Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is time to celebrate the Spring Festival, and it has entered the wax moon.

Border town, Zongba Baicheng.

It is said that it is a place very close to the Buddha, and it is suitable for pure heart and few desires......

It was gloomy today, and Xiang Huan felt unhappy when he got up early.

Holding a sharp utility knife in her hand, she did not hesitate to reach out to the oil painting frame standing more than two meters high in front of her, and poked it hard.

The canvas was cut with a long crack by the thorns, and the lean and perfect naked body sitting opposite entered the eye through the cracks.

Xiang Huan held the knife and grinned at him, "Let's get dressed, my sister doesn't want to paint today."

The male model was not surprised at all, and with a hum, he got up and went to get dressed.

Xiang Huan's behavior, this is not the first time he has seen it.

Although he has only been a mannequin for Xiang Huan for a month, he has seen the canvas ruined like this five or six times.

Xiang Huan originally thought that the men in the border city would bring a lot of freshness to her creation, but after staying in this studio for more than two months, she didn't even get a single painting.

Xiang Huan called Xu Jiandong depressedly and asked him if he had made a mistake, she had never learned to paint at all, and she had no talent for painting at all.

But seeing those graduation certificates and award certificates printed with her own name, Xiang Huan had to believe it.

The male models have already started to get dressed.

Xiang Huan looked at his figure, he was not very old, and the tight back and hip lines with his back to him were beautiful.

But when she looked at it, she just didn't have creative inspiration, and she would think about the mess in her heart.

Xiang Huan continued to cut with a knife on the canvas, and the body of the man who had just picked up the draft on the canvas quickly fell apart, and she felt a lot more comfortable and threw the knife to her feet.

「…… What the hell is it?" Xiang Huan scolded at the canvas.

The male model looked back at her, he had just put on white boxers, his fingers adjusted on the edge of his pants and asked, "Sister, is it still today...... Is that one?"

Xiang Huan grabbed his hair and said to him impatiently, "You are too tender, it's enough to try it, don't worry, I will pay the model fee, and Alipay will transfer it to you later."

The male model lowered his head, as if to observe a part of himself.

Xiang Huan saw it all, he couldn't help laughing, he immediately continued to put clothes on his body, and quickly said goodbye and left.

As soon as the person left the studio, Xiang Huan took his mobile phone into Alipay, transferred today's model fee to the male model, and thought about going out for a walk when he was done.

She walked to the window and pushed the carved wooden window of the studio open.

The cold highland wind blows in the face, but it is not as straightforward as in the north. Xiang Huan saw that on the top of the snowy mountain in the distance, the tumbling lead clouds were hanging low, and it was really a posture of wind and snow.

Looks like it's going to snow again.

But this is not to stop Xiang Huan's existence, she quickly put on her coat and left the studio, preparing to go to the airport that just ran here.

I have been in Zampa Baicheng for so long, and it has been a fixed project to sit alone at the airport.

It hadn't started to snow on the way there, and when Xiang Huan went in and found a place to sit down, large snowflakes floated up.

It often snows here.

Xiang Huan was a little tired of watching, and thought that it would be nice if he could see the rain on the plateau.

I don't know what's wrong today, Xiang Huan doesn't have the calm mood he usually has when he comes to sit down, and he always feels impetuous.

When I was thinking about what went wrong, the screen of my mobile phone lit up and I received an Alipay reminder message.

Xiang Huan clicked in and saw that it was sent to her by the male model in the studio, and it was a routine thank you after receiving the transfer.

Looking at the news, Xiang Huan's heart suddenly brightened and found the root of today's unhappiness.

She went into WeChat, found the male model and sent him a message, asking him if he could come to the airport, and she suddenly wanted to work overtime.

Soon, the reply from the other side said that it would be in twenty minutes.

The snow outside was getting heavier.

Xiang Huan stood at the airport

On the edge of the glass curtain wall, she already felt the cold outside, and she was still wearing less when she came out.

hugged his shoulders and walked around twice, Xiang Huan felt that in the weather outside, he shouldn't toss the male model.

But I have already done it, so I have to wait for the payment to pay for it, and give more compensation.

Also, he said that he probably couldn't do it in 20 minutes, and just outside, half an hour can be considered on time.

Xiang Huan felt more and more cold, and after she turned around twice, she took out her mobile phone and looked at it, only to find that she didn't know how to mute her phone.

A minute ago, the male model sent her a message, saying that it would be there soon, and asked her if she had *** position.

So fast, the corners of Xiang Huan's mouth grinned unconsciously, and she was lowering her head to type back to the message, when a black velvet hoodie was suddenly handed to her.

Xiang Huan raised his head in a daze, and in the next second, he took the coat and draped it on his body unceremoniously.

"Did you fly over here, so fast outside?"

The male model didn't have any expression on his face, just stared at Xiang Huan, and replied that he was just waiting at the airport to pick up the guests, so he was so fast.

"I say, can you come to me, guest?" Xiang Huan knew that the male model usually worked in the inn and often came to the airport to pick up and drop off guests.

"And others, I'll send you where you want to go, go back to the studio or follow me back to the inn, I'll drive." The male model asked Xiang Huan.

Xiang Huan rented a room for a long time in the inn where he worked, and they met because of this.

"Let's go back to the studio, the sound insulation of the inn is too poor, it affects the mood." Xiang Huan said, he had already put on his coat, and he already felt the warmth on his body.

The male model didn't answer immediately, and looked at Xiang Huan with a strange look in his eyes, and Xiang Huan asked him what was wrong.

"The water heater in the studio is broken, and I can't take a shower."

Xiang Huan then remembered that during the day, he found that there was something wrong with the water heater in the studio, and he hadn't had time to repair it, and when the male model came, he said that he would find someone to come over tomorrow.

When he talks about this now, he is reminding Xiang Huan that if he can't take a bath, go back to the studio and do that, Xiang Huan won't be able to stand it.

"What...... You have to experience it, let's go, don't take a shower today." After Xiang Huan finished speaking, he walked in front of himself.

On the way back to the studio, the car couldn't drive at all, and the road conditions were really bad.

I walked for half an hour, and I didn't get halfway there.

By the time I finally parked the car in front of the studio, more than an hour had passed.

There is a solid wooden staircase outside the studio, and you have to climb up to get into the house.

Xiang Huan walked in front, saying that he couldn't remember where her down jacket was, and he shouldn't have brought it at the inn.

When he turned around as he spoke, the latter words were blocked in his throat, and the male model stepped forward and hugged Xiang Huan tightly, lowered his head and kissed it.

Two hours passed.

The snow outside was still falling, but the temperature in the studio was not low, Xiang Huan was half-lying on the big wooden table in the studio full of album materials, half-squinting at the male model beside him.

She took an oil paintbrush and rubbed it on the body.

Suddenly, he asked.

"Hey, I asked you your original name last time, and you haven't said it yet, before you came here...... What the hell is it called?"

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