the school gate. Cui Yan said that he would pick him up today, let him wait at the gate, and he will arrive soon.
"Hibiscus." Wu Xiuyuan chased it from behind.
I ignored it and continued to move forward, completely ignoring his existence.
"How have you not gone to my class in the past few days?" Wu Xiuyuan said as he walked and said, "I know that you are still angry with me, but the class is still going to go, otherwise it is your own, because you are angry with me." Isn't it too naive to go to class?"
Wu Xiuyuan saw him ignore him and continued. "I know that I am wrong. You don't forgive me now. It doesn't matter, but learning is learning. You are so hard to stay in school, not just to learn. If you have time now, I will give you a counseling alone to help you fill in the missing lessons for these few days?"
He simply doesn't want to pay attention to him. He is the kind of person, the more he cares about him, the more he is motivated, and the best way to treat him is to ignore his existence.
When I got to the door, I didn’t see Cui Yan’s car. I looked at the time and thought that he should be almost there. He stood on the side and waited.
"Wood, where are you going? I will drive you to go. After you moved out of Su Mo, what place do you live now?" Wu Xiuyuan doesn't seem to care about him at all, he does not stop, he says Make up his mind to follow him and know where he lives now, he has the opportunity to come to the door.
"teacher."
Wu Xiuyuan turned back and saw that Su Mo was standing behind them and looking at them. He immediately looked at the reaction and found that he had no reaction. In the face of such a situation, he still felt a little embarrassed.
Su Mo saw his embarrassment, but there was no plan to leave. If he wanted to leave, he would not call him at the beginning.
Wu Xiuyuan looked back at Su Mo again, saw his expression grievances, tears in his eyes, and his heart immediately could not bear it. He thought carefully over the past few days and felt that he still liked more rafts. After all, the hibiscus looked better than Su, and he was more clean and pure than he looked. Since Su Mo can seduce himself, who knows if he will seduce others, and the solitude and arrogance of the singer is definitely not going to do such a thing.
When I saw Cui Yan’s car coming, I walked two steps forward. After his car stopped, he opened the door and sat in. When Wu Xiuyuan and Su Mo had not returned, the car had already opened. gone.
Wu Xiuyuan was staring at the direction in which the car had gone. There was still a reaction. Although he did not see who the driver was, the one who could drive the car was definitely a rich man.
Su Mo went to Wu Xiuyuan's side and said, "It seems that after the raft has moved out of me, it is related to the rich people. Also, with his appearance, there must be someone who is willing to pay a big price for him."
Although Su Mo did not say that he was given up by the people, the meaning in the words is very obvious. Wu Xiuyuan naturally listened.
Wu Xiuyuan clenched his fist tightly and his face became very ugly. He wanted to convince himself not to believe what Su Mo said, but couldn't help but think about it.
"Maybe it’s just an acquaintance, don’t be too embarrassed to think of others.
Wu Xiuyuan did not know what he said to himself or to Su Mo.
"My friend who has been with Mudu for so long, he told me everything, but never mentioned that he has such a rich friend." Su Mo said on the surface, but his heart was very disdainful. .
Wu Xiuyuan tried to calm himself down and turned to go back to school.
Su Mo immediately grabbed Wu Xiuyuan’s hand "teacher!"
Wu Xiuyuan quickly opened his hand and then looked around to see if they were watching them. This is the gate of the school. If other students or teachers see them pulling, the impact is very bad.
Su Mo was not careless when he opened it. It was really bad for the teacher and the student to pull at the school gate. He said in a polite voice, "Teacher, are you going to visit me today? I have something to say to you."
"There is something that can be said at school." Wu Xiuyuan said.
Su Mo was a little closer, and the soft language said, "Although I miss you very much, I have not slept well during this time. I hope that you can hug me. But I really have something important to tell you at school. It is inconvenient to say these things."
Wu Xiuyuan was silent. He just said that he would never meet with Su Mo privately, but now his heart has begun to waver.
"Teacher, don't you hate that I hate to be unwilling to get along with me alone?" Su Mo's tone of sadness, eyes sorrow looking at Wu Xiuyuan, a pair of seemingly crying.
"Let's go, go to you." Wu Xiuyuan finally failed to resist Su Mo's request and went to his residence with him.
Cui Yan handed the tablet to 璟旸 "This is after several rounds of selection, picking out relatively good paintings, your deputy light, and your classmate's kindness, the highest award may be very Big."
璟旸 Slide the tablet and look at the few paintings inside, all of which are quite good works. It is a very authoritative national competition, without the shady scenes of small competitions and privately funded competitions. Cui Yan was able to get the news because his mother abroad was also one of the judges. These paintings were sent to her mother. In the past few days, his mother returned to China to participate in the final selection.
"If I tell you that in addition to this holy light, the idea and inspiration of this painting named Ci'en is originally mine. Do you believe it?" He turned to look at his question.
"Oh?" His words made Cui Yan feel a little surprised "What happened?"
"My classmates and friends, that is, the person who painted this picture, originally lived together. He used to plagiarize my inspiration many times before, but I didn't care. This time he copied me directly. Good painting, and took the competition. I just ruined his painting, and the school gave it to me."
"So you moved out?" Cui Yan asked.
"Yes," he said.
"Aside from the paintings you paint yourself, do you have other evidence that he can plagiarize your work? For example, prove that you drafted the draft of the painting before him." Cui Yan thought, if he had no evidence. This is a bit difficult to do.
"I have evidence. I am very straightforward to prove that he is copying the evidence of my painting, but I don't want to take it out now. After the game is over, I will come up with evidence at the most right time. Then you have to help me, let The school is openly and seriously handling this matter, otherwise it will most likely be suppressed by his people."
Cui Yan turned to look at him and smiled and said, "Know it."
To Cui Yan's residence, he went to his room to take a shower, then went to the studio in a bathrobe.
He was about to take off his bathrobe, and Cui Yan walked behind him and said, "I am coming."
I wanted to say that I had to take off my bathrobe. I had any help, but he did not stop it or refused. Let Cui Yan slowly help him take off his bathrobe.
Cui Yan threw the bathrobe on the chair next to her, holding the palm of her hand on her shoulder and slowly stroking his arm.
At first, he didn't say anything, and he didn't want to resist. He touched his arm. He can still tolerate it. But when he touched the place more and more, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pushed his hand away, but he was hugged tightly from behind.
Cui Yan gathered her arms, buried her face in the neck of her neck, and took a deep breath to smell the smell of his body. He is now in a rush, presses the man in his arms under his body and kisses him all over the body, and then loves him so much, but he is worried that he does not want to, he can't control himself too much, and will scare him. It will also hurt him.
I felt the hot breath on my neck, the body began to heat up and burned up, and there was a feeling of surging, but he told himself to be reserved and to be reserved.
"I said, I only sell art, not for sale." He also has a feeling of affection, although this body is not used to it, but his soul has long been used to blending with this person. He said something to refuse, but he was also very eager to be loved.
Cui Yan slammed the slap, and thought he was going to act, and thought about whether or not to refuse. However, after Cui Yan put him on the sofa and put it on, he looked at him in addition to his body, and then kept stroking his face.
He looked at him for a while, feeling that his eyes seemed to burn a raging flame, burning his soul. He couldn't bear his gaze and didn't dare to look at him again, turning his head to one side.
"Thirsty?" Cui Yan suddenly asked.
After a moment of sighing, he was asked by this and found that he was really a bit dry, and nodded.
Cui Yan got up and went out. He was lying on the sofa bed, his fingers rubbing against the blanket under his body, and the skin exposed to the air was more sensitive than when he was wearing clothes.
I thought that Cui Yan was going to pour himself into the water. I didn't expect him to come in with a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses. The intention to get drunk is too obvious.
Cui Yan went to a glass of wine, shook it in his hand, and then handed it to the front of the donkey. "Drink?"
He sat up, looked at him, looked at the glass of wine, and reached for the wine. Cui Yan retracted the glass.
"Are you sure you want to drink?" Cui Yan asked seriously.
"I am thirsty. If you don't want me to drink this, just pour me a glass of water." Hey, I can do everything.
"Drinking this can also quench your thirst." Cui Yan handed him the glass again.
"I have a good amount of alcohol, you can't stop getting drunk." I took the glass and drank it.
Cui Yan gave him another "Oh? When I first saw you, you couldn't walk the direct drunk, and fell directly in front of my car."
"That was an accident. I was taken out of medicine." The second cup began to taste slowly. This wine is really good. Although Cui Yan’s motives are bad, it’s still not in the wine. Put something else, or you will spoil the wine.
Cui Yan also gave himself a cup. "How is this wine?"
"Good to drink." After drinking a cup, he handed the cup to Cui Yan and let himself fall.
Drinking a cup and a cup of wine, a bottle of red wine soon bottomed out, and his head began to faint. He doesn't have the energy to drink so much, no wonder he wants to drink this red wine for himself. However, although he knows what kind of idea Cui Yan is doing, he has not turned on the system to resist drunkenness, so he let himself fall into a stun, because after drinking this wine, he also wants it more.
Seeing that his body was shaking a little, Cui Yan held his waist, but the wine he was drinking still shook out the glass and ran down the corner of his mouth.
Cui Yan took the glass in his hand and lifted his chin. "Drunk? Small alcoholic."
He grabbed his neck and kissed his mouth, but he was on his face because his eyes were not aligned.
Cui Yan's hand held his head, holding his lips and sucking hard. The tongue stuck into his mouth and teased his tongue, sucking the sweet smell of his mouth, and then ran down his mouth from the mouth of his wine. Traces, slowly kiss down.
"Well~" The head of the cockroach raised, and the neck showed a beautiful arc. He felt that the lower abdomen was hot and very empty. The fingers were inserted into Cui Yan’s hair and told him by his physical actions that he wanted more. .
"Baby, know what I am going to do next?" Cui Yan asked with a sly face before the rational collapse.
"I want to..." He raised his foot and rubbed against Cui Yan's body.
Cui Yan said with a smile, "Okay, this will satisfy you."
Cui Yan put the cockroach flat and saw his eyes fascinating, and the heartbeat could not help but accelerate. The wide palms walked up and down his body, feeling the smooth touch that he couldn't put down.
Cui Yan kissed his flat and soft belly, and then, going down, it was a long-standing coveted, very popular...
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