Ah Qing looked at her in disgust: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Siyue smiled more delicately and brilliantly: "Since they are all acquaintances, it's better to speak. I'll borrow this painting board for me, how about it?"

Of course A Qing didn't want to, and even felt that saying more to her was a waste of time.

She wasn't good at quarrels either, so she pursed her lips and was about to pack up and left.

I saw a few more people coming over there, including the newly arrived agent Xia Siyue.

"Si Yue." He shouted.

Xia Siyue's expression suddenly changed, becoming gentle and gentle, and she looked over: "Why are you here?"

The agent Weihai patted her on the shoulder and said nothing, stretched out his hand to Ah Qing: "Miss, we need to shoot, so please lend us the painting tools. I will pay you later. I'll pay you a reward?"

He blocked Xia Siyue's face and blocked most of her vision.

Therefore, she did not see the shock on Ah Qing's face when she saw Weihai.

It seems incredible how he got together with Xia Siyue.

Weihai blinked silently.

Ah Qing's eyes flashed slightly, and she coughed dryly: "Okay, okay."

She stood up.

Xia Siyue looked at her suspiciously. She was unhappy just now, so why did she suddenly cooperate like this?

When he thought about it, Weihai had just said that he could give money, but this person suddenly changed his attitude.

Xia Siyue's face suddenly felt a little contempt.

Weihai said, "If you don't mind, please continue to do this painting. Then we can use it together. Is it okay?"

Ah Qing pursed her lips and said calmly: "I originally wanted to draw it too, so you can wait a moment."

"Okay." Weihai smiled kindly.

He took Xia Siyue back together and discussed this matter with the people from the magazine.

Xia Siyue glanced at her mouth. This kind of poor spirit that was jealous of money was worthy of Xia Wanxin's friend.

The magazine's people quickly agreed, and even after the photographer was persuaded, he didn't say anything else.

Ah Qing finished paintings very quickly, and no one expected that she would draw so well.

It was a surprising surprise.

Finally, Ah Qing left, Xia Siyue sat in front of the easel, shouted again, held the paintbrush in his hand, and took a few pictures in the painting posture.

The photographer asked her to change her angles.

Although I was not very satisfied, I had already improved a lot and didn't say anything anymore.

After the shooting, Xia Siyue threw the paint plate on the ground, and paints of various colors were all covered.

She smiled at Ah Qing: "Oh, I'm so sorry, my hand slipped accidentally."

Ah Qing looked at Weihai and then looked at her: "It's okay."

She packed up her painting tools in a silence. After she cleaned up the garbage, she collected the money transferred by Weihai to her. She turned around and left.

Xia Siyue was sticking beside Weihai, and she was still complaining in a tender voice: "Why are you giving her so much? Her painting is worth so much."

Weihai let the woman's soft body press against his arm without avoiding it, and his voice was low: "Okay, don't make a fuss."

When Ah Qing walked onto the road, the first thing he did was to call Xia Wanxin.
Chapter completed!