It has to be said. Sister Si's few words made Yuan Qian's originally wavering mind slowly firm. If only the back could be drawn. She is not something to consider accepting. After all, such an errand. It's not for everyone.

However, I thought of the few male 'sex' artists outside. She was a little unsure again. Slurching. Yuan Qian said lightly: "Sister Si. I don't want to be drawn by male artists. This. If you don't agree. Then I wouldn't have accepted the job anyway."

Sister Si was relieved when she heard this. patted Yuan Asa on the shoulder. She laughed, "That's nature. I'll '' it myself. Speaking of which, I haven't done it for a while. So be it. You see when you're free. I'll pay you when I'm done."

It sounds like Sister Si is also a 'sexual' lover. This made Yuan Qian's opinion of her change somewhat. Thought about it. I looked at the table below. Yuan Qian asked out loud at this time: "Sister Si. How long does it take you to paint a picture. I'm going home at noon. If you can draw it before half past ten. Then I can start now."

"That's the best. Feel relieved. I'll bring out the best in you. Even if it's just the back." Sister Si said and pointed to the changing room in the studio. Then he took a purple and black shawl out of the room." You go in and take off your clothes. This shawl is for you. I'll lock the door. You can rest assured. No one will break in while I'm painting." After comforting Yuan Qian for a few words. Sister Si went out and 'communicated' with other people for a few words. Then he took the easel and sat in his place.

Yuan Qian's hand trembled slightly. Close your eyes. She took two deep breaths. Only then did he go into the changing room as if he was dead. I just really stood in front of the mirror in the changing room. Only then did she realize that she didn't have that much courage at all.

The ambition just now. Now it's completely unheard. But. She can't hold back. Ready to fly. Had to send.

Knowing that time waits for no one. Yuan Qian trembled and put the shawl on. And then only step by step. I buried my head and went out.

Sister Si's eyes lit up instantly. The 'female' a few steps away has a soft and pitiful temperament. It's heartwarming to watch.

"That's right. Girl. You haven't told me what your name is. Looks so pretty. The name must be good, too." Knowing that the original shallow is nervous. Sister Si also tried to divert her attention as much as possible.

Yuan Qian tilted his head slightly. Only then did he tremble and replied: "My name is Yuan Qian. Can you start?"

Sister Si stood in front of Yuan Qian's body and pondered for a while. After that, he said, "Little girl, you wait. I'll give you some hair."

After that, he began to move on the original shallow head. The original shallow small mouth is slightly open. Finally, I didn't say what I didn't want to say.

Shang Shuze entered this shop and found that it was 'special'. A living luoti art gallery. If it weren't for the previous follow-up, the original shallow would have been lost. He wouldn't have to waste so much effort to find where she was.

Calmly withdrew his gaze. Shang Shuze went in the direction of the counter.

Although the counter lady works here, she has to meet some beautiful men. However, like Shang Shuze. She had to be taken aback just by one look... This, this, this. This is the most handsome guy she's ever seen. He also wants to be a model.

Come to think of it. The counter lady was a little sorry. After all, being a 'naked' model is to take off your clothes for people to observe.

Shang Shuze was sensitively aware of the surprise and vague sympathy of the counter lady. Although I don't know how this 'woman' has such a rich expression. But now it's what he's asking for. He still didn't harden his tone." This young lady. I'd like to ask where the 'girl' in the white shirt who came to your shop before is gone. She has the head of a dog on her clothes. She has very long hair. Waist-high. It's a nice one."

It's rare to be a little short of words. Shang Shuze didn't know how to describe Yuan Qian. Seeing that the counter lady seemed to be 'confused' and confused. He then added, "That 'girl' child is very beautiful. Some say she's coming here. I have something to find her right now. Miss. If you've ever met her. Can you tell me where she went?"

Patience is fading. If the original shallow is not here. Then Shang Shuze has to be annoyed. That girl is in trouble. If she's going to do something this time. Then he's really going to have a big head.

Fortunately, the counter lady reacted at a critical moment. After that, he was stunned and said, "Oh. You're talking about that strange young lady who doesn't like to talk much? She wanted to apply for a 'naked' model. Our head of the house called her upstairs. If the situation is normal. That lady is supposed to be working as a model now. This gentleman. Do you want to ...... here" wait for her.

The last few words of the counter lady are still unfinished. Shang Shuze had already rushed upstairs.'' The word "mold" is like a pinprick in the face. It made Shang Shuze's cranial nerves numb.' Naked 'mold. How could she want to be a 'naked' model.

Especially thinking that Yuan Qian may be in a name for a painter. In fact, a stinky man with bad motives is naked under his nose. Let the other person point fingers. Horizontal arrangement. Shang Shuze felt that his head was hurting badly.

Shit.

"Shallow." The second floor is a white and tender landscape. Shang Shuze quickly glanced at the models and painters present. Then he dragged a man past and roared.

Xu is Shang Shuze's appearance disturbed a group of people present. The man he caught stumbled. It took a long time before he replied, "This gentleman. . . Who are you talking about?"

"It's the 'girl' child who was 'lured' and abducted by your master. What about her. Where is she. Where is your host?" Shang Shuze's murderous eyes 'shot' the man in front of him had nowhere to hide. Where has a man ever encountered such a majestic momentum? For a while, I just felt that it was difficult to breathe.

I saw that the person in front of me looked dumbfounded. Shang Shuze roared again: "Answer me quickly. Otherwise, I'll throw you downstairs from here."

There was no half-separate joke in Shang Shuze's tone. It's almost conditionally reflexive. The man pointed to a 'private' studio on the second floor. Then he stumbled, "If there's no one you're looking for. So just now the boss brought a 'girl' child up. Who it is I don't know. But I know they're in the studio right now."

The man also wanted to remind Shang Shuze that "the boss doesn't like others to disturb her while she is painting". However, Shang Shuze's ensuing sentence of "get out" made him immediately dispel this idea. No matter what. Escape. It's still your own life.

Shang Shuze put one hand on the 'door' handle. I turned the lock a few times but was unmoved. Now his face can be described as 'gloomy'.

The last few strokes. Sister Si focused on drawing the lines. Unmoved by the outside world.

The original shallow side lay on the sofa. Three-quarters of the head is angled upwards. With his back to Sister Si. Her right hand rested on the ink hair on her right ear at the latter's request. And her right 'leg' is bent inward. The shawl obliquely covered her from her chest and above her hips. This pose is extremely enchanting. The original shallow face was as red as blood.

'Bump'. The 'door' of the studio was smashed. The original shallow heart trembled. But I thought of what Sister Si said before, and she couldn't stop if she couldn't stop. At this moment, I just feel a dilemma. Emotionally wanting to protect yourself. After all, she didn't know what was going on. I don't have any interest in exposing myself to other people's eyes. Yet reason told her. Don't let your previous efforts be ruined. She endured the guilt and shame in her heart for so long. Don't let what you've paid for be a river of water. Roll and flow away.

Sister Si finally sketched that line. The whole painting is instantly endowed with a soul. Lifelike. Only then did he turn his head and look at the uninvited guest at the 'door'. Just waiting to ask the man. But seeing that the other party gave her a cold and deep look, she walked quickly in the direction of Yuan Qian.

It's her..

Even if it's just a back. He recognized it too.

It's just a dozen paces away. Shang Shuze felt as if he had walked many light years. That along the way. There is self-blame. There are resentments. There is anger. Relaxation is ......

I have never felt such a complex emotion. Shang Shuze didn't know how to scold the dead girl in front of him for a while. Or tell her well. This stubborn girl. Sometimes it's really hateful.

Yuan Qian had already heard the footsteps coming. At the same time, Sister Si jumped to her feet and said, "Hey. Don't mess around. Be careful that I call the police", she was a 'mess' in her heart, just as someone who came to make trouble.

Wait to sit up. The entire back of the original shallow has been incorporated by a warm embrace. The fluttering words diffused in her ears. The warmth in the air is clearer." You damn it. Damn it. It should really be hung up and hit."

I don't know whether to be scared or moved and soft. Yuan shallow trembled. Don't dare to look back. From the perspective of Shang Shuze. Just enough to put the tattoo on the 'chest' of the person in front of you into the bottom of your eyes.

At first, people gathered around the 'door' of the studio. It's like looking at the excitement. When Shang Shuze realized this, he immediately turned around and stared fiercely at the other 'woman' present. As if only she had been a little more unresponsive. He's going on a killing spree right away.

"Ahem. You guys talk. You guys talk. I won't bother you anymore. Let's go out first." Sister Si is not someone who doesn't understand the world. At the moment, this pair is crooked. Maybe it's still a male or 'female' friend. She can't be a light bulb here. Sins and sins. She didn't see anything......

The 'door' of the studio was destroyed. Now we have to close the door, and it will not be possible for a while. Raw shortness of breath. And in front of her lower abdomen. A pair of beautiful and slender hands with distinct joints are clasping each other. It made it impossible for her to escape.