Reborn, the yandere CEO cries and begs the baby to love him

"If it can't be hung up, then I will keep it, or hang it directly in Qingqing's studio.

This way you can look at me every day...I don't have any clothes on...

I'm a little shy, what's going on? "

The man smiled sheepishly, indeed blushing a little.

You... just asked for it?

No, there’s no need to persuade him. How did he convince himself?

"Why don't you draw?"

Shang Sinian held the hairdryer in one hand and pinched his neck with the other.

"I'm threatening you. If you don't draw, I will attack!"

Bai Moqing was instantly amused,

"The threat is effective! I will paint, and we will paint whatever my husband says!"

Breakfast was prepared by Shang Sinian himself. It was all hot food.

Bai Moqing looked anxious.

"Can't we have a salad or something? I don't want to eat anything hot lately."

"Guess why you don't want to eat hot food recently? My wife, you are about to have your period.

Let's endure it, just for a week. When it's over, I'll take you to the amusement park, okay? "

Shang Sinian counted them carefully, just like coaxing a child.

"There's a carousel, a pirate ship, a Ferris wheel, bumper cars, lots of things to play with, okay?"

There were only so many that he could count. He only knew this after checking in advance.

What an amusement park is? He has only heard of it in his life and has never been there, but he has passed by it a few times.

Although he was reluctant, Bai Moqing still didn't say anything. He just took two bites and refused to eat.

Shang Sinian could only hold the bowl and follow her to feed her mouth after mouthful.

Feeding and coaxing at the same time,

"Honey, sometimes I wish I could hold you in my arms and let you finish a bowl of rice without moving!"

It's a bit dangerous to follow her like this. If she turns around or stops suddenly, she will hit her.

"No, I'm not hungry. It's too hot and I don't want to eat!"

She closed her mouth tightly and was determined not to take another bite. She frowned and knew that she was about to lose her temper.

Shang Sinian quickly stopped, sat back quietly at the dining table, and finished the rest of the meal in two mouthfuls.

After cleaning himself up briefly, he dragged Bai Moqing towards the third floor.

"Work, work without eating!"

As soon as the studio door opened, Shang Sinian was stunned for a moment.

There were paintings hanging on all the easels, and they were all of him!

It's still...the scene of being beaten, the paintings are lifelike, and even the subtle details are handled very well.

And she painted all parts without any scruples,

Of course, the most shameful thing is that he cried for mercy, those facial features, those tears,

It simply restored the scene at that time.

So why does he need to be a nude model? All his looks are in Bai Moqing's mind.

"A-Nian...I'm sorry, I'll take care of it right away!"

Shang Sinian stood there awkwardly, his face flushed.

"Qingqing...when did you draw it? You are too bad, right?

You actually drew such a scene, and it turned into an animation..."

A little ashamed...

He touched his chest, inexplicably a little excited, and felt weird.

He pointed to one of the paintings, where he was holding a thigh and crying and begging for mercy, and asked very angrily,

"Did I really feel like that at that time!"

Bai Moqing pointed to another picture with a hint of embarrassment.

"At that time, there was a mirror. If A Nian thought about it carefully, he could think of what he looked like at that time."

The mirror... was not only used to increase his shame, but was also used to remind him of memories?

I can't beat her in this life!

"that……"

Shang Sinian hesitated to ask, but when he thought that this person was his wife, and his wife had said that there were no secrets between husband and wife, and there was no shyness, he summoned up the courage to ask,

"What does Qingqing plan to do with these paintings?"

The ones she usually drew were randomly placed on the cabinet aside. If these were like that, wouldn't they be drawn in vain?

"Well, I plan to..." Bai Moqing didn't finish his sentence. Maybe he thought of Shang Sinian's idea, so he asked,

"What does A Nian think is appropriate?"

Shang Sinian is very satisfied with this issue.

"Can you leave it to me? I'll keep it..."

I didn't feel it when I said it, but after I said it, I felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Bai Moqing didn't have any unnecessary expressions and agreed directly.

She moved the easel to the sofa and spread a clean white cloth on the sofa.

After looking at the angle and feeling satisfied, he raised his chin towards Shang Sinian.

"I'm a little self-conscious, take it off!"

The man only wore a bathrobe and pulled it off without any scruples, but it was still a little awkward when he sat on the sofa.

"What should I do, or what should I do?"

Bai Moqing went over and adjusted him into a comfortable position. This was her first time doing this on a mannequin. Although the model was Shang Sinian, she was still nervous.

"How does this feel? Will it be tiring?"

The man shook his head, "No, it's very comfortable."

Normally, it takes three hours to draw a nude model in class, but today’s model is different.

Bai Moqing knew every part of his body very well, and she had even touched every muscle line countless times.

She clearly knew the location of all the scars on his body.

Just as I was painting, my heart began to feel sore and painful.

The spot on his back should be a burn scar. It's an old one. It seems to have been formed many years ago.

Although the area is not large, the scar is very obvious and it must have been very painful at the time.

There are many new and old wounds on my arms. Even after using a lot of scar removal ointments, there are still a lot of scars left.

Fortunately, there have been no new injuries recently.

"Wife..."

The man's low cry interrupted Bai Moqing's thoughts.

"Honey... are there mosquitoes? I feel like there's a buzzing in my ears."

He checked the professional requirements for mannequins and naturally knew that they were not allowed to move or speak.

But he was at home, and the person painting the picture was his wife, so it didn’t matter if he said a few words.

After all, not all models have a painter wife.

"A-Nian, there are no mosquitoes. You are just looking for words."

Although there is a rainforest system in the entire manor, Bai Moqing has never found a mosquito here.

Later, the housekeeper told her that there was a mosquito repellent device in the manor, which was brought back from abroad by Shang Sinian at a large expense.

In order to test whether the effect was good, he specially asked Han Chuan to stay shirtless in the rainforest system for an entire afternoon.

As a result, there was not a single mosquito bag.

It's just that Han Chuan has some heatstroke, but of course Shang Sinian doesn't care.

"Honey, among the models you have painted, do I have the best figure? Please pay attention to your answer. If you answer poorly, I will be angry!"

Bai Moqing nodded without thinking,

"Of course, most models are uncles and aunts, so their figures are naturally not as good as A-Nian's."