Dressed as the vicious ex-wife of a villain

Shiyang looked at the couple at the door teasingly.

She was stunned by this sudden scene for nearly half a minute. After a moment of excitement, she suddenly felt bad.

She didn't!she is not!She didn't book this kind of room!

However, the couple had already walked away hugging each other.

Shiyang looked at the room full of sex toys and felt like crying again, especially when she turned her head and looked into Gu Ci's eyes.

"..."

The already awkward atmosphere suddenly became even more awkward.

Shi Yang hurriedly grabbed the room card and went downstairs to change rooms. The front desk looked at Shi Yang who suddenly ran down again and was stunned. When he heard her request to change to a regular room, his expression became a little more searching.

Then the front desk checked on the system as instructed.

The result is that you arrived one minute late, and the remaining two junior suites were booked just now, so your request may not be changed. Now only our special "Fun Suite" is available.

Shiyang's expression froze little by little as he listened to the result whispered by the receptionist.

……

Shiyang went upstairs again.

Gu Ci was still in the room, probably because he thought he had to change rooms, so he did not sit down but kept standing. When he saw Shiyang returning to the room, he asked, "Have you changed?"

Shiyang lowered his head and looked at the intact room card in his hand.

Gu Ci looked over and saw that the number on the room card in Shiyang's hand had not changed.

"So...are you still painting?" Gu Ci asked, scanning the distinctive room again.

Although it was just a hotel room, after the embarrassment at the first sight of the young man, his expression returned to calmness.

Gu Ci: "I can be in any room."

Shiyang closed his eyes looking at the love room of peach fans, thinking of the imminent deadline.

She squeezed out a few words through her teeth: "Let's draw."

……

Previously, she decided to leave the door open because she felt that the lonely man and the widow should avoid the melons and plums in the fields. Now, facing the items not suitable for children in this room, and thinking of the melon-eating couple who just passed by, Shiyang silently closed the door.

Gu Ci sat on the S-shaped sofa in the room.

Shiyang sat on the bed opposite him, holding a drawing board and facing the boy on the sofa.

The sweet fragrance that adds to the fun is still floating in the air.

Perhaps because of the love suite, the lights in the room were not very bright. The yellow light source seemed to be vaguely mixed with red ambient light.

I have to say that in addition to the hardware facilities, this fun suite is also very good at creating an atmosphere.

Shiyang swallowed.

The young man in black is sitting on the red sofa. The light adds a bit of ambiguous color to his originally pale face. He relaxes his posture and stares at the painter opposite him quietly with his dark pupils and deep eyes.

This scene made Shi Yang inexplicably think of the scene in "Titanic" where Jack draws a picture of Rose wearing the Heart of the Ocean. It is also the most fragrant and charming classic scene in the whole movie.

The difference is probably that in the movie, Ruth is naked, showing off her fair and plump body to Jack, while the boy in front of her is fully clothed, with only the top button of his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a small section of his delicate collarbone.

There is a saying that when a person wears less, others tend to pay attention to the areas he covers, while when he wears more, attention will be attracted to the areas exposed.

Shi Yang found that he couldn't help but look at Gu Ci's dazzling white collarbone.

She pinched the pen and forced herself to wake up. When facing the teenager, she wrote like a master. She finished the painting quickly in two hours and then put away the drawing board.

"Thank you." Shiyang stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the past two hours had been painful.

Gu Ci then changed his posture: "Have you finished the painting?"

Shiyang: "The painting is done."

She quickly packed her things and said, "I'll transfer the money to you when I get home later. Please check out the room later. Thank you for your hard work today. It's getting late. I'll go back first. Bye."

Then before Gu Ci could say anything, Shi Yang picked up his bag and ran out of the love suite as if he was running away.

Gu Ci looked at Shi Yang's back, which was almost running away, and then raised his eyes to scan the apartment.

……

That night, after Shiyang finished washing, she lay on her bed in her pajamas and looked at the two paintings she had drawn today on her tablet.

The efficiency of two hours was better than the two weeks she spent dawdling.

Just polish the details and you're ready for submission.

Shiyang smiled at his painting, and then suddenly remembered the scene of Gu Ci lazily sitting on the sofa in the love suite tonight.

It seems that the tip of the nose can still smell the fragrance in the room.

Then when he closed his eyes, all he could see in front of him was the young man's dazzling white collarbone exposed by his collar.

Shi Yang suddenly felt his ears turning red.

She opened her eyes, bit her lower lip, and involuntarily opened a new drawing paper against the tablet in her hand.

The light of the screen is reflected on the girl's face.

Shi Yang held the pen, his ears turned red, bit his lower lip, and began to draw bit by bit.

In the painting, a beautiful, god-like young man is wearing a black shirt and black trousers, half-lying on a red European-style sofa.

His collar is slightly open, and if you look closely, you can find an ambiguous and fine kiss mark on his white collarbone and chest.

The belts of his trousers were also open and hanging, and the buttons of his trousers had obviously been buttoned haphazardly just now.

Shiyang began to draw the boy's face.

The young man in the painting has skin as white as snow. He looks fragile and aloof, but his cheeks are flushed with an ambiguous flush. His eyes are half-opened, his eyes are blurred and hazy, and there is even joy in the details. No matter from any angle, he looks like he just happened. She looked like she had just been brutally raped.

The more Shi Yang painted his face, the hotter he became, and the more he painted his heart, the more trembling he became, but his hands continued to paint crazily as if they were not obeying his orders, until the last stroke was completed.

Shiyang finally finished the last stroke and looked at his freshly made work on the tablet.

She can guarantee that this is almost the best painting she has ever painted in her life.

It's so good that the young man in the painting seems to be so lifelike, half lying in front of you as if he had just been brutally raped.

Shiyang's face was so red that it couldn't be red anymore.

She closed her eyes, despising herself for being so obscene, but at the same time, she was between deleting and saving, and chose save.

Shiyang carefully preserved the painting.

My only thought at this moment is that I must not let others see me.