Chapter 594: Turning back to the shore: the dust finally settles 34
Xiao Xuanxuan said: "Auntie Ding, you have to teach me well and I will become better."
Ding Na smiled slightly and said: "Definitely"
Meng Ran, who stood aside with Yinzi and looked at the two of them coldly, felt sour in his heart.
For some reason, she always felt that Leng Zixuan and Ding Na were not just good friends.
Perhaps because of a woman’s strong sixth sense, she always suspected that there was something ambiguous between the two of them.
There must be something that Leng Zixuan is hiding from her, and these things are the best memories of Leng Zixuan, but she doesn't know
Leng Zixuan won’t tell her either
Yinzi looked at Ding Na, curled her lips, and said softly: "Sister, don't you think this woman who looks very pure and elegant, as if she doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, is very ambiguous with her brother-in-law?"
Meng Ran smiled faintly and said: "When we meet old classmates, and we haven't seen each other for many years, it's normal for us to be intimate."
On the surface, he was calm, but inside, he was filled with emotions and jealousy.
Yinzi said: "Sister, if you can be so indifferent, then I will talk too much."
Meng Ran said: "It's okay, we will handle our matters ourselves."
She wanted to see what they could do under such public scrutiny.
Seeing the two people's eyebrows flowing there, Yinzi couldn't help but walked forward, stood next to Xiao Xuanxuan, and said: "Baby, tell me, is it easy to learn to draw?"
Xiao Xuanxuan smiled and nodded, saying: "He is very eager to learn."
Yinzi smiled a little maliciously and said, "Then I want to learn from you, little mom."
Xiao Xuanxuan said: "Okay"
Yinzi picked up the pen, dipped it in bright red oil paint, drew a stroke on the paper, and said, "How are you, son?"
Xiao Xuanxuan didn't say anything. Although he only painted one stroke, he still messed up his painting.
Suddenly, Yinzi's hand waved so casually, and the closed oil paint flew directly to Dina's body, making her snow-white clothes dirty.
"Oh, Teacher Ding, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry. How about I pay for your clothes, cough cough cough."
Looking at Ding Na's pale face, Yinzi suppressed the joy in his heart and kept apologizing.