What Shen Qianyu wanted to do, Qin Shi naturally would not object.

He looked down at the manuscript a few more times, then raised his head and hooked his lips slightly, with a ruffian smell: "Come on." ”

I hope that one day, I can use the skin designed by Shen Qianyu himself.

was afraid of putting pressure on Shen Qianyu, so he didn't say this sentence directly.

In the following time, Qin Shi also wanted Shen Qianyu to take a nap with him.

But Shen Qianyu is not very sleepy, and wants to seize the time to practice more.

So she sat lazily on the edge of the bed, one leg bent, the other straight down to the floor, and then took a pencil and slowly sketched the lines on the drawing book.

In order to avoid sitting on the floor and catching a cold, Qin Shi also padded two coats for her.

And he himself was lying on the big bed horizontally, with his head on Shen Qianyu's right.

From time to time, I look at her paintings, and from time to time I look sideways at her.

Shen Qianyu's serious and focused appearance was very charming, and Qin Shi also unconsciously saw that he was fascinated.

The long, narrow and deep eyes are full of joy and love that cannot be hidden.

His sturdy and powerful arms rested on his chin, and he inadvertently noticed the silver chain around Shen Qianyu's neck, and his left hand unconsciously hooked the necklace around his neck.

He carefully examined the ring last night, and although it seemed that the design was simple, the inner ring was engraved with the pattern of eleven apap and a small fish.

It made this ring unique and captured his heart even more.

However, he was a little curious if Shen Qianyu's one was also like this.

Thinking about it, Qin Shi also shouted in a low voice: "Eleven." ”

The mellow voice entered Shen Qianyu's eardrum with the slightest wisps of his breathing.

Almost instantly, Shen Qianyu froze, and then trembled.

The pencil in his hand, which was still sketching lines, seemed to be out of control, drawing a long black line on the paper, destroying the beauty of the whole picture.

Qin Shiyi: "! ”

Shen Qianyu pinched the pencil, trying to calm himself down and not be affected by Qin Shiyi's voice.

The rounded fingertips pinched the tender flesh in the palm of the palm, and the pain pulled back some of their senses slightly.

"Qin Shiyi!"

Thinking that Qin Shi was deliberately making trouble again, she gritted her teeth and turned her head "swish".

I wanted to glare at the other party angrily, but who knew that as soon as I turned my head, I met Qin Shi's handsome face.

The positive appearance crit, the anger that just burned in the heart, disappeared without a trace in an instant.

All that is left is a loss of self-rejection and tiredness.

She is really becoming less and less resistant to him.

Qin Shi also liked to see Shen Qianyu being influenced by him, if it wasn't out of place, he would still want to tease her again.

He stepped closer, and his handsome face, which was so good that it was jealous, met Shen Qianyu's fair and smooth side face, and rubbed it lightly like Er'er was coquettish.

Shen Qianyu: "......"

The skin that had rubbed against each other seemed to be suddenly electrified, and bursts of itchy and unbearable tingling sensations quickly rose, and then spread around.

Ambiguous factors are quietly breeding.

Shen Qianyu looked at Qin Shiyi fixedly, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, as if he was in a fixed position, and he was not "tempted" by Qin Shiyi at all.

In fact, only she knew how hard it took to not turn over and get on the bed and press Qin Shiyi under her.

I want to kiss him, but I want to beat him even more.

Why is it that every time I am alone with him, the painting style always runs in the direction of the restricted level?