Quick Travel: Redeem the Villain

(This is the small world that people who make shapes (strokes) want to see~)

Eleven's face looked particularly delicate under the candlelight, her skin was as white as snow and as delicate as silk. Her eyes were like deep lake water, bright and clear, and her lips were slightly raised with a hint of shyness.

Feng Jingyu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Eleven lowered her head shyly, looking at Feng Jingyu's fiery and direct gaze. Eleven felt her cheeks burning hot, her heartbeat speeding up, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

Feng Jingyu finally stopped pretending his emotions. He suddenly picked the other person up and pressed him hard on the bed. At this moment, his throat kept rolling up and down, as if he had endless desires that needed to be released. Then, he sealed Eleven's delicate lips without hesitation and sucked them madly. Eleven was stunned at first, and then began to respond enthusiastically. The tips of their tongues intertwined and explored each other. The temperature in the room gradually rose, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air. Their clothes had been taken off at some point, and they were honest with each other. Feng Jingyu's hands wandered over Eleven's body, bringing a tingling feeling, causing Eleven to moan softly.

The flame of lust burned in the air. Feng Jingyu's lips moved down, leaving a trail of wet and hot marks. Eleven's panting became heavier, and his fingers tightly grasped the sheets under him.

Eleven seemed to be in a soft cloud, his body was so light that it seemed weightless. His eyes were hazy, as if covered by a veil, revealing a hazy and seductive look. The tail of his eye was slightly raised, with a touch of bright red, as charming as a blooming peach blossom.

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The night faded away, the morning light appeared, and the sky gradually brightened, as if someone had gently painted a touch of light pink on the light blue sky, and beneath this layer of pink, countless golden rays were hidden, as if shrouded by a veil, hazy and beautiful.

At this time, the noise in the house gradually subsided.

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———Small World Dividing Line————

The original owner, Zhu Shiyi, was forcibly bound by the system and locked up in a space to study for many years. He was almost going crazy from studying and was thrown into the small world.

In a villa in the suburbs of City A...

As the pencil in Lu Mu's hand danced, the lines gradually emerged, displaying smoothly and naturally on the paper.

Each stroke is made with deep thought and concentration. The lines continue to extend and interweave, gradually outlining a contour.

When Zhu Shiyi saw the image in the painting clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. Lu Mu painted his own face! The delicate brushstrokes, precise proportions and vivid expressions shocked Zhu Shiyi. He never thought that he could be so realistically presented in a painting, and in such a unique way.

Lu Mu's brush continued to dance, constantly perfecting the portrait. He portrayed Zhu Shiyi's facial features vividly.

Zhu Shiyi of this world was sealed in Lu Mu's drawing paper and was drawn out at this moment.

Zhu Shiyi in the drawing paper stared blankly at Lu Mu.

Lu Mu put down his paintbrush, looked at the work in front of him with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "It looks good, I like it. Are you satisfied too?"

Lu Mu gently stroked the drawing paper, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. The next second, his hand passed through the drawing paper and touched Zhu Shiyi's face.