Chapter 2181 Want to take her for yourself
"Young Master Xiao, this matter...can we still discuss it?" Ruomu asked nervously.
He frowned: "Want to regret it?"
"No, no..."
Having promised others something, she didn't dare to go back on her word, nor did she have any reason to do so.
After all, she could do it, as long as she overcame her shyness...
Seeing that she didn't regret it, Xiao Jun's attitude softened a little, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay..." She took off her coat and asked with her head down, "But why do you want to draw me?"
While Xiao Jun was preparing the painting supplies, he explained to her that he saw her making pottery last night and thought it was very special, with a simple beauty, so he wanted to draw a picture for her.
Ruomu nodded hesitantly, wondering if she should thank the young master for not letting her go there to make pottery naked...
"Sit on the chair or on the bed? I can set the scene so I can." Xiao Jun asked.
Ruomu came back to his senses and whispered, "Let's go to bed..."
Sitting naked in a chair felt even weirder and more awkward.
As for exposing herself in front of Young Master Xiao, Ruomu had come to terms with it. After all, it was not like she had never taken off her clothes before...
Besides, she is painting, which is art, not doing anything obscene, so she shouldn't be shy, as it would make her look petty.
Ruomu returned to the bedside confidently and took off his sweater, which contained a thin shirt.
When she began to unbutton her clothes, Xiao Jun suddenly said, "You..."
But he only said this one word and then stopped.
Ruomu looked up hurriedly and quickly pulled his shirt together.
"What's wrong?"
His deep eyes stayed on her face for two seconds, then glanced at her disheveled clothes. After a few seconds, he turned his gaze away: "Nothing, you can continue."
"oh……"
So he continued to take off his clothes layer by layer. When he reached the innermost layer, Ruomu felt that his face was on fire.
She was cold on the outside but hot on the inside, and she couldn't help but shiver and hugged her shoulders.
From the beginning, she had been keeping her head down, not daring to look at Young Master Xiao's face.
But she knew he was always watching her.
Ruomu just thought he was preparing for painting...
But thinking about what she was about to experience, she felt too embarrassed. She raised her head and timidly called out, "Master Xiao."
"Any questions?"
She wanted to ask if she could take everything off, but when she met his strong gaze, she finally didn't dare to mention it and shook her head, "Nothing..."
"If you're really embarrassed..."
When Ruomu heard this, he was delighted and looked at Xiao Jun expectantly.
He paused for several seconds, looked at her deeply again, and said lightly: "You can take it easy. When you get used to it, we can continue."
Ruomu sighed secretly, thinking he was going to say that it was not necessary to take off everything...
In fact, standing in front of him dressed like this was already embarrassing enough. There was no need to delay for a while, it was better to make it quick. She gritted her teeth, put her hands behind her back, and unfastened the buckle...
Xiao Jun looked at Ruomu, who was taking off his clothes in front of him bit by bit.
The development of things has obviously exceeded his expectations... and he doesn't want to stop it.
Just like that, Ruomu stood in front of him without reservation, she was like a piece of unpolished jade.
The 19-year-old girl was so pure and beautiful that he couldn't recover from his slumber for a while. He just wanted to keep looking at her like this and wanted to possess her forever.
A few minutes later.
Ruomu folded all his clothes and put them aside, then sat on the bed, put his legs together, and placed his hands stiffly on his knees, looking down at his hands.
"Um...how should I..."
"Whatever makes you feel comfortable," came Master Xiao's gentle and magnetic voice, "Just be natural."
Ruomu hugged her knees, covering everything that needed to be covered, and leaned against the head of the bed, facing him sideways.
This is how she feels most comfortable...
The young master pondered for a moment and said, "This angle is not good. Lie on your side and face me."
Ruomu nodded silently, said "hmm", and almost cried.
But now that things have come to this, she doesn't care anymore. She makes up her mind, stretches out her limbs, lies on her side on the bed, and continues to keep her eyes down.
She didn't have the courage to look Xiao Jun in the eye, not even for a moment.
But he walked towards her. Ruomu clenched her fists, her body was tense, and her eyes blinked rapidly. What was he going to do?
Don't be tempted by beauty again...
Just as she was feeling nervous, Xiao Jun handed her a book.
"When I'm painting, you can read a book and pretend I'm not there."
"Oh, okay..." Ruomu quickly took it and opened the page.
Young Master Xiao chose a popular novel for her, which she could quite read.
The key is that holding something in your hand makes it less embarrassing, at least you know where to put your eyes.
For the next two hours, the room was very quiet, with only a few subtle sounds.
The sound of paper turning pages, the slight friction of a scraper applying oil paint on the drawing board, and the occasional sound of Xiao Jun moving his chair.
As time went by, Ruomu was no longer as nervous as she was at the beginning, and her face was not as hot anymore. She had gradually gotten used to it, and it seemed that not wearing clothes was no big deal.
After all, Young Master Xiao was just painting, not chatting with her, and not doing anything out of the ordinary.
After a while, she got tired of reading and finally couldn't help herself. She raised her head and looked at the man not far away.
He was sitting behind the drawing board. From her angle, she could see half of his body and the side of his face.
His handsome facial features looked even more charming because of his concentration when painting. There was a special attraction that made Ruomu want to keep looking at him.
In fact, it must be very lucky to be Master Xiao's model.
You know, with his worth and his talent, there must be a lot of people who want to be his models, whether they wear clothes or not.
Ruomu thought about the paintings in the art gallery again. When she passed through the corridor, she saw some works by Xiao Jun.
Ruomu didn't know how not to appreciate them. He just thought that those paintings were very beautiful, with bright colors, which made people happy when they looked at them.
If she had not known Young Master Xiao, it would have been hard for her to imagine that these lively landscape paintings were created by a painter with a melancholic personality.
Perhaps, he is only happy when he is painting, like now.
Ruomu stared at Xiao Jun in a daze, imagining his inner world, imagining his happy mood and admiring eyes when he described her, and her face couldn't help but blush again.
I just kept looking at him until he was caught in the act.
Xiao Jun was not looking at her face at first. His eyes were on her legs, as if he was drawing her legs, but suddenly he stared into her eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He smiled, with a look of appreciation and pity on his face.
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