Because all the curtains were opened, the studio was bright and the ambiguous and beautiful emotions were removed.

The surroundings were quiet, and you could even hear insects and birds singing outside the window.

Even though he knew it was a misunderstanding, Jian Qing still asked him to continue to take off.

I had malice in my heart and wanted to humiliate him.

Art students can look at nude models with a very professional attitude, and their eyes are more about human body structure and light and shadow.

But for those who don't hang out in this circle, it may not be acceptable.

What's more, she is a nude model.

Originally, he thought Lu Huaiyu would refuse directly, but after she said "take off" coldly, his reaction was plain and he lowered his eyes.

The clean and slender hands, with clear joints, were placed on the black belt and began to unbutton.

Unexpected cooperation.

Of course, Jian Qing was not that excessive, so he handed him a piece of off-white satin cloth to cover the key parts.

Lu Huaiyu was calm and very educated to her.

Even in such a situation, every move is noble and elegant everywhere.

Apart from the faint redness hidden in the ears, it revealed a little of his emotions.

“…”

Jian Qing turned his head silently and turned around calmly to look at him.

She picked up the pen on the easel again and continued the painting she had not finished just now, but she couldn't draw it in any way.

The studio is on the top floor, surrounded by large open flats and no other buildings.

Jian Qing still couldn't help but worry about whether she would be seen by others.

I obviously never cared about this issue when I was taking body classes before.

The attention is removed unconsciously, and the senses are uncontrollably focused behind the back.

She heard the sound of clothes and fabric rubbing.

The right hand quietly held the circle, and the nails were printed on the palm of his palm, and a crescent mark was carved.

Lu Huaiyu slowly took off his trousers and put them neatly on the back of the chair next to him so that he would not wrinkle.

His eyes turned to Jian Qing with his back to him.

The original short hair was tied up and tied by the crimson hair ring, and was decorated with a cherry, revealing the white back of the ears and the snow-white swan neck.

The sun outside the window was shining brightly, like a layer of gauze, gently covering her.

Her back was tight and straight. From the moment she recognized him, she entered a state of alert, like a little hedgehog standing up to defend.

Lu Huaiyu lowered his eyes and hid the loss in his eyes.

"I'm fine," he said.

The voice was clear and quiet, still a little dumb, like tiny gravel.

“…”

Jian Qing paused the pen with the thread and used excessive force, and a small piece of black lead was folded on the tip of the pen.

Her shoulders were a little stiff, and she took a deep breath and turned around.

Try to calm your eyes as much as possible, maintain a professional attitude, and do not have any strangeness.

Lu Huaiyu was enough to be the focus just because he stood there.

His body is tall and slender, with white skin that is shiny, his clavicle is three-dimensional, and his waist and abdomen are tight.

The soft satin fabric covered his waist and dangled down, making his legs longer and his legs muscles evenly and shaped.

After a close observation, I found that not only his skin is well-formed, but his bones are also well-proportioned, and even the length of the toe bones is perfectly proportional.

From head to toe, there was nothing she was dissatisfied with.

“…”

The heart seemed to be pounding.

Jian Qing hurriedly looked away and moved away the plaster statue on the storage platform, mixed fruit wine bottles.

"Sit on," she said.

The tone of voice is still cold and indifferent.

After a long period of silence, my voice seemed to be unaccustomed to it, and I felt a little hoarse.

“…”

Lu Huaiyu pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, walked to the platform barefoot, and sat down according to her instructions.

Jian Qing hugged her arms with both hands, and there was no emotion in her clean eyes.

She moved her mouth.

"Release your left foot, bend your knees, and step on it."

"Stretch your right leg."

"Tighten the instep."

Lu Huaiyu followed her instructions and posed without any resistance.

It's like a doll at her mercy.

A irritability arose in Jian Qing's heart.

It seems that the more he cooperates like this, the more she hates and wants to bully him.

The windows were a little closed, with a gap open, and running around in the empty studio with a chilly breeze.

Jian Qing didn't feel cold in her sweater, but Lu Huaiyu didn't have clothes to avoid the cold.

She knew it clearly, but she didn't close the window, deliberately letting him freeze.

Even the posture is uncomfortable.

"Let your left foot get a little more inward."

"Put your elbows on your knees and arch your back."

"It's too low, just get a little straight back."

"It's too straight, go down a little more."

Just saying this, Lu Huaiyu couldn't grasp the degree, so he could only make adjustments over and over again.

In the end, he couldn't stand it and finally spoke, "I don't know how much you want."

The voice is low and dull, with a light nasal sound, and it seems a little aggrieved.

“…”

Jian Qing pursed her lips and walked towards him.

The soft palm pressed against his broad back, and the touch was cold and he could even touch his spine.

Press down.

So she stopped talking and started to do it.

Turned to the back of his neck, lowered down, outlining the entire beautiful back curve.

Lu Huaiyu's eyes kept looking at her. Although she was in a weak position, she still felt neither humble nor arrogant in her bones, elegant and calm.

Jian Qing felt the sight and light pressure from him, and pretended that it did not exist, and refused to give him a look.

He fiddled with his body without any emotion.

"Don't move, keep this position," she ordered.

“…”

Lu Huaiyu's eyes drooped and he replied lightly.

After Jian Qing finished speaking, she turned around and walked back to the easel.

Looking at the whole from a distance, Lu Huaiyu's posture was set, the body proportions and curves were even more charming.

He nodded slightly, and his black hair fell to his forehead, blocking the light, revealing his nearly perfect side face, his nose bridge was narrow and his jaw line was tight and clear.

The eyelashes are dense and long, and a gloom is sprinkled, hiding the emotions in the pupils.

The expression on his face was faint, and he couldn't tell that it was joy and anger, but he was always unhappy, and the corners of his lips were pursed into a line.

Jian Qing deliberately put a side face on him, so that she could only look at him.

From Lu Huaiyu's perspective, he could only see the floor full of pigments.

She took a deep breath, then cleared her brain's complex thoughts and forced herself to concentrate.
To be continued...