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The next day was indeed sunny, Xu Yao stood in front of the window, looking at the Seine River outside the window, the blue sky was reflected on the clear water, white clouds floated, pink walls, red roofs, gently flowing with the water rock……

"It's good that it doesn't rain," Xu Yao felt the autumn wind blowing across his cheeks, put his arms on the railing, leaned out half of his body slightly, looked up at the sky and said, "I like the sun."

Lu Sheng put two cups of coffee on the round table on the balcony, walked over and stood behind Xu Yao, hugged his waist from behind, kissed him on the neck and said, "You like the sun, I like you."

Xu Yao looked back at him with a smile, and Lu Sheng kissed him directly. The two kissed for a long time in the sun, and they didn't separate until their breathing became disordered.

There was still a trace of water in Xu Yao's eyes. Lu Cheng looked into Xu Yao's eyes and said, "My wife, don't look at me like that. I still want to draw you today. If you look at me like that, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it. Then I can't draw anymore today, I really want to draw you now."

"You can draw at any time..." Xu Yao and Lu Sheng walked to the round table and sat down, and said; "Just finish drinking the coffee."

The coffee was drunk quickly, Lu Sheng dragged Xu Yao back to the room impatiently, after closing the window, he even drew the curtains, the sunlight was completely blocked by the purple curtains.

The light in the bedroom was not turned on, and Xu Yao’s eyes were pitch-black. When Lu Sheng turned on the light and Xu Yao saw the drawing board that had been set up beside the bed, he felt that what he just said was too easy. Lying naked on the bed, while Lu Sheng was fully dressed and sitting behind the drawing board.

He swallowed and asked, "How long will it take to draw?"

Lu Sheng calculated the time and said, "About three hours?"

"Does it take that long?" Xu Yao frowned. He would have to be naked for three hours, which is really not a very short time.

Lu Sheng tapped the center of his wrinkled brows with his finger, smoothing it out a little bit, "If you don't want to, you can stop at any time, and we can stop at any time if you're tired, you can do whatever you want."

If Xu Yao didn't want to continue, Lu Sheng wouldn't force him.

Xu Yao nodded: "Okay, if I don't want to draw, I will tell you, if you are tired, you can also tell me."

Lu Sheng: "Drawing you won't get tired..."

Thinking of his injury, Xu Yao raised his neck to show Lu Sheng, and asked him: "There is still some bruise on the neck that hasn't faded, and there is still gauze on the hand, will it affect it? Will it not look good when you draw it?"

Lu Sheng looked at the dazzling blue color on Xu Yao's neck and felt distressed. Although Xu Yao had already reported the case, he was not the first to go to the police station. If no other evidence was found, the possibility of filing a case was very small, but he would not Forget it, he's been being checked by people for the past few days, and there should be results soon.

He kissed Xu Yao's neck and said, "It doesn't matter, you are beautiful no matter what."

Xu Yao stopped worrying about his injuries, and went around to the easel beside the bed to take a look. The canvas was still clean and white. Later, Lu Sheng would adjust the color with a brush and paint his body on the white canvas. Standing in front of the drawing board and imagining it, it should be pretty good.

"Draw it." Xu Yao walked from behind the drawing board to the bed, the overhead lamp fell on him, casting a small shadow on the bed.

Lu Sheng walked up to him, "You can take any position you want, sitting or lying down, it might be more comfortable to lie down, and you won't be tired."

"What if I fall asleep." Xu Yao asked.

"Then I'll draw you sleeping, everything looks good, your body is so beautiful, if I can draw one every year, I can record your beauty every year, not only about your body," Lu Sheng Pointing to the air conditioner again, "If you really fall asleep, then I will turn up the temperature of the air conditioner."

Xu Yao looked at the air conditioner, it was 29 degrees now, he said: "It's already 29 degrees, I won't fall asleep, it might be a little hot."

"It won't be hot after you take off your clothes, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." Lu Sheng said.

Although they had been honest with each other too many times, Xu Yao still felt a little awkward. After dawdling for a while, he stretched out his hand to Lu Sheng, "Help me undress."

In the past two days, Xu Yao's hands were inconvenient, so it was Lu Sheng who helped him dress and undress.

Xu Yao is dressed very casually today, a black sweater, a pair of casual pants, and slippers on his feet. It can be seen from his bent toes that are tightly digging at the soles of his shoes that he is a little nervous now.

Lu Sheng stared at his white toes and said, "My wife's feet are very beautiful, they must be beautiful when painted."

Xu Yao answered, "Then you can just draw my feet..."

"That won't work..." Lu Sheng had already pinched the hem of Xu Yao's sweater, and lifted it up to his chest skillfully, "Yao Yao raised his hand, your body is beautiful everywhere, I want to draw everything, I don't want to lose an inch of skin."

Xu Yao raised his hands obediently, and Lu Sheng took off his sweater directly. Xu Yao didn't wear anything under the sweater, and was already half naked without the sweater.

The soft light above fell on Xu Yao's body. His skin was very fair, and there was a layer of cold light under the light.

"Yaoyao is not afraid." Lu Sheng put the sweater he took off on the chair beside him.

"I'm not afraid," Xu Yao took Lu Sheng's hand and put his hand on his belt, "After taking off the sweater, help me take off my pants."

Lu Sheng pressed against the belt buckle in front of Xu Yao's lower abdomen, pinched the buckle on one side with his fingers, and pressed down hard with his thumb, only to hear a "click", the belt was already loose.

After taking off all the clothes on Xu Yao's body, he walked around in front of Lu Sheng naked and asked him, "Is it okay?"

Lu Sheng's eyes skipped Xu Yao's skin little by little, took another step back, raised his fingers, and vaguely traced the outline of his body little by little through the air.

Just drawing from a distance, he already felt the passionate and unrestrained pleasure on his fingertips, which was a kind of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

After the official start, Lu Sheng sat behind the drawing board.

Xu Yao raised his right leg, knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, climbed onto the bed and lay down little by little. After repeatedly confirming with Lu Sheng what position he should use, he finally chose the one facing the side of the bed under Lu Sheng's suggestion. One of the most comfortable positions lying on your side in bed.

"Yaoyao, look at me." Lu Sheng picked up the pen holder and stood it up in the air from time to time to find the best angle.

This is the one he cares about and looks forward to the most since he was painting. Even though he is not familiar with Xu Yao's body, he has stroked it countless times, rubbed it, bit it, kissed it, and has done all kinds of intimate things. Now his heartbeat is still the same. accelerating.

Xu Yao heard Lu Sheng's words and looked at Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng's lower body was blocked by the drawing board. From his angle, he could only see a third of Lu Sheng. Finally, he met Lu Sheng's deep eyes behind the drawing board.

Lu Sheng sat with a paintbrush for a long time, finally stood up from the chair, walked to the bedside, lay on the bed with his upper body, pressed against Xu Yao's body, and at the same time covered Xu Yao's body with the quilt beside the bed, and then Wrap him up a little tighter, and say distressedly: "Honey, if you don't want to, we won't paint."

Without even thinking about it, Xu Yao tore off the quilt on his body, "I can draw, but I'm just a little nervous, not repulsive..."

Lu Sheng lowered his head and kissed Xu Yao's forehead, "Don't be nervous, relax your body, or you can try to give me a more infatuated look, like..."

He paused, trying to find a suitable word.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Xu Yao raised his chin and asked him, "What is it like?"

Lu Sheng covered his lower abdomen with his palms and said, "It's like the expression you had when you orgasmed under me last night."

"Impossible, I can't do it." Xu Yao refused without thinking, but the fiery touch on his lower abdomen made the heat in his body rise little by little, and the sudden crimson on his cheeks betrayed him.

"Your expression is very similar to your eyes now." Lu Sheng smiled, and said, "I'm kidding you, just give me a gentler look."

After Lu Sheng finished speaking, he looked at Xu Yao seriously, and said again from top to bottom little by little, "Yaoyao, you are so beautiful."

They were so close that Xu Yao could clearly hear the quiver in Lu Sheng's breathing, and even saw himself in his eyes.

When Lu Sheng looked at him, his eyes were moist with direct appreciation and undisguised desire.

In the end, Lu Sheng's eyes fell on Xu Yao's again, and his tone was deep: "Such a beautiful body will be mine from now on..."

Xu Yao didn't dodge this time, and looked back at him directly, "You are mine too."

"Yes, it's yours, everything is yours..."

After Lu Sheng finished speaking, starting from Xu Yao's neck, he kissed down little by little, earnestly and eagerly, and finally the kiss on Xu Yao's shoulder was full of comfort. He also expressed his true emotions slowly. passed on to Xu Yao——

They have the same tension, the same expectations.

Xu Yao slowly put away that bit of bewilderment and uneasiness, and the last passivity disappeared completely. At the same time, he wanted to show his best appearance in front of Lu Sheng, even if it was on his neck. The red marks on her body are still there, and the gauze is still wrapped around her hands.

This seems to be more than just a painting, there is another layer of inseparable connection between him and Lu Sheng.

Xu Yao even felt a little joy in his heart.

After sitting at the easel again, Lu Sheng carefully adjusted the colors on the palette. Before the first stroke was made, he thought and thought. All the memories and skills of painting in his mind seemed to no longer exist, and they were of no use at all. , He just followed his own feeling, and the pen tip fell gently and slowly, outlining an ambiguous curve. After that, he didn't hesitate anymore, and the pen tip kept falling on the canvas.

The bedroom was very quiet, only the soft sound of Lu Sheng's paintbrush falling on the canvas, with aesthetic pleasure and his own emotional fluctuations, all emotions were painted on the canvas...

The white canvas is covered with bright colors little by little——

Only belongs to Xu Yao's color.

They are all waiting, waiting for an unreserved...