Youth Painting Competition

Lu Ming touched his arm. He was disgusted by the word 'Sheng Sheng'.

His cousin was very cold. Usually, he would not say much to people who had nothing to do with him. When it came to women, he kept an extremely large distance from them. He thought that he would be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

He did not expect Qin Sheng to appear.

She was still a third-year high school student. Wasn't he like an old cow nibbling on young grass?

Lu Ming thought so, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He nodded and agreed with a smile.

Taking care of Qin Sheng wasn't a problem. On the contrary, he could get benefits from Fu Hanchuan.

He had been working on that top-notch computer for many years, but he still refused to give it to him. Lu Ming only agreed to take care of Qin Sheng in school, and he gave the computer to him.

It was as if a new continent had happened to Lu Ming. He had to cling tightly to Qin Sheng's thigh.