Chapter 27
After entering the studio, Pei Yanhe calmly sat down on the long sofa beside him, crossed his long legs, and looked at the two of them calmly.
Shen Yizhi then realized that he had followed in and frowned, "Why did you follow in?"
It seems that she didn't invite Pei Yanhe.
What's more, the young master sat there calmly and naturally, as if he was at home.
Pei Yanhe casually picked up a stack of picture albums, turned a page, and said nonchalantly: "You do your thing, don't worry about me."
“…”
She didn't want to care.
Shen Yizhi was too lazy to pay attention to him. As long as he didn't make trouble, it was none of her business. Her eyes were cast at Tan Qingzheng who was right in front of her.
"You can take it off now."
It was a very normal sentence, but when Pei Yanhe heard it, his eyebrows couldn't help but jump.
No one noticed the subtle movements.
Tan Qingzheng took off his tight short T-shirt neatly, revealing his muscular body.
Compared with Pei Yanhe's lean and wild figure, Tan Qingzheng is obviously a bit stronger.
The light and shadow cast on his muscles, making the lines appear clearer.
Shen Yizhi picked up the sketch pen beside him and started drawing. There was only desire for the painting in his eyes, and no passion for muscles at all.
But the sound of turning pages suddenly became louder and louder, which was particularly abrupt in the already quiet studio.
Shen Yizhi liked quietness when painting, and the noise distracted her from the topic. Her hands paused for half a second, and then she turned to the next page.
She could no longer bear it and said through gritted teeth: "Pei Yanhe, that's enough."
Pei Yanhe did stop turning the pages, raised his eyelids, and didn't feel anything was wrong. Instead, he looked puzzled.
"What's wrong with me?"
Shen Yizhi calmed his breathing and suddenly reminded him in a friendly manner: "Please turn the pages quietly."
Pei Yanhe said in a casual and cheerful tone, "Okay."
He closed the album and lost interest in turning the pages. He slowly stood up, paced around, and began to admire her studio.
The decoration of the studio was designed according to Shen Yizhi's preferences. It was simple and clean, but the furnishings were a bit messy. There were all kinds of brushes on the table, and large and small cardboard boxes were piled up in the corner, all of which were filled with drawing paper.
He was wandering slowly around the room, a tall and long-legged figure.
It appeared in Shen Yizhi's peripheral vision, making her unable to ignore it, and her writing speed slowed down by a beat.
Tan Qingzheng noticed that she was distracted, and also felt that the guy's behavior was deliberate. As a working man, standing in the middle with his upper body naked, he did not dare to say anything and tried to reduce his presence.
Pei Yanhe had nothing to do, so he helped her organize the paintbrushes on the table. He then squatted in front of the pile of cardboard boxes and was about to reach out to take out the drawing paper.
But he was stopped by Shen Yizhi.
"Wait a moment!"
Chen Yizhi's temples were throbbing, and she remembered that there was a picture of Pei Yanhe's abdominal muscles that she had drawn last time in the cardboard box, so she hurriedly stopped him.
She put down her paintbrush, strode forward, grabbed Pei Yanhe's wrist, and walked out.
His skin was a little hot, like a stove, constantly transmitting heat.
Logically speaking, her strength was not enough to pull Pei Yanhe.
But it was easy, as easy as holding a dog leash, unexpectedly easy.
His wrist was held by a warm and soft palm. Pei Yanhe curled his lips, with a barely perceptible smile in his eyes. He followed her slowly, following her strength.
Tan Qingzheng was the only one left in the studio: "..."
This was the first time I encountered such a situation at home. I felt at a loss and stood there for a moment.
Calculated by time, he should be making money every minute and every second standing here no matter what he does.
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Here, Shen Yizhi pulled him out of the studio, loosened his wrist, pushed him against the wall, raised his face slightly, and said calmly.
"Pei Yanhe, if you make trouble again, I will kick you out."
Pei Yanhe looked innocent, lowered his eyes to look at her, and said "Oh" with a raised voice.
"How long will it take?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“One hour,” Shen Yizhi stretched out his hand, “If you can’t wait, give me the ointment.”
"Are you planning to let that thing apply to you?" Pei Yanhe asked vaguely.
“…” Shen Yizhi really admired his train of thought, “I’ll apply it myself!”
Pei Yanhe leaned against the cold wall, the space in front of him was completely occupied by her. He glanced at the almost zero distance between her hems and spoke slowly.
"I'm waiting for you."
Shen Yizhi didn't notice that she was now in a wall-dong position against him. She was thinking about serious matters and was afraid that Pei Yanhe would make trouble again, so she raised her index finger to warn him.
"You are not allowed to enter the studio. Wait for me in the living room!"
Pei Yanhe was very easy to talk to this time, "Okay."
Staring at his relaxed brows, Shen Yizhi always felt that Pei Yanhe seemed to be "coaxed".
Without thinking any more, she glared at him viciously before walking into the studio and closing the door.
He was the only one left in the corridor.
Pei Yanhe stared at the lingering touch on his wrist for two seconds, and his mind flashed with her approaching murderous look, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.
The corners of his lips rose slightly.
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After Shen Yizhi dealt with Master Pei Yanhe, the studio finally quieted down.
The speed of writing is also significantly improved.
An hour later, Shen Yizhi turned his slightly sore wrist and said to Tan Qingzheng who was getting dressed: "I will transfer the money to you later."
Tan Qingzheng tidied up his appearance and said with a smile, "Okay, I still trust the client recommended by Sister Han."
Shen Yizhi wiped off the ink smears from between his fingers and suddenly asked curiously, "Are you going to take both the half-body and the whole-body?"
With his physique from years of fitness, he would definitely be a hot commodity in this industry.
Tan Qingzheng remained calm and said, "Yes, if you need any help later, you can contact me."
After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong and added, "But I don't think we will have that possibility."
Shen Yizhi walked out of the studio, not understanding the implication of his words, "That's not necessarily true."
Tan Qingzheng was following behind her, and when he went downstairs, he met the pair of cold, dark eyes sitting on the sofa in the living room. He quickly looked away, not wanting to bring about any unnecessary disaster.
"No need to see me off. I have something to do and I'll leave first."
After talking to Shen Yizhi, he quickly left the villa, as if he would die here if he stayed for another second.
Seeing that the young master was still waiting here, Shen Yizhi sat beside him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise.
"Pei Yanhe, I noticed that you've been really free lately."
Pei Yanhe suddenly said, "Maybe I've been eating too many pickles recently."
“…”
Shen Yizhi faked a laugh and glanced at him sideways, "What a cold joke."
Pei Yanhe turned off his phone and put it aside, chuckling slightly, "Have you taken a shower?"
Shen Yizhi sweated a little in the afternoon and felt sticky and uncomfortable, so he had already washed it in the afternoon.
"After washing, just apply it directly."
Pei Yanhe squeezed the ointment with ease, but this time he didn't squeeze it onto a cotton swab, but onto his fingertips.
Shen Yizhi subconsciously asked: "Where are the cotton swabs at home?"
Pei Yanhe replied calmly with three words: "Not found."
Seeing the white paste squeezed onto his fingertips, he didn't show any disgust.
Shen Yizhi didn't say anything more, she raised her chin a little, revealing her fair and slender neck, making it easier for him to apply it.
I thought the touch of my fingertips was the same as that of a cotton swab.
But the moment I touched it.
Shen Yizhi clearly felt the warmth of his fingertips mixed with the coolness of the ointment. The soft and gentle touch gently rubbed and wandered around her neck.
It made her back stiffen.
Suddenly, my whole body felt numb.
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