When Ling Jianwei walked into the coffee shop, Zhao Yu was sitting in the bar holding a sketchboard and carefully drawing something
There were very few customers in the store in the morning. Several times he came, and he saw her as quiet as she was. She was either reading a book or studying coffee. Sometimes he even felt that he was back to the afternoon when he first met her.
She didn't notice him, so he didn't disturb him, and was about to sit quietly aside.
When he approached the bar, he was a little curious about what she was doing, so he turned his head and took a look.
This glance made the originally faint smile on his face disappear.
She is drawing sketches for Xue Zhan
The drawing was so carefully and so focused that the facial contour could be vivid without reference, which means that the man's appearance had already been deeply engraved into her heart.
At this moment, Ling Jianwei was sure that he was jealous and extremely jealous.
Brother Ling, you are here. The young barista came in from the backyard and greeted Ling Jianwei warmly.
Zhao Yu looked up at him after hearing this: Don’t you have to go to work?
Have nothing to do for now, come out and have a walk
Then wait for me, I will be fine soon. After saying this lightly, she lowered her head and started painting seriously, looking like she turned a blind eye to the things outside the window.
She didn't realize that he was in a bad mood, she only had the painting of Xue Zhan in her eyes
Thinking of this, his mood inevitably became a little depressed again, but when he thought about it, he was always pestering her, why should people care about his mood?
Smiling self-deprecatingly, Ling Jianwei turned around, went to the seat by the window where he often went, and continued to look at her quietly
Added the last stroke, Zhao Yu took off the drawing paper and looked at it from a different angle several times, but still felt unsatisfied
She learned art halfway through, and she was a quick success, and her level was really not as good as a real art student, but Xue Zhan insisted on her painting for him, and she had no choice but to do so.
Thinking of the scene where he pressed her on the bed twice that night, panting in her ear asking her for a birthday present, she couldn't help but feel funny.
Such a mature and steady man would have such a stingy time. Not only did he remember that she had sketched Xue Zi'ang and sent clothes, but he also seriously made excuses to ask her for the same thing.
Jealous of his nephew, he talked about Xue Zi'ang's tone when he carefully framed the sketch she drew and hung it in the office.
Her eyes just happened to collide with Ling Jianwei, and she noticed that his face was not very good-looking. She curled her smile and walked to the opposite side of him and sat down: What's wrong? The work is not going well?
Ling Jianwei shook his head
He didn't want to say it, so she didn't force it. She paused and stood up again, preparing to make a cup of coffee in person to comfort him, but he hurriedly called her: Xixi
Zhao Yu turned around: What?
He said: I can draw, too
Of course Zhao Yu knew that he was studying design and art was a basic skill. But after hearing what he said, she realized that he probably saw her painting Xue Zhan just now.
He looked at her steadily, as if he had made up some decision, and slowly got up from his seat: I'll take you to a place while you're not busy now.
What he took her to was his villa in the suburbs
The three-story European design is luxurious and elegant, but it looks like it is not very hot and humid, he lives with his family most of the time and should not come here often.
Every time I returned to China, I would come here to stay for a few days, while introducing her to her, and leading her to the second floor. This is my study, and even my elder brother has never been here.
He pushed open the door and Zhao Yu followed him in. At first glance, nothing special. She was stunned for a moment until she walked to the easel by the window.
On the easel is her sketch, drawing her current appearance, which should have been completed in the past two days.
There were thick painting paper piled beside the easel. The short pile was brand new, and the tall pile was made of good paintings. She slowly spread out, without exception, all of them were painted.
In addition to sketches, there are also watercolor paintings. He usually paints jewelry, but when he draws characters, he is so vivid and realistic.
Moreover, those paintings not only look like she is now, but also look like she is many years ago
Looking at the various portraits, Zhao Yu felt a sourness suddenly surge in his heart: You... these years...
He lowered his head and smiled, feeling a little uncomfortable, but after a few seconds of silence, he still looked her in the eyes: Well, this is how I have been through all these years, thinking about you every day
Zhao Yu was also uncomfortable with him, so he could only turn around and visit his study, but when she saw the things in the transparent gift box on the cabinet, she was stunned again.
That was the birthday gift she gave him while she was jokingly doing that. A square ceramic gift box was still a missing piece of product.
She just made a joke with him so inadvertently, but he carefully preserved it until now and even designed a necklace for it, a necklace that will not transfer the patent rights to anyone.
Seeing her see the treasure he had treasured for many years, he was actually embarrassed. After all, he was so humble, as if he didn't even have any self-esteem left.
But I have already mustered up such great courage to bring her here, so what else can I be shy about?
So he tentatively grabbed her shoulder slowly, approached her little by little, lowered his head and kissed her carefully
This should be the first time he took the initiative. After all, even the sex between her was dominated by her before.
At this moment, she did not push him away. Instead, she opened her mouth obediently to meet his invasion
He thought humbly in his heart that even if he was just moved by him, at least, she would not reject him.
The tip of her tongue wrapped around her tongue and moved carefully, and her lips rubbed gently against her lips. The movements in her mouth were slow and gentle, for fear of hurting her, and for fear of causing her disgust.
But in the end, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped around his neck, hooked his tongue to lead him into more intense and enthusiastic movements
Whether she is because of love or desire, this is enough to make him happy
When he was almost breathless when he kissed himself, he reluctantly let go of her lips and continued to hug her shoulders and looked at her close up, breathing slightly: I really miss you all these years, and I can't forget every day. Every night abroad, I have to look at your photos to fall asleep. Sometimes I really want to see you too much, and I don't know where you are, so I can only draw your portraits desperately, just like you are drawing for Xue Zhan. If you don't have to see you, your mind is full of you.
He can't speak love words. His sister-in-law has taught him a lot before, but he can't learn it and dare not say it to her.
Now that I really spoke, I felt it was not that difficult. No matter whether it was stingy or pleasant, I would say whatever I thought in my heart.
Zhao Yu looked at him quietly for a long time and asked: Are you excited to see me painting for Xue Zhan? Are you unhappy?
He wanted to nod honestly and wanted to say yes to her with grievance, but he was full of self-deprecating and couldn't speak
From beginning to end, he was willing to pester her. If she could acquiesce to him to accompany her, he should be content. How could he be qualified to have so many ambitions?
However, he was indeed unwilling to give up. Since other men could have a place in her heart, why can't he?
Seeing him write both the words "wronged" on his face, Zhao Yu couldn't help but laugh softly: Then I'll draw one for you, okay?
He nodded quickly, but felt that he was still breathing
Zhao Yu said: But you seem to be quite busy lately and don’t have time to be a model for me. How can I draw for you?
Now he knew where the breath he was blocking came from
He raised his lips and smiled bitterly, and said: Then I'll find a way to take time out
Anyway, it's just a sketch, it won't take much time, even if she draws it for him right now
But he is different from Xue Zhan after all. He is like a clown who begs for gifts when he sees people having a meal.
Of course, all his emotions could not escape Zhao Yu's eyes were a little funny and a little sad.
She touched him again and kissed him on his lips, and she couldn't help but sigh: I'll tease you, you can draw without looking at you
He stared at her blankly
She said: You are all in my mind and in my heart.
At this moment, he felt that not only she was in his mind, but also fireworks were blooming.
There were very few customers in the store in the morning. Several times he came, and he saw her as quiet as she was. She was either reading a book or studying coffee. Sometimes he even felt that he was back to the afternoon when he first met her.
She didn't notice him, so he didn't disturb him, and was about to sit quietly aside.
When he approached the bar, he was a little curious about what she was doing, so he turned his head and took a look.
This glance made the originally faint smile on his face disappear.
She is drawing sketches for Xue Zhan
The drawing was so carefully and so focused that the facial contour could be vivid without reference, which means that the man's appearance had already been deeply engraved into her heart.
At this moment, Ling Jianwei was sure that he was jealous and extremely jealous.
Brother Ling, you are here. The young barista came in from the backyard and greeted Ling Jianwei warmly.
Zhao Yu looked up at him after hearing this: Don’t you have to go to work?
Have nothing to do for now, come out and have a walk
Then wait for me, I will be fine soon. After saying this lightly, she lowered her head and started painting seriously, looking like she turned a blind eye to the things outside the window.
She didn't realize that he was in a bad mood, she only had the painting of Xue Zhan in her eyes
Thinking of this, his mood inevitably became a little depressed again, but when he thought about it, he was always pestering her, why should people care about his mood?
Smiling self-deprecatingly, Ling Jianwei turned around, went to the seat by the window where he often went, and continued to look at her quietly
Added the last stroke, Zhao Yu took off the drawing paper and looked at it from a different angle several times, but still felt unsatisfied
She learned art halfway through, and she was a quick success, and her level was really not as good as a real art student, but Xue Zhan insisted on her painting for him, and she had no choice but to do so.
Thinking of the scene where he pressed her on the bed twice that night, panting in her ear asking her for a birthday present, she couldn't help but feel funny.
Such a mature and steady man would have such a stingy time. Not only did he remember that she had sketched Xue Zi'ang and sent clothes, but he also seriously made excuses to ask her for the same thing.
Jealous of his nephew, he talked about Xue Zi'ang's tone when he carefully framed the sketch she drew and hung it in the office.
Her eyes just happened to collide with Ling Jianwei, and she noticed that his face was not very good-looking. She curled her smile and walked to the opposite side of him and sat down: What's wrong? The work is not going well?
Ling Jianwei shook his head
He didn't want to say it, so she didn't force it. She paused and stood up again, preparing to make a cup of coffee in person to comfort him, but he hurriedly called her: Xixi
Zhao Yu turned around: What?
He said: I can draw, too
Of course Zhao Yu knew that he was studying design and art was a basic skill. But after hearing what he said, she realized that he probably saw her painting Xue Zhan just now.
He looked at her steadily, as if he had made up some decision, and slowly got up from his seat: I'll take you to a place while you're not busy now.
What he took her to was his villa in the suburbs
The three-story European design is luxurious and elegant, but it looks like it is not very hot and humid, he lives with his family most of the time and should not come here often.
Every time I returned to China, I would come here to stay for a few days, while introducing her to her, and leading her to the second floor. This is my study, and even my elder brother has never been here.
He pushed open the door and Zhao Yu followed him in. At first glance, nothing special. She was stunned for a moment until she walked to the easel by the window.
On the easel is her sketch, drawing her current appearance, which should have been completed in the past two days.
There were thick painting paper piled beside the easel. The short pile was brand new, and the tall pile was made of good paintings. She slowly spread out, without exception, all of them were painted.
In addition to sketches, there are also watercolor paintings. He usually paints jewelry, but when he draws characters, he is so vivid and realistic.
Moreover, those paintings not only look like she is now, but also look like she is many years ago
Looking at the various portraits, Zhao Yu felt a sourness suddenly surge in his heart: You... these years...
He lowered his head and smiled, feeling a little uncomfortable, but after a few seconds of silence, he still looked her in the eyes: Well, this is how I have been through all these years, thinking about you every day
Zhao Yu was also uncomfortable with him, so he could only turn around and visit his study, but when she saw the things in the transparent gift box on the cabinet, she was stunned again.
That was the birthday gift she gave him while she was jokingly doing that. A square ceramic gift box was still a missing piece of product.
She just made a joke with him so inadvertently, but he carefully preserved it until now and even designed a necklace for it, a necklace that will not transfer the patent rights to anyone.
Seeing her see the treasure he had treasured for many years, he was actually embarrassed. After all, he was so humble, as if he didn't even have any self-esteem left.
But I have already mustered up such great courage to bring her here, so what else can I be shy about?
So he tentatively grabbed her shoulder slowly, approached her little by little, lowered his head and kissed her carefully
This should be the first time he took the initiative. After all, even the sex between her was dominated by her before.
At this moment, she did not push him away. Instead, she opened her mouth obediently to meet his invasion
He thought humbly in his heart that even if he was just moved by him, at least, she would not reject him.
The tip of her tongue wrapped around her tongue and moved carefully, and her lips rubbed gently against her lips. The movements in her mouth were slow and gentle, for fear of hurting her, and for fear of causing her disgust.
But in the end, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped around his neck, hooked his tongue to lead him into more intense and enthusiastic movements
Whether she is because of love or desire, this is enough to make him happy
When he was almost breathless when he kissed himself, he reluctantly let go of her lips and continued to hug her shoulders and looked at her close up, breathing slightly: I really miss you all these years, and I can't forget every day. Every night abroad, I have to look at your photos to fall asleep. Sometimes I really want to see you too much, and I don't know where you are, so I can only draw your portraits desperately, just like you are drawing for Xue Zhan. If you don't have to see you, your mind is full of you.
He can't speak love words. His sister-in-law has taught him a lot before, but he can't learn it and dare not say it to her.
Now that I really spoke, I felt it was not that difficult. No matter whether it was stingy or pleasant, I would say whatever I thought in my heart.
Zhao Yu looked at him quietly for a long time and asked: Are you excited to see me painting for Xue Zhan? Are you unhappy?
He wanted to nod honestly and wanted to say yes to her with grievance, but he was full of self-deprecating and couldn't speak
From beginning to end, he was willing to pester her. If she could acquiesce to him to accompany her, he should be content. How could he be qualified to have so many ambitions?
However, he was indeed unwilling to give up. Since other men could have a place in her heart, why can't he?
Seeing him write both the words "wronged" on his face, Zhao Yu couldn't help but laugh softly: Then I'll draw one for you, okay?
He nodded quickly, but felt that he was still breathing
Zhao Yu said: But you seem to be quite busy lately and don’t have time to be a model for me. How can I draw for you?
Now he knew where the breath he was blocking came from
He raised his lips and smiled bitterly, and said: Then I'll find a way to take time out
Anyway, it's just a sketch, it won't take much time, even if she draws it for him right now
But he is different from Xue Zhan after all. He is like a clown who begs for gifts when he sees people having a meal.
Of course, all his emotions could not escape Zhao Yu's eyes were a little funny and a little sad.
She touched him again and kissed him on his lips, and she couldn't help but sigh: I'll tease you, you can draw without looking at you
He stared at her blankly
She said: You are all in my mind and in my heart.
At this moment, he felt that not only she was in his mind, but also fireworks were blooming.
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