Who says I'm not good at work?

come.

Qin Zexi was stunned for several seconds, then slowly recovered, "Here?" "What?"

Shi Can got a little impatient, and stretched out his hand to undo the first button of his collar, "Don't you want to?"

His voice was a little hoarse, presumably the "fire" had burned from his stomach to his throat.

"willing."

Millions would.

Qin Zexi quickly unfastened her seat belt, got out of the car, and entered the back seat in one go.

"We are not a pure physical relationship," Qin Zexi put his arms around Shi Can's waist, grabbed his ankles and let him sit on his body, "I must emphasize, I have plans for you, we—" Before he finished speaking, Shi Can kissed him.

He dislikes him for talking too much, dislikes him for being incomprehensible, and dislikes him insisting on spoiling the scenery at such a time, "Take off your clothes."

Qin Zexi tore off his shirt several times, messing up his hair.

Shi Can combed the hair on his forehead with gentle fingers, and moved his eyes with the fingertips, teasing Qin Zexi's skin bit by bit, "Is there any difference between body painting and ordinary painting?"

Qin Zexi was breathing heavily, unable to concentrate on thinking at all, "It's not the same."

Shi Can lowered his head and untied Qin Zexi's belt, "He likes it very much."

Qin Zexi gave a "huh" and suddenly came back to his senses: "Who? Who likes it very much?" Shi Can didn't answer, and then looked away.

Qin Zexi pinched his jaw, raised his cheek, and immediately realized: "You said Tian Song."

No.

Shi Can didn't have time to deny it, his lips and tongue were already under Qin Zexi's control.

He wrapped his arms around Shi Can's waist with one hand, and pinched Shi Can's neck with the other, and crazily intensified the immediate kiss, "Just now I was thinking about what it would be like to paint on your skin."

Qin Zexi's lips slid down and landed on Shi Can's shoulder, which happened to be the place where he just painted.

Qin Zexi left a row of marks with his teeth, and didn't care about Shi Can's struggle at all, "I saw those painters painting on you a while ago, and I was so jealous."

"It's not the job you gave me."

Shi Can's whole body was numb, hearing Qin Zexi's words, he felt it all at once.

Qin Zexi sucked and kissed, snorted and said, "Tian Song has no experience and is very nervous when working.

I've been watching from the side these days, and I always wonder if you, many years ago, also had that shy expression. "

"Yes, so what? No, so what," "I want to see."

Shi Can raised his "paw" like a wild cat, and teased Qin Zexi's cheek, without pain or itching, "You should observe him carefully."

"Of course, if you don't observe carefully, how can you say these words to deliberately anger you."

Qin Zexi held him tightly in his arms, not hiding his intentions at all, "I have to accumulate some 'capital' so that you can think about me.

I'm glad to see you wanting to take me for yourself. "

Shi Can raised his neck high, like the most elegant swan, "I don't want to know about him."

——(deleted)——Shi Can wrapped his arms around Qin Zexi's neck for support, "You little bastard, slow down."

Similar conversations have been going on since the first night the two met.

It's just that Shi Can's struggle was completely useless, and he was even so happy that he liked it a little.

"Why are you so excited?" Qin Zexi asked, "You fantasize about me painting on you, don't you?" "No" "You think I'm sexy, don't you?" He completely lost strength in his arms, "Don't."

"I'll wait for you to admit it."

The car was cramped and full of heat.

Shi Can's exquisite facial features also felt a little more painful, "I have nothing to admit."

"You have, you will admit that you can't live without me, you will like me."

——(deleted)——Qin Zexi sent Shi Can home, and then left alone, without asking to go upstairs—he followed Shi Can's request, and stayed here as little as possible, and behaved very chicly.

Before leaving, he glanced at Shi Can, his eyes seemed to say: If you want me to stay, take it back and beg me.

Seeing Qin Zexi's disappearing back, Shi Can took a deep breath and looked away.

Some sentimental.

On the screen of the phone was a message from my mother: [What do you want to eat tonight? ] Shi Can turned on the screen and replied: [It's all right, what are you going to do?I'll bring some ingredients when I go over.

】The relationship with my mother has returned to the way it used to be, which can't be called good or bad.

In order to reduce friction, two adults try to avoid all controversial topics.

Shi Can took the initiative to say that a lot of work has been reduced recently, and the rest are courses for students in the school, and most of them are partial models or sculptures.

The implication is that the work of undressing has basically been turned away.

The mother was dubious and wanted to persuade Shi Can to stay away from the "model" industry completely.

But Shican took the initiative to show concessions and kindness, and she didn't want to press her every step, for fear of pushing her son away from her.

"Don't worry about me." Shi Can was used to being cold-eyed and cold-faced, but it was much more difficult to be deliberately gentle when facing his mother, "I'm not who I was a few years ago."

Mothers worry about their children.

Chen Qiu didn't say this, she just wrote it in her eyes.

Getting along like this, Shi Can seems to have returned to his childhood.

The problem clearly exists but is regarded as invisible, just like his parents neglected him since he was a child.

The same.

After dinner, Shi Chan went home.

The night alone is a bit chilly, and the quietness in the house is unaccustomed.

Shi Can was lying on the double bed alone, but he couldn't help thinking: when was the last time he fell asleep alone?In the past few months when Qin Zexi appeared, except for the initial restraint, she spent the night at Shi Can's house almost every day in the most recent period.

Those few "lonely pillow" nights were either because Qin Zexi had an exam the next day, or because he was afraid of disturbing Shi Can's rest because he had classes at night too late.

Everything went so smoothly, as if Chan hadn't offered to refuse from the very beginning.

It's because he didn't defend himself, it's also because he underestimated the enemy.

Falling asleep in a trance, Shi Can had a dream.

To be precise, he saw Lin Yang and himself again in the dream.

Myself many years ago.

Shi Can has just become Lin Yang's exclusive model, and knows little about this industry, so he finds everything new.

Corresponding to the novelty, the shame and shyness made it difficult for him to walk, and he would be at a loss every time he faced Lin Yang naked.

Lin Yang cast a cold gaze, looking him up and down as if evaluating him.

Immediately, Lin Yang frowned slightly, hesitant to speak.

Shi Can took the initiative to ask, "Where are you dissatisfied with me, I will pay attention."

Lin Yang shook his head, not satisfied with anything.

He asked Shi Can back, his voice was very flat, without ups and downs, "Do you know the difference between 'commodity' and 'artwork'?"

Rather than saying it was a rhetorical question, it was better to say that he didn't want Shican to give the answer, let alone waste time entangled in meaningless quiz games.

Lin Yang is cold, strong, and aggressive, but he also gives Shi Can unique guidance.

Commodities have prices, and works of art have value, he said.

You are not confident about your body and avoid my eyes, because you think I will discount the "price" when I see flaws.

Commodities are materialistic, while artworks are idealistic.

I can't accept that you have flaws on your body, and I can't accept that you "objectify" yourself, that will be the biggest stain in my painting.

Lin Yang looked into Shi Can's eyes, and said every word seriously: "Remember, you are my work of art, the most perfect."

Lin Yang brought Shi Can to the studio he worked with, and let him look at the male models in the studio.

The model is not afraid of the eyes of others, even Shi Can, a bystander, will not make him feel embarrassed at all.

Shi Can looked at him, feeling a little embarrassed.

The model and Lin Yang were old acquaintances, and they exchanged a look and greeted each other.

Lin Yang has been teaching students and teachers in the studio at a young age, and the course content is body painting.

Art is all about expression, teachers can only teach skills, and students need to comprehend on their own to find style.

Lin Yang instructs the students to paint, and occasionally takes the paintbrush, touches the eyes three or two times, and has his own ideas.

The dream suddenly changed, and Lin Yang came to the model.

I saw him holding the pen, raised his arm and gently dropped the pen tip on the model.

Shi Can stood there in a daze, then quickly walked towards Lin Yang when he regained his senses.

One step, two steps, the distance of a few meters has not been shortened.

The originally bright light also dimmed, and the surrounding students were all stunned and motionless.

Suddenly, Shi Can's eyes were blurred, and his body began to fall as if weightless.

After a while, he regained his balance, but the person who was painting in front of him turned into Qin Zexi.

The paintbrush swept across the skin gracefully, and the person sitting opposite Qin Zexi became Tian Song.

Qin Zexi turned his head sideways to look at Shi Can, which made people's hearts tremble and twist and hurt.

That look, like Lin Yang, is so cold that people dare not get close.

Shi Canben was trapped in the same place, but at this moment he couldn't help backing away, getting farther and farther away from the two of them.

Tian Song also glanced at Shi Can, smiled faintly in return, and then looked at Qin Zexi.

The four eyes collided, and the "coldness" in Qin Zexi's sight was silently resolved.

The two are about the same age, cooperate seamlessly, and look affectionate.

how so?Shi Can called Qin Zexi's name, but the other party couldn't hear him at all.

He also ran towards the other party, bringing only a further distance.

Waking up suddenly from the dream, Shi Can sat up with a layer of sweat on his forehead.

He took a deep breath and realized that it was the doorbell that woke him up.

Ding Ding Ding is persistent and tireless, hard to ignore.

Shi Can swallowed, turned his head and looked at the time, it was past eight o'clock.

Who will come at this time?Shi Can put on a pajamas and got up, while rubbing his temples, he came to the door.

He yawned and opened the door, was startled when he saw someone coming, and woke up completely.

"Mr. Shi, hello."

The visitor was very polite, smiled and said: "I am Tian Song, we met yesterday.

Did I come too early and bother you? "