Nuo Qianjin, one of the reborn future

Sleeping heavily, after Xiao Yinuo woke up in the morning, he decided to go to the study to have a cup of tea first.

"Nonuo~Nonuo~" the little mermaid called happily.

But soon, his eyes were clouded, "Nonuo, your lips!"

Xiao Yinuo was startled, frowned and touched his upper lip, only to find that it was already swollen.

He didn't come here on purpose to show Qiqi, it's just that when he was kissed last night, he didn't feel any pain at all under the tide of emotion.

That kiss was so hot that it almost got out of control, whether it was him or him.No matter how rational Xiao Yinuo is, this body is green and sensitive. After being aroused by that kind of dance, he was so hot that he almost burned for a moment.Casper came to kiss, and the two of them collapsed on the sofa and kissed breathlessly, especially since Casper was still in that almost naked state.

Almost lost control.

Although compared with his striptease skills, Casper's kissing skills are not very good, it can be said that it is much more jerky, but when his tongue came in, Xiao Yinuo couldn't help but kiss back. What kind of expression is it, I only know that the temperature on Casper's body is higher than his, scorching hot.

It's not just him who is in love, but Casper is the same.

In fact, in this day and age, going to bed is no longer something worth caring about, especially when they are still engaged, but Xiao Yinuo still couldn't accept such an intimate relationship for a while, even though his body betrayed him, if it continued at that time, he really Will not refuse, but after the passion, he is likely to regret it.

What's more, he is only 15 years old. In fact, he admits that he has a passion for Casper, but he has not really accepted sex with him from the bottom of his heart.

Especially when the relationship between their allies is getting stronger day by day, this sudden intimacy may break this relationship.

Xiao Yinuo felt that he might have a little affection for Casper, or be attracted by him, but he was definitely not to the point of loving him.

As for Casper, he could sense that he liked him, but love?He was skeptical.

Fortunately, last night, Kasper just kissed him, simply kissed him, kissed him almost suffocating, kissed him as hot as he was.

That kind of ambiguity made him almost have an illusion that they were in love.

Fortunately it was just a kiss.

Then each of them took a cold shower and went to bed. When they lay down, their hearts were still beating violently.

When Xiao Yinuo touched his lips, he felt some pain. The memory of last night suddenly came back, and his face felt a little hot for a while.

Qi Qi, who was lying on the side of the fish tank, had lost his smile, and had a gloomy face and dangerous eyes.

When Xiao Yinuo glanced over, he had already sank to the bottom of the water angrily.

Not in the mood to drink tea, he saw that it was only six o'clock, and he got up an hour earlier than usual, and he didn't know if Casper had woken up, so Xiao Yinuo decided to go to his spiritual training room for a while.

When he turned around and went out, there was a sound of water splashing, and Qiqi was angry.

Xiao Yinuo believed that he would ruin the fish tank into a mess, but he was not worried, because Qiqi would restore everything to its original state in the end.

His mental strength training room is a restricted area. Not only has his cohabitant Casper never stepped in, even Jerry or the living robot have never been allowed to enter.

This is a rather large room, but it is not a square, but a half-moon shape. It is more than ten meters high, with a semi-circular arc on one side, and five to sixty-meter-long floor-to-ceiling windows with the curtains fully drawn on the other side.

It is impossible for such a room to appear in ancient times or in the [-]st century, because its door is at the foot.The flat ground is covered with a snow-white carpet, with only a black piece in the middle. Although it is a carpet of the same texture, the one-meter-square black carpet is actually the door of this room. Come up to the studio.

Xiao Yinuo stood barefoot in the center of the room, hundreds of boxes of unpacked paints, a large piece of freshly ground inkstone, and hundreds of writing brushes of all sizes were lined up in the corner.

The semi-circular wall was snow-white, Xiao Yinuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, those clear blue eyes had turned into a deep blue, just like the shimmering eyes in the depths. seawater.

The two-meter-square inkstone slowly began to rub the ink, and then saw a brush that was as thick as an arm levitate first, dipping the ink lightly.

A drop of ink drips on the snow-white soft carpet. This kind of carpet has the function of automatic absorption and cleaning. No matter what kind of stain it is, it can be cleaned instantly without leaving a trace.

Shake the ink!

Black ink was splashed on the snow-white wall.

Then, one after another, the other dozen or so pens gradually flew up, stained with color, first golden, then purple.

There was no expression on his face, just his feet standing on the white long-haired carpet moved forward and backward sometimes, as if admiring the gradually smeared pictures on the wall.

In huge ink paintings, he painted a starry sky.

Ink painting is not realistic, but freehand, but now Xiao Yinuo's painting skills can draw quite realistic pictures even with a brush.

The starry sky is bright, the velvet-like sky painted black and blue, and then, the person under the starry sky.

Blonde hair shawl, graceful neck, broad shoulders, extremely beautiful waist curve, slender legs under transparent white gauze trousers.

The half-slanted boy didn't even have any parts that shouldn't be exposed. He turned around slightly, as if he was spinning dance steps.

Then, he carefully painted his eyebrows. A slender pen was close to the wall, pointing out his purple eyes that were as bright as stars. At the same time, a black brush was used to trace his flying eyebrows little by little.

Xiao Yinuo's paints are always the best. This purple paint is the most expensive and popular one. Its purple color has fine particles of light, and it doesn't have any smell of paint. A faint fragrance of violets.

But when he wanted to draw his expression and his fingers, Xiao Yinuo frowned, and a dozen pens were suspended in the air, waiting quietly.

Xiao Yinuo waved his hand in dissatisfaction just by writing a pen and drawing out a little color, and the entire wall seemed to float up a layer of thin and soft paper soundlessly. Into the shredder.

carry on.

But a few minutes later, I was dissatisfied again and changed it!

Changed again!

Change again!

……

Xiao Yinuo's current mental power to manipulate the brushes to draw such a huge portrait is of course not very strenuous, but it is not without consumption. Manipulating so many brushes at once requires attention to the details of each brush, so that they can interact with each other. Working without distractions is not an easy task.

Gradually, sweat dripped from the corners of his forehead, he still stepped on the carpet with bare feet, walked a little further, and disposed of a piece of paper.

In the end, it was just pure ink, without any other pigments.

When the inkstone grinds ink, it makes a soft sound.

A black and white picture scroll, the young man with flying hair is smiling contemptuously, but the corners of his eyes and brows are full of temptation, his dancing steps are elegant, and his fingertips seem to have a special magic power.

The simplicity is to the extreme, even the details of the lines are not perfect, but the boy in the painting seems to be walking out of the painting.

Sure enough, the freehand brushwork of ink and wash is often more amazing than realism!

Xiao Yinuo just felt exhausted.

It’s been a long time since he has almost exhausted his mental power by painting like this. He often comes here to paint. It is actually not an easy task to start painting brushes. However, today there are only four or five brushes, and they do not fill the entire scroll. It is just a huge single portrait, and even the background is just a dark night with a few strokes. , do not know why, but so tired.

When Xiao Yinuo descended and carefully flattened the corners of the picture with gloves on, he heard a polite knock on the door——

"Yinuo?"

Xiao Yinuo's mind was still fascinated by the excitement of painting just now, and he answered the door without raising his head: "Come in."

When the door gradually slid open to both sides, he suddenly realized whose voice it was, uh, does he have a second cohabitant in this house?

I only had time to quickly adjust the painting to the back. Thank God, the fully automatic sensor control at this time is really easy to use!

Casper had never been to this room before, but now it was almost nine o'clock, and Xiao Yinuo, who usually appeared in the living room on time at seven o'clock, did not show up today for the first time, and every time he was late, he was nearly two hours late, so he was not tolerated Not wondering if I went too far last night.

In fact, he was already very restrained. The moment he stood up last night, he almost suspected that he was a saint.

Although he doesn't know Xiao Yinuo's character very well, but this person may look gentle and friendly on the surface, or elegant and noble, but in fact he is a calm and indifferent person, and he is so guarded. Now he can finally Going in a little bit, he didn't want to let him fall back to the place where he was originally shut out for the sake of a moment of frantic enthusiasm.

The strange thing is that he was secretly happy for Xiao Yinuo's character of resisting intimacy. In this age, sex is really nothing, but Xiao Yinuo's prudence made Casper believe that he would only accept love. people approach.

However, not without regret.

I don't know when I will have to wait for such an opportunity next time.

After 08:30, Xiao Yinuo still did not show up, so Casper decided to look for it himself.Even in Xiao Yinuo's private space, some parts of Casper can still come and go freely in the permissions he set, but out of respect for Xiao Yinuo's privacy, he didn't come here much.

His fiancé was alone in the studio.

Casper knew that Xiao Yinuo could draw, but he had never seen his paintings, nor had he ever seen him paint.

Out of politeness, of course he wanted to ask outside the door.

His fiancé did not disappoint him, and quickly let him in, and the door opened immediately with voice control.

This was the first time Casper saw Xiao Yinuo's studio, but he never knew that there would be a studio like this.

He thought that in the entire interstellar time and space, there should be no more shocking studio than his fiancé.

This cannot be called a "room" at all, it can only be said to be a place so large that it can almost be called an auditorium. The floor is covered with pure black soft carpets, and the lights shrouded in various transparent lampshades illuminate the whole studio like a painting. daytime.The wall is arc-shaped, and there are large and small writing brushes hanging on the dark blue velvet background. The largest one is as high as three or four people, while the smallest one is as thin as a Ming Su leaf's pole. a fraction.

The brushes of these brushes are without exception painted and engraved with exquisite patterns to the extreme.

None of that surprised Casper, though, and he didn't even have the energy to pay attention to that.

All he saw was the milky white shelves neatly arranged in this studio, and the astonishingly large ink painting scroll on the shelf.

When he first came in, it seemed that a painting was rapidly slipping to the end, so what was presented to him now was a rich and complicated group of flowers.

It should be the peony from the parent planet, right?

The big peonies bloomed gorgeously and gracefully, and the color was so bright that it was unbelievable. Especially when these flowers were placed so big, he seemed to be able to see the veins on the petals.

And his dear fiancé, His Excellency, was standing under the huge peony, with slightly bright red cheeks, staring at him with a pair of blue crystal-like beautiful eyes.

At that moment, Casper felt that he was prettier than that pair of peonies.