An Qi turned away, her little face was bloodshot, "You...you are acting like a gangster."
"I don't."
Feng Jiuci was wronged.
He was naked, and the woman he liked was dangling in front of him, and she kept staring at him... If he didn't respond, was he still a man?
Feng Jiuci was lying on his side, not daring to move at all, "This is a physiological reaction of mine, I can't control it."
"You fart!"
"It's true." Feng Jiuci said nonsensically, "Men are also shy, and they act like this when they are shy. This thing is just like CB in the morning, out of control at all."
"..."
An Qi was dubious.
Feng Jiuci continued, "Think about it, with my figure and my condition, am I going to be a gangster to others? I came to help you with your homework with good intentions, and I didn't charge you a penny. I even made you a loving breakfast in the morning, but you actually
You've wronged me so much...don't you chill the hearts of good people?"
"..."
He made such an accusation.
An Qi suddenly felt guilty.
yes.
It was she who took the initiative to ask Brother Jiu for help, and it was she who asked him to strip naked.
Her accusations are so unreasonable.
An Qi bowed her head and apologized, "I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter. You are only twenty years old. It is normal to not understand men. Those who do not know are not guilty. I don't blame you."
"..."
An Qi had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but she had no evidence.
"Okay, you go ahead and draw."
"How can I draw with you like this?"
"What should we do?"
"..."
An Qi thought for a while, then quickly ran to the bathroom, took out a washcloth, soaked it with water and squeezed it into half dry, then handed it to Feng Jiuci, who was confused, "What are you doing?"
"Cover it."
"The paper is too small to cover it."
"..."
An Qi's cheeks were burning. She found a larger book, opened it from the middle, and then handed the book to Feng Jiuci, "Cover it with this."
"oh."
Feng Jiuci covered the key parts honestly, "Aren't you going to draw a naked man? How can you draw me like this?"
An Qi glanced at it.
Seeing that he was covered tightly, I felt relieved.
She thought for a while, "Drawing a naked man doesn't mean that you have to draw the key parts together. Covering it with a book adds a bit of artistic flair, so that's it."
"Okay, you have the final say."
Angel breathed a sigh of relief.
She took off the stained drawing paper and spread a new one. She picked up the palette and brush, wanting to paint seriously.
Can……
Taking one look at Feng Jiuci, she couldn't help but lose focus.
Feng Jiuci usually looked a little thin when he was wearing clothes. She always thought that Feng Jiuci had the kind of skinny figure that looked like a wasted chicken.
did not expect……
He looks so good when he takes off his clothes.
The linear muscles are not exaggerated and look very powerful.
Broad shoulders and narrow waist.
Strong and powerful chest muscles, beautiful and neat abdominal muscles below, and further down... there is an inverted triangle mermaid line. He is half sideways and can't see his buttocks clearly, but judging from the clothes he usually wears, his buttocks
Very straight.
The two long legs are also full of strength.
His skin is very white.
It's the kind of white that uses filters in TV dramas.
His fair complexion, prominent facial features, and beautiful peach blossom eyes make him look noble, elegant, and uninhibited.
"Snapped!"
Stunned.
She let go of her hand and the paintbrush in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
An Qi was stunned.
Realizing that she was fascinated by Feng Jiuci's body, her head buzzed, her cheeks burned, and she quickly bent down to pick up the pen on the ground.
"..."
Feng Jiuci was very satisfied with the effect.
Hey hey hey.
It’s not in vain that he works out every day during this time.
Worth it.
He pretended not to know anything, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Seeing Feng Jiuci trying to sit up and the book showing a tendency to slide down, An Qi yelled, "Don't move."
"oh."
Feng Jiuci lay back down again. He looked at An Qi with a smile, "An Xiaoqi, your face is red again. Are you shy? Hahaha, you don't have to be shy. This young master's figure is indeed the best among the best. He is a woman.
If you can’t even walk after looking at it, the fact that you are shy means you are a normal woman.”
"Stop talking..."
"Everyone likes beautiful things, and there is nothing embarrassing to admit if you look twice."
"..."
There is smoke coming out of An Qi's head.
She reached out and pinched her thigh.
The pain brought her back to consciousness instantly.
She took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and then her face became serious, "Stop talking, don't move, I'm going to start."
"OK."
An Qi got rid of distracting thoughts, picked up the paintbrush, and began to paint without any distractions. After immersing herself in creation, all the messy thoughts in her head disappeared.
She began to draw one stroke at a time.
An Qi calmed down.
Feng Jiuci started to feel uncomfortable.
He looked at An Qi infatuatedly, seeing her sullen face and serious expression, Feng Jiuci's eyes turned into starry eyes.
so cute.
His An Xiaoqi is so beautiful when she is serious.
It seemed like my whole body was glowing.
Feng Jiuci felt as if he had drank Shiquan Dabu Decoction, his whole body felt hot, and all the blood in his body rushed to the position three inches below the navel.
He lowered his head and glanced at the book. He was now a little lucky that An Qi had found a book for him, otherwise... he really wouldn't be able to explain the current situation to An Qi.
Half an hour later.
Feng Jiuci, who maintained the same posture, was stiff all over and his arms began to feel numb.
"An Xiaoqi, are you okay?"
"No, don't move."
"..."
Feng Jiuci felt like crying but had no tears.
The blood that was boiling just now is now frozen and solidified.
Although the air conditioner is turned on in the room.
But the temperature is low today.
He was naked, and lying still, his teeth were chattering with the cold... even the area under the book was wilting.
Feng Jiuci gritted his teeth and persisted.
Damn.
To please your sweetheart.
If you freeze to death, freeze to death.
I can't believe that Feng Jiuci would do this for the person he likes.
Feng Jiuci was thinking wildly to divert his attention.
Another half hour passed...
Feng Jiuci's arm supporting his head began to tremble.
His expression was also a little out of control.
An Qi noticed his mask of pain and asked him blankly, "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm stiff..."
An Qi was too focused on painting. When Feng Jiuci said this, she looked at her phone and realized that more than an hour had passed. She quickly put down the brush and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot about the time. You should take a break."
"..."
Feng Jiuci's arms went limp and he collapsed on the bed.
My arms looked like ten thousand ants crawling on them.
Crispy and numb.
The movement was too big and the whole book flipped out.
An Qi's eyebrows jumped.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, she grabbed the quilt and covered Feng Jiuci's legs, but... the movement was too fast, she tripped suddenly, and her whole body fell on Feng Jiuci's body.