Xiangshuai is coming to the painting!

Yuan Ye had already finished painting at this time, so he happily accepted the bank note, "This way please, Qian Yu is waiting for you!"

Fragrance slowly rises from the censer, and the room is silent. Qian Yuxiang sits on the bed with half-exposed shoulders, with a charming and seductive posture.

Yuan Ye stood at the front of the table and sketched with a pen, and the provocative beauty gradually took shape at the end of the pen.

Originally, work was supposed to be over half an hour ago, but Yuan Yezheng was so fascinated by the painting that he didn't feel the passage of time at all, and he didn't realize it until the sky became dark.

He smiled and said, "Okay, you are tired after posing for so long, so let's stop here today."

Qian Yu rolled up his clothes and said, "Thank you sir."

There was a knock on the door from the outer room, Qian Yu said: "Father may come to treat you to dinner, I will open the door."

Yuan Ye nodded, then packed the painting tools, put the painting box on his back and walked out of the inner room, and saw Qian Yu talking to a man, not a bustard, but a rich man, ordinary-looking, but holding a folding fan and arty, with a sallow complexion and drooping eyes , obviously an overindulgence.

He was flirting with Qian Yu, Qian Yu was a little embarrassed seeing Yuan Ye coming out, and before he could speak, Yang Huai who was on the side saw Yuan Ye's eyes light up, and said with a frivolous smile: "Is this a newcomer in your building? I used to Why haven't you seen it?"

Qian Yu was afraid that Yuan Ye would be annoyed, so he hurriedly explained: "Mr. is not from the building."

Yuan Ye didn't bother to talk to such people, and just said goodbye to Qian Yu: "I'll go first."

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Yang Huai, and he said with a smile: "It's not from the building. I think you look like a scholar. Why don't you study at home and come here instead?" As he said, he used his folding fan to hook Yuan Ye's jaw.

Yuan Ye was stunned.After so long in the brothel, this was the first time he encountered someone molesting him!

What is this weird novelty going on ╮(╯▽╰)╭

choked on saliva

Yang Huai smiled with the corners of his mouth crooked, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He probably wanted to give an evil and domineering effect, but because his appearance couldn't keep up, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes turned this expression into a sinister and wretched expression.

Yuan Ye blinked his poisoned eyes, took a step back, "My lord, please respect yourself."

Yang Huai bullied him stubbornly, and wanted to reach out to touch Yuan Ye's face, and said with a smile: "Self-respect? You said this to me in this kind of place?"

Qian Yu couldn't afford to offend Yang Huai, but he couldn't let Yuan Ye suffer from him. Seeing that Yang Huai's hand was about to fall on Yuan Ye's face, he hurriedly stuffed his hand into Yang Huai's hand, smiled charmingly, and said angrily : "Young master, you haven't come for so long, and you don't want to look at the slave's house when you come. You just care about other people. Don't you like the slave's house?"

"How is it possible." Yang Huai caressed Qian Yu's tender little hand, but his eyes still lingered on Yuan Ye's face.

Yuan Ye was annoyed by his undisguised eyes, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, walked around him and walked out the door.

Yang Huai smiled behind him: "You don't look like you are here to have fun, why, come here to sell yourself? Why don't you go with the master..."

He went to pull the original leaf, but his hand suddenly felt a pain, and he withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"What's going on?!" He looked around hesitantly, and stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Ye again, but he heard a gentle male voice, "If I were you, I would definitely not continue."

A handsome man appeared not far away at some point, his slender legs crossed each other, and he leaned on the railing with his arms crossed.There was a charming smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were not so friendly when he looked at this side, like a sharp sword, he fixed Yang Huai's movements in place.

Yang Huai seemed a little annoyed at his momentary timidity. Although he felt that Chu Liuxiang was extraordinary, he still bite the bullet and said, "Which onion are you? Do you know who my father is?"

Is this the ancient version of "My dad is Li Gang"?Yuan Ye asked Qian Yu, "Who is his father?"

Qian Yu said in a low voice: "The Minister of the Household Department of the court, now he has retired and returned to his hometown to live in the city."

Yang Huai's identity was revealed by Qian Yu, his back straightened a little, and he waited triumphantly for Chu Liuxiang to give him an apology.

No matter how awesome Yang Huai's old man is, Chu Liuxiang has no reason to buy it. He didn't seem to hear it, but just stared at Yuan Ye and smiled: "I didn't keep an eye on you for a moment, why did this happen?"

Jiong Yuan Ye, this plot is quite similar to the classic play where the hero saves the beauty. As the rescued "beauty", he doesn't feel the slightest admiration for the hero.The embarrassing thing of being molested was actually seen by the protagonist...

He glared at Yang Huai fiercely, really wanted to slap him against the wall, and couldn't even slap him off.

Yang Huai was not annoyed when he stared at him, and automatically made up his gaze into a coquettish and angry look after hearing his background.

He looked at Chu Liuxiang proudly, "No matter who you are, get the hell out of me now, I fall in love with this young master, how can I get your beak!"

Love, investment, intention, cooperation?Chu Liuxiang's eyes clearly asked Yuan Ye: When did your taste get so bad?

Yuan Ye: "..."

Yang Huai smiled and wanted to hug Yuan Ye, but Yuan Ye couldn't stand it and avoided, "You have a sick mind..."

Before the words fell, Yang Huai's laughter suddenly became louder and louder, he kept laughing, holding his stomach and trembling uncontrollably, as if he had never laughed in his life, but his face was very strange, the next moment, his facial features suddenly distorted After a while, as if he had suffered some pain, he coughed violently, and finally he couldn't catch his breath, his face flushed red, and he fell to the ground.

Yuan Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, what kind of divine development is this, could it be that he has evolved to the point where he can kill people invisible with his thoughts?

Trembling, Qian Yu stretched out his hand to test Yang Huai's breathing, and found that he just fainted, let out a breath, and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with him?"

Yuan Ye: "Probably... choking on saliva?"

"...Ah?" Qian Yu hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm going to find daddy. Sir, you should go back first, Mr. Yang's identity is a bit troublesome, so it's not easy to mess with."

Yuan Ye smiled at him appreciatively.

Back in the room, Yuan Ye looked at Chu Liuxiang clearly, "What did you do?"

Chu Liuxiang spread his hands, quite innocently, "I just saw him laughing so happily, so I helped him click the laughing acupoint."

"that's it?"

"Then I was afraid that he would have cramp from laughing, so I ordered pain points for him by the way." Chu Liuxiang continued.

Yuan Ye: "Well done!"

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help pinching his face, "Why didn't I realize that you are so good at attracting bees and butterflies?"

Yuan Ye had a [beep——] expression on his face, "Do you think he is a bee or a butterfly?"

Chu Liuxiang thought for a while and said, "Hornet?"

"..." Yuan Ye: "But it's quite appropriate for you to compare me to a flower."

"how?"

Yuan Ye: "It's inserted in that."

Chu Liuxiang: "..."

He squinted his eyes, and his lowered voice was dangerous, "Do you know what I want to do most now?"

Yuan Ye took a step back, "Hehehe."

Chu Liuxiang sighed: "I don't know who [beep——] who..."

Yuan Ye: "...Rogue!"

Yuan Ye discovered that men really have one thing in common, what they can't get is the best, the more Zhu Xi doesn't let him paint, the more itchy he feels, Zhu Xi almost becomes the blood of a fly in his heart.

It must have been infected by Hu Tiehua!

While spurning herself, Yuan Ye looked for various opportunities to "encounter" with Zhu Xi, there was no other way, if she didn't make a move, she would be taken away.

But Zhu Xi is really a master who doesn't eat hard and soft, and doesn't eat oil and salt. Yuan Ye almost hugged his thigh and shouted: "Let me draw", he didn't even give Yuan Ye a smile.

Chu Liuxiang simply out of sight, Ren Yuanye walked around Zhu Xi for a day, ready to wait for Zhu Xi to leave the building, Yuan Ye asked him to complain, but before Zhu Xi was picked up, Yuan Ye turned to him gone.

——I went out to buy some paint, but I never came back.

Chu Liuxiang regretted it to death, he and Yuan Ye were so angry that they didn't follow the street, it was a good time, and lost their little shou.

The scene of Yuan Ye being wrapped in a sack and sinking into the river automatically appeared in his mind, and Chu Liuxiang was about to groan.

As for the original leaf, it is still intact for the time being, but it may not be so after a while.

He bought paint and went back to Nanfeng Building, passing by an alley, he was knocked out with a sap, and he woke up lying in a magnificent room.

"you're awake."

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yuan Ye heard the painful body of the ancient dragon, and what made him even more painful was the smiling Yang Huai standing beside him.

Yuan Ye rubbed the back of his head that was faintly aching, and looked at Yang Huai vigilantly, "Why are you? Why are you arresting me?"

In the past, Yuan Ye often encountered this scene in novels and TV dramas. Every time, he would despise the IQ of the interrogator. It is obvious that the arrester could not have bought you tea. As a result, the feng shui took turns. Today he actually experienced it himself. a handful.

Yang Huai smiled maliciously, "What do you think I'm arresting you for?"

No matter how Yuan Ye heard it, he felt that the conversation was very familiar, and automatically called out an expression that made me feel scared, "What are you doing? Don't come here, I will call you if you come again!"

Yang Huai laughed cooperatively, "Scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will come to save you!"

Yuan Ye: "..."Σ(|||▽|||)

One Brick Hero Saves the Beauty

Yang Huai was still holding his pretentious fan in his hand. It was quite cold at night, and he still had to shake it to and fro, feeling very good about himself, "Look, this is the room I prepared for you, how about it?"

There are a lot of gold and silver decorations in this room, and the Duobao Pavilion is full of treasures such as porcelain and jade, which are dazzling in various colors, and an aura of nouveau riche blows towards one's face.

Yuan Ye twitched the corners of her mouth, "Very, very good."

Yang Huai said proudly: "As long as you follow the master, you will definitely be popular and spicy in the future, and you will never end up enjoying the glory and wealth."

Yuan Ye also fantasized about finding a rich woman to take care of him.