Gao Leng's president is 19 years old

When I walked in, I saw underwear all over the bed. I bought it with her yesterday. "Are you...?"

"I want to try these, but the mirror in the bathroom is too close to see them all. Brother Chen, you are here, can you take a look for me?" Feng Chengcheng smiled and picked up one from the bed.

This is inappropriate, right? "I said. Saying that, I really want to see her in these clothes.

"There is nothing inappropriate. You are my brother and I am your younger sister. You are considered an elder. Besides, you will help me draw in a while. Isn't that even more afraid to look at it?!" Feng Chengcheng smiled slightly. Some red.

"Okay, you change." I turned around and faced the wall, of course not watching her change.

After wondering for a while, Feng Chengcheng said: "Okay, Brother Chen, please turn around."

I turned my head slowly, looked at Feng Chengcheng in front of me, and almost suffocated. I thought that Feng Chengcheng in underwear would be very beautiful, but I didn't expect to be so beautiful, beautiful and meticulous, extremely amazing.In my mind, I instantly compared Feng Chengcheng and Ling Wan'er.Ling Wan'er's beauty is plump beauty, which has been developed to the extreme.And Feng Chengcheng is full of graceful beauty, like a mermaid about to emerge from the water.

"Brother Chen, am I pretty?" Feng Chengcheng was not shy, and asked me with a pink face.

"Pretty, really beautiful." I nodded sincerely.

"Am I beautiful or Wan'er beautiful?" Feng Chengcheng squinted at me.

"This...you are both beautiful." After saying this, I felt a little regretful. In theory, I should have said that Feng Chengcheng is more beautiful, but I don't want to go against my will, especially for Wan'er. ,my sweetheart.She is indeed beautiful.

"Really? Wan'er is indeed beautiful and lucky." Feng Chengcheng showed a slightly disappointed expression on his face.

"Luck? Does it have something to do with luck?" I thought about it. In terms of family, Feng Chengcheng is not much inferior to Wan'er.

"I still think she is lucky, because she met you." When Feng Chengcheng said this, a pair of blurred eyes looked at me, which made me believe that her words were sincere.At the same time, I felt flattered. I was born in poverty, with no money, power, or rights. I was just a standard hanging silk youth.

"President Feng, don't say that, I'm just a farmer." I'm not laughing at myself. Once upon a time, in China, farmers were synonymous with third-class citizens, not even second-class.

"No! Let me tell you, in terms of appearance, you are outstanding. In terms of ability, you are a famous designer, have won awards, and you are also a master of kung fu... Tell yourself, aren't you outstanding?"

After being told by Feng Chengcheng, I feel that I am really excellent.However, this is an official-based country, an excessive belief in the supremacy of money. In this country, no matter how good you are, you will be crushed by the oppression of society and have to linger on in order to survive.So, I totally thought it was Feng Chengcheng who was complimenting me.

"Hehe! In China, it is not enough to have only ability, but also to have relationships, to learn to be a human being, and even to learn thick and black..." I quibbled.

"Talk away, you are excellent in my eyes."

"Hehe, you think I'm quite happy." Indeed, Feng Chengcheng's understanding made me think that she is not a layman, not a layman who judges heroes by money and rights.This is rare. In fact, the richer a person is and the higher his official position, his consciousness and starting point will change a lot. It is rare for Feng Chengcheng to have such a viewpoint and view, and to evaluate a person from his talent and knowledge .

"Yes, let's not talk about this. This afternoon, I heard from Zhu Wei that there is a Chengyi Home Textiles whose sketches are very similar to ours. What do you think is the situation?" Feng Chengcheng frowned and said.

My heart trembled, Grandma, the news spread quickly, I tried my best to keep myself calm and said, "I don't know either! I was with you today, and I didn't enter the museum. How could such a thing happen?"

"Yes, Zhu Wei won't tell lies, but it's okay, he is copying us, not us copying them. Okay, let's not talk about this matter, let's pay more attention to protecting our drawings in the future. From now on How about painting?" After turning around a lot, Feng Chengcheng still brought up the topic of painting.

"Yeah, okay." Hearing that Feng Chengcheng gave up on this topic, I felt a lot relieved like a Meng Dahe, and at the same time secretly swore that I would never do such a thing again.

"What kind of pose should I pose?" Feng Chengcheng said with a blushing face.

"Why don't you lie on the bed, it will be better, and you won't be too tired." I said.

"Okay, that's it." Feng Chengcheng got on the bed, cut his hands backwards, and took off the bra.

Seeing it in my eyes, I felt flustered in my heart, this girl is too sexy.

"Brother Chen, is it okay for me to lie down like this?" Feng Chengcheng lay down, facing me diagonally, and her front was displayed in front of my eyes at a glance.

"Yes, it's just too tiring. Why don't you lie here and lean on the quilt, it'll be better."

"Yeah!" Under my guidance, Feng Chengcheng changed her posture, which was only slightly wild, and I could see her positions at a glance.

Looking at it, my mind became confused, I hurriedly bit my tongue, let the pain stimulate my nerves, and tried to stay awake.

I fixed the sketch paper on the drawing board and began to draw seriously. 1 minute, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour later, Feng Chengcheng's big outline appeared vividly on the paper.

"Brother Chen, I'm exhausted, can you take a rest?" Feng Chengcheng said while lying there, stretching.

"Okay, let's take a break in the middle. Models take a break every 20 minutes, and you have persisted for half an hour." I looked at the screen and secretly marveled that my painting skills have not faded, and it seems to have increased. In fact, this is normal. A good model can often stimulate the painter's inspiration.

"Brother Chen, how is the painting going?" Feng Chengcheng was not shy at all, and came behind me with bare feet and naked body, looking at my painting.

"The big outline is ready, the next step is to fine-tune and paint the details. It will probably take two hours." I said this, but my mind was a little absent-minded. A beautiful naked woman was standing behind me. Can you stop thinking about it.

"Wow, Brother Chen, you're really good! The painting is really good." Feng Chengcheng leaned forward slightly, leaning very close to me, and the air from her mouth made my ears itchy.

"Really? It's fine." Because of the itching of my ears, I couldn't help moving my head, and suddenly felt that something touched my face. When I looked closely, it turned out to be Feng Chengcheng's gentleness, because she leaned forward, The pair actually touched my face.

The moment I met Feng Chengcheng's gentleness, my whole body trembled.Damn, this is the rhythm of death!
Feng Chengcheng was bumped by my face, his face was ashamed like a red cloth, he turned to the side, and found a bath towel to cover his body.

"Cheng Cheng, I'm sorry!" I said at a loss.

"It's okay, I can't blame you. Brother Chen, tell me, do you think I'm beautiful?!" Feng Chengcheng lowered his head and asked me.

"It's beautiful, of course it's beautiful, so it goes without saying."

"Brother Chen, do you like it?" Feng Chengcheng sat close to me with a towel wrapped around him.

"I..." I was stunned for a while. I thought that Feng Chengcheng didn't hate me, but anyway, he shouldn't ask such a question. This sentence seemed to make me see a trace of ambiguity.Or it can be understood that if I like it, maybe I can get her tonight.However, I still have to pretend to be confused, Wan'er has already promised me and treated me so well, I don't allow myself to do things that I'm sorry for her.

"Brother Chen, answer me directly, don't hesitate, answer me, do you like it?" Feng Chengcheng sat beside me, looking at me with unobstructed eyes.

"Cheng Cheng, I, I think we are both drunk..." I have to admit that the wine really made us a little bit reckless.

"If you don't tell me, I'd forget it. You're tired too. I'll call for some food and wine for the two of us to have a drink, so as to give you some inspiration." After Feng Chengcheng finished speaking, he grabbed the internal line to make arrangements.

I wanted to refuse, but before I could refuse, she had already finished calling.The efficiency of the hotel is quite fast. In a short while, four dishes, hot and cold, came up the mountain, and there were two bottles of good wine.

Feng Chengcheng and I were sitting face to face, chatting while drinking. The topics we talked about were very common, but they always made people feel a little ambiguous.Feng Chengcheng sat across from me, with a towel wrapped around his body.Feng Chengcheng wearing a bath towel is more beautiful than Feng Chengcheng naked.