Blow

Xia Jue hesitated for a few seconds, but was still determined to do a good job.He jumped off the window sill, turned his back to Ni Jia, and reached out to unbuckle his belt.

Wen Xiao patted his hand off, looked at Ni Jia and frowned: "Sister Jia?"

Ni Jia often hires models, but generally does not paint portraits. In the past, she rarely asked models to be naked.

"Look at what I'm doing. It's just taking off my pants, and I'm not letting you guys be naked." Ni Jia was stared at by him strangely, "Big man, are you so shy?"

Wen Xiao asked, "Have you changed your style?"

"Do I have a fixed style?" Ni Jia asked back, feeling a little funny, "Are you worried...? Is it the first day you met me, or what?"

They are also old acquaintances. When Wen Xiao was in elementary school, Ni Jia also quietly went to the parents' meeting in his class on behalf of Fang Qinxin.And the reason for keeping it quiet is because Ni Jia is a lesbian, and Wen Zhengming is extremely at odds with her.

Therefore, no matter how much Ni Jia showed interest in Xia Jue, Wen Xiao didn't care, but maybe Xia Jue's skin was too fair and beautiful, and Wen Xiao just didn't want him to be seen by others.

There was a rustling movement, a slight sound of metal buttons.Wen Xiao realized that he hadn't noticed that Xia Jue had already loosened his belt and was pulling up his trouser chain.

—He could think about it.

Ni Jia is still waiting.Wen Xiao was a little annoyed, and turned his back to untie his belt.

"It's okay," Xia Jue sensed the low air pressure around her, and comforted him in a low voice, "I'm here to be a model, it's normal to take off my clothes."

"...Have you ever done other models who have to take off their clothes?" Wen Xiao paused.

Xia Jue realized that she had missed something, so she shut up and pretended to be dumb.

Two pairs of jeans, one dark and one shallow, were thrown out of the court.Inside Wen Xiao is a pair of black boxer briefs. His body proportions are very good, his waistline is high, his legs are slender and straight, and his firm and three-dimensional muscle curves are just right, with a very slim leg shape.

Xia Jue was wearing a newly bought white, milky white.His natural hair color is light, brownish, and his legs are light, his lines are tightened, his skin is firm and delicate, his upper and lower legs are slightly thinner than Wen Xiao, and he has a youthful sense of movement.

Wen Xiao pulled down Xia Jue's T-shirt, thinking it would cover it.However, the white T itself was too long, hanging down past her hips. After pulling it over, Xia Jue looked as if she hadn't worn it.

"Come on, one left and one right," Ni Jia instructed them, "Take a look."

The two sat on the window sill back to back, with their long legs hanging and their toes drooping naturally.The cold marble directly touched the skin, and people couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Wen Xiao felt Xia Jue tremble slightly, and then their backs that touched each other became more and more hot.

Ni Jia watched for a while and said, "No."

Without waiting for them to change their positions, Ni Jia continued: "Wen Xiao, what are you wearing?"

Wen Xiao was puzzled, and looked down at the normal hooded sweater on his body: Is there something wrong with what he's wearing?

"Don't be overwhelmed," Ni Jia told him to come down, "You still want to pretend to be tender when you match Xia Jue? Pull it down. Go to the fitting room, you know, there is a long black coat inside, go and change it."

Wen Xiao was accused of "pretending to be tender" for no reason, and was forced to be sent to a fitting room for remodeling. When he came out, he only had a pair of close-fitting black underwear and a long, pure black jacket, the kind of polyester that makes friction noises when walking. Material, open to reveal a strong chest and abdomen.

With this combination, he felt like he was wearing a raincoat naked, which was weird.

However, Ni Jia seemed to have found a space to play all of a sudden, urging him to quickly team up with Xia Jue.

The specific method of "combination" was not mentioned, and this is not what Ni Jia should say.She is not a photographer, nor does she draw human body sketches, and even the final painting may have nothing to do with the model.She invites the model to experience the atmosphere and stimulate inspiration, which requires the model to have a certain talent for expression.

Wen Xiao is closed in terms of expression, but his innate advantages and acquired good self-discipline have created his considerable appearance conditions, which is also a valuable capital.In addition, Xia Jue—Ni Jia found something amazing, that is, Xia Jue's expression is very strong, and that kind of emotional appeal can actually stimulate Wen Xiao. The two of them can spark unprecedented sparks together.

Ni Jia set up a blank drawing board and looked around the arena quietly.Xia Jue lay down on the pure white floor tiles. Because of her posture, the T-shirt on her upper body was pulled up, revealing a flexible waist.

The posture of dying is full of struggle.Wen Xiao, whose black clothes were uncovered, stood beside him, with his feet spread apart, his hands lowered, looking down at him, his face shrouded in an unfathomable shadow.

Ni Jia only glanced at the picture, and the full emotion in the picture has been deeply imprinted in her mind.She closed her eyes and meditated for a full 5 minutes.

When she opened her eyes again, she began to paint: the cliff, the night; the withered human skin, cracked, and the phantom of the white fox rushing out; the black eagle, with huge mountains-like wings, unfolded against the night and hunted.

The black eagle's chest is empty and heartless; the white fox's limbs are scattered with light smoke.At the moment of hunting, it was as if the black eagle caught a living heart, and the white fox gave birth to strong wings.

Ni Jia's painting speed is very fast, and the shape is extremely accurate. After the draft is over, the painting has already taken shape in her heart.

She turned her gaze back to the two of them.They had already changed their looks: Xia Jue was sitting cross-legged in meditation, eyes closed, with a calm expression; Wen Xiao was lying reclined on the ground, like his shadow cast on the ground.

--very good.

Far exceeding Ni Jia's expectations, she never expected Wen Xiao to be able to perform to this extent under the leadership of Xia Jue.

……

Before I knew it, two hours passed.

Ni Jia has piled up a lot of drafts, some of which can be formed, and some have been discarded.At the final settlement, she gave Wen Xiao and Xia Jue two thousand each.

Xia Jue was stunned, he had never done a job with such a high hourly wage.Ni Jia explained to him in only three words: I am happy.

"She has always been like this, paying people according to her mood," Wen Xiao said on the way back, "Don't save her money. Her gallery is very famous, and the benefits are also very good."

Xia Jue still felt it was too exaggerated.The job that Xu Chengkai introduced to him was [-] days, which means that he worked there for seven days on National Day, which was worth two hours in the gallery.

Thinking of Xu Chengkai, he sent a few messages to the other party.

Get home, go into the house.Wen Xiao saw Xia Jue's screen kept lighting up, and several WeChat messages from Xu Chengkai.

"Xu Chengkai has something to do with you?" he asked.

Xia Jue said: "No, if we don't go back for the National Day, we have to tell him."

"Have you signed a guardianship agreement?"

Xia Jue looked suspicious: "What?"

"Nothing." Nothing is fine.Wen Xiao had an assumption in his mind, thinking that Xu Chengkai might object to Xia Jue going to another place to retake the exam.

But since Xia Jue was an adult, even if there was an agreement, it wouldn't be a big problem.Xia Jue is fully capable of making decisions for herself.

Wen Xiao felt relieved, and at the same time felt a little emotional, as if he had just realized the importance of the word "adult".He feels that these two words are not only related to age, but should have more meanings.

Xia Jue went to take a shower when the phone rang in the room.

Wen Xiao saw that the caller ID was Xu Chengkai, so he picked it up for Xia Jue by mistake.

"..." Wen Xiao didn't understand a word of the fast-talking dialect.

He said, "I'm Wen Xiao."

"Wen Xiao?" Xu Chengkai was taken aback, "Where's Little Jade?"

Wen Xiao said, "It's not convenient for him now."

"Why is it inconvenient? Sick? We had a good conversation on WeChat just now, don't lie to me."

"It's not sick, he's taking a bath."

"Bather?" Xu Chengkai raised his voice, "Is he really at your place?"

Wen Xiao responded, "Well, we are in Shanghai now."

"Shanghai! What kind of heart do you have, you just make it difficult for him? Xiaowen, you don't know what the fuck—"

Xu Chengkai stopped in the middle of speaking, it sounded like he was swearing.

Wen Xiao said, "I know. He wants to come, so I'll show him."

Xu Chengkai pointed out: "It's nothing to look at, it's rare for him to go out to play. But it's not good to take people away and not let them come back."

"We're talking straight."

"Okay, let's be honest," Xu Chengkai is not used to detours, "Wen Xiao, I've heard what Li Rui said. I know you're amazing, and your background is unusual, but our Xiaoyu is just an ordinary child, so young, don't push him .”

His tone was pretty good, and it sounded like he really wanted to persuade.

Wen Xiao asked, "Why did I push him?"

"It's boring for you to do this. He said it all, he's going to quit school, he's going to repeat his studies, he's going to take the exam in Beijing and Shanghai—do you dare to say that you didn't teach these things?"

"...No," Wen Xiao said, "This is his own idea."

Xu Chengkai shouted: "Impossible! He never thought of going to the city. His mother just ran to the wolf den and tiger cave in the city and disappeared. How could he have such an idea? And repeat it, and repeat it if you say it? You are amazing! He can take the exam, can he? He finally got into the university, it was all because of burning incense and praying to Buddha, and he put in a lot of effort, what if he doesn’t pass the exam next time? You pay for it?”

These words are completely contrary to Xia Jue's own thoughts.Wen Xiao said: "He can. If he fails the exam, I will pay."

"How do you pay?!"

"He won't pass the exam for a year, I'll accompany him for a year, I'll accompany him, I'll support him," Wen Xiao said, but he didn't think Xia Jue would fail the exam at all, "Is this enough?"

"..." Xu Chengkai was at a loss for words for a moment, and then his tone became vigilant, "Are you really this good? Let me ask you, can you count what you said at the beginning?"

What Xu Chengkai was referring to was simply asking Wen Xiao to promise not to "mess around" with Xia Jue, but Wen Xiao didn't agree at all.

Wen Xiao thought for a while, and finally said, "It's more appropriate for him to talk to you about this matter."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Xu Chengkai's questioning, he hung up the phone.Xu Chengkai called again, but he didn't answer.

Xia Jue came over after taking a shower, her whole body was covered with fragrant heat, she leaned close to Wen Xiao, and kissed him lightly on the face.

"It's your turn." Xia Jue said.

Wen Xiao asked: "What are you going to tell Xu Chengkai about our matter?"

Xia Jue paused for a moment, picked up the phone, and saw a call log and a series of missed calls.

"Sorry, I answered your call." Wen Xiao looked at him.

Xia Jue hurriedly said, "It's okay. Did you tell me?"

Wen Xiao shook his head.

"I'm ready to tell him," Xia Jue sighed, "I can imagine his reaction, probably not very good."

"He cares about your business."

Xia Jue said: "Caring is caring. But what he cares most every day is whether I can fall in love with a girl this day, and whether I can 'clean up' the closet."

Wen Xiao was silent.

"Forget it, I take this back." Xia Jue lay down on the bed, "I don't want to say that about Brother Kai, he really takes care of me. When I used to be reckless, I wore skirts to class, and it was Brother Kai who helped me Round the field. Otherwise, those people can drown me with a little spittle."

"How is he round?"

Xia Jue smiled: "He said I was mentally ill, and he scolded me urgently. It is not illegal for me to kill someone. He scolded me crazy and beat me to death. They will go to jail—isn't it amazing? But still It really works."

Wen Xiao was at a loss, not knowing how to evaluate.

"Let's not talk about that," Xia Jue held his hand, "Go wash it up. I don't want to call back today, I'll talk about it tomorrow, let's go to bed early."

Wen Xiao got up and went to the bathroom.

"Wen Xiao, only you..." Xia Jue said a few more words behind his back, "Only you."

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