Little Bastard X Kidnapper

The sketches of the characters are drawn very quickly, within half an hour, but he can't help but add details.

Seniors have longer eyelashes.

Senior's eyes are brighter.

The clavicle of the predecessor is more obvious.

Senpai's lips are softer... feeling.

Xiang Rong continued to enrich his supposedly simple sketch according to his own observation and imagination.But the more I add, the more I feel that it is not enough, and I can't draw Fang Yue's agility.

"Aren't you alright?" Fang Yue finally couldn't help asking.He is also an amateur painter, and he can tell how long it takes to draw a sketch. It has been almost an hour now, and it is not right no matter how he thinks.

Xiang Rong looked at Fang Yue again, and was about to say it was ok, but then noticed that Fang Yue's hair was shiny and beautiful, so he changed his mind and said, "Come on, wait a minute." After speaking, he began to draw the characters in the painting again. hair.

Fang Yue curled her lips and pulled the bed sheet up.To tell the truth, he felt a little cold.It was only after the sun set that he felt the power of the air conditioner in Xiang Rong's house.

After drawing for a while, Xiang Rong finally put down the pen, but his expression was obviously still dissatisfied. He tapped his fingers on his knees and picked up the pen again in agitation to make corrections.

Fang Yue felt that she should seize this opportunity, so she simply put the sheet on her shoulders and stood up: "Is the painting finished? Let me see~"

"Sit back!" Xiang Rong stopped him loudly, Fang Yue was so frightened that he sat back obediently.

Although the two are now in a relationship of threatening and being threatened, Fang Yue has never been particularly afraid of Xiang Rong.Maybe it was because the bright and bright image of the boy when he first joined the company impressed him so much, so now he still often thinks of Xiang Rong at that time, and sighs that it would be great if he always looked like that.Another point is that even though Xiang Rong had a video that Fang Yue didn't want to expose, he forced him to do a lot of things he didn't want to do, but it never hurt him.Not to mention physical injuries, not even abuse or ridicule.Even on the day the video was taken, Fang Yue made some shameless, narcissistic, childish and selfish speeches, but Xiang Rong never expressed any disdain.

That's why I'm so surprised to be caught like this now.

In fact, Xiang Rong didn't want to, but he was afraid that Fang Yue would notice his physical changes when he came over to take a look, so his tone was particularly aggressive in a moment of impatience.He also noticed it just now, and now he is extremely flustered.

Realizing that Fang Yue was frightened by himself, Xiang Rong touched his neck, sighed, and pointed to the door of the studio: "Go and get dressed, I haven't finished painting yet, I'll show you later."

"Oh..." Fang Yue was dubious.He felt that it must be a bad painting, so he became angry because he was embarrassed to let himself see it.Thinking of this, he relieved a lot, but felt that this little bastard was quite thin-skinned.

Seeing that Fang Yue couldn't sit still, and his physical condition didn't seem to last long, Xiang Rong simply continued to paint pretending to be calm while pointing to the studio door with his chin: "Go and change your clothes."

"Ah? But my clothes are here, shouldn't you go out and I'll change them here?" Fang Yue raised a very reasonable question.

Xiang Rong knew this was the truth in his heart, but he still raised his eyes and gave Fang Yue a cold look, and said flatly, "If you don't go out to change, just hang out here."

After saying this, Xiang Rong thought wildly: Change clothes quickly, go quickly, don't freeze, be careful of catching a cold, senior~ Please~

Fang Yue is more considerate of himself than anyone else, it is impossible for him to turn on the air conditioner here.He scolded the little bastard in a low voice, picked up his clothes and took the sheets and walked out of the studio.

While Fang Yue went out to change clothes, Xiang Rong quickly adjusted his physical state.Flipping through the boring painting tutorial book, Xiang Rong suppressed some unsuitable thoughts in his mind.But this is only temporary.

Xiang Rong walked out of the studio and saw that Fang Yue was fully dressed and put on his bag. Before he could open his mouth, he said to Xiang Rong, "You go home. Remember to pick me up tomorrow."

Fang Yue was also going to argue for his right to go home early, but he didn't expect the other party to let go so easily, making him forget what he should say for a moment.He froze for a moment, nodded, and pointed to the door with an oh. "Please decipher the code."

Xiang Rong walked over to enter the password, and when he passed by Fang Yue, he noticed that one of his collar buttons was missing, and his slightly pink collarbone could be seen.Xiang Rong held his breath and pressed his temples, thinking: Senior, please go~ Please~ I'm going to have a penis if I hold on any longer...

Quickly pressed the password, pushed open the door, Xiang Rong took a deep breath: "I will continue to draw tomorrow, and you will be the model."

Fang Yue snorted, walked out of the door, turned her head and pointed at Xiang Rong, and said, "It's better to draw me better! Otherwise——"

"Otherwise?" Xiang Rong leaned against the door with one corner of his mouth turned upside down and asked,

Seeing Xiang Rong's expression, Fang Yue hesitated: "Otherwise...cough... just practice hard." After speaking, she ran away with her arms around her.

Watching Fang Yue's back running away, the smirk on Xiang Rong's face gradually became innocent, and finally he leaned against the door, covered his eyes and smirked for a long time before returning to the room.

Fang Yue, who ran far away, finally slowed down.After calming down, he recalled the action of entering the password to Rong.Just now Xiang Rong was in a hurry to send Fang Yue away, so when he clicked on the password, he didn't pay attention to covering it as usual.However, because of the angle, Fang Yue did not see the specific numbers, but he always felt that the range of finger movement was somewhat familiar, but he rubbed his chin to recall it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out the reason.

In the next few weeks, Fang Yue would be threatened to be Xiang Rong's model every day after get off work. After a long time, he seemed not as shy as he was at the beginning.Because although Xiang Rong sometimes looked at himself strangely, he didn't do anything that made Fang Yue uncomfortable.The only thing that makes him unhappy is that he hasn't seen a portrait of himself until now.

To be reasonable, after working as a free model for so many days, although I don't expect to be paid or anything, it is a reasonable request to see the finished product, right?

Fang Yue could only slander in her heart.

He also asked to see the paintings twice, but Xiang Rong dismissed him with the words "sit down!"

Before Fang Yue had time to see how her beauty was copied onto the drawing paper, the company suddenly became busy. It wasn't any big orders, but 7 or 8 small orders.The departments where Fang Yue and Xiang Rong work are not very staffed, and almost everyone has 1 or 2 jobs to do, so everyone is very busy all of a sudden.However, because the atmosphere in the company is very good, it is not so busy that it is lifeless, but an atmosphere of "painful and happy".Colleagues complained about Party A's weird request, and "compared" with each other, as if it was an honor for their own Party A to be the most weird.

Naturally, Fang Yue also received a work arrangement. He was assigned two projects by himself, and he was very busy at the time. He made an exception and worked overtime twice as he never worked overtime.

"Senior, let's go." Xiang Rong put on his bag and knocked on Fang Yue's table beside him.

Fang Yue stared at the computer screen and continued typing, saying, "I have to work overtime."

Xiang Rong frowned, stepped forward and turned off his computer screen.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Fang Yue watched as the screen went black.His face was reflected in the black screen.Seeing her own face, Fang Yue couldn't help feeling better.

I'm so pretty~

Xiang Rong grabbed the back of Fang Yue's chair, turned the swivel chair towards him, and pressed the armrest.

The tall man looked down at him like this Fang Yue felt the pressure, swallowed subconsciously, and then looked around, hoping to see colleagues who also worked overtime to pass on Xiang Rong's vicious face by the way.

However, no one.

"Don't look, they are all gone. Do you think I will be so careless?" Xiang Rong raised his eyebrows and said.

Fang Yue bit her lip, then sighed, and said weakly, "At least let me keep it for a while?"

"You pack your things, I'll keep them."

After finishing speaking, Xiang Rong pushed away the swivel chair Fang Yue was sitting on, stood in front of the computer and turned on the power of the screen, and began to save half of the work Fang Yue had done.

Fang Yue pursed her lips, put away her things unhurriedly, then grabbed the strap of her shoulder bag and watched Xiang Rong shut down her computer.