Sea King, he's just a passerby

"I move casually? Don't I need to take off my clothes?" Yu Xi asked curiously as he lay on the only sofa in the studio.

He swayed his legs, his lustrous porcelain-white calves had graceful lines, and they were the only whiteness in the studio.

Qi Fei changed into a black suspender floral dress again, her long straight black hair was clipped behind her head with shark clips, and her tassel earrings were elegant and intellectual.

He smiled: "You can do whatever you want."

Yu Xi was disappointed: "I thought you wanted me to take off my clothes."

He thought Qi Fei was going to paint on him.And if Qi Fei wants him to take off his clothes, then he is also qualified to let Qi Fei take off.

What's more, the slits in Qi Fei's floral skirt spread all the way to the base of her thighs.

It looks very convenient.

What's convenient?Of course, you can do it with a skirt.

Qi Fei is very serious when painting, with slender fingers constantly moving on the canvas, slender and curly eyelashes drooping, brows and eyes are cold and indifferent, and cinnabar moles are particularly conspicuous and charming on the cold white skin.

The beauty formed by the blend of enchanting and indifferent contradictory temperament, an occasional glance is enough to make Yan Gou Yuxi's heart flutter.

Yu Xi admired it several times excitedly, and under Qi Fei's nose, he secretly took several photos and sent them to Moments.

The copywriter is still her boyfriend, and the accompanying picture is a photo taken just now.

Select Visible to all, send.

After finishing the operation, Yu Xi hummed a song and turned off the phone, admiring her boyfriend's face happily.

Qi Fei is lowering his head to adjust the paint, the elegant swan neck is beautiful and fragile, it seems vulnerable.

Noticing Yu Xi's bare-bone-naked gaze, Qi Fei didn't dodge it, but looked at it eagerly and gently as always.

"If you're bored, you can stand up and take a walk."

Yu Xi was indeed bored, so he stood up and walked around beside Qi Fei.

Then they turned around and kissed Qi Fei together.

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10 minutes passed, Qi Fei was still drawing seriously, but Yu Xi was bored lying down, he changed from lying down to lying down, his wide sleeves slid down, revealing his round and lovely shoulders, and the hem of his clothes was lifted up again, revealing a white and soft The belly was again exposed to the air.

Yu Xi didn't care because he just wanted to seduce Qi Fei.

He wants Qi Fei to pay more attention to him, wants Qi Fei to love him more.

Anyway, he couldn't be more in love than Qi Fei.

Yu Xi peeked over, and with just one glance, he was sure whether Qi Fei had been hooked.

Also... too... too much! !

The skirt is going to be ruined! ! !

Yu Xi couldn't help asking, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

Qi Fei: "No."

Yu Xi: "..."

Not only a teddy dog, but also a pervert.

Five minutes passed, Yu Xi couldn't sit still, and asked again: "Qi Fei, why do you like to wear women's clothing?"

"Inspiration." Qi Fei replied quickly, "Women's clothing can make me more inspired."

Throughout the ages, talented painters have always had a lot of eccentricities. Yu Xi has also seen painters who don't like to take a bath, but like to smell excrement, and have sex everywhere to find inspiration and relieve stress.Compared with these, Qi Fei's hobby of women's clothing seems not surprising.

Yu Xi replied anxiously, "Oh."

He looked around and saw the easels covered by white cloth, his heart itched a little.

"May I lift those white cloths and see your paintings?"

He hasn't learned about Qi Fei's hobbies yet.

Qi Fei's drawing hand stopped, and a flash of inevitability flashed across his pupils, like a hunter who finally saw his prey fall into a trap, chuckling: "Want to see?"

Yu Xi: "Think!"

Qi Fei repeated: "Really?"

Yu Xi: "Really!"

The moment he finished speaking, the air seemed to stand still.Qi Fei slowly pursed his lips, "Hee Hee said it himself."

Yu Xi always felt that he had fallen into a trick, but he couldn't figure out when Qi Fei set him up.He felt weird in his heart, but he had already said it out, and he was too embarrassed to go back on his word, so he could only respond: "Well, I said it."

Qi Fei lifted the white cloth with his own hands.

The raised thick white cloth covered the incandescent lamp above his head, and Yu Xi's vision dimmed for a moment, and then he glimpsed the whole picture of the easel behind the white cloth.

There are more than a dozen paintings, each of which is about him, and each of which is his ambiguous state after falling into lust.

The naked, bold, dark and heavy desire-desire-desire-desire is directly exposed to the sun, and the impact is not insignificant.

The studio with the lights turned on suddenly became cramped, Yu Xi was stunned, and then his cheeks turned red with dismay, and he couldn't help cursing: "Are you sick? Painting these, are you a pervert?"

Qi Fei pulled the broken hair that fell to her cheeks behind her ears, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved, smiling sweetly: "Well, I'm a pervert."

At this moment, Qi Fei has shed his gentleman's shell, and the fanatical piety in his eyes can no longer be concealed.

Most people who do art are a little bit wrong.

This sentence came to Yu Xi's mind at the right time, and the hairs on his back exploded.

Qi Fei took his hand lightly, his porcelain white face was intoxicatingly blush, he couldn't help laughing lowly: "Yu Xi, I can't bear it any longer."

Qi Fei's laughter was too perverted, a sense of crisis hit, Yu Xi took a few steps back, and cursed nervously: "You are really fucking sick!!"

Qi Fei is actually such a pervert who hides so deeply! !She looks even more perverted than Gu Jun's pervert! ! !

Qi Fei still held Yu Xi's hand firmly, not letting him leave.

During the three days of being intimate with Yu Xi, no matter how close he was during the day, he could only recall the warm touch in vain at night.

Qi Fei pressed hard every step until he pushed Yu Xi against the corner, and there was no way to retreat.

He smiled brightly and sweetly, and his voice was about to burn: "Hee hee, I think of you every night..."

Every night when he thought about Yu Xi, he would come here to draw.

"Everything about me is yours...it's all left to you."

The heavy breath hit the side of the ear, with a hint of coaxing, "How about wearing a skirt? Let's wear skirts together."

"What did you say?"

After entering the studio, Qi Fei seemed to have taken off her elegant and gentle disguise and turned into a complete pervert.Yu Xi was shocked, and his eyes were even more dumbfounded.

Qi Fei looked gloomy, and gently pried open Yu Xi's red lips with his fingers.

His lips and tongue were invaded, Yu Xi's scalp was numb, he grabbed his hand and exploded: "You want me to wear a skirt?"

He said in disbelief again: "You don't need to wear women's clothes yourself, but you still want to pull me in?"

"Are you perverted?"

Thin white fingers clenched Qi Fei's hand tightly, the temperature he dreamed of was so close, Qi Fei's pupils trembled.

He looked at Yu Xi's face again, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.The hand couldn't help but feel a little heavier, "Didn't you say you like me the most?"

Not only his hands, but Yu Xi's face... made him go crazy.

Where did he say the word "most"?Yu Xi frowned, his cheeks puffed up with anger, "I don't wear them, anyone who likes to wear them."

For some special reason, Yu Xi hated wearing skirts the most. He had never worn women's clothing in his life.

"Hee hee," Qi Fei held Yu Xi's hand and put it on his lips, feeling the delicate fingertips, like spring buds sprouting, with a hoarse voice: "Isn't it good to make your boyfriend happy?"

"Not good," Yu Xi always only cared about his own happiness.He refused without hesitation: "I just care about my own happiness."

After speaking, he walked out the door without looking back.Qi Fei stood at the door with his back to the darkness, watching him.

Before Yu Xi left, he couldn't help turning his head back, and this was the scene he saw.

The hairy feeling on the back came again.Yu Xi really ran away this time without looking back.

Grass!

Qi Fei is good-looking because he is good-looking, but evil is also true evil.

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In the studio, Qi Fei quietly looked at the fingertips, the fingertips of the soft satin gloves were stained with a few strands of wet silver threads.

The projection of Yu Xi's photo on the big screen is still there.The background is the restaurant where Shang Lie works. He is resting on the table, the baby's fat cheeks are squeezed out of soft flesh by his arms, his moist lips are slightly parted, and a bright red tongue is exposed.

It was Qi Fei's favorite photo when he was collecting Yu Xi's photos.

Qi Fei sighed.

What a grind.

If Yu Xi could help him with those hands, or touch him with his face...

Qi Fei didn't care about the strange yet familiar impulse, and slowly sketched on the painting with the remaining saliva from his fingers, and after a while, he changed to a brush and sketched lightly.

Soon, a painting was born under Qi Fei's pen.

In the painting, Yu Xi's face is blushing, and his pure cat eyes are full of tears.

This is the most perfect painting written by Qi Fei today.But he was still not satisfied.

Qi Fei pondered for a long time, finally picked up the paintbrush, and slowly painted on another piece of clean drawing paper.

The painting with the same action, but the person who is being explored and obtained becomes Qi Fei herself, and the expression of the person in the painting also becomes fanatical and pious.

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