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Seeing that I rejected her, Kim looked into my eyes and said, "Beryl, I really like the peony you painted, and I want to take a photo with her, but you said that the peony is not in bloom, and I will go back the day after tomorrow. I don't want to take it with me. This regret goes!"

She continued, "I won't let you paint for me for nothing, you can ask your assistant to come over and take pictures for me, I know you are a fashion magazine, then I think you should know who I am!"

Kim said as he walked, without looking at me, "I didn't want to get involved with work when I came to China this time, I just wanted to relax, but I know that you and those people who guarded the hotel entrance have the same purpose."

I'm a little surprised that Kim has always known about it. This woman is very smart. She hasn't revealed it in the past few days. Now, will she agree to be an exclusive interview with our magazine just to ask me to draw a picture of her with Shaoyao?

She stopped, looked at me and smiled, "And you have been with me for the past few days, helping me to translate, so that I understand a lot of Chinese culture faster, I am very grateful to you, so, what can I help you Yes, please speak!"

Very good, very good, finally reached the critical moment, I also laughed, "Kim, you are really a smart and happy person, it is a pleasure to get along with you." When it comes to this, I don't want to go around in circles, "If you want, before you leave, please accept an exclusive interview with our magazine. 'Rhyme' is currently the best fashion magazine in China. In the future, you will be more popular than Kafir in China. welcome!"

My last sentence made Kim laugh again, and she changed the subject, "You are doing my portrait, do you want me to be your model?"

In the past few days of getting along, I am already familiar with her appearance. I don't need her in front of me, and there is no peony. Everything needs to be synthesized in my mind.So I said, "It's okay, but if you trust my drawing skills, no, modeling is exhausting!"

"Okay, then call someone to the hotel tomorrow morning for an exclusive interview!"

Chapter No.16

After getting Kim's approval, I immediately called Sister Tong and told her the good news.

Sister Tong was obviously very happy on the other end of the phone, "Xiaobai, I really have you! Then I will arrange an interview tomorrow."

"Okay, don't have too many people, it's better to keep a low profile. Kim said that he didn't want to talk about work when he came to China this time!" I mainly thought that Kim will leave the day after tomorrow. I will do an exclusive interview tomorrow, so that everyone will know about it. I'm afraid As soon as the various media report it in advance, our exclusive will be delayed.

"Really?" Sister Tong asked after listening to me, "I'm really curious, what method did you use to get her to agree to be an exclusive interview for our magazine? Wouldn't it be a physical promise?"

This woman really dares to think!

"What kind of promise?" I was a little helpless, "She wants me to draw a portrait of her and peony flowers for her, and maybe thank me for translating for her these days!"

"It seems that she appreciates you very much?" Sister Tong continued to gossip.

"Sister Tong," I quickly changed the subject, otherwise I don't know what kind of teasing she will be, "The photographer asked Cheng Lin to come, she is also a newcomer, take this opportunity to exercise!"

"You can decide on the matter of your art group, then I will arrange it right away, let's not talk about it!" She also hurriedly pulled up the thread.

After hanging up the phone, I called Cheng Lin. I could feel her excitement through the phone line, and she kept saying, "Thank you, Sister Bai!"

I can only say, "This is an opportunity, you should take good photos! The cover of this issue must be her, so the head picture must be beautiful!"

"Okay, I got it, Miss Bai!"

Kim and I parted ways and went home without delay.I had to hurry up and conceive the portrait she wanted.Because it suddenly occurred to me that if I could finish it tonight, I would be able to translate for her in the interview tomorrow, and I could accompany her afterwards.To be honest, I am a little worried. Although she agreed to do an exclusive interview with me, what I want is the real "exclusive", so I have to "watch" her. Although this is a bit petty, but until Only when she leaves can my heart be let go.

When I got home, Xiaomeng had already gone back and was watching TV in the living room.Seeing me come back, she raised her head and asked me, "So happy, the interview is done?"

I nodded, "I will do it tomorrow, but I have to draw a portrait for him."

I changed my shoes and sat on the sofa. I don’t have any ideas about how to draw. Why don’t I talk to Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng heard me talking about Kim's request, and said with a smile, "Then you can make up for her regrets and get her into the sea of ​​peony flowers!"

I also laughed, "Haha, yes, she is laughing among the flowers!"

After chatting with Xiaomeng for a while, I went back to my room.Unfold the paper and start drafting.Although I was a little tired, I was busy at the desk until one o'clock in the morning, and finally I was done.I hurried to take a shower and lay down quickly, but I couldn't fall asleep.Sister Tong actually appeared in my mind, it was her seductive appearance dancing in the les bar, and I couldn't remember what the woman dancing with her looked like.

Just in a daze like this, I don't know what time I fell asleep, as if there was that figure in my dream.

In the morning when the alarm clock rang, I got up reluctantly, sat on the bed for a minute, caught a glimpse of the portrait of Kim I gave on the table, and said to myself, "I have to keep the fruits of victory!"

I got up quickly, washed and ate something, and then set off.

When I went to Kim's place, she hadn't gotten up yet. I knocked on the door and saw her wearing silk pajamas, looking lazy.I'm a little sorry, saying sorry, I want to quit.However, Kim stretched out his hand and pulled me in, letting me in.

I was standing outside the door and backing away, but was pulled by her, couldn't lift my foot, and tripped over the threshold. I screamed subconsciously, and my body staggered forward.This pounce didn't matter, I fell straight on top of Kim.

I practically pushed her until she hit the back table.With a muffled sound, I saw her frowning, and I was completely unsupported on top of her.

I quickly got up, helped her up, and asked her if she was okay, I was so stupid.She hit hard this time.

She was so painful that she didn't speak. She lifted her pajamas and looked back at her waist.

When I saw her waist, I was dumbfounded, right? The impact was so severe, and there was a red blood mark on her waist. There was no bleeding, but it was bruised!

I quickly said, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, and I'll go buy medicine for you, just rub it on.

Seeing that I kept apologizing, Kim kept saying it was okay, but my waist was hit like that, can it not hurt? I put down the portrait I drew for her, and hurried downstairs to a nearby pharmacy to buy safflower oil. Bruises work best!

When I came back and knocked on the door again, I heard her say that the door was unlocked, so I opened the door and went in. Kim was looking at my drawing, saw me coming back, and said with a smile, "Beryl, your drawing is so good, it looks like a photo!"

Kim put down the painting and teased me, "You came to me so early in the morning, what's your intention?"

When I heard Kim's words, my face was hot, and I was still saying sorry.

This time she took off her pajamas, only her underwear was left, lying on the sofa with her back to me, and asked me to apply medicine to her.

I saw her not shy about it at all, and said bravely, "It may hurt a little, bear with it, rub the bruise away, and it will be fine!"

"Hmm!" She responded softly without saying anything.

Kim, who only wore one piece of underwear, completely exposed her figure to my eyes.Her figure is very well-proportioned, without excess fat, and her flesh is very strong. She must be exercising regularly!

I opened the bottle of safflower oil, poured some on my hand, spread it evenly with both hands, and then gently brushed her waist first, I could feel her trembling when my hand touched her waist for a moment.

I exerted a little force and began to rub the bloodstain, but she finally couldn't hold it back and cried out in pain.

"Just bear it!" I kept comforting her, and the strength in my hands became heavier and heavier.Only in this way can the blood stasis dissipate as soon as possible.

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