"Gu Yu, what are you doing?" Song saw no worries, glaring at Gu Yu.

Gu Yu sneered disdainfully, "The correction of primary school students is also a design?"

"What happened to the pupils' corrections? You forgot that you also came from the primary school students." Song has no worries.

She is not distressed by her paintings, but her temperament is always a high-spirited one, regardless of the feelings of the other side, ruthlessly ruining the achievements of others.

"The pupils' corrections are not very good, but people of your age are still playing with the pupils' corrections. It is really naive." Gu Yu’s tone is full of disdain.

"My reputation has been so bad. Adding a lot of childishness is no problem. I am childish or willful. I don't need to take care of you."

"On your level, I want to go to work, and I am crazy."

......

In order to prove herself, Song Worry finally painted her imaginary costume.

She was very satisfied with the costume she had drawn, and she wanted to take it to Gu Yu.

But thinking of his irony and disdain last night, Song hesitated.

In his eyes, she is nothing, even if she feels that the clothes she has drawn can be, he may not be satisfied.

Maybe he will ridicule himself and attack himself.

Anyway, this game, you can sign up without relying on the company name, Song Wuzhan plans to sign up for the competition!

Instead of proving himself in front of Gu Yu, it is better to prove himself in front of everyone, she is not as bad as everyone imagined!

Locking the design draft into the drawer, Song Wushou washed his face and changed to a skirt bought yesterday, and went downstairs.

At this time, Gu Yu is not in the villa.

Today, why haven’t you gone yet?

Song Wushou supported the handrails and walked down step by step, faintly watching the man sitting on the sofa.

The man gracefully overlaps the slender legs, sitting lazily on the sand and looking at the magazine. I

His bodyguard Ade, standing behind him.

Even if you sit like this, it will spread a domineering spirit.

Song Wu worries and looks at him intently. Will he be the reincarnation of that negative heart?

Otherwise, how can it grow so similar?

Like feeling her eyes, Gu Yu looked up.

At the moment of colliding with his deep and sharp eyes, Song wandered awkwardly and quickly moved his eyes away.

Gu Yu looked at her in a big way and slightly picked up the beautiful eyebrows.

The light blue dress is worn on her and seems to line her skin.

The long, wide skirt is elegant and smooth, like a willow.

Waist, but not tight, showing her perfect body.

The simple style of the skirt can be worn by her.

Gu Yu’s deep sorrow reveals a glimpse of the light that he does not know.

His gaze glanced at the restless legs of Song.

Her walking posture seems to be very beautiful.

There is a picture like this in his mind:

She wore a vintage dress designed by Song Yuyue, wearing a golden plaque, and walking gracefully on the runway...

Song Wuxi saw him watching his own distraction, she glanced at him coolly, then went to the restaurant.

"Photograph this affair"." Gu Yu returned to God, regained his gaze and handed the magazine to Ade.

Love? !

Song has no worries, his back is violently stiff, and his footsteps are stopped.

She turned and looked at the magazine in Ade's hand. Seeing that Ade would close, she hurriedly said, "Can you show me?"