Chapter 89

This must be the most beautiful male face Cheng Liyue has ever painted.

Cheng Liyue's eyes are deep, bright and burning. If she looks at him more, she will be sucked in. Cheng Liyue doesn't dare to look at him more. She pretends to check the tools on the desk.

And the man's strong aura is hard to ignore. At the moment, although he is quiet, he seems to be the emperor in the dark, exuding a silent but frightening atmosphere.

"Don't move. I'm going to start painting." Cheng Liyue said to the man opposite.

Gong Yexiao a sexy thin lips slightly up, eyes blurred in all attractive breath, full of show his masculine style.

Cheng Liyue stares at his resolute and cold facial lines, holds the pen with her slim fingers, as if she has a spirit. The inch by inch facial outline of Gong Yexiao is shown in her pen from light to strong.

Cheng Liyue's writing is not as crisp as before. The main reason is that the man's eyes are too distracting for her. His eyes are like two ancient pools. They are unfathomable, but they are hidden in the swirling nest. When you look in them, you feel like your soul is going to be sucked away.

Cheng Liyue feels a little feverish. She doesn't know whether it's because she is under too much pressure from this man, or because she doesn't have enough concentration today, which makes her heart a little upset. Her long hair was originally slouched behind her head. At this moment, she wants to find a rubber band, but she can't find it for a moment.

I had to pick up a pencil and put my long black hair on the back of my head, just like the ancient women's hair. A few strands of hair fall on my ear, which makes me sexy.

The man on the opposite side looked at the scene. He rolled a few times at the Adam's apple. Who was luring whom?

After curling up her hair, Cheng Liyue continues to stare at the man opposite. Her hands are very careful. She is afraid that she will draw the man askew, but this face is too beautiful. If she draws askew, can she still get money tomorrow?

Ah! She's in the money tonight.

For money, Cheng Liyue decided to paint well.

She abandoned all the distractions and drew the man in front of her as if he were a person who usually painted on the street. In fact, the lines of the man's face are smooth and neat. It should not be difficult to draw, but the most perfect thing is the most difficult to draw.

a row of thick curly eyelashes slowly blinking, and the narrow eyelid with his Eyeliner makes his eyes almost dead.

Any woman can't resist his ten second charm, but the woman in front of him can still draw, which makes Gong Yexiao a little speechless. Is his handsome in her eyes really invisible?

"Have a glass of water!" Cheng Liyue suddenly decided to stop because she was thirsty.

Palace night Xiao smell speech, swirl nest dangerous and deep black eyes, across a touch of smile is not easy to check, thirsty? Is it because of him?

Cheng Liyue poured a cup for him thoughtfully. She came over and handed it to him. "You're tired too. Get up and have a rest!"

It's not too late now. At 10:30, Gong Yexiao stood up and didn't go to see how her painting was. Instead, he leaned lazily in front of the French window and gazed at her with a pair of eyes. From her curled hair to her slender white neck, and then slowly to her delicate clavicle, as well as her perfectly shaped chest in her shirt.

There was a green light in his eyes, just like a wild animal in the forest, who had a full interest in his prey.

Cheng Liyue is drinking water, see his a pair of eyes not honest, stare in the past.

Gong Yexiao finished drinking the water, handed her the cup, and continued to keep the sitting posture just now, looking at the woman sitting opposite with a dim look in her eyes.

As soon as Cheng Liyue looked up, their eyes crossed under the yellow crystal light.

The charm of men.

A woman's slight panic.

In the quiet atmosphere, I don't know who is breathing. Cheng Liyue lowers her head. A trace of sweat appears on Xiubai's nose. She swallows and starts painting.

Although the man's eyes are charming, they are absolutely strong, hot and dangerous.

As time goes by, in the quiet living room, Gong Yexiao's eyes are tirelessly staring at the woman painting opposite him, and Cheng Liyue carefully draws him. Cheng Liyue enters a serious working state, which is actually charming enough.

Her eyes are as clear as water, smart and attractive. When she looks at a person, she is not as aggressive as silk. On the contrary, she makes people feel like a spring breeze and is willing to be gazed at by these eyes for a long time.

At the moment, Gong Yexiao has such an idea. He hopes to be gazed at by these eyes all his life.

Never had a woman let him have such an urgent and firm idea.

This woman did it.

It took three hours for a portrait to appear on the paper. Cheng Liyue was relieved at the moment when she received the pen. She said to the man opposite, "draw it, you can get up.""Let me see." Gong Yexiao stands up from the chair and walks towards her. Cheng Liyue is sitting on the sofa, and Gong Yexiao directly sits beside her, leaning close to her.

Gong Yexiao's eyes fell on her portrait, and she was secretly amazed at the woman's painting skills. As expected, she had made his charm and elegant demeanor ten percent. Could it be regarded as that she had taken him to heart? Otherwise, how could it be so similar without paying attention to him?

When Gong Yexiao was looking at the painting, unconsciously, his face was close to the distance of only half a palm. She vaguely heard the masculine breath of a man on him, and some of it penetrated into her breath, which made her whole body nervous.

He doesn't have to be so close.

"It's a good painting. I like it very much." Gong Yexiao made a statement.

Cheng Liyue's pretty face turned white and red. When he said this, his sexy thin lips were very close to her ears, and his voice was very low.

Cheng Liyue's ears and face are feverish.

"I wish you liked it. It's late. See you tomorrow." Cheng Liyue pretends to be cleaning up her brush. Then she thinks that there is still a pencil in her hair. She immediately reaches for it. In an instant, her black hair falls down like silk.

A few silk glided across the man's face, and the man's dark eyes, like splashing ink, suddenly became black and dangerous. It seems that this woman always has a way to provoke his desire.

Cheng Liyue finished cleaning up, took down the painting and handed it to him, "Nuo, your, put it away."

Gong Yexiao holds the painting in his hand, and is savoring it carefully.

"I hope you can get the money ready tomorrow morning," she said

Gong Yexiao immediately poured down like a basin of cold water. Is this woman painting him so well just for the money?

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