Chapter 19: The succubus shocked the A-school hunk Lu Tinghe, who was “L”…
In the afternoon, Shi Shang arrived at the conference building on time, carrying her drawing board and painting supplies.
He took out his cell phone, but before he could send a message to Lu Tinghe, the tall and strong figure of the young man appeared at the door.
Shi Shang put her phone back into her bag and waved to Lu Tinghe from a distance: "Senior Lu, I'm here."
"Well," Lu Tinghe walked to his side, a gentle smile on his lips, "Let's go, Shang Shang."
Shi Shang's heart skipped a beat. Mumu nodded and followed him, walking forward hand in hand.
After taking several steps forward, he suddenly reacted and quickly changed his posture.
How disappointing! This is just a normal term of address between straight men and friends. He condemned himself in his heart.
It’s a rebellion. Who is the succubus?
The two entered the elevator. The space was narrow and closed, and the cold and lingering scent of lily of the valley quickly permeated every corner.
Shi Shang rolled her Adam's apple up and down slightly. She soon felt full and even a little bloated.
The heavy belly continued to emit heat from being full. Shi Shang lowered her head to glance at her bulging belly, then secretly glanced at the young man standing upright beside her.
Shi Shang felt very happy. It was a happy thing to be friends with Lu Tinghe. The other party could feed him without any effort.
Unlike his tribesmen, who had to spend a lot of effort to find prey and use various means to get enough to eat.
For a moment, Shi Shang even thought that as long as she became good friends with Lu Tinghe, it wouldn't matter even if his allergy to humans was not cured.
With such top-notch SSS as food, other human men are nothing but radishes and cabbages.
The elevator rose to the top floor, and the two stepped into the corridor and stopped in front of an unmarked solid wooden door.
Lu Tinghe took out the access card, touched the door lock, then grasped the door handle and pushed it in.
The solid wooden door opens inward, and the aroma of ink hits you in the face.
The room was clean and tidy, with bookcases built into the walls on both sides. There were six layers from top to bottom, as tall as a person, and each layer was filled with books.
The aura of knowledge was so dazzling and bright that the Nine-Leaked Fish Little Succubus was so shocked that her pupils trembled, "Wow."
Lu Tinghe blinked nervously, "This is my old office."
"The new student council is moving, and this room hasn't been used for a specific purpose yet, so I'll be keeping it for the time being."
"It's considered a benefit for a retired chairman," he curled his lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes behind his glasses. "Are you satisfied?"
The front door faces the window, and rays of sunlight shine in. The light and shadow cast mottled traces on the ground, which is so beautiful that it looks like a painting in itself.
"Yeah, I'm super satisfied!" Shi Shang's eyes sparkled and she nodded vigorously.
All kinds of inspirations quickly popped up in his mind. He looked up at Lu Tinghe and said, "That's perfect. Let's get started now."
Lu Tinghe smiled: "Okay."
After adjusting Lu Tinghe's sitting position, Shi Shang set up the easel and quickly picked up her brush, her eyes moving back and forth between the person opposite her and the drawing paper.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was the scraping of pencils on drawing paper.
I have to say that Lu Tinghe is a qualified model.
The young man has prominent bone structure, broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. His figure is extremely superior, which is the golden ratio figure that art students like most.
A thin layer of muscle that is not exaggerated covers the skeleton. The muscles are trained to be strong and powerful. Even when relaxed, you can still see the smooth and powerful lines.
The central air conditioning in the room was working silently. Lu Tinghe took off his coat as soon as he entered the room. Before starting to paint, he unbuttoned the top few buttons, revealing half of his delicate collarbone.
The sun moved westward, and scattered sunlight seeped into the room, casting a shadow on the hollow of his collarbone like a small dark lake.
The light and shadow swayed before his eyes, Shi Shang was a little dazed, and the speed of writing gradually slowed down.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the scent of lily of the valley in the space suddenly became stronger. His breath was filled with this bitter and cold fragrance, and even his body was soaked in it.
Shi Shang suddenly stopped writing, raised her hand, and sniffed her wrist carefully, but there was nothing.
"What's wrong?" Lu Tinghe asked with concern.
It must be an illusion.
"Well, it's okay," Shi Shang shook her head and collected her scattered thoughts.
"Senior, please get up and rest. I only have a few finishing touches left."
He rubbed his wrist, stood up from his seat, and smiled gratefully at Lu Tinghe.
"Thank you for your hard work today, Senior Lu. Would you like something to drink? I'll treat you!"
"Okay," Lu Tinghe stood up from his seat leisurely, smiled slightly, and said casually, "The other facilities in the conference building are average, but the drinks in the vending machine are pretty good."
Shi Shang's eyes lit up, she licked her dry lips, and asked expectantly, "Is there any milk tea?"
Lu Tinghe smiled: "Maybe."
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Ten minutes later, Shi Shang held up a large cup of taro bubble milk tea and took a few sips.
The cool and crispy taste exploded in Shi Shang's mouth, and she instantly felt so excited that she wanted to cry.
In order to save money, he hadn't had milk tea for a long time and missed the taste so much.
As the sugar entered the body, the sluggish brain started working again. Shi Shang put the milk tea on the table, full of energy, and continued to struggle with the drawing paper.
On the drawing paper, the young man was sitting casually with his legs crossed, his bony hands resting on his knees, and his tight muscles holding up the full curve of his shirt.
Even without showing her face, her noble and elegant temperament is still evident.
But it's so strange...
Shi Shang bit the tip of her pencil, looked at the drawing paper, and her delicate brows slowly furrowed.
Why did he feel that this figure was becoming more and more familiar, as if he had seen it many times?
It was as if, even through the shirt, he could accurately judge the winding and undulating muscle texture beneath the fabric.
However, he had only taken a few sneak peeks at Lu Tinghe's naked upper body in the dormitory before.
That was a long time ago.
Is the succubus's memory really that good...
"Is there anything else that needs to be adjusted?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded behind my ear, and a little warm breath spread on my neck.
Shi Shang:!
Lu Tinghe had stood behind him at some point, leaning slightly over to look at the drawing paper.
There was no sound of footsteps at all, and it was so sudden that Shi Shang was caught off guard and jumped back in shock, "Ah!"
His center of gravity was unstable, and he subconsciously swung his arms in the air, and his elbow suddenly hit the conference table. The milk tea on the corner of the table shook violently, and also staggered forward.
"Be careful!" Lu Tinghe quickly pushed the easel away, but his body involuntarily moved towards the table. The cup of milk tea lost its support and splashed towards him!
The milk tea lid flew out, and the cold milk tea liquid, along with the crispy liquid and ice cubes, poured onto Lu Tinghe's chest, quickly seeping through the thin fabric and dripping wet stains.
Shi Shang suddenly came to her senses, quickly took out a tissue from the paper box next to her, and wiped Lu Tinghe's body in a panic.
His eyes were red and he kept saying sorry: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, senior, it's all my fault for insisting on drinking milk tea, I'm really sorry!"
I wiped it several times with a tissue, but it was obviously of no use. The brown water stains gradually spread outwards, spreading out more dark marks.
Shi Shang felt frustrated and angry.
When you're with Lu Tinghe, he's either causing trouble or on his way to causing trouble.
The first two shirts have not been returned to Lu Tinghe yet, and this is the third one.
Shi Shang, ah Shi Shang, you are a big troublemaker!
The milk tea stains were so deep that she couldn't wear them anymore. Shi Shang clenched her hands and looked up weakly, "Senior, I'll go back to the dormitory and get you new clothes now."
The porcelain-white face tilted up slightly, the broken tears in her eyes flashed, and her voice was awkward and low, "I'll be there soon. Senior, please wait here, okay?"
"It's okay, I put some spare clothes in the office." Seeing that he was about to run out, Lu Tinghe quickly stopped him.
He still had a calm and composed smile on his face, his tone was gentle, and he even had the heart to joke, "Fortunately, the painting is fine, otherwise I would have been guilty of a serious crime."
Lu Tinghe walked to the cabinet next to the conference table, opened it, took out a clean piece of clothing and put it aside, then began to unbutton his shirt.
He did not forget to comfort Shi Shang: "It's not your fault. I was too sudden just now and scared you."
The more Lu Tinghe comforted Shi Shang, the more guilty she felt.
He followed Lu Tinghe closely, head bowed silently like a small mushroom. Feeling depressed, he thought about sending Lu Tinghe's clothes to the dry cleaner to see if they could be repaired.
The shirt stained with coffee fell in front of her eyes. Shi Shang looked up and didn't even have the mind to appreciate the food.
His eyes were dim and dejected, but the moment he saw clearly what was in front of him, his pupils suddenly widened.
The young man's firm chest and abdomen were revealed before his eyes, with pale blue veins bulging slightly beneath the cold white muscles.
At such a close distance, Shi Shang could clearly see that there was an inconspicuous pink mole on Lu Tinghe's left chest, which rose and fell slightly with his breathing.
My breathing stopped, and the missing piece of the puzzle in my mind finally fell into place.
Shi Shang finally understood where this strange sense of familiarity came from.
He had seen it so many times that he could immediately recall how ambiguous and youthful it was when the golden chain slid across the little pink mole.
Same as "L".
In other words, the person in front of him, his good friend, his food, Lu Tinghe, the campus hunk of University A, is "L".
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