Nick looked at her with a smile, "You can only say these words back and forth, not original at all."
Bella prepared for a long time, and uttered a harsh sentence, "You are perverted!"
"Yes, I'm perverted. So what?"
Bella stood up, but she was afraid that Nick would drag her hair again. She didn't stand too fast this time. After she got up, she put her hair together and then went out.
Going to the easel, she tied her hair into five braids and hanged it in front of her chest, lest Nick got another chance to grab her hair.
"Paint me!" Nick stood in front of her. "Paint me this afternoon."
Bella was about to speak. Nick pointed at Bryant on her drawing board. "Don't say that you are not used to holding paintbrushes, I think you held them well."
Bella’s eyes looking at Bryant were warm a
