This matter, I have the final say

Xu Haodong finished rinsing and went back to the house.I don't know that Fang Zheng sees all his actions.

Fang Zheng hasn't had this urge for a long time. He rarely draws figures, but today he can't help it.It would be a pity not to draw such a beautiful body.

Xu Haodong played with his mobile phone for a while, and saw that it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. He got up and cooked noodles, which were almost cooked. He cracked an egg and cut some bacon, made a bowl of fried noodles, and put an egg soup, one soup per meal He carried it and went upstairs.

Fang Zheng's door was ajar, but Xu Haodong kicked it open.

Fang Zheng was sitting at the table drawing, but suddenly Xu Haodong came in, frantically stuffing the picture book behind his back.

"What are you hiding? Do you really draw little yellow pictures?"

Fang Zheng was very embarrassed and shook his head stubbornly.

"No, no."

"Lie, your ears are red!"

Xu Haodong is funny, there is nothing shameful, just draw it, it's just a little yellow picture, he has seen it in actual combat.

Fang Zheng remained serious, but unfortunately his ears were red, and his lies were accidentally exposed.

"Eat, and continue painting after eating."

"If you have any ideas while drawing, here is this for you."

He also thoughtfully took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and put it beside Fang Zheng.

"Remember to wipe."

"roll!"

Fang Zheng blushed.

Xu Haodong laughed and left.

Fang Zheng jumped out of bed to lock the door, so Xu Haodong couldn't make a surprise attack.

Taking out the picture book, he almost finished this picture. Xu Haodong is naked, with smooth lines from his shoulders to his legs, and beautiful muscles. He is holding a bucket of water and is pouring water. Every drop of water can be seen clearly in detail.

It's hot, and I want to tear it up, but I can't bear it. This is the result of several hours of work.

It was all drawn in the picture book, and he wanted to draw a bigger one.

The background is the side of the stream, the green grass, a hidden scene, turning the well water into a mountain stream, such a man is washing his body, wild, sexy, full of masculine charm.

Thinking of this, I started to support the drawing board and adjust the color.

Inspiration is like the author's inspiration. When it comes, your fingers will itch, and you must draw it to capture this fleeting moment.

Did he not drink when he entered the state of painting? He worked until dawn, and did not go up the mountain as usual. He wanted to paint more. After painting, he would go again.

All kinds of paints and brushes.

Xu Haodong wanted to call Fang Zheng to eat, so he pushed the door, but couldn't open it, and bent over to look through the crack of the door. Fang Zheng was still in his pajamas, wearing a big apron with various paints, and was concentrating on painting.

Don't dare to provoke him, don't bother him at this time.

Hurry and go downstairs quietly, doing housework carefully, not daring to make any noise.Tiptoe with buttocks in between, tiptoe away, bring breakfast from home and put it on the dining table.

When Fang Zheng finishes painting, he will come to eat.

Fang Zheng's retreat lasted for more than a day.Xu Haodong didn't wait for him, and left after eating. He drove to the hospital to see Aunt Cha. Uncle Cha gave him the key to the store, so he couldn't delay the business. If he can come here in a hurry, Xu Haodong can open a shop by himself.

Xu Haodong thought about it, they can't let the old couple sit and eat, they earn as much as they earn.

I bought more than ten water heaters, one for heating hot water, and more than ten thermos pots of hot water, and opened a shop to start a business.

Neighbors from the neighborhood came to drink tea, and asked why Xu Haodong was alone today, where are the uncles and aunts?As soon as Xu Haodong said that he was hospitalized, the neighbors in the neighborhood gave more or less money for today's tea.I feel sorry for the old couple.

Xu Haodong put all the money in Uncle Cha's small box.I closed the store ahead of time and went to the supermarket to buy a lot of things, including quilts, sheets, pillows, rice noodles, grains and oils.

It was still quiet when the door was opened, strange, did you go up the mountain?

Just put this thing in the kitchen, and found that the original breakfast was still there.

"Why is Huahua still on a hunger strike? You're not hungry!"

Xu Haodong became angry, put down his things and went upstairs, just about to slam on the door, bent down to look through the crack of the door, Fang Zheng stood in front of the easel and drew, as if frozen.With big earphones on his ears and focused eyes, it can be seen that he is very excited and his eyes are shining.Standing straight, his back is not bent at all, and his expression is not tired at all.If it hadn't been for a day, Xu Haodong really thought that the time hadn't changed, and he would still watch Fang Zheng through the crack of the door in the morning.

So focused?Can you eat or drink?He is also amazing!

Oh, I understand, when he is not painting, he is very lazy, that is, he is lazy to nourish his energy, once he paints, it is as if he has been beaten with phoenix blood.

All right, who told you to be an artist, if the artist is not strange, then it is strange.

I'm worried that he can't stand it. When did it start?I saw him painting like this in the morning, and my legs didn't hurt after standing for a whole day.

After the painting is finished, it will definitely come out. This is the same as practicing martial arts. When you retreat, when you switch on and off, you are practicing magic.He opens the door and the painting is finished.

There was nothing he could do, and he didn't dare to go in. This was a very sacred and mysterious thing. Xu Haodong was afraid that if he was not careful, he would make Fang Zheng go mad.

Simply put all the meals at the door, he will definitely eat when he is hungry.

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