Gathering like things, Su Yun frowned, looking at He Mian on the bed, the top button of the shirt was unbuttoned, the tie was loose, and the back of his hand was on his forehead.

Under the light, He Mian's complexion was even fairer, and the blood vessels on his wrists were clearly visible.

Like a ghost, Su Yun squatted down and took off He Mian's shoes, untied his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one, and his lean chest was gradually revealed, with some ambiguous traces.

Su Yun stopped, what was she doing, she didn't come to take care of drunkards, she came to paint.

With that in mind, she stood up and prepared to look for the painting.

-

As soon as she turned around, her wrist was held, and the other party threw her onto the bed with force, and then turned over and pressed Su Yun.

"Why don't you take it off halfway?" He Mian's voice was lazy, his eyes were hazy, and his hand brushed Su Yun's sideburns that had slid down to his cheeks.

"You get up", Su Yun pushed the person on his body with his hand, but the other party was as stable as Mount Tai.

"Su Yun, let me taste if it's crispy and soft", after speaking, he blocked Su Yun's lips, sucking and biting.

Su Yun's exclamation was swallowed back, she couldn't dodge, and regretted why she wanted to stay.

He Mian kissed it all over again, and it went deeper, Su Yun wanted to bite him, He Mian seemed to know in advance, and pinched her chin with one hand.

-

Su Yun pinched He Mian's waist hard.

He Mian relieved his mouth in pain, shackled Su Yun's hands, and pressed them to both sides.

Su Yun obviously felt that He Mian was different, and scolded: "Bastard, let go." The voice is soft, but it has lost a bit of momentum, and it has more of the coquettishness of lovers.

He Mian's face was close at hand, and then moved to Su Yun's ear, and said lightly: "Don't you want the painting?" ”

This tone is like that of a drunken person.

-

Su Yun's strength of struggle disappeared, like a deflated ball.

Little brute, this time scolding in my heart.

"What about scolding me in your heart?" He Mian's hand slid over Su Yun's cheek, and his voice was relentless.

Su Yun was shocked, can this person read minds.

"If you want to draw, see how you perform." After speaking, He Mian kissed it again.

This time, Su Yun accepted everything.

-

He Mian planted a lot of new strawberries on Su Yun, and in return, she added a few new ambiguous traces on He Mian.

Su Yun woke up in He Mian's arms, He Mian pillowed Su Yun with one hand, hugged her waist with the other, and breathed on her neck.

Bell bell bell.

"The alarm is off", He Mian's tone was impatient, and he hugged Su Yun tighter.

Su Yun set an alarm clock at six o'clock in the morning to get up early and practice pronunciation.

Breaking free from his embrace, Su Yun dragged his tired body to find his mobile phone from the clothes on the ground and turned off the alarm clock.

-

After Su Yun put it on, he decided to find a painting by himself.

Walking out of the bedroom and looking around, she found that the area was quite large, with three bedrooms, one kitchen and one living room, and a treadmill in the corner of the living room.

I looked around the living room, but no.

Excluding the kitchen and bathroom, there are only three rooms left.

The door of one of the rooms is push-open, Su Yun pushes open, is a studio, opposite the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a panoramic view of the sky and land of Paris, and the Eiffel Tower is not far away.

-

The walls and floors on both sides are full of paintings, including figure paintings, landscape paintings, landscape paintings, oil paintings, and ink paintings.

Su Yun was amazed, she was basically sure that the stallion He Mian should be the painter He Mian.

There was an easel placed in the middle, and Su Yun walked to the front to look at it, his heart tightened, it turned out to be here.

Lying in the painting is her, which is the same as the one He Mian sent to her yesterday.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. Su Yun hurriedly took down the painting, looked at it casually, then tore it to pieces, threw it into the toilet bowl and flushed it down the drain.

Su Yun rushed hard two or three times before he was completely relieved.

-

Su Yun walked to the entrance, remembered something, and turned back to the bedroom, He Mian slept soundly.

Looking at He Mian's eyebrows, Su Yun was in a trance, remembering last night.

He Mian didn't know why, he wanted Su Yun to open his eyes, Su Yun looked at He Mian's breathtaking eyebrows, and his face was a little hot.

With such a focused gaze, she had the illusion that she was his beloved lover and that she was his whole world.

Su Yun couldn't stand such a gaze, and stretched out his hand to block He Mian's sight. He Mian kissed her stubbornly, and his strength increased.

Su Yun closed his eyes, waved the picture in his mind, and said softly, "He Mian, He Mian." ”

"Get out," He Mian didn't open his eyes, spit out a monosyllable, and turned over.

"......" Su Yun calmed himself down.

-

He Mian got up very angrily, and the one who blocked him from sleeping died.

Su Yun didn't care: "He Mian, I took the painting, and you deleted it after taking a photo on your phone." ”

"Hmm." Then there was no movement.

Su Yun found He Mian's mobile phone, and since he agreed, she did it.

Lighting up the phone, showing that face recognition is required, Su Yun put the phone above He Mian's face and successfully unlocked it.

deleted the photos in the album, Su Yun clicked on WeChat, found her avatar, wanted to delete the photos, and finally simply deleted WeChat, and it was a hundred.

After finishing, Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief, didn't look at the person on the bed again, turned around and left, she never came to this place again.