Zhou Jinyuan was startled, staring at the screen with a strange look.
He thought he had some understanding of Fenghua, although the exchanges were not particularly frequent, but he also learned about it because of these few brief exchanges. This is really a bohemian temperament.
A gleam of light flashed under his eyes, and he was also interested: "If you don't want to sleep, go and paint."
"Okay, I will show you the picture I drew for you."
Song Tingyu picked up the phone, turned on the bright desk lamp, and took photos of all the drafts placed aside.
The people in this painting are either in ancient costumes or modern costumes.
They are all very sultry.
The white shirt was wet, revealing the faintly visible nipples, and the casual eyes seemed to be watching something, and they seemed to be seducing.
There is also a painting of neatly dressed suits and leather shoes, but the suit is kneeling. Although it is well worn and a button has not been unbuttoned, the ascetic sense of sight is still strong like a good aphrodisiac.
Zhou Jinyuan just said casually, completely unexpectedly exploding such a blockbuster.
The pictures on the other side of the screen continued to be posted, and he counted them, and there were almost a dozen of them. There is no serious one, and it is certainly not painted in one breath today.
He chuckled, leaning on the soft chair and rubbing his chin.
"Does it look good?" Song Tingyu asked.
Zhou Jinyuan squinted his eyes, concentrating on this window, then suddenly moved the mouse and clicked on the voice.
A sound suddenly appeared in the dark and quiet room. Song Tingyu was shocked. After discovering what the sound was from, she paused, took the headset, and took it with a smile.
"Hey~" She deliberately lowered her voice, and yelled slightly lazily.
The groaning voice was especially provocative in the middle of the night, Zhou Jinyuan's voice remained unchanged, and said lightly: "When did you start to pervert me? Huh?"
His voice was serious, but in the end, it was a little more flirting.
"It's been a long time, don't you like it?"
Just by listening to the voice, Zhou Jinyuan could quickly judge her restlessness. He tried to portray her in his mind, but it was just a vague figure.
"Give me a picture of you." He pushed his glasses and said solemnly.
Song Tingyu smiled happily, "That's boring, the photos don't look as good as they are, you come to me."
The bold and naked words did not cover up at all. The facts proved that men are extremely easy to be teased. She could hear the slightly aggravated breathing through the headset.
Song Tingyu smiled very lightly, but it made people hear it accurately, as if it were itching.
She got up to pour water for herself, and the delicate Danfeng smiled slyly across her eyes.
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QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]
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