I waited for her to scold me or pull out her hand and hit me, but it didn't.

I glanced up at her and saw that her eyes had been staring at me.

In the dim light, her eyes were bright, and there was an emotion in them that I couldn't understand.

"Why do you want to paint my body?" She asked me, a faint sense of provocation in her voice.

"Because...... It's beautiful. I replied honestly.

"How do you know it's beautiful?" She chuckled softly, "You peeked? ”

"No, no." I hastened to deny it.

"Don't you all have binoculars hidden in your boys' dormitories?" She doesn't give up.

"Huh? How do you know......" I was stunned.

"Look, you admit it, when did it happen?" She teased.

"What's going on?" I was a little overwhelmed.

"Peeking at my body......" she said.

"I ...... No, not really. I waved my hand and denied it.

How dare I admit it?! I don't dare to admit that I happened to see her wearing a bath towel through a telescope in the dormitory.

She wiped her hair with a white towel and chatted with the rest of the dormitory, her collarbone was the most beautiful I had ever seen, with clear lines, moderate depth, delicate and sultry fragrant shoulders, full and round shoulders, the bath towel was wrapped very tightly, not revealing the slightest point, but also outlining the perfect lines of the figure.

Until someone snatched the telescope from my hand.

"Then you'll have to be honest." She laughed, "Since you haven't peeked at it, how do you know that my body is beautiful?" ”

"I guess." In front of her, I was no match at all, and I almost raised my hand in surrender.

When we talk, we keep holding hands, and I don't want to let go, what about her?

I do not know.

"Guess? Do you think about this when you're fine? She asked.

Now we all speak quietly, and this low-frequency tone, with some strange rhythms in it, gently spit out from the tip of the tongue, with a hint of laziness and ambiguity, which makes me feel hot for no reason.

"Well, sometimes I think." I'll honestly admit it.

"Why do you want to?"

The tone and content of the question is similar to a question the art teacher asks in class: Where does desire come from? Of course, the desire that the teacher refers to is the desire to create, inspiration, and emotion. Her questions, on the other hand, are open-ended, allowing for countless reveries.

At that time, the teacher's question sparked a heated discussion in the class. Some people say that the extreme of beauty can stimulate subconscious desires, so to test this idea, it is best to start a human body class as soon as possible. Of course, this answer was also applauded by countless students.

The human body class at the university is a course that every art student is looking forward to. The reason why we want to paint the human body is because in addition to the technique, what is reflected in painting is more important than emotion. As a living person, the mental state presented by the model in front of the drawing board is transmitted to the creator, generating inspiration and impulse to create, and this experience cannot be replaced.

Everyone's bones, muscles, structure, and skin texture are different, and even if two people stand in the same position, the results of their movements, balance, muscle contraction, expansion, and other shape changes are very different. The main purpose of painting the human body is to enable people to learn to observe and compare as a whole, and composition, perspective, multi-angle, rigor and change are all indispensable.

And in addition to the high-sounding professional explanation, it is more of a certain desire for the body of the opposite sex.

Latent desires.

"Because of curiosity." I correct my attitude, that is, to be honest and lenient and honest.

"Curious?" The answer was somewhat unexpected, "Right...... Woman's body...... Curious? ”

Her questions were so proactive and direct that I didn't even know how to answer them.

"But I'm not such a casual girl." She said, "There is no reason to casually let people draw bodies." ”

"yes, I know." I nodded.

I was actually a little disappointed in my heart, but her answer was the expected reaction.

"But you're the first boy to draw for me." She laughed and glanced at the hands we were still holding together, "Also the first bad guy to touch my hand, I'm much better, don't pinch it." She pulled her hand out of my palm.

The palm of the palm suddenly was empty, and there was a feeling of loss, maybe in the future, there would never be a chance to be so close.

Thinking of this, his stomach rumbled twice untimely.

She burst out laughing.

"I'm hungry too." She rubbed her stomach, and from noon to now, she only drank a cup of ginger tea, "Lu Yanchen, you can make me a bowl of noodles to eat." ”

A simple bowl of boiled instant noodles, with a ham sausage and poached eggs, Xia Yun ate it cleanly, and even drank no soup left. She put down the bowl in her hand contentedly, looked at the half of the poached egg that was still in my bowl, and looked at me again.

"Leave it for you." I tossed the poached egg into her bowl.

She gave me a strange look in her eyes, smiled, unceremoniously stuffed half a poached egg into her mouth, and stared at me again.

"What are you doing with me all the time?" I was a little hairy by her.

"Lu Yanchen, you said that you can cook noodles and take care of people, such a warm man, have you talked to several girlfriends before?"

"What's the ...... I'm not that guy with A-B. ”

"That Chen Yiyao, isn't it your ex-girlfriend?"

She still remembers Chen Yiyao mentioned by Ah B when she was drinking......

I shook my head.

Was Chen Yiyao my girlfriend? I don't know. I once asked her if she would like to be my girlfriend, but she just shook her head. But we've also been intimate, hugged, held hands, kissed, and even almost crossed the thunder pool. But she never admitted or agreed to be my girlfriend until she went abroad.

"That's the object of high school ambiguity?" She asked with a smile.

"You've had several boyfriends, right?" In order not to continue to entangle on the topic of Chen Yiyao, I decided to focus on anti-guest.

"Why do you think that?" The conversation turned to her, and sure enough, it diverted her attention.

"Because you're a school girl, there must be a lot of people who like you." I say.

Not only is there a lot of people chasing her, and there are even rich second generations who drive luxury cars to the school to give her flowers, it was still a freshman year at the time, and it was that incident that was boiling and lively in the school for several days, and then there were several school flowers selected.

"If anyone likes me, I can't control it." She shrugged, "But whether I like others or not, that's my business, and some people say we're in a relationship." ”

"That's a rumor." I say. But in my heart, I actually quite enjoy this rumor.

"So what you're talking about, isn't it also a rumor?"

I was speechless.

"Lu Yanchen, do you know why others say that we are in love, will I still be with you often?" She asked me.

I shook my head.

"Because I especially like the way you focus when you paint, Lu Yanchen, you will become a big artist in the future." She laughed, "That way, I can sell your painting for a lot of money." ”