After getting rich through books, I step on and renovate Luochang

Que Ning sat on the sofa for a while. Shao Chenfeng brought him a can of iced Coke from the refrigerator. All Coke Sprites are specially prepared for him.

"It will take about four hours today, eat and drink first, so as not to feel uncomfortable later." Shao Chenfeng sat down on the sofa next to Que Ning. He was wearing a beige knitted shirt with the white collar turned out, and his demeanor was quite gentle.Shao Chenfeng is not as handsome and aggressive as Ke Tianlang, he is born with slightly drooping eyes with a melancholy temperament, which dilutes the impact brought by the tall nose bridge, and it is easy to make people feel good.

"Okay." Que Ning has been here many times, and he is no longer so restrained. He took two sips of Coke, and the cold liquid flowed into his stomach, which made people want to sigh.He inexplicably thought of the can of Coke in the Jiangcheng Hotel box that night, which was also cold in temperature, and the young man opposite was holding champagne, and happily pulled him to taste a whole table of delicacies from mountains and seas.

Que Ning didn't dare to drink too much, and she couldn't move until the end of the model, it would be bad if she wanted to go to the toilet again.

Shao Chenfeng looked at Que Ning from the side, with gentle eyes. His hands and fingers were leaning against each other. His fingers were long and slender, and there were traces of paint between his nails. These were the hands of an artist.

Many paintings were born here, and they are called works of art, bringing money and fame to Shao Chenfeng. He is only 27 years old, and he is already well-known in the circle.

This is a part-time job that Que Ning found four months ago. At that time, he felt that there were very few classes in the senior year, and the work of the waiter was only in the afternoon and evening, and there were four days off every month, so he wondered if he could find another job. a job.Accidentally, he found a post by Shao Chenfeng on the recruitment forum. In the post, the requirements for the model's body were very strict, but the commission was very high. After careful consideration, Que Ning felt that he should be able to do it, so he contacted him .

The two made an appointment at Shao Chenfeng’s home—that’s where they met for the first time. After seeing Que Ning, the young artist immediately understood that this was the model he had always wanted. He made up his mind on the spot, and then the two chatted again After doing something else, I accidentally discovered that Shao Chenfeng was still Que Ning's senior.

With this relationship, everything seemed to be a little warmer, so Quining successfully got another job. He only needs to come over once a week on Sunday afternoon, stand or sit for a few hours, and he can get a job. Not a small income.

"Okay." Que Ning was almost relieved, he put the Coke on the coffee table, and said embarrassedly, "I'm already late, and I have been delayed for such a long time...Aren't you in the studio today?"

He saw the drawing board propped aside, thinking that he might borrow a scene in the living room.

Shao Chenfeng's answer also confirmed his guess: "Yes, this time I'm going to draw side lying, on the sofa."

"That would be much easier." Que Ning smiled. It was May and the weather was still a bit cold. He took off his thin coat, and unbuttoned the short-sleeved shirt inside one by one, revealing a close-fitting black sports vest .

This is Shao Chenfeng's request. He wanted a model because he wanted to better depict the curves of human muscles. This was agreed upon when we met for the first time. Of course Que Ning has no objection, and he is not completely naked. He is a boy. Do you still have to worry about being taken advantage of?

Que Ning looks slender but not without any flesh. His arms are very tight, his chest is not flat enough to see the bones under his ribs, his waist and abdomen are even slightly sensual, and his skin is so white against the black material. Simply shiny.

I just don't know if it will be as soft to the touch as it looks.

Shao Chenfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze passed over Que Ning's back waist calmly, and he quickly recovered his gentle appearance, and said: "Lie down on your side facing the inside, just choose a comfortable position. "

Que Ning took off his shoes and socks, lay face down on the sofa, moved and finally stopped, Shao Chenfeng set up the drawing board, he had already packed things in advance, just waiting for today's protagonist to arrive.

"It's beautiful." Shao Chenfeng sat in front of the drawing board. He stared at Que Ning, who was facing away from him. His eyes looked down from the back of his neck, which was partially covered by black hair, and glanced at the shoulder blades and spine. The waistband of the jeans is a little down, so the two dimples under the thin fabric are displayed in front of the painter's eyes.

Shao Chenfeng was startled, this was the first time he saw this part of Que Ning, and then there was a flash of enthusiasm in his eyes, and he said: "Qe Ning, do you know that you have a waist?"

"What?" Que Ning reached out and touched his lower back, realized what Shao Chenfeng was referring to, and said, "Here? It seems to have suddenly appeared one day. Is there anything special about it?"

"The waist dimple is also called the holy vortex by estheticians. It is one of the symbols of the most ideal mannequins. Generally, it is only possible for young women with a well-proportioned fat and thin body and a well-proportioned body. It is even rarer for men." Shao Chenfeng suddenly After a pause, he whispered, "You must be a gift from Muse."

Shao Chenfeng would often praise Que Ning like this, as if he was not stingy with using all the good words to describe him. At the beginning, Que Ning was so ashamed that he wanted to find a place to hide. After a long time, he gradually got used to it and felt that Probably Shao Chenfeng's style is like this, although he also feels shy, but at most the tips of his ears are a little red, so he won't overreact too much.

It's the same this time, Que Ning turned his back to Shao Chenfeng and didn't need to disguise his expression. He stuck out his tongue a little bit unbearably, but still took into account the atmosphere in the living room, and continued, "Well, I haven't paid attention to this problem before. .”

Shao Chenfeng took a deep breath silently, forcibly suppressed the surging enthusiasm in his heart, and picked up the paintbrush.

The sofa was very comfortable, and Que Ning could not do anything while lying down. For a while, only his own breathing and the slight sound of Shao Chenfeng taking and putting away the painting utensils were in his ears, and soon he felt drowsy.Que Ning squinted her eyes, she had been a model here for four months, they were already familiar with each other, Shao Chenfeng was gentle and took good care of him, so he could relax completely.

It is rare to have such a relaxing moment, Que Ning's consciousness gradually blurred, and the moment he felt a slight touch on his shoulder, he opened his eyes, only to find that the sky had already darkened.

Que Ning turned his head, and Shao Chenfeng was squatting by the sofa, with one hand on his shoulder, and the paint between his fingers was still stained with paint that he hadn't had time to wash off.

His eyes were a little strange, obscure in the dark sky, Que Ning thought that he had just woke up and made a mistake, so he didn't think much about it.

"Did I fall asleep?" Que Ning propped himself up and sat up, seeing that the drawing board was covered by the canvas, he knew it was over.

"It's okay, just finished it." Shao Chenfeng didn't seem to expect Que Ning to be so sensitive, so he had to withdraw his hand, he stood up, and smiled softly, "Let's stop here today, hard work."

"I'm really embarrassed to say that." Que Ning put on his shoes and socks, and buttoned his shirt one by one. He didn't know if he moved around when he fell asleep, and he didn't know how Shao Chenfeng painted.The drawing board on one side has been covered as before, and the content on it cannot be seen. Although he is curious, the work has been done, so it is better not to ask unnecessary questions.

Shao Chenfeng asked him to take the unfinished can of Coke, and said goodbye to the other party. Que Ning finished today's part-time job. He sat on the bus home, drank his drink, and looked out the window.At the beginning of the night, it was the evening rush hour, and the bus was driving slowly in the traffic flow of different colors. Suddenly, Quining saw a red Cayenne.

He immediately straightened up and approached the window. The red Cayenne was behind the vehicle in front, almost level with the bus. The window of the co-pilot was open. From the angle of Quining, he could just see the cell phone on the seat, and a Hands only on the gear lever.

When the next stop arrived, the bus drove into the dedicated lane and staggered away from the Cayenne. Que Ning saw the conspicuous red color turning left at the intersection ahead, and that direction was the wealthy area of ​​Jiangcheng.

Like two worlds parting ways after a brief encounter.