"She's staying at the Chunfeng Hotel now, this is her business card, you can go downstairs and call her. ”

Huang Deqiang handed a business card to Han Dong.

Chunfeng Hotel is the most upscale hotel in Nanshan, built next to Nanhu Lake, with standard lake view rooms.

When Han Dong drove to the parking lot in front of the Chunfeng Hotel, it was exactly twelve o'clock at noon.

"Hello, is that Miss Lisa?"

Han Dong called the phone and said the first sentence, Han Dong regretted it, he actually forgot that he was communicating with a foreign woman, but Han Dong was not very proficient in English.

"Yes, you are Mr. Han Dong. ”

Soon a magnetic woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

The other party can speak Chinese, and Mandarin is very standard, Han Dong was immediately relieved.

"Hello, it's me, my teacher asked me to make a picture for you, is it convenient for you now. ”

"Convenient, I'm on the fourteenth floor, room three, please come up. ”

The phone hung up, Han Dong got into the elevator, and when he went upstairs, Han Dong was still thinking in his heart, this foreign woman is just opening a room, whether it is a business or a private matter, and she will make an appointment directly to the hotel room when she meets for the first time, isn't she afraid that she is a bad person, or does she wish Han Dong was a bad person?

Han Dong just knocked on the door, and the door was pulled open from the inside.

A woman in a tulle nightgown appeared in front of Han Dong's eyes.

Han Dong instantly sobered up a lot, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The other party is about 1.7 meters tall, blonde hair and blue eyes, the beautiful collarbone looms, the fabric of the nightdress is so white that it seems to be transparent, slightly reflective, like the wings of an angel, and the white and tender skin is looming, which is extremely sultry.

The hem of the nightdress is arc from low to high, elegantly slightly puffed, revealing a pair of beautiful legs as white and slender as jade, and the long golden hair like algae is scattered on the shoulders, as if it has just taken a shower, and the hair has not yet dried.

Han Dong was stunned in an instant.

A hint of pride appeared in the other party's beautiful eyes.

Han Dong was keenly aware of the change in the other party's eyes, and woke up in an instant.

When he was downstairs, he obviously called this woman, and the other party guessed that he was Han Dong at once, obviously, Huang Deqiang greeted her, but the other party was still dressed so casually, and even said that it was a little exposed, which was obviously intentional.

Is she trying to show off her beauty on her own?

Han Dong thought silently in his heart.

At this time, Lisa had already taken the initiative to extend her hand to Han Dong.

"Mr. Han Dong, I have seen your photos and think that you are handsome enough, but I didn't expect you to be more handsome. ”

"I'm so glad to see you. ”

Lisa's face was full of smiles.

"Miss Lisa, you've won the prize. ”

Han Dong shook hands with Lisa, and at the same time had a perfunctory smile on his face.

Damn, why does this line feel weird, is this being teased by her?

As a master of love, Han Dong has been in love for so long, and it is the first time that a woman has taken the initiative. 、

"Come on in. ”

Lisa let Han Dong into the room.

Han Dong had a feeling of door-to-door service in his heart.

Huang Deqiang shouldn't have sold himself as a duck, right?

It's a suite with a drawing board and a variety of paints on the balcony.

On the board is a half-finished painting, the content of which is the scenery outside the window

"The combination of movement and static, the layers are clear, it seems that Miss Lisa is also a master of calligraphy and painting. ”

Han Dong admired half-truthfully.

For ordinary people, Lisa's painting skills are naturally excellent, but for Han Dong, he is also a street artist, just a product rather than a work of art.

It's too rigid and doesn't feel lifelike.

Sweet words are always valid for women, no matter what country it is, Lisa's face is immediately full of joy.

"It's a pleasure to receive your compliment. ”

Lisa was still smiling as she spoke.

This woman's ten thousand styles, even a look in her eyes are full of lethality for a man, and Han Dong couldn't help but feel a little moved.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Han Dong hurriedly sat on the sofa and said to Lisa with a pillow.

"Miss Lisa, my master said you want me to make a picture for you, what are the materials?"

Han Dong wanted to solve the trouble in front of him as soon as possible, and left the hotel, if he continued to be alone with Lisa, there was a chance that he would not be able to control it, this big Yanma was really delicious.

"Hehe, you wait. ”

With that, Lisa walked into the bathroom.

Han Dong was stunned.

Could it be that the material was put in the bathroom?

"No, it won't. ”

A very bad feeling surged in Han Dong's heart.

"Mr. Han. ”

At this moment, the frosted glass door of the bathroom was opened, and Han Dong looked at Lisa standing at the door of the bathroom, and his nosebleed almost came out.

But today's Han Dong is a Qi Sect cultivator, and he has several character partners, he is no longer the little dick he was at the beginning, and he can still maintain his sanity in the face of such a scene.

"Miss Lisa, what are you doing here?"

Han Dong hurriedly turned his head to look out the window.

"Mr. Han, how can you draw without looking at me?"

Lisa giggled.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't your teacher tell you that I asked you to come just to paint a portrait of me? For this reason, I also gave him an invitation to participate in the Global Calligraphy and Painting Competition. ”

"What, fruit portrait?"

Han Dong was stunned, he had felt that something was wrong with this before, but he didn't expect Huang Deqiang to be so unreliable that he actually sold himself.

Although he said that he was not a loss, but this is also a good way to make himself mentally prepared?

"Mr. Han, you don't need to be nervous, in fact, in our West, it is very common for women to ask male painters to paint this kind of painting, you women, youth is only a few years, always leave some memorials, I believe you will not let me down, let's start." ”

With that, Lisa walked over from Han Dong and lay down on the sofa opposite Han Dong.

Han Dong looked at Lisa's serious appearance, took a deep breath, walked to the drawing board, and picked up the pen.

It was the first time that Han Dong had examined a woman so seriously.

Han Dong didn't let go of every inch of Lisa's skin.

This Caucasian person's skin is already very white, and Lisa is well maintained, which is almost the most beautiful body Han Dong has ever seen.

Being so scrutinized by a handsome guy like Han Dong, Lisa not only did not have the slightest shyness, but was a little proud.

Doesn't that prove that you are very attractive?

Otherwise, why did Han Dong look so carefully?

With such beautiful material, Han Dong doesn't want to destroy the heavens, and he also has selfish intentions and wants to appreciate some Lisa's body.

So Han Dong painted this painting for two hours, during which he deliberately changed Lisa's two postures with his own hands.

"Alright. ”

Han Dong separated the paintbrush, and Lisa heard that she didn't even have clothes on, so she ran to the drawing board excitedly.

The woman was so open that as she ran, the object was tossed around like a swing.

Han Dong secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Lisa just glanced at it and cried out in surprise.

"Oh my God, it's still a painting, it's more real than the camera, it's like it's coming to life. ”

"I'm going to keep this painting in good order, no, I'm going to use it for an exhibition, and I think I'm going to win a prize." ”

"Oh my God. ”

Lisa shouted excitedly.

Hearing Lisa say that she wanted to take out the painting for the exhibition, Han Dong muttered in his heart, this woman is crazy, she likes to let people see her body so much, but this situation is not uncommon in the West.

However, not to mention privacy, but to talk about artistry alone, Han Dong's painting is simply impeccable.

This is probably one of Han Dong's paintings of the highest level.

In the past, the paintings were all copied, but today this painting is a real thing, with Han Dong's temperament, mixed with Han Dong's own imagination, creativity, even the faint trace between the chopsticks and legs are painted vividly, every hair is so clear.

"I really didn't find the wrong person this time, Mr. Han, this painting is your masterpiece, so you can name it. ”

"Let's call it a pastry beauty. ”

"It's as tempting and delicious as Western food. ”

"Hehe, do you want to eat me?"

Lisa took the initiative to reach out and hook Han Dong's neck, and asked Han Dong with a smile.

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