Chapter 363 It’s exciting!
The apartment that Hu Yan rented had only one bedroom and one living room, and the area was not very large.
In the small living room, the atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment.
The plump and plump female painter was so embarrassed that she was looking for holes on the floor.
Get in, is there any crack in the ground that I can get in?
What kind of social death scene is this!
She had forgotten that this was the picture on her tablet before she locked the screen.
Damn it, what should I do now?
She thought that she was already dead after her junior sister pointed out that she was drawing Cheng Zhu.
But who would have thought that there is an advanced version today.
"Isn't this the same as dancing directly in front of the real owner?"
Hu Yan recalled carefully and felt that the three most embarrassing moments in her life since she grew up were all related to this rich sponsor.
The first time was when she went to Hangzhou to have dinner with Cheng Zhu. After dinner, he sent her back to the hotel. As soon as she got back, she was filled with inspiration. After finishing the painting, she sent it to Cheng Zhu as a conditioned reflex according to her usual habit.
I just sent you back to the hotel, and you sent me sexy pictures late at night. What does that mean?
The second time was "Junior Sister's Point Out".
The third time is now!
“What will the boss think of me?”
"What would he think of me now?"
Even beads of sweat began to appear on the tip of Hu Yan's nose and forehead.
With her special physique, she began to turn red all over again.
The pair of plump legs that were tightly closed together became stiff and tense at this moment.
But a deep feeling of powerlessness began to emanate from within my body.
"It's over. I don't know why, but I feel like my life is over."
"I can't hold my head up anymore. I can't live like a human being anymore."
"He'll definitely think I'm a female pervert!"
"He would definitely think that I was alone at home, fantasizing about him while painting."
"Just die. Just die today."
Hu Yan suddenly began to regret that he should not have invited his sponsor to his home for dinner.
Home is sometimes the safest place, but sometimes, the safest place is the most dangerous place!
Because your home has too much of your personal privacy.
For example, once the drawer of Hu Yan’s bedside table is opened, the dazzling array of toys inside will be unsightly.
And at this moment, the thing that scared Hu Yan the most happened.
That is...an order from the boss!
"Open it." Cheng Zhu looked at the tablet and said.
His voice is so calm, so calm that it's scary!
This scene seemed so familiar to Hu Yan. It was just like that day in the hotel when she accidentally sent the self-portrait and hurriedly used the withdraw function. As a result, the boss said he had seen it and ordered her to send it over.
It's very strange. Although he is younger than me, his aura is absolutely overwhelming.
——Because he is rich?
"Boss, can you please not look at it?" Hu Yan began to curl up into a ball again, his body was red and hot, and his hands were hidden in his sleeves.
She is like this when she is in crowded places, her whole body will shrink slightly.
"No." Cheng Zhu answered indifferently.
Speaking of which, Cheng Zhu was also quite confused.
He also didn't expect that he would have such a life experience.
Damn, so this is what it feels like to be the male protagonist of a book?
As far as he knows, some celebrities have such experiences, such as being written into articles or being drawn into cartoons.
Sometimes he wonders whether these stars will watch it themselves.
Wow, I never thought I would experience it firsthand!
Damn it, I'm paying you and you're drawing me naked behind my back!
I'm so angry!
Should I charge modeling fees?
By the way, does being a nude model for an artist make money?
Cheng Zhu's thoughts were getting more and more deviated.
Under his stern gaze, Hu Yan slowly opened the tablet.
Cheng Zhu looked at the "dirty things" on the screen and even felt a little amused.
"Of course, I think your drawing is more attentive than the illustrations in the show." He couldn't help but say sarcastically.
Damn, this is too detailed, isn't it?
This Adam's apple, these muscles, these veins. There is also a very vivid scene, that is the pair of big hands sitting on the chair tightly grasping the armrests! And the head raised up in comfort!
What the hell, I'm not like that at all, okay?
"Just this one?" He turned his head and asked again, staring at Hu Yan's eyes under his thick black-framed glasses.
"Good for you! You avoided my gaze!" Cheng Zhu cursed, no longer needing an answer.
Hu Yan really didn't dare to look at him now.
I'd rather die. I'd better die.
"Find all the others for me." Cheng Zhu ordered again.
When Hu Yan heard this, he felt that the great shame in his heart was about to overflow.
Each of her paintings, which she draws for her own amusement, corresponds to her personal XP.
Although her many sexual fetishes seemed to be no secret in front of her boss and they had all been discussed long ago, the problem was that the male protagonist in these paintings was him!
“Do I have to criticize them one by one?” She thought to herself, she was going crazy.
Five minutes later, Cheng Zhuren felt numb.
He felt that he was already quite impressive because before coming to the Magic City, he printed out all the self-portraits that Hu Yan sent him, and then put them in a folder and brought them with him.
But he didn't expect that he was still not as awesome as her.
Oh, you little fox are the best at playing!
What are these paintings? Some of them even have subtitles.
She would actually write text on it, which would include dialogues and exchanges between the male and female protagonists, or their inner thoughts.
"It's disgusting and disgraceful to look at!" This was the evaluation Cheng Zhu gave in his mind.
In addition, Detective Cheng discovered another detail.
"This latest one looks the most like me."
“Not only are they similar in appearance, but also in spirit.”
"The further you go forward, the less lifelike it becomes. It's not as realistic."
The truth is that Hu Yan had been drawing like this subconsciously until she was pointed out by Yue Lingjing.
But Cheng Zhu naturally wouldn't have such an idea.
He would just think: "I wasn't very good at drawing at the beginning, but later on I became more and more proficient, right?"
"Or did they start by painting me secretly and then paint me blatantly later?"
Cheng Zhu raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Yan, feeling a little bit amused and helpless.
Her whole body was so red that it looked like blood was about to drip out of her face.
Hu Yan was seen with her head hung down. Her large black-framed glasses almost covered half of her face, and now her loose and drooping hair made it even harder to see her expression.
But as she lowered her head, Cheng Zhu could look down and see her red neck, and the small part of her back skin that was exposed at the collar of her sweatshirt as she lowered her head, was also turning red!
At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Cheng Zhu's mind.
"Let me ask you, has Yue Lingjing seen it?" Cheng Zhu asked suddenly, his tone extremely serious.
Hu Yan, who lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, was so frightened that he shuddered all over.
Cheng Zhu knew that Hu Yan often sent some of his daily masterpieces to his junior sister.
But he was not sure whether his daily life was included in this?
"No!" Hu Yan started lying mode.
There was a hint of tears in her voice.
I didn't mean to draw you and send it to my junior sister. That would be so perverted.
After my junior sister told me that the person I drew looked a bit like you, I stopped posting her pictures.
This is the only picture I drew these few days, purely for my own entertainment.
I had originally thought of deleting it after enjoying it for a few days, and never thought that you would find it.
Cheng Zhu heard a slight cry in her voice and did not ask any further questions.
"I'll believe you for now," he said.
He thought it wouldn't come to this.
He could barely understand that Hu Yan was using him to amuse himself. After all, the two of them had been chatting like that in private, which was already beyond the line.
Yue Lingjing had no such reason.
"Boss, I, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong." There was always a hint of tears in Hu Yan's words.
She felt so ashamed and humiliated at the moment that she even wanted to kill herself.
Cheng Zhu did not reply for the time being and just remained silent.
After a while, he looked out the window.
It's past seven in the evening now, and it's starting to drizzle outside!
——It’s raining again!
Cheng Zhu withdrew his gaze from the window and let out a long sigh.
"well--."
Then, he began to comment on Hu Yan's paintings as he did in the past.
Following his comments, Hu Yan slowly raised his head, his slightly red eyes filled with astonishment and a hint of excitement after surviving a disaster.
"Boss, you're not angry anymore?"
"I'm angry, but should I call the police to arrest you?" Cheng Zhu asked.
When Fox Yan heard this, his slightly shrunken body shuddered again.
Cheng Zhu looked at her and continued, "I am a man of my words. I told you to show me your new work and I will give you some comments. I will definitely do so."
"But." He frowned.
Cheng Zhu picked up the tablet and opened the picture that he saw first.
That's the picture that looks most like him.
"I want to ask you, why did you suddenly want to draw me?"
Hu Yan didn't know how to answer this question at all.
"I don't know." She lowered her head again and timidly explained to herself: "But I really don't have any messy thoughts."
"Really?" Cheng Zhu asked.
Hu Yan raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head and continued timidly: "Really."
——A little humble fox in front of his financial sponsor.
"So you're telling me that the heroine in this picture is not you?" Cheng Zhu tapped the tablet lightly with his fingers.
"Of course not!" Hu Yan replied immediately this time.
Cheng Zhu looked at the plump woman in the picture, especially her big fat butt. He really wanted to continue judging people by their butts, and asked her loudly, "You said this is not your butt?"
"Don't you think her body shape is similar to yours?" Cheng Zhu asked in a restrained tone.
"Well, there are many people in the world with similar body shapes, but different faces." Hu Yan gave the most convincing explanation: "The face doesn't look like mine at all."
To be honest, there aren't many women with a butt like yours.
"Really?" Cheng Zhu looked at the face of the heroine in the painting and asked again.
There was a brief silence in the apartment.
The two could only hear the sound of rain outside the window.
Amid the sound of drizzling rain, Cheng Zhu turned his head and looked at her.
The next moment, Hu Yan felt a big hand suddenly reaching out in front of him, then covering the pair of big black-framed glasses on his face and taking them off.
"Look at it this way, doesn't it look like it?" he said.
(ps: Second update, deleted and revised, a few minutes late again, please vote for me!)
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