Chapter 9 Coveted 09
The pen began to draw on his body.
The mirror beside them clearly reflected the figures of the two people.
While looking at the marks on her body in the mirror, Gu Rong also left similar marks on Lu Yu's body.
The two sat facing each other, and the marks on their bodies seemed to be able to be pieced together.
"Is this the platysma muscle? Your platysma muscle seems longer and harder than mine."
Gu Rong spoke seriously, as if he didn't notice anything wrong with his body at all.
But Lu Yu gradually began to lose concentration.
His eyes wandered between the mirror and Gu Rong. With the help of the mirror, he could see Gu Rong's entire body more clearly and comprehensively.
The slightly damp hair was scattered in disarray, a few strands of hair fell between Gu Rong's eyebrows, tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, her lips were pursed and opened several times, and she bit her lower lip with her teeth, her Adam's apple slid, her collarbone sunken deeper, and on her chest... it reminded Lu Yu of ripe cherries, so bright and juicy.
There is not a trace of fat on the abdomen and the belly button is small.
There is also a small bulge hidden under the nightgown, which is impossible to ignore.
Perhaps because sitting cross-legged was uncomfortable, Gu Rong had stretched one leg out from under her nightgown, right next to his crossed thigh. Her calf was shaking and would occasionally bump into him. When it was not shaking, through the mirror, one could see that Gu Rong's toes were curled up together, tense, as if she was enduring something.
When he realized this, it seemed as if something suddenly hit Lu Yu's chest.
It turns out that this person is not ignorant and insensitive.
He just acted like... nothing happened.
And in fact, nothing really happened.
It's just that he...
"Lu Yu, you're sweating."
Gu Rong painted another stroke of red paint on Lu Yu's body with a light force, as if just the tip of the paint brush had swept across, which inexplicably brought about an itchy feeling.
"Not only was I sweating, but I was also very tense."
Gu Rong turned the pen over and used the other end to lift Lu Yu's chin: "What are you looking at, Lu Yu?"
"Where I'm reacting?"
Something suddenly collapsed.
For a few seconds, Lu Yu's mind went blank.
He didn't even react to what Gu Rong was saying.
When he finally reacted, Lu Yu subconsciously leaned back and supported himself on the carpet with both hands, trying to get up.
However, the next second, Gu Rong grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back suddenly.
When his back fell on the carpet, Gu Rong also sat on him.
"Why are you running? The teaching isn't over yet."
The nightgown fell even more loosely.
Lu Yu was almost dumbfounded, and filled with irritation: "How can we continue to study like this? You are—you go away, Gu Rong! Do you know that you—anyway, anyway, this is the end!"
Gu Rong was almost amused.
He suddenly felt Lu Yu's cuteness again.
"Is this normal? Why are you reacting so strongly?"
Such a rhetorical question and such a tone almost made Lu Yu feel that he was the one who was making a fuss.
Even at this point, Gu Rong's expression was indifferent. If you ignore the way he sat on Lu Yu, it seemed as if he was mocking Lu Yu. Lu Yu should be glad that Gu Rong was sitting on his waist, but he was not glad because anything at this distance, even if it was half-hidden, could be seen more clearly.
"Please help me, Lu Yu."
Gu Rong bent down and leaned close to Lu Yu's ear. At the same time, she reached out and put Lu Yu's hand on her waist: "How about I help you too?"
Lu Yu retorted almost in a state of stress: "I don't need it—"
Gu Rong slid down lightly, his eyes mocking: "Are you sure?"
"You know how the school often invites nude models when we draw figures? A lot of them are usually older, in their fifties or sixties. They're much more open than you are. They might even fall asleep in their chairs during a class. Unlike you, you act like a chaste man even when you're asked to take off your shirt."
"Are you still a man, Lu Yu?"
Lu Yu was suddenly irritated by this mocking attitude. He grabbed Gu Rong's waist, exerted force on his upper body, and suddenly lifted her up. In a blink of an eye, the position was reversed, and he pressed Gu Rong under him: "Gu Rong, don't go too far! Do you think I really can't resist you?"
Gu Rong said nothing, bent one leg, and raised his knee sharply.
Lu Yu groaned and reached out to stop them. Both of them tried to clamp each other on the carpet.
The red paint was all smeared, and I didn't know whose body it fell on.
Finally, both of Gu Rong's hands were grabbed, and he opened his mouth and bit Lu Yu's collarbone. Then Lu Yu pinched his chin and lifted him up. The other party's powerful big hand clamped his jaw, making him unable to move. He pressed him back onto the carpet while panting, with his waist and abdomen pressed against his waist and abdomen, and his legs pressed against his legs, as if afraid that he would make any more movements.
Feeling something, Gu Rong just snorted and laughed, and stopped resisting.
He stuck out his tongue and licked Lu Yu's knuckles.
Both of their chests were heaving violently.
It seemed as if something in the air was burning, and the heat made people sweat even faster.
With a plop, the sweat from Lu Yu's nose dripped onto the corner of Gu Rong's lips, and was licked away by Gu Rong's tongue.
Gu Rong's sweat beads flowed down his chin into his palm.
At that moment, Lu Yu felt as if something was screaming violently in his mind, constantly pulling at his nerves, making him...
"never mind."
Suddenly, it felt like being pulled hard.
Lu Yu's chest was so heaving that it hurt.
Gu Rong seemed to admit defeat and relaxed his body: "Since you don't want to, I can do it myself, just let me go."
Come by yourself?
How do I come here by myself?
At this time, Lu Yu's brain seemed to have turned into paste, in a mess. He could only subconsciously think and imagine along the lines of this sentence, and then his palm pinched Gu Rong even tighter, causing more pain.
Gu Rong hissed and twisted subconsciously.
This seemed to burn Lu Yu.
Lu Yu finally came to his senses.
Realizing the current situation of the two, especially his...his face changed.
Gu Rong raised her foot and stepped on Lu Yu's chest: "It's just a normal physiological reaction. I just happen to like your body."
"You know, after all, men's bodies can't stand teasing."
"But for someone like you who is so clingy and pretentious, you might need some time to mentally prepare yourself."
Gu Rong ground her toes and said, "Forget it this time. Can you be more decisive next time? I won't treat you unfairly. You can decide how much to pay each time. We are both men, and you can't afford to lose. Besides, maybe you even got the upper hand. I don't mind, so why should you mind? So remember this time, you owe me."
Lu Yu was very skeptical whether what Gu Rong said was human language.
But Gu Rong had already retracted his foot and stood up from under him.
It seemed like this whole ordeal had made him lose interest in anything else. He straightened his robe and said he was going to take a shower. Today's teaching would be over for now, so he asked Lu Yu to go back first.
"Lu Yu, you know, before my graduation project is finished, we may have countless moments like today. Later on, I will even add a mirror so that I can complete the teaching demonstration behind the scenes. And I want an anatomical diagram of your entire left half of your body. You don't think you can always just take off your shirt like today, do you?"
"Don't be ridiculous. When you promised me, didn't you ever think about what the nude models for art students would look like?"
After saying that, Gu Rong chuckled, turned around and walked from the studio into his bedroom.
The door was closed.
Lu Yu entered the bathroom and turned on the shower.
When the water splashed down, the water flowed down, and he also looked down. After a while, he cursed in a low voice.
The water temperature adjustment changed from red to blue.
The restless fire in the body was finally extinguished.
But another kind of anger lingered.
Thinking of those words, Lu Yu gritted his teeth in hatred.
I have never experienced such a huge emotional upheaval in my life.
Is he abnormal, or is Gu Rong too accustomed to it? !
The other side.
Gu Rong was also unable to calm down, because when 01 asked him what had just happened, he was so scared that he jumped around and said that he had just been locked in a small dark room.
[...Even at this level, he's still being locked up in a dark room?]
Gu Rong paused, then asked, "Is this your first time being imprisoned?"
[Yeah, yeah, that’s right, I was so scared! ]
01 After a forward roll and a backward roll, he finally recovered somewhat: [But it was only for a short while. This is the first time I've heard of this kind of mechanism.]
Gu Rong said "oh" calmly.
[But host, didn't you almost expose your own physical problems?!]
【don’t worry. 】
Gu Rong smiled and comforted 01: [I know what I'm doing, and it won't be good for me to reveal it now.]
01: [Oh...ah?]
"Ah, I mean, exposing the problem now and giving it to the male protagonist wouldn't maximize its value. The impact on me would be limited, so I won't expose it easily."
01Reassured.
Gu Rong coaxed the silly and sweet girl, and then came out of the bathroom to send a message to Lu Yu.
[WeChat transfer 20,000 yuan]
Lu Yu came out and saw the transfer. Without even drying his hair, he replied directly: [What do you mean? ]
【Evil Silver Gradient: Is that not enough? 】
[Whimsel: No need.]
[Evil Silver Gradient: It's okay, take it. Although respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue, you are much more valuable to me than uncles and aunts.]
It took Lu Yu a while to realize that "uncle and aunt" referred to the models hired by the art studio. He was immediately furious. All his cultivation over the past decade would be wasted on Gu Rong. He had become Gu Rong's model without knowing why, which was fine. But if he really took the money, what on earth would that mean?!
[Evil Silver Gradient: Or do you think I gave you too little? But you didn't help me.]
Lu Yu was so angry that he didn't want to look at it anymore, but after thinking about it, he reached out and clicked the receive button, and then transferred the money back intact.
[The punching bag: You're much more flexible with me than the cadaver teacher.]
[The punching bag: Just in time to help me review the knowledge points. ]
After accepting the money on impulse and transferring it back, Lu Yu realized that if Gu Rong didn't accept it, wouldn't the money have to be returned to him intact?
Just as I thought of this, the page in front of me refreshed suddenly——
[Transfer Received]
[Evil Silver Gradient: You're welcome, it's mutually beneficial. Thanks for the compliment.]
Lu Yu: “…”
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