Chapter 457 You Are My Fingertip Starlight

That rotten football was so deep in Li Che's memory that he couldn't concentrate all morning. He thought that his head was not as strong as that football.

Therefore, he only dared to arrange these threatening words in his heart.

Yan Ge finished the food in his mouth, then raised his head and smiled softly at him.

When she smiled, her brows and eyes were curved, and there was a shallow dimple on one of her cheeks.

It's really beautiful.

But now, whenever he sees Yan Gexiao, Li Che has to weigh it in his heart.

Touching the ticket in his pocket, Li Che plucked up his courage and said to Yan Ge again: "Huanhuan, you can watch my game this afternoon, anyway, you don't have class this afternoon, I have free tickets, if you don't watch it, it's a waste gone."

Yan Ge shook his head, then smiled at him apologetically, and continued to eat with his head down.

Li Che: ...

Well, you have to be a little patient when chasing girls.

He wasn't in a hurry at all, he still had a lot of time anyway.

By the time school was over, Yan Ge's arm had completely subsided.

The medicine she was carrying in her hand was thrown on the seat under the bus sign when she got off the bus, and then she went home.

The host's parents hadn't left work yet, so Yange followed the example of the host, rolled up his sleeves and stewed rice in the kitchen, cut up the vegetables to be fried, and waited for Li's mother to cook after get off work.

The host has no talent in cooking, let alone Yange, the dishes she cooks are good enough to eat, and even the rice is sometimes soft and sometimes hard.

It was Li's mother who thought of a way. Every time before going to work, she put the rice and water in a pot together, and Yan Ge only needed to turn on the switch when she got home.

Speaking of which, these appliances at home are considered old and have not been replaced for a long time.

The art of the host is a very expensive major, but no matter what the host needs, Li's mother and Li's father will try their best to meet it, and even bought a commercial house for the host early, so that when they die of old age, the host can rely on it even if they don't go to work. Live on rent.

Father Li and Mother Li really arranged everything for the host in the future.

Yan Ge felt that he could actually learn to do something. To be honest, it’s really hard to find a job after graduating from a major in fine arts, especially as a host who can’t speak. Even if he did find a job, Father Li’s Mother Li is definitely not at ease.

But what to do.

Yan Ge, who was sitting on the bed, held the electronic drawing board and meditated.

At this moment, the phone rang, and it was Li Che's voice: Huanhuan, are you really going to help me paint a mural in the house? I am paid, and I invite you very seriously. I have seen your paintings. To be honest, I don’t understand art, but I like your color schemes very much. They feel very bright. I like them very much at the first sight.

The host likes things with strong colors, and her paintings are also good at this aspect.

Yan Ge thought for a while, and replied: I'm still a student, and I can't draw well.

Li Che: I heard people say that you have been drawing since you were a child, and you won many drawing awards in junior high school and high school. Although I am still a child, you can't deceive me like that.

Yan Ge: Oh, the main reason is that I don't want to paint. I wanted to save you some face. Since you can't understand my words, I can only tell the truth.

Li Che: o(╥﹏╥)o

Li Che: Why don't you want to paint?

Yange: No challenge.

Li Che: ...

This girl, can he still change her speaking pattern? He didn't want her to tell the truth at all.