Chapter 888

Many things have changed from resistance at the beginning to take for granted now.

Xu Huanxi thought it was another frolic, obedient and cooperative.

However, after Chu Ru Si's kiss lightly falls on her lip, retreats.

She opened her eyes in confusion, but found that Chu had retreated with restraint, and Picked up the brush, seriously looking at her, seems to be looking at something.

Xu Huanxi Oh, it was for painting. I took off her clothes for such a serious reason. It's incredible.

But can you stop drawing this?

He looked at her so blankly that she was pink.

The shyness in her eyes overflowed: "can I get dressed?"

Chu looked at her kindly: "no, many oil paintings are like this."

She pulled the robe uneasily and trembled. She didn't dare to pull it up. Most of the time, truss followed her, but she was also afraid of truss's hooliganism. She couldn't cope with it: "but But I would be shy if you were like this. "

"You have promised to be my model. Models don't have the right to speak. I like this kind of thing very much." Chu Ru was so straightforward that he didn't retreat at all - he just wanted to paint this. No one else was qualified to paint. Only he could paint, and only he was worthy of treasure.

Xu Huanxi seldom goes back on what she has promised. That's what her ancestors taught her.

She had never tried this kind of thing. For a moment, she was at a loss. She seemed to be doing something wrong. She was very shy.

Chu adjusted the color, took a look at Xu Huanxi, gritted his teeth, and drew a picture. He saw Xu Huanxi and thought it was a temptation, so he couldn't calm down.

Xu Huanxi feels strange, since it is to change a way to shirk, the voice is coquetry: "so, it's winter, people feel cold."

Chu such as this quietly looking at Xu Huanxi, this goblin, say what is reasonable, this big winter, he really also loathe her so exposed outside.

In the end, she could only walk over with a black face and watch her clothes pull up: "it's cold. Let you go first. Next time, it won't be so lucky."

Although he really wants to paint, there must be a process of adaptation. He can't bear her being too embarrassed.

There will be a long time to come. He can draw whatever he wants.

Xu Huanxi put on her clothes and breathed a sigh of relief. She was led by the religion of her ancestors. She was graceful and introverted in the East. Now that Chu Ru was willing to let her go, she couldn't be better.

It's just

Chu said that there will be a next time. Well, next time Let's talk about it next time.

……

It was a quiet day.

It's really rare for two busy people to be idle at the same time.

Xu Huanxi sews her clothes needle by needle, and Chu Rushi outlines his little beauty.

The smell of turpentine wafts in the workplace, and the light and lingering music lingers in my ears.

As long as Xu Huanxi looks at her, she can see the man's attentive eyes falling on her, as if the whole world can only see her.

This feeling is very exciting.

It takes a long time to draw a good oil painting.

The two of them just stayed quiet and didn't talk.