Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

She glanced at the wine on the table, he should not be the only one here to entertain tonight.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and stopped by the sofa he was leaning on, "Are you taking off your coat for you?"

The man didn't answer, just waited with a straight face.

Guan Qianyu didn't ask any more questions, and started to help him take off his coat and put it aside.

Turning around, he found that he was staring at her with dark eyes, and then his thin lips moved, "Continue, Shirt."

Guan Qianyu didn't move, but looked at him with a slight frown, "You came here specially tonight, just to make me feel comfortable?"

Yan Xiyu raised his chin slightly, and his stern face under the light became more angular.

The irony is naturally obvious, "Didn't you want me to help you and make you hate me more? The harder it is to earn in this business, the higher the amount, don't you understand?"

As he said that, he raised his hand and gestured to untie his tie, while continuing to say in a leisurely manner: "Of course you can feel comfortable, I will do it myself."

Obviously, he didn't finish his sentence, "You just need to lie down, as comfortable as you want, you have a deep understanding of my skills, huh?"

As soon as she heard this, she quickly reached out to stop his movement, "I'll do it."

But it also stated: "You can take off your clothes, but Princess Court does not have that kind of service."

Yan Xiyu smiled, "I put the check here, and there's nothing?"

Guan Qianyu knew that he didn't want to make her feel better, he just didn't want to let her go, and he just wanted to make things difficult for her.

He didn't have much expression, but suddenly looked at him calmly, "How much?"

Yan Xiyu looked at her and narrowed his eyes.

She knew he was watching, but she continued to untie her tie methodically, and then prepared to take off her shirt.

The man finally clasped her wrist, "Is this how you usually treat guests? You can give them whatever they want?"

She looked at his temper inexplicably, and smiled, "Others don't have so many weird requests from Mr. Yan."

Yan Xiyu nodded meaningfully, "Really? It seems that you are used to painting on underwear, isn't it surprising?"

Guan Qianyu paused for a moment, as if she understood what the manager meant by asking her to ask for blessings.

Did Yan Xiyu come here to make things difficult for her after knowing a lot of "insider information"?

Then she has no need to struggle.

He simply unbuttoned his shirt and asked, "So, where does Mr. Yan want to paint?"

The man touched his thin lips viciously, "If you continue, you'll know?"

Guan Qianyu pursed her lips slightly, he should not be wearing anything under his shirt, should he continue?
After untying him without saying a word, she had to glance at him, "Next?"

Yan Xiyu's nerves were severely teased, "Are you so impatient?"

She took a deep breath in her heart, why she couldn't wait, he asked her to do it and didn't fully explain it, shouldn't she ask more clearly?
Fortunately, he hasn't really perverted to the point of being unreasonable.

Yan Xiyu asked her to paint on his chest.

That's right, painting directly on the skin.

Guan Qianyu looked at him uncertainly, "Are you sure you let the paint directly touch the skin?"

The man snorted coldly, "You are fully responsible for what happens to me."

"..."

The paint she used is really the best, environmentally friendly, but he is the first person to paint on the body.

What's more, Yan Xiyu asked again, "No pens allowed."

She didn't know why, "Don't use a pen, can you just use your hands?"

In the end, Yan Xiyu answered her with determined eyes.

Guan Qianyu took a breath and nodded, "Okay, since it's a business, there are always conditions for the banquet, and I also have one. The price will be negotiated first."

Yan Xiyu moved her position slightly, leaned on her comfortably, and looked at her, "How much do you think it's worth?
She seriously suggested, "500 million?"

The man frowned and laughed, "Why don't you go grab it?"

A total of 2000 million, draw four times, want to finish in four days?
Guan Qianyu smiled lightly, not in a hurry, "I have tens of thousands of paints. Although my painting skills are not well-known, a dozen or 20 is not too much. Painting is an art. Add it up and add it up." One million is not too much."

Yan Xiyu pulled her thin lips, "Is your math teacher still alive?"

You only got together 100 million yuan, so you dare to ask him for 500 million yuan?
She put her hands in front of her eyes, "These hands are the most expensive, 400 million, I think the banquet is always worth it."

The man's lazy and leering eyes fell on her white and slender green hands.

Her hands have always been beautiful, without wearing anything, they are purely seductive, white enough and tender enough, with baby pink in the palm.

"Okay." Yan Xiyu said generously.

Guan Qianyu actually didn't expect him to agree.

After all, it was 500 million. How could her hands be worth that money?She just wanted him to quit.

He is not short of money, but he definitely doesn't want to let her earn so much so readily.

As a result, he dug a hole himself and was brought in, so he had to paint for him.

Asking him what to draw, Yan Xiyu closed her eyes and said nothing, she could only make up her own mind.

In fact, she didn't know what to draw, so after thinking about it, she simply painted him a beautiful red rose.

The dark green leaves and delicate petals are lifelike in every stroke, as if they can really drip water.

It's just that she didn't seem to have a good grasp of the size of the human body canvas, and the two withered petals fell under his lower abdomen, which wasn't enough, it was almost time for the mermaid line.

Guan Qianyu was so absorbed in the painting that he didn't notice anything wrong at all, and even pulled his trousers down to make it easier for him to write.

Oh no, it's convenient to drop on your fingertips.

Yan Xiyu was originally leaning comfortably on the sofa, but at some point, her whole body became tense and her eyes darkened.

He regretted painting on his body, and regretted letting her use his hands. He obviously didn't bother this woman, but he was just making trouble for himself!