Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang walked into the living room of the villa and asked, "Zaiyin, how does it feel to drive a Ferrari sports car?"

Han Jae-in replied: "How do you put it?"

“The driving experience of a Ferrari sports car is perfect. Every turn and acceleration is intoxicating. It is easy to attack corners or straight roads, and it is more comfortable to drive than a Mercedes-Benz G-Class.”

"But I still like the high-altitude perspective of hard-core off-road vehicles and the rugged driving feel of SUV models." Han Zaiyin returned the Ferrari keys to Lin Lang.

AI generates Han Jae-in's gorgeous red lips

Lin Lang handed the car keys of the Mercedes-Benz G to Han Zaiyin, and while Ma Yili was not paying attention, he touched Han Zaiyin's fair little hand stealthily.

"Zaiyin, you like to drive a Mercedes-Benz G-Class, which really matches your personality of always pretending to be strong!"

"Hey……"

After being touched by Lin Lang, Han Zaiyin replied with a blushing face: "I am a strong person by nature, okay? How did I become pretending to be strong?"

Ma Yili continued, "Zaiyin, no matter how strong you appear, you are actually very soft-hearted deep down. You can deceive outsiders. Lin Lang and I are your high school classmates. Don't we know you, a Scorpio?"

(A little knowledge about the zodiac: The mysterious Scorpio girl, cold on the outside, but passionate and uninhibited on the inside. The unpredictable Scorpio girl has complex and strong emotions.)

Han Jae-in denied it, saying, "Astrology is just a lie for fools. It has no scientific basis at all!"

Lin Lang said: "Zaiyin! Your tough exterior is just a trick to deceive yourself. While telling others that you are inviolable, you are also building an indestructible wall of your heart for yourself."

"You always choose to protect yourself with indifference, keeping everyone away from you."

“But sometimes I really want to tell you that only when you put down the mask of keeping strangers away can you feel that in addition to painting, there are many beautiful things in this world waiting for you to discover.”

Han Zaiyin was hit in the sore spot by Lin Lang, and her heart was flustered, but she still replied strongly: "Nonsense, I am consistent in my appearance and heart, and I have this kind of strong temper. Do you dislike it or what?"

Ma Yili laughed after hearing this and said, "Yes, Lin Lang, you were suppressed by Zai Yin's strong personality for three years in high school. You never won in arguments. Do you have a temper?"

Lin Lang said sadly: "There is a saying that you should never reason with a woman. When I was in high school, I didn't know how to communicate with Zai Yin. Now I know not to reason with her, but to pay attention to her emotions."

"Now that I understand this truth, I won't bicker with Zaiyin all the time, right?"

Han Zaiyin covered her mouth and laughed: "Ma Yili, did you hear that? Lin Lang is now a friend of women. He understands women better than women themselves!"

"Haha..." Ma Yili laughed.

AI generates a picture of Han Jae-in

Lin Lang pretended to be visiting Han Zaiyin's house for the first time and saw many of Han Zaiyin's paintings hanging on the wall. Each one was lifelike, showing her extremely high level of painting.

"Wow, did you draw all these?" Lin Lang exclaimed.

"Except for a few Chinese paintings that are my grandfather's posthumous works, the rest of the oil paintings are my works," Han Zaiyin said proudly.

"As expected of her, she is the granddaughter of a master of traditional Chinese painting. Her genes are truly amazing!" Ma Yili praised sweetly.

Han Zaiyin said with some sadness: "Grandpa was my spiritual idol. His passing made me feel endless grief, but the spiritual wealth he left me has always inspired me to move forward."

Seeing Han Zaiyin's sadness, Lin Lang pointed to a landscape painting and said, "The color combination of this painting is really wonderful, giving people a strong visual impact."

Han Zaiyin walked over to Lin Lang with a smile, "I drew this when I was sketching at the seaside. The sunlight was very soft and the sea water was crystal clear, so I used a lot of blue and green to express that fresh and natural feeling."

Lin Lang carefully admired every painting on the wall of the living room, exclaiming in admiration from time to time.

After acquiring the maximum level of [Master of Painting] skill, Lin Lang finally understood how to appreciate paintings in a real sense, and had the visual sense of an expert seeing the ins and outs of paintings.

To put it bluntly, Lin Lang had no interest in painting before. After obtaining the full-level [Painting Master Mastery] skill, Lin Lang developed a strong interest in painting and appreciating paintings. Only then did he realize the amazingness of the talented beautiful painter Han Zaiyin.

"Wow~"

"Zaiyin is indeed a talented and beautiful painter who made it onto the Forbes Art List. Her painting skills, talent and the artistic conception of her paintings all reveal an outstanding sense of sophistication."

"Cow, ah, ah!"

"Zaiyin's paintings not only demonstrate superb skills, but also incorporate her unique understanding of life. Every stroke is full of vitality and emotion, which makes people immersed in it."

Han Zaiyin looked at Lin Lang concentrating on appreciating the painting, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her heart. She whispered, "Thank you for liking my painting so much."

Lin Lang turned his head, looked at Han Zaiyin's big, expressive eyes, and said with emotion: "To be honest, Zaiyin, I always thought you were just a stubborn young lady."

"But today, after I carefully appreciated your paintings, I realized that your inner world is so rich. You are a quiet, elegant, and talented woman. No wonder your beauty and talent are so famous throughout the world."

Han Zaiyin felt so happy after hearing this!

"Lin Lang, are you being so sweet today? Why are you so sweet? You've praised me so much that I feel embarrassed!" Han Zaiyin was so happy that she couldn't help but smile.

Ma Yili, who was standing nearby, teased, "If someone is too attentive to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. Lin Lang, you praised Zai Yin to the skies and made her so happy. Are you planning something bad to her?"

“Hahaha, what bad intentions could I have?” Lin Lang smiled, then looked at Han Zaiyin and joked, “Zaiyin, you’re only 22 years old, and you can be called a veteran artist!”

"Hate!"

"Lin Lang, you're starting to make fun of me again." Han Zaiyin raised her little fist and hit Lin Lang's shoulder coquettishly.

The atmosphere between Han Zaiyin and Lin Lang became a little ambiguous.

Ma Yili smiled and said, "It would be strange if you two didn't bicker and just praised each other for business!"

The three classmates chatted and laughed, and came to the studio in the basement of Han Zaiyin's villa.

As soon as she entered Han Zaiyin's studio, the sharp-eyed Ma Yili saw the oil painting of Lin Lang's portrait at a glance. She quickly walked up and said with a smirk, "Ha... How come there is an oil painting of Lin Lang's portrait in your studio, Zaiyin?"

"Uh..." Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

Han Zaiyin forgot for a moment that she had an oil painting of Lin Lang's portrait in her studio. Due to her negligence, it was discovered by Ma Yili, so she could only lie and say, "Your birthday is in two months!"

"I was thinking of preparing a surprise birthday gift for you in advance. I was going to paint a portrait of Lin Lang for you. I didn't expect you to find it in advance."

Ma Yili asked in surprise, "Really?"

Han Zaiyin smiled and replied, "Of course it's true! Once I have the painting framed, I will deliver it to you personally."

AI generates beautiful pictures of Ma Yili

After hearing this, Lin Lang quickly agreed, "Ma Yili, you've made a fortune. Any oil painting in Yin can be sold for millions, and fine oil paintings can even be sold for tens of millions. Do you like this valuable birthday gift?"

Ma Yili jumped up with joy after hearing this, squinting her eyes and smiling sweetly: "I like it! I like it so much! Thank you for being in Yin, Bo..."

Ma Yili couldn't hide her happiness. She held Han Zaiyin's face and kissed her hard, deforming her face.

Han Zaiyin smiled sweetly, wiped her face with disgust, and complained: "Ma Yili, you are so annoying. Your saliva kissed me on the face!"

Lin Lang joked, "Zaiyin dislikes you kissing her, but I don't dislike you, kiss me, kiss me!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lin Lang finished speaking, Ma Yili actually half-jokingly held Lin Lang's face in front of Han Zaiyin, and kissed him hard on the cheek with a smile.

"Uh..." Han Zaiyin was stunned.

Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Ma Yili, I was just joking. You actually kissed me?" Ma Yili winked at Lin Lang mischievously and said with a smile: "Didn't you ask me to kiss you? I'll satisfy you!"

After saying that, Ma Yili looked at Han Zaiyin and smiled with her eyes narrowed and her tongue stuck out.

Han Zaiyin felt a little uncomfortable when she saw this. She pretended to cough and then teased, "Ma Yili, you...what are you doing?"

Ma Yili smiled playfully and changed the subject, "It was just a joke! By the way, didn't Lin Lang just boast that he would paint an oil painting of your portrait?"

"Just when you are drawing for me, Lin Lang is drawing for you. It won't interfere with any of us. I'm curious whether Lin Lang will draw you into a pig's head!"

Lin Lang helped to change the subject. He rolled up his shirt sleeves and said in a flamboyant manner, "It's time to show off your real skills."

After hearing this, Han Zaiyin found the canvas, paint and brushes for Lin Lang, and said with a slight smile of disdain: "Then let's get started, let me see your strength."

Lin Lang fixed the canvas on the easel, raised his eyebrows and said with a sly smile: "Actually, what I am best at is nude painting. Which of you two beauties would sacrifice for art?"

Ma Yili couldn't help laughing after hearing this. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a smile flashed in her eyes. She said, "Zaiyin is more plump than me. She is more suitable to devote herself to art than me!"

"Lin Lang, you're wishing," Han Zaiyin chuckled, with a hint of teasing and humor in his laughter.

"Hehe..." Lin Lang had a wicked smile on his face, his eyes revealing a hint of cunning and complacency. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was thinking of some bad idea in his mind.