If a person is unlucky, her teeth will become clogged if she drinks cold water.
Su Su also didn't expect that this was not the first time she went abroad, and that she would be so unlucky this time.
Even if everything goes wrong, he just ends up living on the street.
Not long after she walked out of the airport, her bag was taken away. After calling the police, she waited anxiously for three days. She received the ID that the police found in the trash can, and her other mobile phone wallets all disappeared as soon as they responded.
After Su Su was subsidized for two days of hotel expenses, she had no choice but to sleep on the street.
She stood alone on the bank of the Seine since the afternoon and did not leave until dark.
The cool night wind blew the girl's skirt and messed up her long ink-like hair. Her figure was bleak and lonely, but it was enough to attract passers-by to stop.
The streets in the early morning are a paradise for drug addicts and homeless people.
One by one, they walked like meat, their eyes empty, looking at Su Su with danger and temptation.
It was as if he was speculating on whether she was an easy target to bully.
Su Su shivered and hurriedly ran into a small shop that was still open.
The store owner politely asked her what she wanted to order.
Su Su pinched her fingers, and then asked awkwardly and feebly for a long time, "Can I sit here for a while?"
After looking at her, the store owner seemed to notice her embarrassment and brought her a plate of unsold pastries.
The little girl who hadn't eaten all day apologized to him in a low voice, "Thank you."
The store owner's generosity is encouraging: "All bad luck will soon pass."
Su Su nodded.
After dawn, she went to interview for some jobs, but the results were not very promising.
Just when the only change she had with her was about to disappear, Su Su met a man.
A painter calls himself Wei Yu.
He observed her on the banks of the Seine for three hours, and from the first moment he saw her, he never took his eyes off her.
To his professional eyes, she had almost perfect body proportions, a work of art carefully carved by God.
When it got dark and Su Su was about to leave, Wei Yu stopped her with coffee.
After learning that she was Chinese, fluent Chinese escaped from her lips and teeth, "Excuse me, are you interested in being my model? I am a painter, and I visited Bafang City in China two months ago.
Art Exhibition.”
He used his mobile phone to search for information that was reported at the time.
Su Su remembered that she and Qin Wu had originally planned to go to this art exhibition, but they had temporarily changed their schedule.
"How much is the salary?" Su Su asked directly.
Wei Yu paused, obviously not expecting her to be so direct. She had a sense of elegance that grew up in a wealthy life, and she didn't look like a girl who lacked money.
After the two talked, Su Su agreed to be a model for Wei Yu, and Wei Yu provided her with a place to live, and her salary was settled on a per-time basis.
Su Su was still wary of him at that time, but Wei Yu took her to the studio first, which made Su Su feel a little relieved.
The residence Wei Yu arranged for her was a small apartment.
For Su Su, who is used to living in a big house, the entire house is only the size of her dressing room. It is fully equipped with everything and fills most of the apartment.
Su Su took a brief look and then settled down.
The only thing she was satisfied with about this small apartment was the century-old thick sycamore tree outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
It's like you can reach the leaves above with your hand.
Sometimes if I forget to close the window, the leaves will fall in, giving Su Su some comfort in a foreign country.
Su Su cooperated well with Wei Yu at first.
Wei Yu carries the aloof arrogance of an artist. He feels that in the process of painting, although he is not the best among the best, he cannot look down on his peers.
Wei Yu likes to draw Su Su in the apartment.
Occasionally when she sat in front of the window and was lost in thought, inspiration would come to him.
He can paint for a whole day.
During this period, Su Su could only maintain her original posture, unable to move.
Fortunately, Wei Yu only came once a week, but after a while, Su Su had gastrointestinal problems.
On the day she was sent to the emergency room, Wei Yu stayed with her all night.
From now on, she never got carried away while painting and didn't give her time to eat, but Wei Yu started to ask her to take off her clothes.
He felt that the time to get used to Su Su had come, and he began to try the beautiful lines carefully carved by the hand of God.
Su Su frowned and resisted, but Wei Yu didn't give her a chance to refuse.
She is his exclusive model, and she will leave sooner or later.
When she was lying on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a transparent tulle as if sleeping, with the white gauze of the curtains floating down, faintly revealing the burning clouds and ancient sycamore trees in the sky at dusk, no one would be surprised by this scene.
Impressed.
Wei Yu watched this scene obsessively, looking at her unique body.
She is Sleeping Beauty and his muse.
He completed his most satisfying painting to date.
He was deeply obsessed with her.
At the moment when the painting was completed, Wei Yu's feelings for her reached its peak.
He caressed her delicate face and asked her to be his lover.
He said: "I have never been so moved by a person."
Su Su casually picked up the blanket next to her and wrapped herself up, "If you are willing to give up your heartbeat number one, heartbeat number two, and heartbeat number three, I can consider it."
The artist has a heart, but it can be divided into five, six, seven or eight parts.
Wei Yu has good looks and the blessing of being an artist, so he can attract many women who like his talent.
Wei Yu stared at her, and when she was about to stand up, he grabbed her wrist and kissed her slender and white neck.
She is like a white swan seeking survival, but unable to escape from the hunter's clutches.
"Let go." Su Su said angrily.
Wei Yu is obsessed with her body and wants to control her body from an infinite distance.
Su Su struggled inappropriately and pretended to give in with a sinking heart.
But when Wei Yu relaxed his guard, he bent his legs and pushed hard towards his lower body.
Wei Yu felt pain and fell to the side, but he muttered and laughed.
Su Su fled to the door and wiped the place where he had kissed, "You bastard, if you dare to mess around again, I will cut you with my own hands!"
Different from the loneliness and desolation she had felt these days, the irritated Miss Su showed her true self. She turned around and found a fruit knife. Before Wei Yu could react, she slashed his leg cleanly.
One course.
That position, a few minutes higher, could be regarded as his lifeblood.
Wei Yu covered his injured leg as if he were meeting her for the first time. He didn't pay much attention to the injury on his leg, but he couldn't take his eyes off her.
He smiled crazily: "I seem to love you even more."