You're forcing me to be reborn, right?

The apartment Hu Yan rented only had one bedroom and one living room, and was not very large.

In the small living room, the atmosphere reached a deadlock for a moment. This fat female painter was so embarrassed that she was looking for cracks all over the floor!

Get in. Is there any crack in the ground that I can get in?

What kind of social death scene is this!

She had forgotten that before she locked the screen of her tablet, there was this painting on it.

Damn it, what should I do now?

She originally thought that she was already dead after her junior sister revealed that she was painting Cheng Zhu.

But who would have thought that there is an advanced version today!

"Isn't this the same as dancing directly in front of the real owner?" Hu Yan recalled carefully. She felt that the three most embarrassing moments when she grew up were all related to the financial owner's father. The first time was when she went to Hangzhou Cheng Zhu had dinner with Cheng Zhu. After the meal, he sent her back to the hotel. As soon as she returned, she was inspired. After finishing the painting, she reflexively sent it to Cheng Zhu. I’ll take you back to the hotel and you’ll send me a sexy picture late at night. What do you mean?

The second time was "Junior Sister's Points Out".

The third time is now!

"What will my boss think of me?"

"What would he think of me now?"

Fine beads of sweat even began to appear on the tip of Hu Yan's nose and forehead.

With her special physique, she started to turn red all over again.

The pair of plump legs that were tightly held together became stiff and tight at this moment.

But a deep feeling of powerlessness began to emanate from inside the body.

It's over, I don't know why, I feel like my life is over. "

I can’t hold my head up anymore, and I can’t be a human being anymore. "

"He will definitely think I'm a pervert!"

"He will definitely think that I am alone at home, lusting after him and painting at the same time.

"Just die, just die today." Hu Yan suddenly began to regret that he shouldn't have called the sponsor's father home for dinner.

Home is sometimes the safest place, but sometimes the safest place is the most dangerous place! Because your home contains so much of your personal privacy.

For example, once the drawer of Hu Yan's bedside table is opened, the dazzling array of toys inside will be unsightly.

At this moment, the thing that frightened Hu Yan the most happened.

That's an order from the boss!

"Open it. Cheng Zhu looked at the tablet and said loudly, his voice was so calm, so calm that it was scary!

This scene felt so familiar to Hu Yan, just like that day in the hotel. After she sent the self-portrait with her hand, she panicked and used the withdraw function. As a result, the boss said that he had seen it and ordered her: Send it over. It's strange. Although he is not older than me, his aura is absolutely overwhelming.

Because he has money?

"Boss, can you not look at it? Hu Yan began to shrink into a ball again. His body was red and hot, and his hands were hidden in his sleeves. She is also like this in crowded places, and her whole body will shrink slightly.

"No." Cheng Zhu replied indifferently.

Speaking of which, Cheng Zhu was quite confused.

He also didn't expect that he would have such a life experience. Damn it, is this what it feels like to be the hero of a novel?

As far as he knows, some celebrities will have such experiences, such as being written into articles or drawn into caricatures. Sometimes he wonders, will these celebrities watch it themselves?

Good guy, I never thought that I would actually experience this fucking thing, I will pay you wages, but you will draw my naked body behind my back!

I'm furious!

Should I charge a modeling fee?

By the way, is it profitable to be a nude model for a painter?

Cheng Zhu's thoughts were getting more and more distorted.

Under his tough gaze, Hu Yan slowly opened the tablet, Cheng Zhu, and took a look at the dirty things on the screen." He was even a little bit dumbfounded. "Okay, I feel that You's painting is more careful than the illustrations in the seller's show. . "He couldn't help but said angrily. Damn it, isn't the painting too detailed?

This Adam's apple, these muscles, these veins. There is also a very expressive scene, that is, the big hands sitting on the chair tightly grasping the armrest! And the head that feels so comfortable that it lifts up! What the hell, I'm not like this at all, okay?

Just this one? "He turned around and asked again, staring closely at Hu Yan's eyes under his thick black-rimmed glasses.

Good for you! Your eyes are averted! "Cheng Sui cursed, no longer needing an answer.

Hu Yan really didn't dare to look at him now.

Die, I'd better die.

Find me the others. Cheng Zhu ordered again. When Hu Yan heard the words, he felt that the great shame in his heart was about to overflow. "Every painting of her self-entertainment is in line with her personal XP. Although her many sexualities - It seems that it is no secret that I have a fetish for being in front of my boss. We have already talked about it, but the problem is that the male protagonist in these paintings is him. "Do you still want to criticize each one?" She thought in her heart, she was going crazy. .

Five minutes later, Cheng Zhuren went numb.

He felt that before coming to the magic city, he printed out all of Hu Yanfa's self-portraits on a printer and then brought them over in a folder, which was already quite impressive. But he didn't expect that he couldn't be more awesome than her.

Ouch, you, the little fox, know how to play!

What are these paintings? Some of them even have subtitles. She will actually write text on them. There will be dialogues and exchanges between the male and female protagonists, or inner lines.

It is unbearable to look at, a disgrace to civility! This is half of the evaluation given by Cheng Zhu in his heart, and the other half is - but it can be directed. In addition to the original book, Detective Cheng also found a detail. The latest one is the most similar to me.

Not only is it similar in appearance, but also in spirit. "

The further you go, the less vivid it is, and the less realistic it is."

The truth is that Hu Yan had been drawing this way subconsciously before, until she was pointed out by Yue Lingjing, but Cheng Zhu naturally would not have such a brain supplement.

5 said, did she start by secretly drawing me at the beginning and then become blatantly drawing me later? "

Cheng Zhu raised his eyes and looked at Hu Yan, and felt a bit amused. Her whole body was too red, and it felt like blood was dripping out of her face.

Hu Yan looked down, and the big black-framed glasses almost covered half of her face. Now her loose and drooping hair made it even harder to see her expression. But as she lowered her head, Cheng Zhu could look down at her red neck, and a small part of her back skin was exposed at the collar of her sweater, which was also red! At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Cheng Zhu's mind..co"I ask you, has Yue Lingjing seen it?" Cheng Zhu said suddenly, his tone extremely serious. Hu Yan, who lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, was frightened and shuddered all over.

Cheng Zhu knew that Hu Yan often sent some of his daily masterpieces to his junior sister, but he was not sure if there were any of his usual works in them?

No! Hu Yan started lying mode. Her voice began to have a bit of crying tone.

I didn't mean to send your drawing to my junior sister. That would be so perverted. After my junior sister said that the person I drew looked a bit like you, I... I never sent her any more. ． I only drew this picture these few days, which is purely for my own entertainment.

I originally wanted to delete it after admiring it for a few more days, and I never thought that you would find it again. Cheng Zhu heard a little cry in her voice, but he didn't continue to ask.

"I believe you for the time being." He said.

He thought it shouldn't come to this.

He could barely understand that Hu Yan used him to entertain himself, after all, the two of them had chatted like that in private, which was already very cross-border. Yue Lingjing had no reason in this regard.

"Boss, I, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Hu Yan's words always had a little cry. At this moment of shame and humiliation, she really wanted to kill herself.

Cheng Zhu didn't reply for the time being, but just kept silent. After a while, he looked out the window.

It's past seven in the evening, and it's raining outside! It rains again!

Cheng Zhu retracted his gaze from the window and sighed.

"Ah, then, he began to comment on Hu Yan's paintings as usual. As he commented, Hu Yan slowly raised his head, his slightly red eyes were full of mistakes and the throbbing of surviving a disaster.

"Boss, you... you are not angry anymore?"

"I am angry, but I want to call the police to arrest you?" Cheng Zhu asked.

Hu Yan's slightly shrunken body shuddered again when he heard it. Cheng Zhu looked at her and continued: "I am a man of my words. I told you to show me your new work and I will comment on it. I will definitely do it."

"But he frowned.

Cheng Zhu picked up the tablet and opened the picture he saw at first sight. That is the picture that looks most like him.

"I want to ask you, why did you suddenly think of drawing me?"

Hu Yan didn't know how to answer this question at all. I don't know. She lowered her head again and timidly explained to herself: "But I really don't have any messy thoughts..."Really?" Cheng Zhu asked.

Hu Yan raised her head and looked at him, then quickly lowered her head and continued timidly: "Really...really."

--A humble little fox in front of a sponsor.

"So you want to tell me that the heroine of this picture is not you?" Cheng Zhu tapped the tablet lightly with his fingers, "Of course not! Hu Yan replied immediately this time.

Cheng Zhu looked at the slightly plump woman in the picture, especially the big fat butt, and really wanted to continue to judge people by their butts, and asked her loudly: "You said this is not your butt?

Don't you think her body shape is similar to yours?" Cheng Zhu asked relatively restrainedly "Well, there are many people with similar body shapes in the world, but different faces. Hu Yan gave the most powerful explanation: "The face is not like mine at all. To be honest, there aren't many women with asses like yours.

"Really?" Cheng Zhu asked again, looking at the face of the heroine in the painting.

The apartment fell into a brief silence. The two could only hear the sound of rain outside the window.

In the sound of the drizzle, Cheng Zhu turned his head to look at her. The next moment, Hu Yan felt a big hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, then covered the big black-framed glasses on his face and took them off.

"Isn't it like this?" he said. (ps: Second update, deleted, revised, and a few minutes late, please vote for the monthly ticket!)