fell in love with his body

This ridiculous farce had to start a few days ago.

The sun was slightly warm that day, and a rhythmic knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

The young man in the room looked towards the door, and after a while, he came back to his senses. He looked at the smiling young man on the drawing board in front of him again, his eyes were full of longing. Thinking about his own affairs, he carefully put away the drawing board, deeply Take a breath: "Come in!"

"Young Master Qiao, there is a young man who volunteers to be a mannequin." The housekeeper was very respectful towards the young man.

Volunteer?

Qiao Junwu curled his lips and raised his eyes, but was stunned for an instant.

Two steps behind the housekeeper stood a boy who "volunteered to be a mannequin".

The melon-seeded face, willow-leaf eyebrows, delicate nose, the most rare thing is the juvenile's hazy deer eyes, which add a bit of charm to the innocence, exquisite collarbone, fair skin, wearing white short-sleeved black shorts, which is a bit of a beauty Ethereal, and a little bit of timidity can be seen in the blink of an eye. With such aptitude, it is naturally possible.

The reason why Qiao Junwu was stunned was not because of the young man's appearance, but because of the scene that flashed through his mind, his dark eyes became a little more serious: "Is your surname Feng?"

"Yes," the young man was surprised. He raised his head and saw Qiao Junwu. He felt familiar but he didn't know where he had seen him before. He was puzzled, "I'm Feng Chuxuan, have we... met?"

"Heh..." Qiao Junwu snorted lightly, did they meet each other?With so many past events, it seems that someone will come to pay back after all.

Qiao Junwu ignored the boy's doubts, turned cold, and told the housekeeper, "Not everyone can be my model!"

"Yes yes yes..." The housekeeper turned around with sweat on his forehead in just a moment, "Mr. Feng, let's go, our young master won't hire you..."

"Why? You didn't even try, why did you reject me?" Feng Chuxuan always felt that something was wrong, but now, he was more worried about not being hired.

6000 yuan for two hours, but his one-semester tuition fee, he mustered up a lot of courage to decide, unexpectedly, this man sealed his life and death with just one look at him.

Qiao Junwu raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and said coldly, "Do you know the rules? Most of the boys I draw will have to pay a price."

Almost instantly, Qiao Junwu changed the theme of his painting.

rule?pay the price?

Feng Chuxuan was a little frightened, his pupils constricted, and he hesitated.

catch?

don't answer?

"Send—" Qiao Junwu looked mockingly at the boy who was frightened like a quail, and said.

"I'll take it!" Feng Chuxuan stopped hesitating and spoke hastily.

What right does he have to hesitate?

When the money in his pocket is not enough for three days of meals, and the tuition fee is still missing, the reality is enough for him to abandon the so-called fear and humiliation...

Feng Chuxuan bit his lip, still not sure what to say: "Sir, is it true that you don't paint your face and don't expose it?"

Qiao Junwu snorted, disdainful: "Take it, go to the changing room, remember, take a whip and put on white gauze, don't stain my eyes."

In an instant, Feng Chuxuan lowered his head, and a drop of crystal clear fell down.

The housekeeper had already left at some point, and only Qiao Junwu was left in the studio. The man looked at the huge boy in the middle of the studio, and murmured: "Feifei...does it hurt? It's okay, I'll let him know how much you hurt... "

After receiving the whip tremblingly from the young man, Qiao Junwu weighed it in, and simply drew the black curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The room was instantly dark. Feng Chuxuan's momentary panic had not subsided, and the sound of the whistling whip was approaching, and he groaned: "Well……"

Pain, bone-piercing pain, the whip hit the body, as if with spicy oil, piercing pain.