Chapter 60 Chapter 60 Painting (Part 2)
Xue Yuanyin held her breath and dared not move forward.
The faint sound of water came from the door and became more and more obvious in the silent hall, as if hinting at what was going to happen next, or as if something was being concealed but only made more obvious.
If we were not sure whether she was painting on the way here, now we can almost be sure.
Why else would he shower in the middle of nowhere? And why did he choose the time she was supposed to be there?
The sound of water from inside the door was intermittent, tickling her heart like little hammers.
I don’t know when he started washing, nor how long it would take him to finish, but what is certain is that she doesn’t have much time left to prepare herself mentally.
Xue Yuanyin suddenly felt a little nervous. What should she do? Was it too late for her to play dumb now?
What should she say when he walks out of the clean room?
What a coincidence, I'm here to paint?
Zhang Jingxuan, are you taking a shower?
Is there a kitchen at Zhuyue Palace? Have you had dinner yet?
…
Ahhhh no! It's so embarrassing to say anything! ! !
Xue Yuanyin clutched the bundle and stood stiffly in place. In the silent room, the only sounds were the sound of water splashing on the other side of the door and the thumping of her heart.
She secretly despised herself. How pathetic! She wasn't the one who was going to be a nude model, so why was she so nervous?
If anyone should be nervous, it should be Zhang Jingxuan who should be nervous.
However, seeing Zhang Jingxuan so effortlessly opening his collar in Chun Gui Alley before, he seemed quite at ease...
Xue Yuanyin's mind was full of chaotic thoughts, but before she could prepare herself mentally, the sound of water inside the door stopped, and then the sound of someone getting dressed could be heard.
After a moment, the door slowly opened.
Xue Yuanyin's heart was in her throat, but she saw Zhang Jingxuan walking out in a neatly dressed suit, even wearing black boots, which was completely different from what she expected.
She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Why are you dressed like this?"
It's not that he shouldn't wear a robe, but shouldn't he wear something easy to take off? Otherwise, he'll spend ages just taking off his clothes before he even starts painting.
Zhang Jingxuan's hair was still wet and not yet tied up. Fortunately, the main hall's heating was strong, so she didn't feel cold even with a single layer of clothing. Hearing this, he looked at her, his gaze pausing on her obviously well-dressed clothes before he said:
"What should I wear?"
Xue Yuanyin was silent for a moment.
Could it be that she had misunderstood? Then he asked her to bring brushes and ink, so that he could teach her how to paint?
Zhang Jingxuan approached her and stood in front of her, his body still shrouded in the faint warmth of his bath. He suddenly lowered his voice and said:
"Don't you think I should be so fully dressed so I can undress later?"
Xue Yuanyin's mind went blank for a moment, and her cheeks flushed as she said:
"You, you are just teasing me on purpose!"
She held it in for a second, then feigned composure before saying, "Isn't that so? You invited me to Zhuyue Palace, and even took a bath at this time, just so you could be my nude model, right?"
Zhang Jingxuan didn't deny it and asked, "Did you bring your pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?"
Xue Yuanyin clutched the bag and said calmly, "I brought it."
Zhang Jingxuan glanced at the bulging bag at the crook of her elbow, paused, then retracted his gaze and said calmly:
"Have you figured out how to paint?"
Xue Yuanyin was unable to answer for a moment. She had not thought it through. To be exact, she did not expect Zhang Jingxuan to agree to this ridiculous request, so she had never thought about what pose to ask him to pose, how to draw him, and where to draw him.
But she couldn't show her nervousness, otherwise Zhang Jingxuan would see her nervousness and might regret it.
Xue Yuanyin looked around calmly, then pointed to the side hall and said:
"Let's go to the study. It's spacious and well-lit."
Zhang Jingxuan looked over. There was indeed a spacious open space in front of the antique display case, and there was also a low couch where he could sit and rest. He nodded casually, glanced at Xue Yuanyin, and said meaningfully:
"The study is a prime location, so I chose this place...it turns out you have a strong taste."
Xue Yuanyin was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant. Painting nude pictures in the study room was indeed a bit taboo... But words spoken were like water spilled, and she could not regret it. Xue Yuanyin gritted her teeth and said stubbornly:
"The bedroom is too monotonous, and the background is not beautiful. It is not as charming as the study."
Zhang Jingxuan seemed to want to laugh, but he finally lowered his lips and nodded slightly:
"In that case, let's go to the side hall."
He took the lead and walked over, his expression calm and his steps relaxed, as if he was not nervous at all. Xue Yuanyin didn't want to be looked down upon, so he followed him to the side hall.
The side hall was decorated as a study. Xue Yuanyin stopped and looked around. There was an antique display cabinet right in front of him. Through the lattice of the cabinet, he could see the majestic hanging calligraphy on the wall behind.
Xue Yuanyin couldn't help but nodded.
This scene is nice. If I draw it and put a naked handsome man in it, it will be even more perfect.
Thinking of this, Xue Yuanyin couldn't help but look at Zhang Jingxuan. He was tall and slender with a straight back, a gentle and modest man with a golden and jade-like appearance. He was standing quietly beside the antique display cabinet, playing with a string of Buddhist beads, waiting for her to make a decision.
The Buddhist beads were cinnabar red, which matched his slender fingers as white as jade, and looked very beautiful.
It was this hand that gently twisted the fruit core under her skirt in the carriage last night...
Xue Yuanyin's face flushed, and he quickly cleared his throat and said tentatively:
"Since I'm the one painting, I can have you pose however I want?"
Zhang Jingxuan raised his eyelids to look at her, put on his Buddhist beads, and said with a half-smile:
"That's the way it should be, but I can't do any poses that I can't do, and I can't do any poses that are too insulting."
Xue Yuanyin asked, "Can you give me an example?"
Zhang Jingxuan stroked the cinnabar Buddhist beads on his wrist, slowly turning them, and said, "For example, I can't do a handstand. For another example..."
He paused for a moment and said calmly, "You can't ask me to pose for masturbation.
Xue Yuanyin's face flushed again. She thought to herself that she shouldn't ask any more questions, but her mouth reacted faster than her brain:
"What's your masturbation posture?"
Zhang Jingxuan glanced at her, his eyes darkened for a moment, and he said with a smile:
"What do you think?"
Xue Yuanyin: “…”
That's because the posture with the door wide open is not good.
She uttered a dry "oh" and felt inexplicably a little regretful. She scratched her face to cover it up, but then she felt that this action made her look helpless, so she put her hand down abruptly.
After thinking for a moment, Xue Yuanyin pointed at the antique shelf and said:
"How about here? The space is spacious and can accommodate a painting table. It would also be elegant to use the antique display stand and hanging calligraphy as a background."
There is a soft couch in the study that can be moved over.
Painting takes at least two hours, and standing is too tiring. This soft couch is just right for sitting.
Zhang Jingxuan took a look and had no objection. He naturally couldn't stand there for two or three hours.
After positioning the couch, Xue Yuanyin motioned Zhang Jingxuan to sit on it first and try it out. He did as he was told and leaned back on the couch, letting his legs rest casually under his brocade robe.
Xue Yuanyin stood in front of the couch and looked at it carefully. In fact, there was no posture she could take. Standing was tiring, and she couldn't sit with the door wide open, so she could only sit sideways.
But it looks good this way too. Zhang Jingxuan's noble demeanor doesn't look ugly no matter how he leans back.
Xue Yuanyin was a little confused. Should his body lean to the left or to the right?
She asked Zhang Jingxuan to change his sitting position according to her instructions. After choosing, she began to worry about the placement of his legs.
Should I cross my legs or not?
She asked Zhang Jingxuan to try each one once. He was now wearing a brocade robe, so nothing could be seen.
Finally, with some little thought in mind, she chose the posture of spreading her legs naturally.
Seeing that the couch was concave, Xue Yuanyin went to the bedroom to get a silk pillow to cushion him so that his waist would not be hanging in the air and to keep his posture good.
Xue Yuanyin didn't know whether she was so busy to make the painting look good later or to hide her nervousness.
She is too conflicted, it's really annoying!
but--
Xue Yuanyin looked at Zhang Jingxuan and always felt that something was missing.
She looked at his arm casually resting on his lap, pondered for a while, then suddenly had an idea. She went to the bookshelf and took a book from it, saying:
"Try holding a book."
After Zhang Jingxuan took it, Xue Yuanyin instructed him to adjust his posture. It would be too tiring for his arms to hold up the book to read. If he put the book down and lowered his head to read, his neck would hurt after a long time.
She asked Zhang Jingxuan to try again and again, but finally gave up regretfully because this method didn't work.
So what should I do...
Zhang Jingxuan threw away the scroll, looked at the desk at the far end of the room, raised his finger and pointed:
"Go and get the celadon oil lamp on the table."
Xue Yuanyin didn't understand why, but she did as she was told. She walked over, picked up the oil lamp, and asked:
"Then what?"
Zhang Jingxuan raised his hand and gestured, "Put it on the carved pillar on the left."
Xue Yuanyin turned her head and looked in the direction he said. Not far to the left of her drawing table was a slender carved pillar. It had originally been empty, but now it was perfect for placing an oil lamp.
She placed the celadon oil lamp there. Zhang Jingxuan sat sideways on the couch, with the oil lamp just opposite him, emitting a faint light that illuminated the whole place and cast a faint glow on his handsome face.
Zhang Jingxuan rested his right elbow casually on the armrest of the couch, leaned against the back of the couch with his face slightly tilted, and his eyes fell on the faint light emitted by the celadon oil lamp.
Xue Yuanyin's eyes lit up, and he immediately clapped his hands: "Yes, yes, yes! Very good! That's it!"
What a handsome and noble young man! He seemed to have just returned home from duty and was resting on the couch. He also seemed to be looking at his newlywed wife who was waiting for him to finish his duty. His gentle and cold eyebrows were softened by the light, adding a bit of laziness to his leisure.
He turned something with erotic connotations into an artistic picture.
As expected of Zhang Jingxuan, he is an expert at everything he does, including being a nude model.
Once the pose is confirmed, the next step is to start painting.
Xue Yuanyin's heart began to pound again. She was so nervous. She had to draw a nude picture of Zhang Jingxuan!
She wanted to witness Zhang Jingxuan taking off his clothes with her own eyes!
There was no need to say anything. She just looked up and looked at him. Before she could think of what to say, Zhang Jingxuan stood up from the couch, put his hands on his waist, and began to slowly untie his waist belt.
Xue Yuanyin felt as if all the blood in her body was flowing back to her head in an instant, causing her heart to beat wildly and her mouth to become dry.
Oh my God!
She wasn't dreaming, Zhang Jingxuan really became her nude model!!!
This is too exciting! I can't imagine how sexy the scene will be.
Xue Yuanyin was a little bit unable to calm down. In the silent hall, she heard his jade leather belt fall to the ground with a click, which made her heart tremble.
She suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"
Zhang Jingxuan paused, looked up, his calm gaze carrying a hint of deep meaning:
"Hmm? You regret not wanting to paint anymore?"
"no."
Xue Yuanyin glanced at the darkening sky outside and said calmly, "I just wanted to ask you, don't you need to prepare anything else? For example, have you had dinner? I'll be painting for two or three hours, so you can't do anything else."
"Thanks for your concern, but I've already used it."
Zhang Jingxuan gave her a deep look, then unbuttoned his crow-feather robe. The material was woven gold brocade, intricately embroidered with rabbit fur, making it incredibly warm.
The fire in the hall was getting hotter and hotter. To prevent himself from getting cold after taking off all his clothes, he took off his thick velvet robe and threw it on the table in the distance. He also took off his boots, socks, and black silk trousers and threw them aside.
His body was covered only by a silk cotton undershirt and silk trousers, which made his shoulders look broad and his waist slender, like a tall pine or bamboo.
Still feeling hot, he untied the belt of his shirt and opened it wide.
Xue Yuanyin also noticed that the temperature of the floor in the hall was rising. A thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. When she thought about having to endure it for two hours, it was really hot, so she simply opened the collar of her outer coat.
Fortunately, she was wearing a pink undershirt embroidered with lotus patterns, which could be worn outside and was not indecent.
Seeing a basin of ice in the corner of the hall, she brought it over and placed it under the drawing table.
Zhang Jingxuan would be naked later, so the temperature was just right. However, she felt hot with clothes on, so she decided to cool down with the ice basin.
Seeing that Zhang Jingxuan had already started to take off his shirt and was about to reveal his inner garment, Xue Yuanyin's heart began to beat rapidly. She kept tapping the floor with her toes, moving constantly to relieve her tension, and finally stood up from the drawing table again:
"Wait a minute!"
Without waiting for Zhang Jingxuan to ask, she coughed lightly and said:
"I'm going to be sitting on the couch for over two hours. Do you want to go to the guest room?"
Zhang Jingxuan paused in taking off his shirt, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said:
"I don't have gonorrhea, so I don't need it for now."*
Xue Yuanyin watched him take off his middle garment, leaving only his inner garment.
His inner garment was transparent white and reached down to his knees, and one could vaguely see the thin muscles of his upper body undulating beneath the material. Below that was a layer of white trousers, which blocked the view of his crotch, making it difficult to see clearly.
She pulled at her right hand with her left hand, and then at her left hand with her right hand. She was sweating with nervousness, and she mustered up the courage to shout, "Wait a minute!"
Zhang Jingxuan stopped moving completely. He was wearing a snow-white undershirt and trousers, but his figure did not look thin. He looked up, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said:
"What's wrong?"
Xue Yuanyin was so nervous that she almost screamed.
Ahhhhhhhh!
How could he be so calm? No, he must be pretending to be calm!
She pretended to be overheated and fanned her forehead with her palm. She looked calm, but in fact she was extremely nervous. She racked her brains and finally came up with an excuse to escape temporarily:
"I'm a little thirsty. You can take off your clothes later. Let me drink some water first."
Zhang Jingxuan gestured to the side hall: "There's tea over there."
Xue Yuanyin went to the side hall to pour a cup of tea, and took a big gulp to quench her thirst. She stayed in the side hall for a while until she calmed down a little, then she returned to the drawing table.
Zhang Jingxuan raised his hand to cover the tie of his tunic, revealing the smooth outline of his muscles. His movements were slow and deliberate, as if deliberately tickling the very core of her heart.
Xue Yuanyin looked at this scene and her heart began to beat wildly again.
Ahhhhhhhh! I'm so nervous! What should I do? What should I do?!
Seeing Zhang Jingxuan fiddling with his belt, slowly untying it——
"Wait a minute!"
She suddenly interrupted him, "I didn't drink enough just now, I need to go drink some water!"
After saying this, she ran back to the side hall and drank another cup of tea. When she came back, she had calmed down and said:
"Take it off."
Zhang Jingxuan raised his hand to untie the belt of his inner garment, revealing the thin muscles on his chest, waist and abdomen. The lines on his hips meandered into his trousers, faintly revealing the outline of his underwear.
He untied his belt very slowly, and I don't know if he was doing it intentionally, but it made people feel uneasy.
"Wait a minute!"
Xue Yuanyin called him for the third time, controlling herself not to look away, her heart pounding as she said, "I still have to go to the guest room. You have to wait for me for a moment."
She felt that she was feeling a little too guilty, so she looked at him deliberately and pretended to be calm. Zhang Jingxuan looked back at her, his gentle and clear eyes filled with some inexplicable emotion, as if he had seen through her.
But he said nothing in the end, and did not take off his clothes again. He sat on the couch and waited for her, nodding good-naturedly: "Okay, if you have any other trivial matters, please finish them and come back."
Xue Yuanyin calmly replied "yes" and went to the bedroom for a walk, but only washed her hands. She stood in the bedroom and tried to calm herself down, but she found that she couldn't calm down.
There was no way. Zhang Jingxuan had always prevented her from seeing that part, as if he was holding some treasure, constantly whetting her appetite and making her more and more interested.
When Xue Yuanyin thought about him taking off all his clothes, he felt excitement and nervousness coming over him.
She secretly despised herself, thinking she was such a loser! Didn't she see that Zhang Jingxuan, who was about to get naked, didn't seem to be acting strangely?
After hesitating for a while, Xue Yuanyin finally returned to the desk and sat down, setting out the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.
Looking at Zhang Jingxuan, who was sitting on the soft couch opposite him, his shirt open, revealing his chest and abdominal muscles, and only wearing trousers on the lower body, Xue Yuanyin took a look at his sitting posture. Something flashed through her mind, and before she could think carefully, she blurted out a sentence:
"Zhang Jingxuan, could you please open your legs a little more later?"
Zhang Jingxuan was twirling the vermilion Buddhist beads on his wrist. Hearing this, he paused and looked over with slightly gloomy eyes, as if he was smiling but not smiling.
Xue Yuanyin looked back at him calmly.
Zhang Jingxuan looked at her and said slowly, "How far apart do you want to be?"
Xue Yuanyin became nervous again and felt a little guilty.
She really wanted him to open the door wide. After all, her motives for painting were not pure, and the appearance of this object was at least 70% of her attraction. If it was blocked by his legs, what was the point of painting?
But Zhang Jingxuan seemed gentle, but in fact he was arrogant. It would be a humiliation for him to face her painting table with the door wide open, and he would certainly not agree.
Xue Yuanyin carefully formulated her words, then said cautiously and vaguely:
"If you're going to paint a picture, you have to paint the entire model. If any part is missing, the painting won't be complete, and it won't be beautiful. Isn't that the truth?"
Zhang Jingxuan pursed his lips and chuckled, not knowing whether he had seen through her thoughts, but he was too lazy to answer.
Xue Yuanyin was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind, so she didn't dare to push him any further. She swallowed her saliva and said calmly:
"I'm ready."
Zhang Jingxuan glanced at her, stood up from the couch, turned sideways to face her, took off his underwear, and placed it on the table, revealing his lean and beautiful naked upper body. The smooth muscle lines winding and undulating on his body were really pleasing to the eye.
Then, he slowly placed his hands on his waist and touched the edge of his trousers.
Xue Yuanyin clenched her palms and stared at him without blinking, her breathing becoming rapid and her heart beating in her throat.
Zhang Jingxuan probed inside with his fingertips and pinched the trousers and underwear together.
In the quiet hall, the man behind the painting table fixed his gaze on him. He looked very calm, but he couldn't suppress the excitement and nervousness in his eyes.
His eyes were fixed intently, and his purpose was so obvious that it was clear as day.
Zhang Jingxuan paused slightly and glanced down calmly.
The thing was still lying quietly between his legs, slightly bulging, but without any movement.
I hope it will be more obedient later.
He didn't wait any longer, tore off the last of his clothes, threw them on the table next to him, and then turned around.
Completely naked, all the skin is exposed to the air.
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The author has something to say: A little in advance, hehe.
I'm so sleep deprived. I'm dying from sleeping only five hours a day. TvT I've been having a real headache these past few days.
*In Traditional Chinese Medicine, “stranguria” refers to frequent and urgent urination.
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