618: C618 Your Taste Is Really Bland

C618 Your Taste Is Really Bland

"Are you really going to be a human model? How can you be so depraved? "

Ye Er rubbed her forehead and looked at the boy who was inexplicably angry, "Depraved? Then the fruits drawn by your school are all depraved?"

"That's different!"

"How is it different? Isn't it all art?"

"You don't look like art, it's not appropriate!"

Ye Er saw that the boy was roaring at her with his face red. It turned out that such a good-tempered boy would not be able to tolerate her vulgarity. She could not help but feel lonely and sighed. "Am I that bad? Not beautiful. Even if you want to paint it beautifully, it is not suitable at all?"

. . .

The afternoon sun was scorching hot. When it shone through the French windows of a five-star hotel, it was somewhat lingering.

The girl looked at the sunlight on the ground. Her eyelashes were curled up like a small brush dipped in gold powder. Her long, curly blonde hair was combed to the left, revealing the perfect side profile on the right side.

Her arms were bent over the European sofa, and her fair arms were placed in front of her chest. However, it also revealed a bit of an alluring garden and a smooth back. Her waist was curved upwards, and the curve was really attractive. There was a thin veil covering her perky butt, which made people want to tear the veil off.

The room was so quiet that one could hear the sound of an hourglass. The boy stood two meters away from the sofa with a drawing board in front of him. He occasionally looked up at the model on the sofa, then he drew his pen and rubbed it. His movements were smooth and smooth, and he was focused and elegant.

The girl on the paper not only had a pretty face and a seductive figure, but also a pair of legs that were kicking back and playing seemed cute and playful.

Ye Er did not feel any pressure because her painter's eyes were too clean. You could not see anything other than the paint in his eyes. The boy would help her draw, which was out of her expectations. Because she always felt that they weren't from the same world, that she was filthy and filthy. . . But he was pure and unblemished, and let him draw her. She was even afraid of dirtying him.

However, she was afraid that she would get dirtier and dirtier in the future. Before she got completely dirtied, she would save one for herself. Think about it. Who wouldn't want to keep something that was considered beautiful?

Time did not stop, but the things that she did would end. Ye Er put on her clothes and looked at the painting that was still stuck on the drawing board. Just as she was about to reach out to touch it.

But the boy grabbed her hand and shook it away. "I didn't do it. Why should I touch it?"

"Ah? Then what should we do? How can I take it away? "

The boy did not look at the painting, nor did he look at Ye Er. He put away the brush and paint and put them into the tool bag. " Take it away? Wait till I finish framing them before you come and get them. "

"Alright then. I will go to Wutong Street to look for you in a few days. "

The boy kept his head down as he busied himself with his own matters, "Okay. You can leave first. I'll wait until this painting is done before I leave. Don't draw for nothing. "

"Then I'll have to trouble you. " Ye Er felt a little guilty. She felt that it was because she had known the boy for a long time and had taken advantage of him. "Well, when I take the painting, I will return the money you gave me for the room you booked today. "

"No need. I will count it in the painting. Why aren't you leaving?"

"Oh. "

After the boy heard the door close with a click, he raised his head and looked at the tightly shut door. Suddenly, he collapsed to the ground and laid down on the thick and soft carpet. His dark eyelashes hung on his eyes and belly, blocking all the emotions in his eyes as he exhaled loudly.

He reached out to cover his chest and frowned. He kept jumping up and down. The crazy rhythm of his heart was a stranger he had never seen before.

It was as if the powerful sound in his ears was coming from someone else's chest and into his drum.

City Government AA Office Building

In Deputy mayor's office, Secretary Liu Cheng was reviewing Jiang Zhao's schedule. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he wanted to go and take a look, but the person seemed to have a lot of face. He directly locked the door and entered the office.

When he saw Qin Feiyan, Liu Cheng smiled helplessly. "Hello, Chairman Qin. "

Qin Feiyan seemed to be quite familiar with Liu Cheng. "How many times have I told you? Don't call me Chairman Qin. Call me Feiyan, Childe Yan, Chairman Qin, and Chairman Qin. You can call me Chairman Qin, but don't call me Chairman Qin. "

Liu Cheng shrugged. "It's the same. " After saying that, he went to pour Qin Feiyan a cup of tea. Then, he left the office and closed the door.0

Qin Feiyan took off his suit, turned around, and hung it on the hanger. There was an innocent smile on his monstrous face. "Brother, look at what Liu Cheng said. How can it be the same? I'm so dedicated to one thing, and I'm not a romantic. "

"Haha. " Jiang Zhao could not help but stop writing. He looked at Qin Feiyan and put his elbows on the office table. "Feiyan, when are you going to show your good friend to me?"

Qin Feiyan walked to Jiang Zhao's desk and sat down on it. "After all, my sacred love is not the mainstream. For the sake of my brother's future, I think it's better to have an underground relationship. "

Jiang Zhao stood up and bent over to slap Qin Feiyan's butt. "I think it would be better to put your butt on the chair in front of you. "

Qin Feiyan stood up and turned around to sit on the chair. He sighed and said, "You only know how to bully the good people. Really. . . "

Jiang Zhao did not bother with him. He continued to flip through the dossier seriously, "What are you doing here?"

"Brother, what are you and Yichen quarreling about?"

"Nothing. "

Qin Feiyan was a fox to begin with. When he heard Zhuang Yichen nod his head, he could not hear the end of it. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he started to argue blindly, "For a woman, there is no need for that. "

Jiang Zhao raised his head, looked at Qin Feiyan's eyes, and then lowered his head, "What a mess. "

Based on Qin Feiyan's intuition, he should have some connections. He put on the posture of mediating a fight and said, "Actually, there's no need. It's just a woman. Brother, you really. . . We are brothers. We have broken our relationship because of a woman. "

Jiang Zhao said," This is not a woman's problem. "

Qin Feiyan was at his wit's end. Was it really that difficult to get information out of someone? "Brother, you are a little older than Yichen. Why don't you just let him have his way?"

Jiang Zhao licked his lips. "This is not a woman's problem. This is a problem that involves the initiative. "

Qin Feiyan dared to say that it was definitely for a woman, but he did not know what it was for. He was so anxious that he was scratching his heart. He did not dare to say too much, afraid that he would say one or two more words.

Jiang Zhao did not know what Qin Feiyan was thinking. He asked, "You are very free?"

"I miss you. " Qin Feiyan said casually.

Jiang Zhao put the signed document in the file bag in front of him. He wrapped the white cotton wire around it and put it on the left side. "Oh, you know, I like women. "

Qin Feiyan curled his lips and said. "Even if you like men, I don't want to mess with them. Lun, my taste is not that bad. "

Jiang Zhao picked up another file bag from his right hand. He untied it and took out the document. He glanced at Qin Feiyan and said, "Your taste is really light. Our family has the lightest taste. "

"Of course. I don't even put salt in my food. "

Jiang Zhao couldn't help but laugh. In Haicheng, only Qin Feiyan dared to say that he was gay. He never felt that he was a disgrace to his grandfather. "Yes, not only did you not put salt in your food, but you also saved the fire. You just ate it raw. "

"Miss Zeng, you're here?"

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