Moran found another maid to be a model and planned to practice more.
While I was painting, Qi Rui just came back.
Moran was so focused on painting that he didn't notice anything.
Qi Ruigang stood behind her and frowned displeased when he saw her drawing a sketch for the maid.
He waved to the maid and motioned her to come down, and the maid quickly stepped down respectfully.
Moran looked up and didn't see the maid, which was a bit strange.
"You want to find someone to practice with, why don't you ask me?" Qi Ruigang's voice suddenly came from behind.
Moran looked back at him: "Did you ask the servant to leave?"
Qi Ruigang nodded: "Yes. I plan to be your model, you don't need to find anyone else."
"I can only draw women now." Moran said lightly.
Qi Ruigang found it very funny: "What is the difference between women and men? Aren't they two eyes, a nose and a mouth?"
Moran put away his drawing board, "I'm not interested in painting men. I feel bored facing men."
Especially to him!
Qi Ruigang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you reject men?"
"Yes!" Moran picked up the water glass and drank.
"Don't tell me that you like women now and want to change your sexual orientation." Qi Ruigang's voice suddenly turned cold.
Moran almost choked. She put down the cup and looked back at him with contempt: "Can't you think of anything else besides these thoughts in your mind?!"
Qi Ruigang came around and sat down next to her.
"It's you who said that you are bored when facing men, but you have no problem facing women."
"No problem, just interested?!"
Qi Ruigang suddenly raised his lips: "Are you not interested in women?"
"No!"
"If you are not interested in women, you must be interested in men." In Qi Ruigang's view, no one is without desires and desires.
Moran sneered: "I'm not interested in men either! I'm not interested in anyone, you understand!"
"impossible."
"It's possible for me! Because I'm just a walking zombie!" Moran dropped this sentence coldly, got up with the drawing board and walked upstairs.
She went upstairs and as soon as she entered the bedroom, Qi Ruigang followed her in.
Moran ignored him. She walked to the desk and lowered her head to organize her painting tools.
Qi Rui just walked over and suddenly hugged her body from behind.
"It's okay if you're not interested, we can cultivate it slowly." He said ambiguously, leaning against her cheek.
Moran frowned and struggled: "Can you let go of your hand? I don't have time to talk to you now."
"You don't have to talk to me, I just need to talk to you." Qi Ruigang curled his lips.
"I don't like you holding me!"
"I'm holding my baby."
"..." Molan stopped what he was doing and said calmly, "Qi Ruigang, aren't you tired?"
Qi Ruigang was a little confused: "Why are you tired?"
"No matter how much you pay or how you change yourself, I will never change my attitude towards you. Aren't you tired?"
Qi Ruigang's eyes were dark: "Are you tired?"
Moran blinked in confusion.
"You keep hating me and rejecting me. Aren't you tired?"
"Of course I'm tired!"
"Since you are tired, why don't you give up?"
"If you don't let me go, how can I give up? If I stay away from you, I won't feel resentful or tired, but you sincerely won't let me do what I want!"
Qi Ruigang said in a low voice: "You can choose to accept me, and you won't feel resentful or tired that way."
Moran suddenly sneered: "Then I would rather hate him for the rest of my life!"