newbobooks Chapter 215 Portrait
Chapter 215 Portrait
Chapter 215 Portrait
"Why, you see me several times, but I see you once, can't you?"
Caring slightly annoyed, but blushing.
"But, I was treating diseases, this...he is different!"
"I don't care, I want to paint anyway!"
The caring tone actually had a hint of coquettishness, and Chen Xin couldn't bear to refuse her persistent appearance, so she had no choice but to say: "Then wait a moment, I'll close the courtyard door to death."
There is a small door between the front yard and the back yard. Chen Xin didn't close it when he came in. If someone broke in suddenly, he would be ashamed!
Chen Xin closed the door tightly in the past, and screwed it to a fixed position, making sure no one could come in, and then went back again: "Do you really want to take it off?"
"What do you say?"
Concerned about asking questions.
Helpless, Chen Xin had no choice but to take off her clothes slowly. Fortunately, it was summer, so she didn't have much clothes, just a T-shirt and summer pants.
When Chen Xin took off his t-shirt and half of his pants, Guan Guan suddenly screamed and covered his face: "Ah! Chen Xin, what are you doing?"
Chen Xin was startled: "Didn't you tell me to take it off?"
Concerned about the shy face with red ears, "I asked you to take off your shirt to draw your abs, why did you take it all off?"
"Uh...why didn't you say it earlier!"
Chen Xin was sweating profusely, and hurriedly pulled up her pants again, and then asked awkwardly, "Is that okay?"
"Well!"
Caring responded subconsciously, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Xin. His not muscular but well-defined muscles, and his glistening skin made Caring's heart skip a beat, and he didn't wake up until Chen Xin asked again. , some incoherently said:
"I, I was thinking about which angle to draw from!"
"Then have you found it? If you find it, draw it quickly."
Chen Xin urged.
It was the first time to be a model for a woman, Chen Xin felt weird, and wanted to finish the job sooner.
"Ah."
Caring came back to his senses, hummed, adjusted the frame, picked up the brush, and began to draw seriously.
It is beautiful when you care about painting, with a meticulous demeanor, focused and persistent eyes, and the charm of spring water flowing in the beautiful eyes.
Gradually, Chen Xin became a little obsessed with watching. She stared at Caring without blinking, and Caring was also looking back at him. Their eyes met, sparks and lightning burst out immediately.
I don't know how long it took, Guan Guan finally put down his paintbrush, stretched his waist, and showed his beautiful waist.
"The painting is finished, how do you see it?"
While wearing a T-shirt, Chen Xin turned her head to take a look, and was immediately stunned.
In the picture, Chen Xin had a slight smile on his lips, a little disrespectful, a little joking, but more confident.
His eyes are particularly expressive, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows seem to be able to speak. This finishing touch, which vividly shows Chen Xin's expression, can be called a magic touch.
"I'll go! Concern, your painting is so good, this is definitely a master painting, this should be publicized on the Internet, it must be an Internet celebrity!"
Chen Xin praised without hesitation.
"I don't want to be an internet celebrity!"
Caring shyly said: "I just need to draw quietly."
"Then what if you draw more and more?"
Chen Xin asked.
"Treasure the good ones, tear up the bad ones!"
Caring said, admired the picture frame for a while, and smiled with satisfaction: "Finally, I have a proud work! Chen Xin, please put it away for me. I want to ask someone to frame it and hang it in my bedroom. Then I can see you every day...I mean, I can look at this painting every day!"
There was a seductive blush on Caring's face, and the amorous feelings at that moment were extremely beautiful.
"Caring, you are so beautiful!"
Chen Xin blurted out.
"really?"
There was a hint of joy and shyness in Caring's eyes.
"Really, uh, I mean..."
Chen Xin had an idea and said: "You can draw yourself, and then you will find how beautiful you are!"
"Drawing myself... how to draw?"
asked with concern.
Chen Xin looked around and said, "You can put a big mirror next to the picture frame, and then you can draw in front of the mirror while looking at it, so that a picture of a beautiful beauty will come out after drawing."
"It seems to be possible... Hey, did you come up with this trick because you didn't want to be a model for me?"
Staring at Chen Xin with caring and thoughtful eyes, as if wanting to see his heart, Chen Xin hastily explained: "No...the main reason is that you are good-looking, really, don't you know how beautiful you are? "
Concerned and somewhat resentful, he said: "What's the use of beauty? It's because no one sees it."
"Aren't I watching?"
Chen Xin laughed.
"Then can you keep watching?"
Caring suddenly mustered up the courage to ask.
"Yes, you will never tire of seeing it!"
Chen Xin laughed.
After a bit of concern, he changed the subject and said, "I'm hungry, please invite me out for dinner."
At this moment, Zhang Yang shouted anxiously outside: "Chen Xin, cousin, it's broad daylight, why are you so strict on the door?"
The two blushed, and hurried over to open the door, only to see Zhang Yang and a 30-year-old man standing at the door.
The man's hair was a little messy, and there was a stubble that had just grown out on his chin, which made him look a little rough, but this couldn't conceal his handsomeness at all, and instead gave him a bit of mature masculinity.
The two came in and saw that Chen Xin's expression was a little unnatural, and his face was full of concern and shyness. The man's deep eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he looked at Chen Xin with some hostility: "It's you!"
Chen Xin asked in surprise, "You know me?"
The man said disdainfully: "I don't know you, but I've seen Caring make a painting, and it's you. Caring found a good model!"
The corner of Chen Xin's mouth twitched, and now she's labeled as a model!
At this time, Zhang Yang said with some exaggeration: "Chen Xin, you can do it. You dare to take advantage of my cousin in broad daylight. See if I don't sue you to grandpa!"
Caring blushed and said, "Zhang Yang, don't talk nonsense, we didn't do anything!"
"Why are you blushing when you didn't do anything? You even locked the door inward. Isn't this place without 300 taels of silver?"
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, but covered his mouth and snickered quietly after speaking, quite gloating.
The man's face sank when he heard it: "I care, why is he in there, what are you doing?"
Caring blushed slightly, and said, "Didn't you say that he is a model? Of course we are painting, so we closed the door for fear of being disturbed. Is there a problem?"
The man turned his head and looked at the place where he was concerned about the painting. Before the painting could be put away, the man saw the portrait, and his face became very exciting. He was envious and jealous, unable to express his expression.
After hesitating for a while, the man squeezed out a dry smile: "So it's painting, can I appreciate it?"
Zhang Yang winked at the side and said: "Yes, cousin, Mr. Yu Dechun is a famous painter from the provincial capital. If he gives you some advice, your painting skills will definitely improve rapidly!"
Yu Dechun took the opportunity to say: "Yes, I have some experience in painting, and I can share it with you."
Caring said with some displeasure: "No need, I'm just idle and bored, and I only take painting as my sustenance, there's no need to listen to others."
"Haha, it's good to be concerned. Since it's purely for entertainment, there's no need to be so serious, so I won't talk too much!"
Yu Dechun laughed to hide his embarrassment, and then pretended to be fine and said: "But I didn't come here empty-handed today, you see, I happened to come across a painting these days, it was a picture of a lady, I bought it for 580 million, take a look."
As he spoke, he took out a scroll from behind.
(End of this chapter)