Wen Yu's lips were always curled up as she slowly moved the brush back and forth.
Suddenly, the brush tilted and painted on his lower abdomen, which made Lin Yuzhi, who was caught off guard, tremble all over.
Wen Yu covered her mouth in a pretentious manner: "Oh, I said I can't control the pen well. I drew too much. Is it okay?"
As she spoke, she actually directly described the outline of Lin Yuzhi's abdominal muscles, and asked in confusion: "Isn't this the best place to practice horizontal and vertical lines? Teacher Lin, you were not honest just now."
Lin Yuzhi held onto his hand, his forehead twitching: "Princess... this is not okay..."
Wen Yu's pen tip brushed across his lower abdomen, and she asked knowingly, "Why not?"
Lin Yuzhi looked at Wen Yu, a thin layer of sweat already covering his forehead.
"Princess……"
Wen Yu lowered her eyes, then suddenly realized something and teased, "Teacher Lin, what's wrong with you? Why do you have a big lump? Are you sick? Do you want to call a doctor?"
Lin Yuzhi: ...
Lin Yuzhi turned his eyes away, not daring to look at Wen Yu.
Wen Yu sat on his lap, pinched his chin, and turned his face back: "I have learned the straight line, what should I learn next? Teacher Lin is not going to stop teaching halfway, right?"
"Of course not. If I were to go beyond the rules, would Princess still be willing to learn?"
"This princess is not a person who gives up halfway."
Lin Yuzhi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he held Wen Yu's hand again. Unlike the previous hot feeling, it was now warm with a hint of sweat.
He dipped back into the drink.
"Next, we need to practice curves... Draw circles with smooth, natural lines, flexible wrist movements, and use the center of the pen to keep the lines round and elastic."
"Princess, you can start with a small circle and then gradually make it bigger..."
Seeing that Lin Yuzhi was about to put the tip of the pen in the middle of his chest again, Wen Yu said with some dissatisfaction: "Teacher Lin, that's not right, there are obviously more appropriate places to draw small circles, don't you think?"
Lin Yuzhi paused. How could he not understand what Wen Yu meant?
He lowered his eyes, stared at the tip of the pen, then slowly moved it toward the left side of his chest. The tip of the pen hovered above, paused for a moment, and then slowly fell down.
The cold touch and Wen Yu's gaze made Lin Yuzhi close his eyes. When he opened them again, a hint of aggression flashed in his eyes, but was then suppressed.
His voice became hoarse and low: "Princess...you can draw now..."
But Wen Yu refused to paint properly and just kept smearing and pressing the small dots with the tip of her pen.
"Oh, this little circle is hard to draw. I accidentally drew it into a dot. I didn't do that on purpose, Teacher Lin, am I right?"
"Yeah...right..."
"Teacher Lin, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are veins popping out on your neck? And the back of your hand too...are you feeling pain somewhere?"
As Wen Yu spoke, the tip of the pen moved across his neck and the back of his hand, leaving transparent wine stains.
"No……"
"Teacher Lin, you look so sexy like this... Are you like this when you are a teacher to others?"
Lin Yuzhi panted slightly, and his fingertips caressed the back of Wen Yu's hand, but he didn't dare to hold it like before, "I have never been a teacher to others."
"You are lying." Wen Yu said.
"I will never lie to the princess. Every word I say is from the bottom of my heart."
"You can't, or you don't dare?"
"No, I will never deceive the princess."
Wen Yu did not respond. She lowered her eyes and held the brush, painting Lin Yuzhi in a mess. Her whole body was trembling. The rich aroma of wine wafted into her nose, refreshing her heart.
"Princess……"
Lin Yuzhi's chest was heaving, his breathing was almost uncontrollable, and his eyes had begun to lose focus under Wen Yu's pen, but his gaze was still fixed on her cheek, firm and serious.
Wen Yu smiled and moved a little closer. She held one of his cheeks with her hand and placed the wet tip of the pen on Lin Yuzhi's slightly parted lips.
"Teacher Lin, your breathing sounds so good, open your mouth..."
Lin Yuzhi couldn't help but tilt his head and rub Wen Yu's palm, gently pursed the tip of the pen, then stared at Wen Yu and licked it with the tip of his tongue.
Wen Yu: ...
"Lin Yuzhi, did you learn this from the storybook?"
Lin Yuzhi: ...
The change of address from "Teacher Lin" to "Lin Yuzhi" made his heart suddenly tighten.
Was he seducing too much?
The princess might not like this...
He is too reckless. He should take things step by step...
Just when he was feeling anxious, Wen Yu touched his brow with her fingertips: "Why are you frowning?"
"I am afraid that the princess will dislike me."
Wen Yu smiled upon hearing this and gently patted Lin Yuzhi's cheek: "You are the Prime Minister, and you are willing to seduce me, why should I despise you? Isn't it funny to see you like this?"
Lin Yuzhi felt relieved when he heard this. This skin was indeed a sharp weapon, but he felt inexplicably lost, but it soon disappeared.
The means are not important, what is important is the purpose.
Wen Yu didn't have enough fun and went even further.
Only when Lin Yuzhi's breathing became disordered, his eyes turned red, and he couldn't help revealing a rare hint of danger did she slowly put down her pen.
"Teacher Lin's teaching is really good."
As she spoke, she took away Lin Yuzhi's arm that had been around her waist, stood up and left.
Before opening the door, Wen Yu looked back at Lin Yuzhi.
He leaned back in the armchair, quietly looking at Wen Yu's back, no longer his usual cold and aloof look.
Perhaps this is the joy of pulling the cold moon in the sky down to the mortal world and ruthlessly ravaging it.
Wen Yu smiled: "Don't teach others~"
"Oh, by the way, the lump won't go down. You might be sick. You'd better see a doctor. After all, I didn't do anything."
After saying that, he curled his lips and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Lin Yuzhi closed his eyes, pursed his lips into a straight line, and waited quietly for his body to calm down.
At this moment, he had already forgotten the reason why Wen Yu came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the name of the painting had been thrown out of his mind.
Wen Yu did not take the copied painting away either.
“I won’t teach others, Princess…” Lin Yuzhi murmured in a low voice.
After an unknown amount of time, he closed his shirt and returned to his cold and indifferent expression.
Lin Yuzhi took the painting, put it in a box, sealed it, and walked out of the studio, "Come here, send this painting to the princess's mansion."
As soon as Wen Yu returned to the princess's mansion, she saw Ning Xuanyan with a sour face.
He looked Wen Yu up and down, as if catching her having an affair, and snorted coldly, "Where have you been? Why did you take so long to come back?"
Wen Yu blinked: "Long time?"
Ning Xuanyan glanced at him and said, "Soon? I've already returned from the palace. The sky is getting dark, the sea is drying up, the rocks are rotting, and the noble and philandering Princess Duanyang is becoming devoted. What about you? What are you doing with Lin Yuzhi?"
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