Dressed as the villain master, the boss snapped off his vest

Baili Chenyuan said coquettishly: "Madam, can you paint more for me in the future? I like your paintings."

Ye Qingcheng said lovingly, "Okay, I will paint for you now, please put me down."

Baili Chenyuan said: "Okay."

Ye Qingcheng put the painting on the table aside and put new paper on it.

Ye Qingcheng said, "Husband, please sit on the chair opposite and pose. I will draw according to your wishes."

Baili Chenyuan said: "Okay."

Seeing Baili Chenyuan sitting upright on the armchair, Ye Qingcheng felt that he was a little too restrained. A sly smile flashed in her eyes. She then walked forward, took off Baili Chenyuan's hair crown, letting his hair fall down, and pulled open his collar with both hands, revealing his large, white and strong chest.

Baili Chenyuan lowered his head and blushed as he watched Ye Qingcheng's actions. He hugged Ye Qingcheng tightly with his hands and leaned over to whisper, "My wife, your husband wants to kiss you."

Ye Qingcheng raised her head and pressed Baili Chenyuan onto the armchair. She then sat on him facing him and said, "I want to kiss my husband, too."

After saying that, she kissed Baili Chenyuan, her hands covering his chest and stroking it constantly.

Baili Chenyuan held Ye Qingcheng in one hand and placed the other hand on her chest to feel her heart rate.

Ye Qingcheng listened to Baili Chenyuan's continuous heavy breathing and low moans, and couldn't help but continue to deepen the kiss.

After a while, Ye Qingcheng let go of Baili Chenyuan. Baili Chenyuan hugged Ye Qingcheng and gasped heavily in her arms, while Ye Qingcheng adjusted her slightly disordered heartbeat.

Ye Qingcheng got up from Baili Chenyuan, straightened Baili Chenyuan's hair and said, "Husband, sit like this and put your hands like this."

Ye Qingcheng taught Baili Chenyuan how to do the poses. After constant adjustments, Ye Qingcheng said with satisfaction, "Yes, that's it. My husband, keep doing this pose and don't move."

Baili Chenyuan said shyly: "Okay."

Ye Qingcheng returned to the table, looked at Baili Chenyuan's appearance, and continued to paint for him.

After an entire afternoon, Ye Qingcheng finally finished the painting and said with a satisfied smile, "Husband, come and have a look."

Baili Chenyuan walked forward, stood next to Ye Qingcheng, and bent down to look at the painting Ye Qingcheng made for him.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Baili Chenyuan's muscular chest and eight-pack abs that were faintly visible in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Then she hugged Baili Chenyuan's muscular waist and kissed his chest and eight-pack abs.

Baili Chenyuan supported his hands on the table, looked down at Ye Qingcheng hugging him, kissing his chest, and breathing rapidly.

Under Ye Qingcheng's constant kissing, Baili Chenyuan couldn't help but gasp.

After a moment, Baili Chenyuan pushed Ye Qingcheng away and said in a low voice, "My wife, I can't stand it anymore."

Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to pull up his collar and hold him in her arms to tidy up his clothes.

Ye Qingcheng smiled and said, "Since my husband can't bear it, you have to put on your clothes properly, otherwise I can't control myself."

Baili Chenyuan said lovingly, "Didn't my wife open my husband's clothes? Of course, my wife should put them on for me."

Ye Qingcheng's face showed embarrassment and shyness. It was indeed she who pulled his clothes open.

Ye Qingcheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Husband, come and take a look at the paintings."

Baili Chenyuan said: "Okay."

In the painting, a man was leaning against an armchair, his clothes half-removed, revealing his delicate collarbone. The man had a strong chest, and there were multiple kiss marks of varying depths on his neck and heart.

Strands of hair stuck to the man's face, and two small braids hung on one side of his chest. The man stared at the front with affectionate and seductive eyes, his eyes were like stars, and there was a gentle and affectionate smile on his face. One hand was on his knee making an unknown gesture, and the other hand and elbow were on the armrest of the armchair.

The man in the painting is vivid and lifelike, just like an ordinary real person, exactly like Baili Chenyuan.

Ye Qingcheng pointed at Baili Chenyuan's portrait and said, "Husband, are you satisfied?"

Baili Chenyuan blushed and said, "I am very satisfied, but I don't know what this gesture my wife asked me to do is?"

Baili Chenyuan pointed at the hand gesture he drew on his knees and asked Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng smiled and said, "Husband, this gesture is called 'heart', which means I love you."

Then Ye Qingcheng analyzed to Baili Chenyuan: "My husband, look at these strands of hair on your face, don't they make you look handsome and charming? Especially this strand of hair hanging on your slightly opened lips, the temptation is simply full."

Ye Qingcheng continued to point her finger at places and said, "Look, my husband, the shoulders are half exposed, the collarbone is delicate, the chest is strong, and there are eight abdominal muscles, this beautiful mermaid line is faintly visible, there are kiss marks on the chest, and a few small braids are hanging down. Isn't it cute, abstinent, and yet charming."

Bali Chenyuan's face became redder and redder as he watched Ye Qingcheng pointing at herself in the painting and explaining gradually.

Baili Chenyuan said coquettishly: "But my wife hasn't written a poem for me yet."

Ye Qingcheng scratched her head and said with a smile: "I don't know what poem to write, I'm afraid my husband will mind if I don't write well."

Baili Chenyuan hugged Ye Qingcheng and said lovingly: "I have taken off my clothes like this to paint for you, would you mind a few lines of poetry?"

Seeing Ye Qingcheng remained silent, Baili Chenyuan said, "My wife, please write a poem for your husband!"

Ye Qingcheng smiled and said, "Okay!"

Then he took a bamboo charcoal pen and wrote a few lines of poetry: I see all living things as grass and trees, only you are the green mountain.

Ye Qingcheng said: "Husband, how is it?"

Baili Chenyuan read the poem quietly, and then said happily: "My wife is also the only one and the best in my heart."

Ye Qingcheng wrote the signature: Qingcheng presents this to my husband Chen Yuan.

Ye Qingcheng said: "Husband, please frame the painting later!"

Baili Chenyuan said: "Okay."

Ye Qingcheng: "My husband, please keep it well and don't let anyone see it. I don't want my husband's body to be seen by others."

Ye Qingcheng thought to herself: The main thing is not to let others know about my lecherous side.

Baili Chenyuan said: "Don't worry, my wife, I will keep it well."

Ye Qingcheng asked, "Do you want to learn this sketching, my husband?"

Baili Chenyuan said: "Yes! But my painting skills are not very good, and my wife, please don't look down on me for being stupid."

Ye Qingcheng said generously: "No, no, when we return to Tianjian Sect, I will teach my husband every day at Qingzhu Peak."

Baili Chenyuan said lovingly, "Okay."

Ye Qingcheng said, "Husband, let's go eat! I'll bring food to Xueyan later, and you can frame the painting."

Baili Chenyuan said: "Okay."

Ye Qingcheng tied up Baili Chenyuan's hair again, hugged Baili Chenyuan and said coquettishly: "My husband is getting more and more beautiful the more I look at him, kiss me."

Baili Chenyuan took the initiative to kiss Ye Qingcheng's lips, and let her go after a moment.

Ye Qingcheng said: "Come on, husband, let's go downstairs to eat!"

Baili Chenyuan and Ye Qingcheng walked downstairs hand in hand to eat.

When I passed by Xiao Cui and Zhou Yibin's door, I saw that they had not returned yet and were not in the lobby, so I knew that they were probably still playing outside.