Emperor Craftsman High School really implements the education indicators and wants them to develop intellectually, morally, physically, and aesthetically in an all-round way. Therefore, their high school art classes have elective directions such as drawing, oil painting, and Chinese painting......

Anyway, the years of studying at the emperor also laid a strong foundation for his current learning ability.

Some schools are really good in terms of education model, teaching people to fish, teaching students how to learn and the ability to think, no wonder the emperor is called 'social elite manufacturing machine'.

"Well, at the level of nine-year compulsory education, I am a soul painter."

Xu Huanxi: "......" is awesome, at this level, Chu Rusi can actually say that he is so proud?

In that case, she Xu Huanxi may be much, much better than Chu Rusi in terms of painting.

She has been influenced by this kind of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she chose Chinese painting at the emperor that year, and even won a national award.

Well, it's a pity that the honor was taken away by Qu Huazi.

I think that in addition to that Chinese painting, she has many works, all of which were snatched away by Qu Huazi.

She lowered her eyes to hide the joy that almost overflowed: "If you like, you can paint." ”

No matter how he paints, he won't paint better than a great painter like Wells, okay, I know that he can't compare, what kind of strength is Chu Rusi?

"Then you agreed, and I was the model." He kissed her against the back of the neck, very hard, and he must have left a mark.

"Hmm. Promised. Of course she agreed, this is the throbbing that she buried deep in her heart, and the romance that she buried deep in her heart.

When she was young, she had seen such affection, and then it became a vision that was deeply hidden in her heart - she also wished that someone who loved her would paint a picture for her.

She was very happy, but she still pretended to be calm and continued to play with her clothes, while Chu Rusi began to prepare for painting.

She looked at Chu Rusi in the spare time, watched him walk in and out, and couldn't help laughing, this person really looked like a great painter.

Wait a minute! Fog grass!

This person seems to be really professional, and the smell of pine resin unique to oil painting wafts in the studio.

He...... Can you paint oil?

Once, there was also a person who could paint oil paintings.

"Oops!" Xu Huanxi was distracted, and the needle pierced into his finger, and round beads of blood immediately appeared.

Chu Rusi heard her voice, walked over quickly, held her hand, and lowered his head to hold her fingertips.

Xu Huanxi's face flushed, and the man's rough and warm tongue licked her fingertips and soothed the pains, but ......

Her wrists trembled uncontrollably: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." ”

Chu Rusi didn't let go, holding her hand and kissing it, Xu Huanxi was fine, but he was very uncomfortable! In order to give a strange man's clothes, he hurt his hand, and he was very dissatisfied!

Xu Huanxi is really: "......" looked at Chu Rusi at a loss, every time Chu Rusi was intimate, she would feel flustered, it was the kind of emotion that was very heartbroken and didn't know what to do.

I can only let him mess around and look at him shyly.

He's been busy lately, and he hasn't caught her messing around for a while. Not...... What about painting for her? She thought to herself, dazed.

Chu Rusi approached step by step, silently untied Xu Huanxi's nightgown, and loosely put it on his arm, the marks on his neck were clearly visible, and his entire smooth back was exposed.

The heating in the workshop was so good that she didn't feel cold.

But, she shuddered and closed her eyes, knowing what was going to happen next.

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

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

However, after the kiss of Chu Rusi fell lightly on her lips, she retreated.

She opened her eyes in confusion, only to find that Chu Rusi had retreated with restraint and ...... Picked up the paintbrush and looked at her earnestly, as if looking at something more than painting.

Xu Huanxi: "......" Oh, it turned out to be for painting, taking off her clothes, it was for such a serious reason, unbelievable, unbelievable.

But can you stop drawing like this?

He watched her so openly, without missing anything, his eyes burned, and her body flushed pink.

The shyness in her eyes was about to overflow: "Can I get dressed?" ”

Chu Rusi glanced at her kindly: "No, many oil painting arts are like this." ”

She tugged at her nightgown uneasily, her body trembled, she wanted to drag it, but she didn't dare - although most of the time, Chu Rusi was very obedient to her, but she was also afraid of Chu Rusi's hooliganism, and she couldn't cope with it at all: "But...... But I'm going to be shy if you're like that. ”

"You've promised to be a model, models don't have the right to speak, I just like this very much." Chu Rusi spoke straightforwardly, without the slightest retreat - he just wanted to paint this, no one else is qualified to paint, only he can paint, only he deserves to have a treasure.

Xu Huanxi rarely regrets what has been promised, this is what the ancestor taught her, a promise.

She had never tried this kind of thing, and she was at a loss for a moment, as if she was doing something wrong, and she was so shy.

Chu Rusi adjusted the color, glanced at Xu Huanxi, gritted his teeth, and drew his head - he felt that it was temptation when he looked at Xu Huanxi, and he couldn't calm down to paint at all.

Xu Huanxi felt strange, since he was trying to shirk it in a different way, his voice was coquettish: "Rusi, it's winter now, and people feel cold." ”

Chu Rusi looked at Xu Huanxi quietly, this little goblin, everything he said made sense, in this winter, he was really reluctant to let her be exposed like this.

In the end, I 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, and he is reluctant to embarrass her.

There is still a long time to come, and he can definitely paint whatever he wants.

Xu Huanxi got dressed and breathed a sigh of relief, she was guided by the ancestral religion, and her temperament was originally oriental and introverted, and now Chu Rusi is willing to let her go, it is even better.

It's just that......

Chu Rusi said, there is 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 sewed her clothes stitch by stitch, and Chu Rusi sketched his little beauty one by one.

The smell of pine resin wafts through the workshop, and the light and lingering music lingers in the ears.

As long as Xu Huanxi looked at one side, she could see the man's focused eyes fall on her, as if the whole world could only see her.

This feeling is very exciting.

Painting a good oil painting takes a long process.

The two of them just waited quietly, not speaking.