Chapter Forty-Eight: The Warm Depths

After driving for a long time, Jiang Yixuan wrapped in a camel-colored blanket and slept in the co-pilot. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info she intended to sleep, but she was afraid that she would guess it on the way, so even if she woke up, she closed her eyes.

When the car stopped, Jiang Yixuan opened her eyes with a little disguise.

It's actually the seaside...... Although it was almost four o'clock in the morning, the sky was already bright, the blue sea was like a lotus, the microwave was rippling, and although there were ups and downs of wind and waves, it really made people feel happy.

"You actually took me to the beach." Jiang Yixuan was a little surprised.

Yan Bingchen continued to look at Jiang Yixuan with surprise but deep eyes, smiling slightly, but silent.

He got out of the car in a mysterious way......

Jiang Yixuan's heart was rippling, she took off the blanket and got out of the car.

"Don't take the blanket off yet, it's cold, go back and put it on." Yan Bingchen was a little blamed.

Jiang Yixuan not only did not go back, but also took off her shoes and stepped on the sandy and hard sand with her bare feet.

"I'm not afraid of the cold, and this is also physical training since childhood." Saying that, Jiang Yixuan raised the sand at Yan Bingchen with her feet, and said with a smile: "It's love that makes me fall, otherwise I'm not squeamish at all if I swim in cold water and do some extreme sports." ”

Yan Bingchen's misty pupils looked at Jiang Yixuan meaningfully, which made him extraordinarily sexy, especially the slight movement of his lips, he seemed to be planning to outline......

"What the hell are you bringing me here for? I thought it was to watch the sunrise, but I thought I had missed it. Say, I seem to know. Jiang Yixuan's voice rippled with the slight sea breeze, with pleasant curiosity.

Yan Bingchen did not answer, but walked to the trunk of the car.

Jiang Yixuan followed, and when Yan Bingchen opened it, it was actually a tool for painting.

Showing these, Yan Bingchen's appearance seemed to show his extremely precious things. Maybe other men's babies are model airplanes or something, but Yan Bingchen is a delicate and romantic painter, and his canvases, brushes and rich colors are his treasures.

"Oh my God!! You're going to shoot here and let me be a model. No wonder I have to wear this skirt......" Jiang Yixuan said in surprise.

As she spoke, Jiang Yixuan looked at Yan Bingchen's handsome and white hands, the fingers were so slender, tender and white as if they had been soaked in milk every day. Originally, I thought that Yin Bingchen would play a song by himself one day, but I didn't expect to sit in front of the drawing board and draw myself.

"I'm afraid you'll be cold, I think you can put on a blanket first. I can sketch out the rest first, and then you can take the blanket off when it's warm enough. Yan Bingchen said while placing the shelves and oil paint.

There is also a cute little folding wooden bench......

"It's okay, didn't I say it, I'm not afraid of the cold, and I love being a model, especially yours." Yan Bingchen happily hugged Yan Bingchen's neck and said. "Do you know how handsome you are now, an artist's unique handsomeness, not a star, but a painter, I really like it, I like it very much." Jiang Yixuan exuded love and praise all over her body.

"Yi Xuan, I've always had this idea. It's about drawing you, then putting it on a table and hanging it in your room. I really love you, I use my favorite brushes and sketchpads to draw the people I love the most, it's really perfect. Yan Bingchen said, reaching out and gently stroking Yi Xuan's face to his chin.

Yan Bingchen tilted his head slightly and looked at Jiang Yixuan affectionately.

Jiang Yixuan couldn't help but kiss Bingchen's lips, looked at his sincere and misty eyes, and then said, "Me too." ”

After speaking, Jiang Yixuan ran over happily, her skirt fluttering, her hair flowing, like an otherworldly angel, and like an incomparably pure elf......

This inspired Yan Bingchen even more!

"How do you want me to pose...... What about sitting like this? After speaking, Jiang Yixuan sat on the beach, one leg stretched out and the other leg arched. Before Yan Bingchen could express his opinion, Jiang Yixuan got up and said...... "Let's do it, I'll stand ......" and said, Jiang Yixuan stood, and then one leg arched, tiptoeing, hair and skirt flying, revealing an angular side face, slender and sexy legs. Combined with the blue sea and blue sky, it is really an elegant and moving beauty.

The hand of painting is magical, especially oil painting...... Like a digital camera, it will give you an immersive feeling. The difference is that the painting is more attentive, to the point where it is necessary not only to grasp the overall proportion and angle, but also to the depths of the soul of the characters in the painting.

I saw Yan Bingchen staring at the beloved in front of him yearningly, outlining it with his heart...... Although the fingertips and pen tips are full of the coolness of the sea breeze, the temperature of several places is intertwined, and under the harmony of feelings, the drawing board presents a delicate and moving, vivid and natural painting.

At this time, Jiang Yixuan was very professional and motionless, only his eyes were surprisingly expressive, and the other parts moved to Yan Bingchen's drawing board as if he was out of his body.

A woman's body has an incomparable plasticity......

Jiang Yixuan in the painting is full of flexible layering...... The skin is like water, the legs are like fawn-like legs, and the chest is looming, full and strong; The streamlined back is always reminiscent of drifting sand, hazy and delicate; And that layer of clothes, which seems to be separated and separated, with a somewhat sad past look, you will taste a strong deep meaning.

Time doesn't feel long, and the body doesn't feel cold, just because the romantic love is in the heart, and there is a warm deep sink everywhere......

"Alright, huh?"

Yan Bingchen's slight movement of the chair made Jiang Yixuan feel it.

Yi Xuan couldn't wait to run over, admiring herself and admiring Yan Bingchen's heart.

"Is this me? It's so beautiful! "......It's so perfect...... "It's so perfect," Jiang Yixuan said, her eyes flashing with agility.

"Yi Xuan, you are perfect in my heart. You're so beautiful, and I am so intoxicated by your beauty, do you know how many times I've looked at you while you're asleep...... It's so much that I don't even know ......" As he spoke, Yan Bingchen pulled Jiang Yixuan onto his lap, and then couldn't help kissing it. "Time is really not enough, since I met you, thinking about a year, ten years, twenty years, it is so short." Yan Bingchen said, burying his face in Jiang Yixuan's chest.

"Bingchen, you have reshaped my life. I thank you for all that you have brought me, and you have also brought me to the scarcity of time...... Still, it's okay...... At this time, we are tightly together. ”

Yan Bingchen looked at Yi Xuan, his eyes were deep and misty, and his long eyelashes seemed to be saying silent love words.

Yan Bingchen held Jiang Yixuan's face in his hand, covering his lips that had been blown by the wind for a long time, and gradually the lingering of lips warmed it. The lingering kiss of the two, the sincerity of the kiss, the intoxication of the kiss, and the cherishing of the kiss......

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