After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

Seeing Jing Yu lowered his head and unbuttoned the two collar buttons, Lin Luo hurriedly pressed his hand.

The man looked up at him.

Lin Luo said: "You, you sleep naked, how can I sleep?"

"I sleep naked, why can't you sleep?" Jing Yu asked with a smile.

"..." Lin Luo angrily wanted to take off her pajamas, "Then I'll sleep naked too, I'll see how you sleep."

As Lin Luo spoke, he began to unbutton his pajamas.

After unbuttoning four buttons in a row, it was almost finished. From the corner of her eyes, Lin Luo suddenly noticed that the man did not continue to undress, but kept looking at him.

Lin Luo looked up: "Look at me, don't you want to sleep naked, take it off."

"I'll see who of us can't bear it first."

Jing Yu leaned over with a smile, pinched the back of Lin Luo's head and kissed his lips.

"Teasing you."

"Don't take it off."

Jing Yu doesn't think he is an upright gentleman, at least he can't be honest with his lover and do nothing.

He couldn't do that kind of Liu Xiahui's behavior.

He pinched Lin Luo's skirt to coax him: "Button your clothes, don't touch me."

Hearing what he said, Lin Luo became rebellious.

"I won't button it." Not only did Lin Luo not button it, but he continued to unbutton the last button left.

Jing Yu held his hand.

Lin Luo struggled, but didn't break free.

"Who said you were going to sleep naked just now?" Lin Luo teased.

Jing Yu stopped talking.

"Huh?" Lin Luo said with a smile, "Aren't you scared now?"

The two were very close, and the night was very quiet. There were only the two of them in the room. They had just taken a shower, and they had a faint fragrance of shower gel on their bodies.

The same scent tangled together.

Such an environment can easily make people overheated.

Jing Yu's gaze was glued to Lin Luo's face.

There is a candy-like viscous and sweet smell in the air.

Hormones prompted Jing Yu's gaze to move down, past Lin Luo's lips, and down the open collar.

The collarbone, chest, ribs, abdomen... every inch of the boy's skin was clearly visible under the bright light.

In fact, they are lovers.

Can do anything?

But this was not the right time, not to mention that he thought Lin Luo might not be ready yet.

However, you have to charge some interest first.

Under such sizing, Lin Luo became nervous.

He held his breath involuntarily.

The chest rises and falls slightly with the breath.

"Jing Yu."

Lin Luo swallowed, leaned over, wrapped his right hand around the man's neck, and held the man's hand with his left hand to put it on his body.

The man's palm was very hot, and it was almost hot against his skin.

His heart was pounding in Lin Luo's chest.

His voice tightened: "Well, it's not impossible to do anything..."

Such a straightforward invitation made Jing Yu breathe heavily.

His eyes dimmed, and he held Lin Luo's hand behind his back and pressed down.

Touching the scorching temperature, Lin Luo was slightly surprised: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Yu blocked his lips.

The man turned over and pressed him down to kiss him, his movements seemed a little impatient.

Lin Luo responded to him enthusiastically.

His kissing skills are not as green as before.

There was a rustling sound from the rubbing of the cloth, which was particularly ambiguous in the quiet night, accompanied by the subtle sound of water.

After a long time, Jing Yu panted and let him go.

Staring at the slightly confused eyes of the young man, the man held Lin Luo's hand and whispered:

"Help me, huh?"

"This should be it?"

There was a surge of enthusiasm on his face, Lin Luo's ears were red, and he stammered and nodded:

"Yes, yes."

I have been single for so many years, I can't do anything else, but I can still do this, but the technology may not be particularly good.

But enough.

For Jing Yu, it was Lin Luo who was doing this for him, which gave him more satisfaction than any other stimulus.

Jing Yu reached out and turned off the light.

The room darkened, and the room was pitch black.

They can't see each other, they can only feel each other's temperature through their lips and fingers, and listen to each other's breathing with their ears.

This feeling is novel and exciting.

Lin Luo raised his head and kissed the man's Adam's apple, then opened his mouth and bit it, grinding his teeth.

"You help me too," he whispered.

In fact, Lin Luo had already reacted.

He is a normal adult man, it's strange that he didn't respond.

A man's low smile came from his ear.

They kissed and comforted each other.

Because Feng Juan was still next door, both parties were worried and tried their best not to make a sound or make too much noise.

When it was over, both of them were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Although it was winter, the air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the two of them were too excited, so it was inevitable that it would be hot.

Wiping it up with a tissue, Lin Luo hugged the man's waist contentedly, and shrank into his arms.

Although this made him look like a girl, Lin Luo just wanted to get closer to Jing Yu.

His cheeks were still red, he rubbed Jing Yu's chin, raised his head and said with a smile:

"If my mother wasn't next door, I'd have done you tonight."

"Who will do who?" Jing Yu pinched Lin Luo's face.

The young man's face is full of collagen, his cheeks are soft, his skin is smooth and elastic, and it feels good when pinched.

Lin Luo patted his hand away and hummed softly:

"The point is not who should do it, but the process of doing it!"

Jing Yu responded with a smile.

He likes Lin Luo's frankness and generosity, or he likes everything about Lin Luo.

In his eyes, there is nothing wrong with Nuonuo.

After making out, Lin Luo wasn't sleepy. He rubbed the tip of his nose and whispered to the man:

"Are you bored watching me draw?"

"I didn't expect that it would take so long to paint one painting."

Lin Luo still remembered his ex-girlfriend, who broke up with him because he was painting all day long and had no time to accompany her.

Lin Luo didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

That ex-girlfriend doesn't matter, but Jing Yu does.

He didn't want to break up with Jing Yu.

"Not boring." Jing Yu stroked the boy's temples with his fingers.

"It's very interesting to watch you paint. If I don't have time, I would like to continue to watch you finish this painting."

"Really?" Lin Luo couldn't believe it, the corners of his lips curled up and down, suspecting that Jing Yu was just trying to make him happy.

"Of course it's true." Jing Yu said with a smile, "When have I lied to you?"

Not that.

Lin Luo was satisfied, and said again: "If you really want to see my painting, you will have a chance to watch it in the future."

"Well, go to sleep." Jing Yu rubbed the boy's hair.

The two slept together.

After breakfast the next morning, Jing Yu sent Lin Luo to school.

The students in the oil painting department were a little surprised when they saw it.

After school yesterday, Jing Yu picked up Lin Luo, and this morning Jing Yu brought Lin Luo back again. Could it be that the two stayed together last night?

Few people in the oil painting department had heard that Lin Luo was one of the painters supported by Jing Yu.

But no one said that the relationship between the two of them is so good. Jing Yu picked them up in person. This is not an ordinary relationship, at least they have to be very good friends.

After all, as the CEO of a listed company, Jing Yu is very busy at work, how can he have time to spend time with an unimportant person?

The students speculated about the relationship between the two of them, but Lin Luo didn't care, he never cared about these things.

However, before the final exam, Lin Luo finally finished the painting for Feng Juan.

A painting can never be finished, the so-called completion is just that the artist himself thinks the work is good.

Lin Luo took this "Mother" and placed Geng Yun as agreed.

Geng Yun invites him to his home.

Geng Yun still attaches great importance to the students he is optimistic about, who have been painting day and night for more than a month.

But what Geng Yun didn't expect was that Lin Luo's works would be even better than he imagined!

When Lin Luo anxiously showed "Mother" to Geng Yun, Geng Yun was stunned.

It was really hard for him to imagine that such a work was drawn by a student who had only been exposed to oil painting for a year or two—Geng Yun knew that Lin Luo was not an art student.

As a top domestic oil painting master who also enjoys a certain reputation internationally, Geng Yun can naturally see how outstanding Lin Luo's work is.

Both technically and emotionally, they are at the top level in the world.

Geng Yun's hands trembled.

This may be the peerless genius.

It is true that many of the real masters in history became famous very early, and painted masterpieces handed down from generation to generation when they were in their twenties.

Why can't Lin Nuo do it?

Geng Yun thought excitedly, when he defied all opinions and chose Lin Luo as the No.1 freshman of this year, recruiting him was probably the most correct thing he did in his life.

Geng Yun couldn't help thinking of Lin Luo again.

Back then, Lin Luo didn't have such an opportunity.

He is an ordinary second-year student, unable to enter the United States, and only studied with him for a few days.

And Lin Nuo has such an opportunity.

Geng Yun even feels that Gome's teaching is restraining him now.

He decided to discuss with other teachers in the college and rearrange Lin Luo's teaching, so that it was different from others.

Seeing that Geng Yun didn't speak for a long time, Lin Luo felt a little strange.

He himself is very confident in this painting, but showing it to Geng Yun is equivalent to handing in homework for the teacher to correct, and he will feel nervous to some extent.

Especially since Geng Yun didn't speak for a long time.

Lin Luo said cautiously: "Teacher? What's wrong with you, if you have any opinions, you can speak up."

As soon as Geng Yun grasped Lin Luo's hand, tears filled his eyes:

"Nuo Nuo, promise me, you must insist on drawing, please, you must work hard, no matter what others say."

"Keep drawing."

"You will definitely become a world-class master."

This is the vision of Geng Yun as a master of oil painting.

Hua Shijie, Jing Yu and the others could see that Lin Luo was talented and could draw well, but his vision was not as sharp as Geng Yun's.

Lin Luo was taken aback, and nodded repeatedly: "I will, teacher."

He has been painting all his life, and he will continue to paint in this lifetime.

Painting is a career that he wants to pursue forever, it is also his hobby, it is his everything, and it is the meaning of his existence.

"I love to draw," he said, "and will always do."

He answered Geng Yun like this in the previous life, and it is the same in this life.

He is still that Lin Luo.

After getting through the initial excitement, Geng Yun gradually calmed down. Regarding Lin Luo's painting, he had nothing to point out, nor could he point out.

"In a few days, I have a student art exhibition. Do you want to take this painting to the exhibition?"

Geng Yun also takes graduate students, and he will personally fund and hold art exhibitions for his students, but he has never exhibited undergraduate students' works in art exhibitions.

After all, with the name of Geng Yun, all the students who have exhibited in the art exhibition can sell their works at a good price.

This is also a way to increase the reputation of the students.

Geng Yun wanted to help Lin Luo gain his fame.

With Lin Luo's level, he shouldn't be as unknown as he is now.