He saw her go back to her room, and then slammed the door shut.

Xu Nuan lowered his head and looked at his palm.

Just now, I used it to touch the girl's most private territory.

It seems that he can still remember the delicate and soft feeling when he touched it.

……

The next day, Xu Nuan woke up as soon as the time came.

Looking at the still somewhat hazy sky, he got up.

Instead of washing up in the first place, he rushed to her door - if it weren't for that, the three alarms would go off at the same time, and he would have gone crazy.

There was a knock on her door, but nothing happened.

Xu Nuan had been ringing outside for five minutes, and her doorbell was about to ring.

At this time, he had to twist the handle and push the door in.

At first glance, I unconsciously glanced at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

There was no air conditioning in the house, and Xiao Nizi estimated that it was a little cold, so she was sleeping on her side with the quilt.

Her silky hair is scattered, and the strands are entangled, which has a different kind of beauty.

The curvy body is somewhat thin. But the place where it should be developed has been perfected.

The little girl's thin arms were white, and her fingers were slender and soft. The skin is smooth and clear, and the neck is even, white and clean......

Xu Nuan's eyes couldn't be removed anymore.

Because of this moment, there was a lot of inspiration in his mind.

All of this was brought to him by the man who was asleep in his bed.

I really want to rush back to the studio and paint her now. Because every part of her is a masterpiece of God, and it needs no embellishment, it is perfect enough!

Her quilt wasn't covered with her, so half of it was exposed.

There is only a girl's vest on the upper body, and the indecent sleeping posture makes almost the entire back and waist ****/exposed.

A pair of straight and slender legs are as white as jade, and their graceful curves are pleasing to the eye.

Even the small soles of the feet are exceptionally good-looking.

Small, a little skinny, looks very skinny.

"Suzu—"

Alarm bells rang in three directions at the same time, interrupting his train of thought.

Xu Nuan frowned and stopped them one by one.

And the person in the bed was turning over comfortably, still sleeping soundly.

She lay upright on the bed, the quilt leaving her aside.

The small waistcoat with the curled edge can vaguely see the place where his hand violated last night......

Xu Nuan quickly came back to his senses, turned around and walked out of the room.

He leaned against the wall when he got out of the room. Reach out and press it to your heart.

Just now, it was beating so badly that even breathing became different.

He breathed a sigh of relief and went back to his room.

At breakfast time, Xu Nuan still appeared in the dining room on time.

Xu Ruyi didn't know when he got up. In short, he was already ready early.

"Noodles, do you like it, young master?" Xu Ruyi placed a bowl of hot omelette noodles in front of him.

During Xu Nuan's time, almost every meal was slowly changing.

For him, pulling things up again means adapting again.

So, it's no different from accepting the present.

He didn't speak, just silently picked it up, picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

After that, as usual, I went for a walk and returned to the studio.

Looking at the room without curtains, he was stunned for only a moment, then set up his easel and prepared to start.

Xu Nuan shook the pen, but she quickly reflected what she had just looked like in her mind.

His paintings are all spontaneous, and there is no special person to guide them.

So, I've always thought of what to paint.

And Xu Nuan's unique brain circuit makes his paintings very meaningful.