All the necessary painting tools were neatly arranged, brushes, paints, and paper all available, each perfectly prepared. The painter, Qu Qingdai, stood gracefully, while the model, Su Jingmo, also elegantly took their place. Both of them were ready to begin work at any moment.

"I'm ready, take it off."

Qu Qingdai's clear voice sounded so calm and composed.

Su Jingmo raised his brows slightly, his slender fingers gently resting on the top button of his shirt. Under Qu Qingdai's focused gaze, he slowly unbuttoned the buttons one by one, gradually revealing his firm and tight abdominal muscles, exuding a very seductive charm.

Qu Qingdai stared at the scene in front of her, her hand holding the paintbrush tightening involuntarily. Her heartbeat began to accelerate. She tried to calm herself down and said softly, "Continue."

Su Jingmo obeyed, slowly sliding his shirt off his shoulders. His muscular figure was fully revealed to Qu Qingdai, every line brimming with strength and beauty, making it impossible to look away. The toned muscles and defined lines all displayed his strength and masculinity, truly captivating.

"Good, continue..." Qu Qingdai raised her head slightly, trying hard to control the trembling of her voice, but she could still hear a hint of imperceptible panic in her voice.

Su Jingmo casually tossed the shirt onto the sofa, then slowly moved his hands to his belt. He glanced at Qu Qingdai, who was feigning composure, and slowly and methodically began to unbuckle his belt. With a crisp "click," the buckle was instantly unfastened. He unhurriedly and slowly pulled out the belt, then tossed it onto the sofa again.

"You, you continue to take off your clothes..." Qu Qingdai's eyes gradually began to wander and drifted everywhere.

Su Jingmo looked at Qu Qingdai's evasive gaze, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, outlining an imperceptible arc. He slowly placed his hands on the waistband of his pants, and just as he was about to untie this last layer of obstruction, Qu Qingdai suddenly ran over like a gust of wind and stopped his hands.

"Wait!" Qu Qingdai said hurriedly, "I may... I can't concentrate now, I really can't paint. Let's, let's paint another day." There was a hint of panic and embarrassment in her voice, which was in sharp contrast to her previous calmness.

Su Jingmo clasped Qu Qingdai's hand tightly with his backhand, and with a half-smile on his face, he said slowly: "Daidai, are you teasing me?"

"No, no!" Qu Qingdai responded guiltily, her eyes somewhat evasive, not daring to look Su Jingmo in the eye.

"It was you who said you wanted to paint, and it was also you who said you were not suitable for painting. Who was the person who just made a solemn promise to me?" There was a hint of teasing in Su Jingmo's voice.

"I didn't say I wouldn't paint. It's just that my mind isn't suited to painting right now. I just said it's not suitable this time. Next time, I will definitely paint next time!" Qu Qingdai tried hard to defend herself, but her voice revealed a hint of lack of confidence.

"Oh, really? If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to have it again. Daidai, have you really made up your mind?" Su Jingmo pressed on step by step, not giving Qu Qingdai any chance to retreat.

"You... I have compensated you, and you just go back on your word?!" Qu Qingdai said angrily.

"Daidai, the compensation is that you can draw this time, but it doesn't say that it can be postponed to next time." Su Jingmo raised his eyebrows, his tone full of certainty.

"You...a big profiteer!" Qu Qingdai glared at Su Jingmo angrily, looking unconvinced.

"Hahahaha, Daidai, don't forget what I do!" Su Jingmo laughed out loud, and his laughter was full of pride and confidence.

"Hmph, anyway, I said next time will be next time. You have already received my compensation, so you should do as I say." Qu Qingdai pouted and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Look at your mouth, you can hang a bottle of oil on it." Su Jingmo smiled and stretched out his hand, gently tapping her mouth.

"You...put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Dede, help me get it."

"Hmph, I told you to throw it this far." Qu Qingdai turned around reluctantly and walked slowly towards the sofa, mumbling something as she walked.

"Here, put it on quickly." She handed the clothes to Su Jingmo, her face still showing a somewhat arrogant expression.

"You heartless boy, who am I doing this for?" Su Jingmo took the clothes and put them on while teasing.

Su Jingmo slowly put his clothes back on, slowly tightening his black shirt to perfectly cover his alluring beauty. Just as he was about to button it, his eyes caught sight of the petite figure in front of him, mumbling something. He immediately changed his mind, a playful smile playing on his lips as he said, "Daidai, come and help me button it up."

Qu Qingdai looked at him in surprise, her eyes wide open, and said in disbelief, "You can't even button your shirt yourself?"

"Who asked me to take off my clothes? I listened to you and took off my clothes, but now you are not responsible. How can you turn your back on me and abandon me? Dai Dai!" Su Jingmo deliberately lengthened his voice.

"Just...button it." Qu Qingdai knew she was in the wrong, and although she felt a little reluctant, she could only slowly walk over. She stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed the top button, and then buttoned it one by one. She paused after each button, as if deliberately delaying time, or expressing her dissatisfaction. Su Jingmo stood there with a smug look on his face, letting Qu Qingdai button him, his eyes full of doting smiles.

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