?now.

As the door closed, Lu Yun suddenly had an unknown premonition.

Especially Liu Yaner's unfathomable expression.

Could it be that I am really a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?

Lu Yun was nervous.

The next scene instantly made his blood surge, and his eyes almost fell down.

Only see.

Junko Ishihara turned her back to Lu Yun, and her exquisite kimono suddenly fell to the ground, exposing her flawless body to the air.

Under the misty light, the white and smooth skin has a crystal luster.

wtf?

Lu Yun was no longer calm on the spot.

Junko Ishihara's figure is pretty good, even comparable to Ye Qingcheng, and her back is even more similar.

What a huge visual impact this is for Lu Yun!

The key is.

Liu Yan'er stood aside, without any idea to stop him. Instead, she looked at him with a smile, admiring Junko Ishihara's back like Lu Yun.

What are the tricks these two people are playing?

Shouldn't you really want to?

Lu Yun widened his eyes, unable to believe that Liu Yan'er would agree to such a thing.

Since you have this habit of many people, you can tell me it earlier, maybe you can help yourself and other sisters to assist you, why bother here to come here? It will be cheaper for this girl from the Eastern Country.

Lu Yun shamelessly used the word "cheap".

At this time, Junko Ishihara's shy voice suddenly rang out: "Mr. Lu, don't have any bad thoughts. I just want to ask you to help me make a painting."

"Drawing?"

Lu Yun showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Well, I've watched a movie called "Titanic". I envy the tragic love story of the male and female protagonists in it, and I hope someone can make such a painting for me."

Junko Ishihara said quietly.

So that's it, this is to devote oneself to art!

Lu Yun's expression suddenly became a little weird, and he said, "Miss Junzi, but I am in the freehand style, not the sketch..."

"I know, but I believe that with Mr. Lu's strength, I will definitely be able to satisfy my wish. Even if it is drawn in a freehand style, it will definitely be a masterpiece.

But Mr. Lu is worried that I will definitely not spread this painting. I will treat it as my best birthday gift and treasure it."

Junko Ishihara said sincerely.

Lu Yun thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "Let me try it. Miss Junko can put on one, which I can draw based on imagination."

"Oh, it's amazing, Little Luyun, you can imagine such a thing. Did you imagine it many times when you lived with us?"

Liu Yan'er suddenly approached and said with a sarcastic blinking eyes.

Lu Yun's face suddenly turned dark: "Can this be the same? We are pursuing art now. Art is pure and flawless, without any impurities. Liu Yan'er, you are not upright in your mind, so hurry up and kneel down next to you and think about it."

Liu Yan'er curled her lips.

But before he could speak, Junko Ishihara's voice sounded again: "Since Mr. Lu also said this is art, Junko felt that there was no need to avoid suspicion."

She took a deep breath.

I plucked up the courage to turn around, and suddenly the spring was endless and the fun was full of fun, completely showing the beautiful body of a woman.

Lu Yun also took a deep breath.

Complex mood.

Junko Ishihara blushed and walked silently to the sofa opposite Lu Yun, lay down slanted and said, "Mr. Lu, please start!"

Everyone else has already done this. Why did Lu Yun have the nerve to refuse and how he has to bear to refuse? Of course, he has to watch it seriously... he has painted seriously.

But before painting, many details must be observed carefully, so he looked at them and looked at them again and again.

Don't miss every corner.

Liu Yan'er said, "Isn't it a freehand style? Why do you keep an eye on it so carefully?"

"What do you know? Art is rigorous and serious. Even in the freehand style, you must have a clear idea. Only by remembering every part deeply in your mind can you make a thousand miles of effort."

“Great sound!”

"Forget it, don't bother with people like you who are impure in their minds, you are not worthy of talking about art."

"you……"

Just as Liu Yan'er was about to have an attack, Junko Ishihara said, "Yan'er, didn't you mind? If you were jealous, I'll put on my clothes now, I'm sorry."

"Hmph, how could I be jealous?"

How could Liu Yan'er let Junko Ishihara see her stinginess? We are not that kind of stingy person, right? Isn't it just taking off my clothes and drawing pictures? What's the big deal?

Junko Ishihara believed it and said, "Oh, then Yan'er, please sit next to you for a while first, don't disturb Mr. Lu's painting."

“…”

Liu Yan'er's eyes bent, and she showed a strange smile again. She patted Lu Yun on the shoulder and said, "Little Lu Yun, draw well!"

After saying that, he twisted his soft waist and walked to the side to sit down.

Lu Yun was very nervous.

But soon.

When his eyes fell on the rice paper in front of him, his expression suddenly became serious, and his eyes instantly returned to clear without any impurities.

Art is pure, pure, pure.

Say important things three times.

Dip ink!

Writing!

Flowing water!

The girl's soft figure suddenly jumped on the paper, as if it had been deeply engraved in Lu Yun's mind, so she could do it in one go without a moment of pause.

After a while.

Lu Yun outlined the last stroke, slowly exhaled and said, "Okay."

Although Liu Yan'er felt strange in her heart, she couldn't wait to rush forward to watch the moment she heard Lu Yun say that the painting was done.

At first glance, my eyes were bright.

I saw that the image on rice paper was still Lu Yun’s freehand style as usual, but the expression between his eyebrows and eyes could match Junko Ishihara at a glance.
Chapter completed!