The Golden House that Can't Be Escaped [Quick Transmigration]

Bai Xianyu's face was flushed red, his head was about to smoke.

His clear eyes were misty, and the corners of his eyes were red.

"Don't stop me,? Let it go, let it go..." Bai Xianyu's voice became smaller and smaller, more and more confident.

Obviously, he also knows his old Gong very well, knowing that at this moment, he probably has no life.

Sure enough, Wen Xuli ignored his words, but gently kissed the corner of his lips.

"What do you need? It's enough to ask the housekeeper to buy it. If you don't want to be a model for me, then I can't do art creation. I can only go back to the bedroom and be tender with you."

Bai Xianyu's legs softened, and he gave up struggling.

Just paint, right? It's better than being arrested and taken back to the bedroom right now... A good body painting plan has been destroyed, and Wen Xuli will definitely fix him severely!

The little lamb, who was worried that he could not stand the torture, could only succumb to the hunter's gun and muzzle.

It is better to shear the sheep than to be roasted whole sheep...

Bai Xianyu came to the chair in the studio and sat down, raised his hand and pulled the collar of his coat.

He was wearing loose casual clothes with a comfortable round collar.He pulled it lightly, and turned his clothes to one side, revealing his round and smooth shoulders.

His skin is fair and delicate, like a shelled egg, with a faint luster under the light.

"Here, let's draw."

Bai Xianyu lay on the chair depressedly, and his voice was muffled: "I can only draw here."

Poor little lamb,? The tips of his ears are so red, he can only rely on this little trick to turn things around.He made such a request to the hunter, but forgot that he did not have enough chips in his hand.

Wen Xuli took a deep breath, and finally endured it for the time being.

This guy's little goat's hooves were about to go up to the sky just now, and if he pushes it further, he may develop even greater rebellious psychology, so let's take it step by step...

Wen Xuli took a towel, dipped it in water, and began to wipe Bai Xianyu's shoulders.

"Aren't you going to draw?" Bai Xianyu blushed slightly.

"I'll wipe the canvas clean first."

Bai Xianyu pursed her mouth, and her voice was filled with grievances: "I take a bath every day, and it's obviously very clean."

"Well, the towel is not dirty, it is indeed very clean." Wen Xuli used the towel to absorb the water, and then picked up the paint plate, ready to start.

"Xiaoyu, what pattern do you want to draw?"

Bai Xianyu gritted his teeth: "You didn't even think about drawing anything, just locked the door and locked me here?"

"I really thought about it, but the canvas you gave me is too small, and I can't play it normally. If you have no ideas, why don't we expand the canvas?"

Wen Xuli coaxed in a low voice, speaking softly, as if coaxed by a devil.

But the little lamb was not fooled.

"Then you can draw cloudy for me, it's simple and easy." Bai Xianyu said casually.

Wen Xuli chuckled, picked up the pen, dipped in the red paint, and began to draw.

The soft-bristled brush of the paintbrush rubs gently on the skin, and the paint is also slightly cool, sour and soft...

As if someone was tickling it, Bai Xianyu's body instantly softened.

Bai Xianyu gritted his teeth, trying to endure.

"Hurry up, it's itchy."

It didn't take long for Wen Xuli to draw an ordinary small pattern.

But looking at the forbearance of the little lamb, his wet eyes...

Wen Xuli's eyes darkened, and his throat moved.

"it is good."

Bai Xianyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that a certain animal was planning to procrastinate the painting time on purpose.

Feeling the wetness coming from his back, Bai Xianyu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"No, this outline is not a cloud, is it?"

"Well. I don't want to draw clouds, I'm going to draw a little sun."

Bai Xianyu: "..."

This beast, live!

Bai Xianyu could only grit his teeth bitterly and let him do whatever he wanted.

After all, he was already guilty of forcing Wen Xuli to stay away from all competitions, and he forcibly reduced the size of the canvas to such a small piece... Because of his guilt, he chose to back down a few steps.

Of course, in exchange for the concession, the hunter will naturally intensify.The painting time is prolonged by the task, and the torment continues.

The poor little lamb could only continue to endure bitterly, urging him from time to time.

"Ok?"

"It's just the beginning."

"Ok?"

"hold on."

Finally, the little lamb became suspicious.

"Why isn't it better? You don't usually draw so slowly..."

Wen Xuli didn't change his face: "It's my first time to do body painting, and I'm not proficient. There is still a big difference between human skin and drawing paper."

Bai Xianyu didn't know painting, so he naturally listened to Wen Xuli's tricks.

He could only bite his lips and continue to endure: "You, hurry up, I'm about to die."

There was a slight gasp in the voice, obviously being bullied badly.

Wen Xuli's eyes darkened, and he slowly closed his eyes.

try to restrain...

He suddenly opened his eyes, dropped the paintbrush in his hand, lazily picked up Bai Xianyu and left.

Bai Xianyu, who was still wondering when it would end, stared at the rapidly retreating floor, with a confused look on his face: "???"

The originally locked door was quickly opened, and Wen Xuli went straight to the bedroom...

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Today, the relationship between Bai Xianyu and Wen Xuli is very close.

In the past, Bai Xianyu was alive and kicking even though he was killed.

Now, even if Bai Xianyu doesn't try to die, Wen Xuli will suddenly think of someone like Xie Xunwei, and he will immediately get blackfaced and arrest Bai Xianyu directly.

Bai Xianyu said that the sky should not be called the earth is not working, so he can only exercise hard to avoid falling apart that day.

In order not to stimulate his own vinegar essence, Bai Xianyu also deliberately distanced himself from Xie Xunwei.

Originally, Xie Xunwei still cared about this little friend, even if he was left out in the cold, he would still chat with Bai Xianyu when he had time.

But Bai Xianyu's attitude was very obvious when he was snubbed and perfunctory several times, and Xie Xunwei gradually stopped looking for boredom.

Wen Xuli has always been the high-altitude flower of the school, and many people speculate that the person who wins Wen Xuli in the end will be such a magnificent beauty.

In the end, it turned out to be such a handsome and lovely guy as Bai Xianyu.Many people who have pursued Wen Xuli's appearance and temperament can beat Bai Xianyu.

Many people don't see the relationship between Bai Xianyu and Wen Xuli, thinking that they will break up sooner or later.

But the two have been together for four years, and their relationship is still very good. The people who were waiting to see the jokes witnessed their love instead.

In recent years, Wen Xuli has never participated in painting competitions.

His focus has also shifted from painting to work.Today, he has completely taken over the family's business, and he is still running it with great vigor.

Bai Xianyu is about to graduate, so Wen Xuli is naturally going to attend.

The School of Painting is very lively, and there is an exhibition of graduation works.This is a tradition of the school, and some passers-by will come to see the exhibition, bringing a lot of income to the school's shops.

Wen Xuli's graduation work is about buildings, not figures, which he is best at.

Bai Xianyu couldn't help but wonder: "You haven't drawn many buildings in the past few years, why do you suddenly have this interest?"

"I like to paint you, but I won't hang your portrait in the exhibition hall and let those many people point and point. I don't want to see them stop and stay in front of your portrait, showing obsessed eyes..."

Wen Xuli's eyes were deep and deep, and his desire to monopolize Bai Xianyu was vividly displayed.

In order to attack Xie Xunwei when he asked for the villa, he would not bring the portrait to school at all.He sorted out any portraits related to Bai Xianyu and put them in the studio.

Even if there are guests coming, he will not entertain them to watch these.

The corner of Bai Xianyu's mouth twitched: "Isn't it just a painting?"

"As long as it's related to you, any little thing means a lot." Wen Xuli took his hand and kissed him lightly, with deep affection in his eyes.

Bai Xianyu's heart moved slightly, and she silently snuggled into his arms.

The exhibition hall is very lively and full of people.

Wen Xuli led Bai Xianyu through the crowd.

In order to prevent Bai Xianyu from being squeezed, he quietly protected Bai Xianyu in his arms, that cherished appearance seemed to be as rare as the other party.

Bai Xianyu was sweet in her heart, happily enjoying the care of her man.

The students' works are still a little immature. If the master came to see the paintings, he would feel less interested.

But Bai Xianyu is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't know how to appreciate a work from an artistic point of view.As long as it looks good, he likes it.

"This painting is quite beautiful, I like the color of it."

"This painting is also beautiful, the bird is so realistic..."

Bai Xianyu chattered non-stop, and it didn't stop for a while.

Wen Xuli just watched him quietly, his heart was already sweetened by the smart and cute, and he didn't feel noisy at all.

Suddenly, Wen Xuli's expression froze.

He led Bai Xianyu towards a painting.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think of this painting?"

Bai Xianyu's eyes widened: "It's so beautiful! This angel of holy light is too beautiful, I feel like following him will lead me to a happy paradise..."

Bai Xianyu was full of praise.

His eyes wandered over the portrait, carefully observing the details.Then he found a very familiar signature in the corner: Xie Xunwei.

Oh open!

Bai Xianyu felt a chill in his buttocks, and he panicked.

"I've been shopping for so long, but I still don't have a painting that can compare with your work. You are the best..."

The overwhelming rainbow fart blows Wen Xuli to the sky, as if all of Wen Xuli's works have their own golden light, which is dazzling and attractive.

Wen Xuli's expression was light, and he raised his eyebrows: "Did you see the signature?"

Bai Xianyu was like a chicken whose neck had been strangled, unable to speak a word.

It hits the nail on the head and is irrefutable.

"You still admire Xie Xunwei's paintings." Wen Xuli pursed his lips, a terrible storm brewing in his eyes.

Bai Xianyu swallowed her saliva: "I didn't see the signature just now, so I praised it because I thought it was a good painting. I didn't praise it because it was painted by Xie Xunwei. And... what I said was the truth."

"The paintings you draw are the best. If you hold a private exhibition, more people will definitely come to visit!"

Wen Xuli hooked his lips and smiled meaningfully.

"I hold a private art exhibition? The paintings I draw are almost all fragments of your life in various states. Do you want people to 'peek' at your life?"

Bai Xianyu was suddenly at a loss for words.

"You have other paintings, don't you have enough for an exhibition?"

"Those things are not worth collecting."