fell in love with his body

"It's so cold." The young man made a weak voice, it seemed that even his vocal cords were frozen. In this quiet studio, his voice was particularly abrupt.

Hearing the sound, the pen in Qiao Junwu's hand suddenly trembled, and the originally soft curve turned into an ugly broken line.

The painting was ruined before it even started.

Qiao Junwu pursed his lips tightly, and his face became more and more ugly. He didn't care about painting, so he put down his brush and walked quickly to him.

The man's cold eyes fell on him, and a deep voice sounded: "Is this suffering unbearable?"

Feng Chuxuan opened his eyes, and when he heard his words, he rolled his eyes silently in his heart.He really wants to say something to him, and you can try it instead! You can you up, no can nobb!

It's fine to make such weird and unreasonable demands, and he still doesn't allow him to complain, which is simply inhumane.Of course, in order to keep his job, Feng Chuxuan didn't dare to contradict him like this.

Feng Chuxuan bit his lip, he fluttered his long eyelashes, and looked at the person in front of him with innocent eyes: "It's really cold..."

Qiao Junwu's eyes darkened. Feng Chuxuan thought that Qiao Junwu would give him a slap, but Qiao Junwu took off his suit and put it on his shivering body.

Such an action left Feng Chuxuan dumbfounded.He thought, could this guy have found out his conscience?

Sure enough, his favorable impression lasted less than three seconds, and Qiao Junwu made another new request in a surprising way.

"Wipe your body clean and sit on the windowsill."

Feng Chuxuan timidly glanced at the window, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This is a deep mountain, no one will see it." Qiao Junwu knew what he was thinking.He was afraid of being peeped into his body by others.

The window was opened by the butler. Feng Chuxuan stood on the chair, tremblingly climbed to the window and sat down.

Although no one saw it, but this is the third floor, if you accidentally fell from the window, it would be your life.

At this moment, Feng Chuxuan still couldn't forget the task that the APP set for him, but now that he was so far away from him, it was not easy to kiss him.

The studio was quiet, and Qiao Junwu finally calmed down. Holding a paintbrush in his hand, he took some paint from the palette and began to paint on the canvas.

His pair of black eyes, as deep as the night, stared at the boy sitting on the window sill without blinking.

When the wind blows, it lifts his hair, and he looks soft and weak on the canvas. His tightly pursed lips reveal a kind of forbearance and tenacity, but it is also a different kind of beauty.

At this moment, Feng Chuxuan, who was sitting on the window sill, couldn't help raising his head, his eyes met Qiao Junwu's deep eyes, he saw his abnormal concentration, it seemed that the whole world had nothing to do with him, he I just want to concentrate on painting.

Such a gentle-looking man, if he hadn't been in contact with him, might really be deceived by his elegant appearance.

As time ticked by, Feng Chuxuan remembered the task that the app had set for him, and he had to find a way as soon as possible to get Qiao Junwu's kiss.

But right now, there is one more difficult thing, that is, Feng Chuxuan found that his hands and feet were numb due to sitting on the windowsill for a long time and maintaining the same posture...

He moved restlessly, trying to relieve the numbness in his body. "Ah!" Hearing a bang, Feng Chuxuan fell directly from the window sill, and fell to the ground in an even and steady manner.

Seeing Feng Chuxuan fall to the ground, Qiao Junwu put down his paintbrush. With his 1.8-meter-long legs, he walked slowly towards Feng Chuxuan...