The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Here.

Jiang Nan just received a call from Fang Hanlin, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, "Miss Jiang, I have sent your painting "Broken" to the World Painting Competition."

Jiang murmured as calmly as ever, but politely, "Thank you, President Fang."

"Oh, Miss Jiang is being polite." Fang Hanlin was flattered.

"Thanks to Ms. Jiang for curing the little girl's hand, Miaoyan is now painting again."

"Miss Jiang has rejuvenated, and she will be the benefactor of our Fang family in the future, not to mention sending a painting to the competition for Miss Jiang, even if Miss Jiang wants me to be the president of the Chinese Painting Association, I can give it to Miss Jiang! "

Fang Hanlin's words were very moving.

And the other person at the time, Jiang Nan, said directly: "..."

It wasn't enough for Fang Hanlin to fool her into being the vice president, and now he started beating around the bush to fool her into becoming the president?

Jiang Nan frowned, "President Fang, don't worry, I don't want the position of president."

Fang Hanlin: "???"

What should I do? My heart hurts.

Afraid of arousing Jiang Nan's dislike, Fang Hanlin did not continue to stalk, but chose to change the topic, "Your painting "Broken" will definitely win an award in the World Painting Competition. In the future, your painting will definitely It’s a sky-high price. If you have a finished painting in your hand, don’t sell it now.”

Jiang Nan comforted: "Well, don't worry, I don't have any finished paintings, but there are a lot of waste drafts."

Scrap?

Fang Hanlin couldn't help but think of the "Canyon Voiceless" that Jiang Nan threw into the trash can, and he covered his heart.

I don't know why my heart hurts more.

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Nan rested his elbows on the table, and suddenly raised his eyes.

When it comes to painting, she seems to owe Liang Jingzhi a painting.

The relationship between the two of them was innocent before, and she agreed simply to make money.

As a professional painter, it is normal to have a painting model.

Now that the relationship between the two has changed, if she is asked to paint nude paintings again, it will be a bit ambiguous.

Fortunately, Liang Jingzhi probably forgot.

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However, what are you afraid of.

After dinner.

Liang Jingzhi casually pointed to the beautifully packaged cardboard box on the sofa, turned slightly to look at Jiang Nan, with a warm smile on his brows, "Open it and have a look, do you like it?"

Jiang murmured and raised his eyebrows, "A gift?"

Liang Jingzhi smiled lowly, mixed with coaxing, "You will know when you open it."

It was rare to see Liang Jingzhi look so mysterious, Jiang Nan was aroused a bit of interest, walked over slowly, and opened the cardboard box.

Neatly arranged brushes.

A flawless drawing board.

Jiang Nan paused his hands, his eyes flickered, and he closed the cardboard box very calmly, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do."

"Ah Nan, are you afraid?" Liang Jingzhi's dark eyes were very indifferent, staring at the girl who was close to her.

Jiang Nan: "..."

Losers cannot lose.

Jiang Nan's eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes, and finally said slowly: "No."

"That's fine. I will set up the drawing board in advance and put it in the bedroom." Liang Jingzhi patted his knees and stood up. "As for me, being a model also has the self-consciousness of being a model."

Jiang Nan: "What consciousness?"

Liang Jingzhi: "Take a good bath and welcome your review."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, revealing an indistinct ambiguity.

Jiang Nan: "..."

This is not necessary.

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After half an hour.

Jiang Nan finally dragged open the door and entered the bedroom.

He locked the door behind him and drew the curtains tightly.

The drawing board is already set up.

The sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, hitting the ground, which caused some waves in the mind.

The mist can be seen rising up on the frosted glass.

Another few minutes passed.

Liang Jingzhi came out of the bathroom.

The atmosphere in the bedroom is a bit charming, and the restless atmosphere is raging and sweeping.

The surrounding temperature seems to be a little higher.

A trembling bath towel was wrapped around Liang Jingzhi's waist, shaking slightly as he walked.

His upper body was bare|naked|, his shoulders were straight, his hands were hanging down on both sides, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Nan for a moment.

The hot air from the bathroom shrouded that handsome face. The skin was a healthy wheat color, radiant with luster, clear texture, firm outline, noble and cold, with a streamer of light.

Jiang Nan glanced at it, and immediately pursed her lips, slipped her finger into her pocket, moved unconsciously, and took it out again.

Rubbing his fingertips, his heart was very irritable.

Fortunately, Liang Jingzhi sat down on the stool quickly, and the towel finally drooped down.

Jiang Nan loosened his fingers a little.

Sensing that Liang Jingzhi's hand was showing signs of lifting the bath towel, Jiang Nan's fingers suddenly closed slightly, and the hand holding the paintbrush exerted a little force.

"Keep the bath towels!"

Liang Jingzhi disagreed, "The bath towel is a bit in the way, I'm afraid it will hinder your performance."

Jiang Nan gritted his teeth, "It's okay."

Liang Jingzhi felt a little regretful, but he didn't make any other movements with his hands, "Then is my posture okay? Do you want to change it?"

While the man was talking, his body moved, his legs changed positions and overlapped, his postures and movements were full of laziness and ambiguity.

Bath towels are beginning to decline.

Jiang Nan was terrified when he saw it, and quickly took a few steps forward, and pulled Liang Jingzhi's bath towel up, "Liang Jingzhi, don't be too rough."

Liang Jingzhi suddenly raised his hand and clasped Jiang Nan's arm, "Wait for the last 5 minutes."

Jiang Nan felt more and more water vapor on her fingers, and she gasped.

The next second, with a light body, she was brought to sit on Liang Jingzhi's lap.

Before she could react, Liang Jingzhi suddenly hugged her waist, and then his lips became hot.

Liang Jingzhi had already pressed her lips, sucking and kissing her lips passionately.

The man's solid chest was uncovered, the fiery temperature, and the generous and powerful touch from the chest made Jiang Nan's heart suddenly stirred.

The kiss got heavier and heavier.

The emotion in Liang Jingzhi's eyes was thick and terrifying.

Jiang Nan fell into the vortex rolled up by him, and his whole body was numb.

In the entanglement of lips and tongues, there seemed to be no gaps in the air.

a long time.

Jiang Nan suddenly felt something was wrong, and suddenly came back to his senses, his scalp was numb, "Liang Jingzhi, you..."

Liang Jingzhi's dark eyes full of lust stared at her quietly, he closed his eyes, and chuckled helplessly, with a terribly hoarse voice, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Liang Jingzhi's voice rang low in his ears, his senses gradually returned, and Jiang Nan got down from Liang Jingzhi's body.

The distance between the two people increased a bit.

Jiang Nan's eyesight was pretty good, and he clearly saw a few red marks that suddenly appeared on Liang Jingzhi's chest.

Jiang Nan: "..."

It seems that she has to rebuild the automatic control system.