Fast Travel: When Cannon Fodder Becomes a Heartthrob

The moment the curtain was opened, the bright sunlight immediately shone into the dim studio, and the large floor-to-ceiling window was a green natural beauty, with mountains, rivers and forests, and the scenery was exceptionally good.

"Sometimes I sit here sketching, looking at the landscape, and I feel a lot quieter. Si Cheng stood in front of the window, a large amount of light poured on him, and the people lining him were exceptionally warm.

"By the way, how am I going to be your model?" Xiyue still remembered that when Si Cheng invited him yesterday, she said that she hoped that she could be the model for his next painting today.

A hint of darkness quickly flashed in Si Cheng's eyes, he looked at the ignorant Xiyue, hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "To be a model, you only need to sit still, and I also prepared a small gift for you before that." "

What kind of gift?"

"I'll be back soon." After Si Cheng finished speaking, he turned around to pick up the gift and left with the photographer and Si Cheng.

At this time, only Xiyue and a pile of plaster statues were left in the studio, and when she looked around, she found that the windows here seemed to be extraordinarily high, and she had to stand on tiptoe to barely reach the bottom of the window, and she didn't know what the benefits of this design were, maybe it was to better store the paint?

Before she could think for long, Si Cheng and the cameraman came back, seeing Xiyue standing on tiptoe in front of the window, Si Cheng stepped forward and gently and couldn't refuse to drag her aside to admonish, " Don't get too close to the window, it's dangerous.

Xiyue was puzzled, what danger could there be with such a high window, but she quickly put away her doubts and noticed that Si Cheng was still holding a delicate box in his arms.

"This is a gift I prepared for you, do you want to open it now?"

"Okay.

Xiyue naturally nodded in agreement, and reached out to unwrap the exquisite bow wrapped on it, the packaging ribbon was untied, and it fell on Si Cheng's hand layer by layer, and the touch was slightly itchy, making him unconsciously look down at the person in front of him.

In this direction, I can only see her thick eyelashes constantly shaking up and down, and I wonder if the two pairs of eyelashes like small fans feel the same as packing ribbons in the palm of my hand.

Xiyue didn't notice that Si Cheng looked at her deeper and deeper pupils, and finally under her careful dismantling, the gift box was opened, and inside was a pair of pink satin lace-up shoes, the material of the silk was smooth and delicate, and it was expensive at first glance.

"These shoes feel very suitable for Xiyue's temperament, so I want to give them to you.

Xiyue took the box and smiled at Sicheng Yingying, "Thank you, I like it very much."

"Can that Xiyue fulfill my little wish?"

"Yes, what wish." "

Can you wear these shoes as my model?" Si Cheng spoke in a somewhat depressed tone, as if he was constantly controlling his emotions.

Xiyue instinctively felt a little dangerous, but when she saw the photographer with the camera standing aside, she calmed down a little, so she agreed.

"Yes, you can.

Seeing that Xiyue agreed, Si Cheng was obviously very excited, and he hurriedly brought the drawing board and paint to prepare.

There was a display table in the middle of the studio, on which were some plaster statues, and Si Cheng quickly moved these plaster statues to the ground, and then took out a soft plush lining from the storage cabinet next to the paint cabinet.

Spread the interlining cloth on the display table, and then Xi Yue was ready to sit on the display table under his instructions, but this display table was a bit high, and the skirt she was still wearing today was not good to turn it over directly, Si Cheng saw this and directly reached out to wrap Xi Yue's slender waist around it, and held her to the display table.

"Hiss..."

At this moment, Xi Yue's mouth overflowed with a cry of pain, and his hand was pressed right on his waist, where Shu Fu had pinched, and now it had turned into a bruise, and he hadn't gone down for several days.

Si Cheng overheard what Nie Shiyuan and Xiyue had said that day, and knew that she was injured on her waist, so after thinking about it, he stretched out his hand again, and gently pressed and kneaded it on her waist with a warm palm.

"It doesn't hurt. His

hands were dry and warm, and he kneaded skillfully through the bruises on his waist, and a crispy feeling rose from his waist, which was quite comfortable.

"No, it doesn't hurt, it's just how do you know that my waist hurts.

"Shhh

Looking at the blush at the root of her ears and the gesture of resistance, Si Cheng stopped approaching, neither of them spoke, Xiyue felt that it seemed a little too ambiguous to let a man massage her waist, so she reached out and grabbed Si Cheng's wrist and didn't let him continue to move.

"What's wrong. Si Cheng looked at Xiyue's small movements, and said in a somewhat doting tone.

"I'm much better now, I don't have to massage anymore, I haven't painted yet.

"Okay, I'll listen to Xiyue.

After the big hands left her waist, Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, but before she got out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's mouth, she saw Si Cheng pick up the lace-up shoes on the side, and made a gesture to squat down to put shoes on her, Xiyue was so frightened that she hurriedly stopped, "I, I'll just come by myself."

After speaking, he snatched the shoes from the other party's hands, Si Cheng watched Xiyue's movements with connivance and did not force it, he knew how difficult these shoes were, and he was also confident that the other party would come to ask him for help.

Sure enough, Xiyue, who wore this kind of shoes for the first time, was in a hurry, and the straps were either tied by mistake or entangled with each other, so as to turn herself into a marionette.

"Si Cheng, can you help me get these shoes.

Si Cheng sighed in his heart, this feeling of being needed by Xiyue made his heart beat fast, and he replied with a suppressed sentence in his throat, he knelt down on one knee, holding her foot and slowly putting on his shoes.

Not only is Xiyue's face impeccable, but even the pair of jade feet are soft and petite, and the fingertips are round and healthy pink, Si Cheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his fingers lingered on the cute toes, until Xiyue blushed and urged, and he put on his shoes unhurriedly.

And the messy silk straps in Xiyue's hands were very well-behaved in Si Cheng's hands, he tied the ribbons with a serious face, during this period, it was inevitable to touch Xiyue's calf meat, but her calf meat was extremely sensitive, and the reaction to being touched was great.

Until the ribbon was tied to the place where the calf meat was the most, Xiyue really couldn't control her reaction, the leg held in Si Cheng's hand was fine, and she couldn't move if she wanted to, but the unrestrained right leg drove the right foot and kicked Si Cheng's face directly, although the force was not large, and the other party's glasses were also kicked crookedly.

Xiyue panicked, her brain went blank in an instant, what did she do just now! she actually kicked her foot in the face of Emperor Si Yingdi!!

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, are you okay, does it hurt?"

Feeling the soft touch on his face disappear, Si Cheng's heart was a little lost, and the darkness that welled up in his heart made him want the other party to keep stepping on his cute little feet on his face, and it was best to look at him with that disgust gaze again, so... It's so exciting....

The dark side of Si Cheng's heart was all hooked up by Xi Yue's actions that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, seeing that he didn't reply, Xi Yue panicked, thinking that he was angry, but thinking about it, he was kicked in the face, and he was not angry.

But what Xiyue didn't know was that the people she thought she were angry were full of terrible fantasies, and even wanted to imprison her, and then do this and that...

The photographer on the side was suddenly glanced at by Si Cheng, although it was only for a second, but he felt that the look in Si Cheng's actor looking at him was like thinking about how to make him mellow disappear.

"I'm really sorry, Si Cheng, you can wipe your face with this wet wipe. Xiyue took out cleaning wipes from her small bag and handed them to Si Cheng, her tone full of guilt for him.