Painting Tang

To tell a joke, Mu Jingchen thought he could bear it (no

Feeling something sticking to him like a branding iron, Yu Tang in a trance didn't know if he really didn't realize what it was, only to see that his ears and cheeks were dyed a hazy crimson color, and he spoke with a mute voice. He hit Mu Jingchen's shoulder with his forehead:

"You hurt me."

"..."

Before Yu Tang fiddled with his hands, Mu Jingchen tightly grabbed his wrist to stop his next move. Unexpectedly, Yu Tang, whose wrist was pinched, complained aggrievedly first,

"It hurts to pinch..."

Mu Jingchen's throat was so tight that he was facing Chujie, and Mu Jialin was proud. At this time, he would rather be one of those barbarians in the mountain den who don't need to follow the rules and reason, and don't have to be teased to such a degree Restraint is required.

"Then let me let go, and you don't move."

Seeing Yu Tang who was about to slip into his arms, Mu Jingchen reluctantly let go of his hands. When Yu Tang heard this, he nodded and murmured twice, and stared obediently at Mu Jingchen.

Mu Jingchen knew that even if he was really a savage and reckless mountain bandit, seeing Yu Tang like this, he still had to restrain his inner urge - he couldn't bear and didn't want to take advantage of Yu Tang's unconsciousness.

"Mu Jingchen, is today my birthday?"

Yu Tang had nowhere to put his hands, so he put them on Mu Jingchen's shoulders.

Mu Jingchen nodded like coaxing a child, and asked him with a smile, "The birthday cake at noon is not delicious enough?"

"Delicious - I haven't had a birthday cake since I was 13..."

Yu Tang thought for a while, then lightly rubbed her head against Mu Jingchen's neck,

"Thank you."

At the age of 13, it was the year when Yu Zhenglou died on the way out to make commercial tickets. The prosperity and dreams of the entire Yu family were like the candle that Yu Tang blew out, turning into scattered fire in an instant.Then Yu Mian fell ill, and the two brothers went from being starved of food to barely making ends meet. Every year, their birthdays were extremely simple, and they just gave each other an extra poached egg.

Mu Jingchen's heart moved, he pressed Yu Tang's waist, and wrapped his other hand around the back of Yu Tang's head. His soft and slightly curly hair was like the moist grass in the early spring, burying his knuckles smoothly.

"But it's my birthday today...so why are we here?"

Yu Tang tilted his head in great distress, and did not resist Mu Jingchen's approaching more and more intimately, he only cared about why they stayed in this studio:

"I remembered...you want me to be your model."

Yu Tang finally remembered the big thing that he hadn't done today, he was stunned for two seconds, and then began to unbutton his collar——obviously, there are words related to "model" in his drunken mind Only "undress".

Mu Jingchen was almost itching his teeth.

How much effort did he have to maintain his sanity to allow Yutang to undress himself in front of him, and the clumsy little Haitang couldn't unbutton her buttons again and again because of dizziness, and was annoyed Grabbing his hand begging him for help.

"Yutang."

Mu Jingchen called him, his voice was hoarse, with a bit of ruthlessness that could not be easily detected due to extreme restraint.

"Huh?... Mmm!"

Before Yu Tang could respond, she suddenly felt a pain in her neck, and then that warm and itchy touch stretched all the way from her neck to her collarbone, which was almost exactly the same as his groping on Mu Jingchen's body.

"Itchy, so itchy...Mu Jingchen..."

Yu Tang trembled uncontrollably, and wanted to push back, but was held even tighter by Mu Jingchen, and Mu Jingchen bit his shoulders with half of the neckline that he had taken off, and his cold skin was covered in joints because of this. A little bit of flower-like red.

"Next time, don't take off your clothes on your own initiative."

The tip of her teeth deliberately rubbed against Yu Tang's ticklish shoulders. Yu Tang was bitten soft and itchy by Mu Jingchen. For a while, she couldn't tell whether it was a kiss or a bite.

"But, but to be a nude model, you have to take off your clothes... Ugh!"

Mu Jingchen bit down hard on his neck, leaving a circle of red tooth marks. No matter how hard he endured now, the force of this bite was so hard, the pain made Yu Tang tremble with aggrieved eyes, tears in his eyes Wang Wang Road,

"And, isn't this in front of you... There is only you here."

"Not even in front of me."

Mu Jingchen didn't let go, even pushed aside the clothes that were scribbled on Yu Tang's body, and kissed down Yu Tang's collarbone, but beyond the moment, he clicked and stopped in front of his chest.

"Why are you being unreasonable..."

Without any clothes to cover her, the draft wind touched Yu Tang's bare skin with a coolness, and Mu Jingchen's kiss was soft, Yu Tang could only tense her spine, lean her neck and pant.

"Do you want me to paint on you?"

Seeing that he was being bullied to the point of tears, Mu Jingchen was finally willing to raise his head. How could Yutang bear his bright eyes that expressed his desire, so he could only lower his head in shame, and replied in a low voice,

"This is what I agreed with you...whether I want it or not, you still want to draw it."

"That's what you want?"

Mu Jingchen laughed, and at some point there was already a soft brush in his hand, and he tapped lightly on the place Yu Tang was most afraid of being touched by him, and Yu Tang would bow involuntarily.

"You are too ticklish in front of me, you will cry if I can't finish painting,"

Mu Jingchen patted the top of Yutang's head reassuringly as he said, "Turn around and lie down, I'll draw on your back."

Yu Tang, who wants to be more obedient and more obedient, nodded and turned around by herself, obediently bent down in front of the table, revealing her soft waist.

"Mu, Mu Jingchen, remember to be heavier...it's really itchy if it's too light."

Yu Tang exhorted worriedly.

Mu Jingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was the first time someone thought that Young Master Mu was not strong enough, did his little Haitang know, if he was really ruthless, this thin body like a flower branch might not be able to bear it at all.

When the first stroke fell, because the ink was soaked in the coolness of the evening wind, Yu Tang let out a muffled hum. Mu Jingchen could only close his eyes to calm his mind—he originally wanted to divert his attention by painting. of.

"Yu Tang, you just said that you haven't eaten a birthday cake since you were 13,"

"Ok?"

Yu Tang lay lazily in front of him, about to fall asleep due to the dizziness brought on by drunkenness,

"Who bought you the cake before that?"

Mu Jingchen's tone was gentle, but Yu Tang was suddenly taken aback—according to the forged information that Mu Jingchen could find, he and Yu Mian should be a pair of orphans who grew up without a father and a mother. How could anyone prepare birthdays for them? cake?

"What 13 years old...?"

Yu Tang pretended to be even more drunk, coquettishly coquettish with Mu Jingchen in order to get away with it, Mu Jingchen still had a smile on his face, and even kissed him on the back more tenderly.

"It's okay, I heard wrong."

Mu Jingchen said lightly, and with one stroke, he touched half of the bright and dazzling flowers on Yutang's back.

He still can't touch Xiao Haitang tonight.

Mu Jingchen thought to himself, at least until Yu Tang was willing to open up to him before he was qualified to touch him.