After becoming the personal model of the boss

He Xiancheng took a mouthful of noodles and looked up at him: "What kind?"

Zhou Shang'an had an inexplicable feeling that He Xiancheng did it on purpose, asking questions knowingly.

He glanced at He Xiancheng, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Just... a nude model.".

At this moment, He Xiancheng answered without hesitation: "Trick."

Zhou Shangan swallowed his saliva, glanced at He Xiancheng cautiously, then pretended to look away as if nothing had happened, and finally asked, "Then you...how do you see me?"

He Xiancheng took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, looked up at Zhou Shangan, "You?"

Under the dining table, Zhou Shang'an clenched his hands tightly, and let out a "hmm".

He Xiancheng's voice was cold and crisp, and he said, "Unqualified."

Zhou Shangan suddenly looked up at him, his eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Ah? I...why?"

His figure is not strong, but he is not ugly. On the contrary, he is not bad for a teenager. Zhou Shangan also has this kind of self-confidence, so he has the nerve to come to He Xiancheng again.

He Xiancheng didn't seem to reject him because of his figure.

He glanced at Zhou Shang'an, and said indifferently, "I don't have that much time to spend with you."

After speaking, He Xiancheng got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhou Shang'an was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered something after a while.

What He Xiancheng was referring to was probably the matter of him taking off his clothes and dawdling.

"I..." Zhou Shangan stood up and looked towards the kitchen. After a while, he clenched his fists and shouted, "I will hurry up next time!" After he finished speaking, he bit his lower lip tightly, and his cheeks were a little uncontrollable. Get hot.

"Huh?" He Xiancheng put the bowl into the sink and looked back at him.

Zhou Shang'an pursed her lips and explained with hot cheeks: "I... I made a misunderstanding last time."

He Xiancheng raised his tone slightly, "Misunderstanding?"

Zhou Shangan was disturbed by his tone, and nodded, "Well, I won't do it next time."

"Then you have made up your mind this time?" He Xiancheng leaned against the cabinet, raised his eyebrows slightly, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Shang'an always felt that the conversation between the two was weird, but he still said "um".

"That's fine." He Xiancheng turned around.

Zhou Shang'an didn't realize what He Xiancheng meant for a moment, looked at him with wide eyes, and asked, "That's, but... is it okay?"

"What else do you want?" He Xiancheng turned his back on him, turned on the kitchen faucet, and the sound of splashing water was heard.

"No," Zhou Shang'an said hastily, then he jumped off the chair, walked into the kitchen with a few quick steps, stood beside He Xiancheng, and carefully confirmed with his probe: "That's it, isn't it?"

He Xiancheng said, "Yes."

Zhou Shangan breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to confirm: "Then...the salary is [-] per hour, right? No deposit, right?"

After looking for a part-time job around the school, he realized that five hundred was a sky-high price.

He Xiancheng put the bowl into clean water to rinse, and said in a calm voice, "The settlement will be settled on the same day."

Zhou Shang'an's shoulders loosened, he blinked at the pulsing muscles of He Xiancheng's arm, and asked again, "Then, this painting...can it...cover my face?"

He Xiancheng stopped the movement of his hands, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Shangan.

Zhou Shang'an thought that he had asked too much, and that he would be slapped all over his face. He paused, but heard He Xiancheng say in a low voice, "I drew it for myself."

Unexpectedly, it was such an answer, Zhou Shang'an's eyes widened in surprise, and he wanted to ask something, but He Xiancheng had already turned around and left, so he had no choice but to shut up and follow.

He Xiancheng stood on the balcony of the room in between, lit a cigarette, and looked outside.

This is the penultimate floor of the building, a relatively high position with a wide view.

There is a construction site in front, and further away are small buildings one after another. I heard that a small shopping mall will be built in this area soon.

He lazily puffed out the smoke rings, and didn't ask Zhou Shangan why he was still here and why he didn't leave.

Seeing the branches at the edge of the construction site gradually blurred in the night, Zhou Shang'an felt a little anxious, and he couldn't help but ask, "Then when shall we start?"

If nothing else happens, he should be sleeping on the street tomorrow.

He Xiancheng looked at him, and said calmly, "Are you in a hurry?"

There was a hazy layer of smoke between the two of them, and Zhou Shangan couldn't see his facial features clearly, but only saw the faint light reflected in He Xiancheng's eyes.

It's so beautiful, Zhou Shangan was stunned for a few words popped out of his mind.

He Xiancheng looked at the person in front of him, smiled, and said, "You can do it now."

When He Xiancheng's eyes were slightly bent, there was an inexplicable taste, a bit refined but not serious.

"Ah?" Zhou Shang'an finally came to his senses, and hurriedly said, "Okay...okay, let's start." Then he turned away from looking at He Xiancheng, and brushed the hair on his forehead a little uncomfortably.