Xia Weiyi blushed and didn't dare to look at him.
"Teacher Duan Yi, just draw a half-naked human body. Brother, can you put on some pants?"
Si Wuan looked down at his nightgown, hummed, and walked towards the bedroom. When he came out, he had changed into a pair of white cotton pants, his upper body naked. His skin was very white, and every vein was clearly visible.
Xia Weiyi swallowed her saliva, looked away uncomfortably, and instructed him to sit on the sofa.
Si Wuan narrowed his eyes, walked past her, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you dare look at your brother?"
"Are you dissatisfied with your brother's figure?"
The man stopped and placed his hands on her shoulders, his nails gently digging into her skin. "I found out that the male model Duan Yi found for you is one of the world's top catwalk models. After seeing him, do you not want to look at me anymore?"
Xia Weiyi flushed all over, raised her delicate little face, and spoke tremblingly: "I haven't even seen the male model, so I don't know what he looks like. I don't dare to look at you because my brother is too handsome and too attractive. I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and do something strange to you."
Si Wuan nodded slightly, satisfied with her answer: "You can come to me if you have any problems in the future. I will do my best to help you."
Give it your all!
Xia Weiyi was very excited after hearing what he said.
Si Wuan sat on the sofa and asked for advice: "What pose should I take?"
Xia Weiyi raised her eyes and fixed them on him. Her pupils were filled with him. She looked him up and down, examining him carefully. "You can sit in a more domineering posture, with your legs apart and your arms behind the sofa."
"Big open, huh?"
"Yeah." Xia Weiyi nodded.
Si Wuan struck a pose as she said, looking like a demon dragon, enchanting and domineering.
Xia Weiyi couldn't stop swallowing, and her hand holding the paintbrush was shaking. Si Wuan was exactly the model she wanted. She felt that after painting him, she could graduate immediately.
"Brother Wu'an, I might have to draw you for several nights in a row, is that okay?"
The man looked embarrassed. He suppressed his expression and said, "Then we won't have a nightlife."
Xia Weiwei: "..."
"Although I didn't have much of a nightlife before, at least I can hug you and kiss you."
Xia Weiyi squatted in front of him, holding the paintbrush tightly in his fingers, outlining his curves with a slight friction of the paintbrush.
Man: "That's good too, continue..."
Xia Weiyi felt that she didn't know how to paint him, couldn't immerse herself in him, and was always attracted to him involuntarily.
She didn't understand why so many great painters could create stunning paintings for their loved ones.
Only she can't do it?
The next day, she came to the studio to ask Duan Yi for advice.
"Teacher, my drawing of Brother Wu'an wasn't as moving as my usual drawings. What's going on?"
"Forget about IE and take a look at some more books about nude models painted by great painters." Duan Yi brought in a lot of books and picture albums.
Xia Weiyi picked out a few picture albums and took them back to the apartment to look at.
Brother Wu'an is busy with work tonight and will be home late. She can take this opportunity to learn how to paint from a great painter.
Xia Weiyi ate while looking through the paintings and the stories behind them.
When Si Wuan returned home, he happened to see her studying hard and she didn't even notice he was back.
He walked over and saw the naked foreign men on it. He said, "..."
Xia Weiwei: "..."
She quickly swallowed the rice ball in her mouth and stammered, "This is the sketchbook that Teacher Duan Yi gave me for me to study."
"I can never draw you well. I'm so anxious and want to find some inspiration."
She tried to close the painting, but the man blocked it with his own hand. He stared down at the naked Western European male model, every part clearly visible. He asked, "Does it look good?"
"What?"
“I asked him, does it look good?”
Xia Weiyi was completely flustered. She was so focused on her studies that she hadn't really considered the model's appearance. Furthermore, her aesthetic was very Asian, and she didn't like European and American men.
“It’s not pretty.”
The man's mouth was cold: "Not good-looking? And you're so focused on it, you didn't even notice I came back?"
Oh no, my brother is angry.
In her mind, she is the willful and stingy one, while her brother has always been gentle and mature.
She flattered him, "Brother has the best figure, brother is the most handsome, brother is the best."
Sitting on the sofa, Si Wuan, who had a cold expression, was a little emotional: "How is my brother so great? Who did you compare yourself to?"
Xia Weiwei: "..."
"Sorry, I'm not in good shape today and can't be your model for the time being. I'll go back to my room to rest."
Xia Xia sat in the living room for a long time. She was so sad that she wanted to cry. If her brother ignored her again, she would not paint this crappy picture anymore.
She sat alone in the living room until ten o'clock, then she opened the bedroom door and felt unable to breathe.
The light was gray and yellow, and there was a large white bed. The man only had a white bath towel wrapped around his waist, and he exuded temptation from head to toe.
"Why did you just come in?"
Xia Weiyi stood there, feeling numb from head to toe.
"come over."
Xia Weiyi walked to the bed with trembling legs, squatted down, stared at him, wanted to touch him, but didn't dare.
It was so hard. She swallowed hard.
“You are so familiar with my body, maybe you can find the feeling of painting.”
"Brother Wu'an, are you not angry anymore?"
"I'm angry. I'm angry that you touched the paintings while eating." Si Wuan's tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Those models are so delicious?"
Xia Weiyi felt a surge of happiness when she heard his jealous words. She explained sincerely, "I'm really just studying. I don't have any other thoughts. I swear, if I have any feelings for the man in the painting, let me be struck by lightning..."
Si Wu listened quietly without interrupting her oath.
"Brother Wu'an, in real life, I've only ever been around you, and I don't usually talk to boys of the same age." When she said this, she suddenly thought of the famous star An Xi: "I don't have any friends of the opposite sex, unlike you who have a close female friend like An Xi."
Now it was Si Wuan's turn to explain: "Ever since I found out about what happened on the ship, she and I are no longer friends."
"So, do you come into contact with other young ladies at work? Or do you get flirted with by many beautiful women?"
Si Wuan asked softly: "Are you jealous?
Xia Weiyi nodded fiercely: "I'm jealous, super jealous. Before, I was jealous of Si Mumu's fault, and now I'm jealous of many women. I might as well not be your girlfriend. I've become a stingy person."
The man sat up, pulled her arm into his arms and said, "I like the way you're jealous of me. It's so sweet."
In the gloom, Si Wuan hugged her tightly: "I'll give you time to get to know me and paint well. I hope you can achieve something in the things you like."
Xia Weiyi uttered a "hmm" sound.
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