Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Around six o'clock in the afternoon.

After Shen Lu finished drawing the last figure, he packed his things contentedly.

This afternoon, Shen Lu has not rested, and has drawn almost five sketches, five colors, and several sketches.

Shen Boxing prepared a complete set of things for her, including some watercolor paints, paper and pens. Shen Lu painted a lot of these scatteredly last year, so it gradually became smoother to use.

At the end of the painting, she didn't even need a large scale, and could paint a portrait with watercolor paint in half an hour.

Shen Boxing watched her draw all afternoon, except for bringing her juice and food, he never disturbed her.

Shen Lu stretched, feeling exhausted all day today.

With more than 500 yuan in his pocket, Shen Lu excitedly waved at Shen Boxing.

Shen Boxing made a phone call to ask people to put away all these things, and watched Shen Lu running towards him excitedly holding the unsold portrait of Shen Yunshen.

"Uncle! I invite you to dinner!"

Her eyes are bright, and her fingers are inevitably stained with a lot of color when drawing, and they spread between the fingerprints.

"Keep it for yourself." Shen Boxing rubbed her head, kissed her on the forehead, looked down at her, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Shen Lu nodded, "Hungry!"

He smiled, pinched the back of her neck, "Go home."

Shen Lu and Shen Boxing got into the car together, instead of being idle, she took out her mobile phone and took pictures outside.

"What are you doing?" Shen Boxing watched her movements and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I plan to draw a new painting for Master that fits the theme of Master's art exhibition." Shen Lu did not hide anything, and said directly, "What Master told me before is correct."

"I'm not as sharp as other people, and I don't have confidence in my paintings. After seeing so many people who are all painters, I shrink back." Shen Lu looked at the photos he took, and then looked up. He looked at Shen Boxing.

His dark, amber-like eyes stared at him without blinking, "Fame and fortune are not important to me, what is important to me is my work."

Shen Lu clenched his fists and straightened his back, "My paintings are the most sculpted!"

Shen Boxing:?

Who taught her to swear?

Shen Lu was still talking about his thoughts to Shen Boxing, "So I plan to draw a new painting and send it to Master."

This time, what she painted was no longer a bud, but a whole spring!Breaking out of the cocoon, the spring that spreads all over the eyes!

"Hmm..." Shen Boxing pinched her fingers and said, "Let me hear you swearing next time, and you will be finished."

Shen Lu's originally majestic and high-spirited mood suddenly froze, and he was a little dumbfounded looking at Shen Boxing.

"What, what?" Shen Lu didn't react for a while.

At this time, shouldn't my uncle be concerned about whether she can succeed?

Why is it a little different from what she thought.

"Who taught you to say the most dick?" Shen Boxing pressed on her palm.

Shen Lu: ...

She looked away as if wandering away, and said haha, "No, there is no one... When I think of it, I will say it."

Shen Lu didn't dare to say more about this matter, so he grabbed Shen Boxing's hand and said, "Thank you, uncle!"

Listening to her language which obviously changed the subject, Shen Boxing didn't say a word, and looked at her with Danfeng eyes.

Originally, it was just to prevent Shen Boxing from paying attention to those irrelevant things, but when Shen Lu was thinking about what to say, he felt a sense of gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

Putting his palm on his shoulder, Shen Lu raised his head and kissed his lips, and said softly, "Thank you this afternoon."

"You just remembered to thank me now?"

Shen Boxing held down her receding body, and gently rubbed her waist with his big palm.

Shen Lu blinked, and finally nestled in his arms obediently, rubbing his face on his chest lightly, "After I know your intentions, uncle, I want to thank you."

She really didn't think that the meaning of her uncle taking her to Rongding district was to let her exercise herself.

I didn't expect that she just said something casually to my uncle, and my uncle remembered it in his heart, and prepared so much for her.

Shen Lu thought about the things Shen Bo made for her, her heart was like being stuffed with cotton candy, soft and sweet.

She said sincerely, "Shen Boxing is really the best person in the world!"

Shen Boxing's heart froze, his thin lips turned up, and an uncontrollable sense of joy lingered on his handsome face. He lowered his head, stroked his nose on her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Call again?"

"what?"

"my name."

"..." Shen Lu died down.

"Shen Lu, hurry up." Shen Boxing urged her, "Call me by my name."

Shen Lu's eyelashes trembled, "Is it not very good?"

Shen Boxing is her uncle.

"I'm your boyfriend." Shen Boxing hugged her tightly, "Your future husband, do you know?"

Shen Lu's face turned red instantly, his almond eyes widened, shocked by Shen Boxing's brazen words.

"Speak." Shen Boxing pinched her face.

Shen Lu rolled his eyes, but he didn't know what he thought of, and said, "Then...it's not impossible."

Shen Boxing slightly raised his eyebrows.

Shen Lu bent his eyes and smiled, put his arms around his neck, blushed and whispered in his ear, "Shen Boxing is my boyfriend, and also..."

She paused for a second because of shame, and trembled slightly because of Shen Boxing's sudden tightening force.

Those two words lingered in Shen Lu's mouth for a long time before spitting out from Tan's mouth weakly, "It's also my future...husband."

She suppressed her embarrassment, her feather-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she turned her head to look at him, "Do you think so?"

This girl is getting worse and worse.

A slightly heavy gasp sounded suddenly when she said those two words.

Shen Boxing held her slender waist tightly, as if trying to break it.

"Shen Lu, are you courting death?" His voice was low and hoarse, the emotion in his eyes was dangerous and extremely aggressive.

Shen Lu met his eyes, and suddenly remembered what he said to Xu Baibai at noon today.

When the hero and heroine tweet, they will want to eat the heroine.

For some reason, Shen Lu also felt this idea.

He obviously didn't kiss her, but the uncle's gaze seemed to want to swallow her alive...

She swallowed her saliva, trying to hold back her shrinking emotions, "No, I don't want to..."

The rough fingertips landed on her face, and her smooth cheeks looked like the best suet jade in the world.

His fingers pressed heavily on Shen Lu's lips.

There are not many bright colors in the car, only the sky is not too bright, and the lights of the cars passing by convectively flash past, hitting the two people who are hugging each other tightly.

The tall man hugged the petite girl tightly in his arms, the girl hugged his neck, the man hugged her waist tightly with one hand, while the other hand fell on her face, as if It's like holding her face and kissing her.

The light flashed by, and Shen Lu saw the danger on his face clearly. She shrank her neck and whispered, "Uncle, I'm so tired."

Shen Boxing closed his eyes, pressed his thin lips against her ears, and a deep and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "I'll get back to you again."

Shen Lu's body trembled, his eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't dare to say another word.

The car quickly returned to Junting.

Without checking, Shen Lu slipped out of Shen Boxing's arms, and ran towards the elevator without daring to look back.

Shen Boxing had deep eyes, quietly watching her back.

He was not in a hurry, nor was he angry because of Shen Lu's escape.

After all, he couldn't escape the palm of his hand.

Shen Boxing got off the car and landed on Shen Lu and returned home.

Chef Bu had already received the news that they were coming back for dinner, and had prepared a table of dinner, which was already set up for their return.

When Shen Lu saw the food, he swallowed hopelessly.

She thought about taking two bites first?Uncle shouldn't be so scary that he won't even let her eat, right?

Shen Lu thought so, and went to wash his hands.

The door opened again.

Shen Boxing changed his shoes unhurriedly and walked in.

Shen Lu just finished washing his hands, when he saw Shen Boxing, he subconsciously stepped back.

"What are you running for?" Shen Boxing looked at her and smiled casually, "Go to eat, I won't touch you now."

Shen Lu was even more frightened.

She regrets it a little.

I originally wanted to avenge last week, but I didn't expect to cause a big disaster and plant myself in it!

"Uncle, I was wrong, I won't dare to speak casually next time." Shen Lu said nervously, showing weakness.

"Who said I'm going to punish you?" Shen Boxing had already walked past her, washing his hands regardless of the frightened Shen Lu.

"What are you still doing standing there stupidly?" Shen Boxing took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, "Eat?"

Shen Lu walked over on tiptoe, increasing the distance between Shen Boxing and Shen Boxing.

She quickly finished her meal, and said to Shen Boxing, "I, I'm going to draw!"

Shen Boxing hummed, and ate slowly with the vegetables, while he drank half of the red wine beside him.

I don't know why, but Shen Lu always felt that the current Shen Boxing was evil, so she didn't dare to communicate more, she stood up, and then walked towards the studio.

That back view carried a hint of running away.

She came to the studio intending to draw a picture for Yan Lao, but her mind was full of Shen Bo's appearance when he was driving in the car.

When the brush fell, it became Shen Boxing's eyebrows and eyes.

She draws one stroke after another uncontrollably, and the man who looks more and more elegant appears on the paper, his red phoenix eyes are slightly lowered, and his long eyelashes are lowered, as if all emotions are suppressed, appearing restrained and full of mystery.

Shen Lu's fingers trembled more and more as she drew down, and when the last stroke fell, sweat started to form on her back.

She let out a breath, looked at the man on the drawing paper, her ears were burning hot, and she didn't know what to think of, she picked up the easel, and hid it in the bottom layer of all the paintings, as if no one would find it this way.

After finishing these, Shen Lu calmed down a little, looking at the oil painting materials, he couldn't help but sighed again.

Masculinity misleads others, and she didn't even draw any paintings for Master.

I can only bring the easel to school, and take time to draw at night.

Shen Lu came out of the studio, looked around, but didn't find Shen Boxing, she was relieved, and walked quickly to her room.

Just when she thought today would pass by so easily, she was lying on the bed after taking a shower and was about to go to bed, when the door suddenly rang.

She was startled, and sat up suddenly from the bed. At the end of the bed, the light from the corridor leaked in. The man's shadow fell on the wool carpet and walked in slowly.

"Uncle?" Shen Lu was shocked that Shen Boxing walked in just like that.

Shen Boxing responded casually.

The familiar cold fragrance gradually became stronger from far to near, until the light strip hidden in the dark made the man's figure clear.

Under the dim light, Shen Lu inexplicably felt cramped.

He bent down unhurriedly, bent down and hugged her up.

A look of panic appeared in Shen Lu's eyes, "I, I have to go to class tomorrow, you..."

Before she finished speaking, all her words were silently sealed in her mouth.

"You think I'm joking with you?"

The big palms were running on her back, the fingertips were in contact with the skin, reaching to the shoulder blades on the back, the lips were wrapped around the earlobes, and they were pressed lightly or heavily.

Shen Lu's body trembled.

"Call your husband to listen again?"

It was extremely hot and formed a prairie fire, as if it was going to burn Shen Lu's whole body.

When the wind and rain come, she is like a delicate flower that is suddenly slapped, swaying from side to side when blowing again.

A strange fragrance drifted between Shen Lu's nostrils, and Shen Boxing still forced her, "Good deer, call me husband?"

Her waist arched in an astonishing arc, Shen Lu didn't know what year it was, and grabbed the sheet with bare hands, his knuckles turned white.

There was no light coming in from the tightly closed windows, but she still had a slight flicker when she looked at it.

The unspeakable feeling made Shen Lu unbearable, she endured her shame, and called him, "My husband... woo..."

Shen Lu covered his mouth.

Satisfied, Shen Boxing lay down with her, hugged her in his arms and bowed his head to kiss her lips, as if he wanted her to taste himself.

Shen Lu's eyes were red, and the water mist spread in it, making Shen Boxing's throat tighten when he saw it.

"Is this unbearable?"

Shen Lu hit him with clenched fists, and said extremely aggrieved, "Shen Boxing! You are too bad!"

"En." Shen Boxing smiled hoarsely, playing with her hair with his fingers, and whispered something in her ear.

Shen Lu's body trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, "Shen Bo Xing!"

She rushed over to cover his mouth with all her teeth and claws, extremely ashamed and indignant, "Stop talking!"

Shen Boxing smiled, although it was night, but his eyes were shining brightly.

He took Shen Lu's hand, "Don't say it, let's be the head office?"

Just as Shen Lu wanted to say no, he was pulled into the most inhuman joy in the world.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, she just felt that she was extremely tired, her whole body was tired, a thin blush hung on her little face, her red lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing lightly.

The two had already arrived at Shen Boxing's room from Shen Lu's room, and she was lying on Shen Boxing's bed, sound asleep,

As for Shen Boxing, after cleaning Shen Lu's room, he lay on his side and watched her sleeping peacefully, like a kitten, without any attack power at all.

He touched Shen Lu's face with his fingers, and then stroked her face with her own hair.

Shen Lu in his sleep felt a little uncomfortable, turned around and continued to sleep on the other side.

Shen Boxing chuckled, hugged her tightly behind his back, took a deep breath on her neck, and fell asleep contentedly.

Shen Lu failed to draw on the weekend. After returning to school, he could only take out his lunch break and evening preview, and painted "Spring" before Thursday.

She asked her teacher for a leave of absence to deliver paintings to Mr. Yan.

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