After adopting paranoid gods

Ji Tang listened to Pei Baizhou's words, but didn't react.

Why undress without undressing?

He scratched his head, wondering: "What do you mean?"

Pei Baizhou: "..."

Pei Baizhou said quietly: "I hope you can be my nude model."

Ji Tang: "..."

When he was in college, he once heard from art students that they often drew nude models in class.

The kind without clothes.

Ji Tang's cheeks turned red instantly, his head was fixed on the ground, he didn't dare to look at Pei Baizhou, he muttered: "No... I'm sorry, and my figure is not good."

No abs, no muscles, like a soft white dough.

"It's ok."

Ji Tang pursed her lips.

He remembered that Pei Baizhou was more likely to be shy than him, and when he was extremely shy, he would turn into a ball of air and fly into the sky.

He just needs to wait for Pei Baizhou to be shy.He didn't believe that Pei Baizhou wouldn't be shy about the "naked model".

Ji Tang bit the bullet and stood there for a long time with hands tied.But I didn't see Pei Baizhou turning into an air mass.

Ji Tang: "..."

It seems that Pei Baizhou's shyness is still selective.

Feeling a little shameless.

Pei Baizhou didn't know Ji Tang's inner thoughts, and continued: "Ji Tang, we are all men, so there is no need to be restrained. Besides, drawing nude models is a very normal thing in the art world. My painting skills are also very good, I guarantee that I can draw you It's beautifully drawn."

"..." Ji Tang muttered, "I...only take off half of it?"

"alright."

Pei Baizhou thought that Ji Tang would at least take off his shirt, but he didn't expect that Ji Tang would just unbutton his neckline for a long time.

That's why he's only half off.

Pei Baizhou: "..."

He didn't say any more, but asked Ji Tang to pose and start drawing.

Western oil painting is not done in one go like ink painting, but takes a long time to ponder slowly.It takes three or four hours at least, and several months at most.

Pei Baizhou painted all morning, and finally finished a small portrait.

The boy in the painting is very nice.

He stood by the window, against the bright sunlight coming in from the outside, letting the light cast a layer of shimmer on his figure.There is a gentle smile all over his face, a pair of dimples are clearly visible, the thick eyelashes are well defined, and the delicate skin texture on his face can be seen.

His eyes were golden, like a shining gem.

Pei Baizhou even drew the people reflected in his eyes.

The person in his eyes was Pei Baizhou himself.

You look at him and he looks at you.

This is a perfectly composed painting.

Ji Tang picked up the painting and looked at it for a long time, his expression lit up with joy, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "It's very beautiful."

It was the first time someone painted him so seriously.

"It's just a random drawing."

Pei Baizhou raised his eyebrows: "I'm not very good at drawing portraits with clothes on. If you are my nude model, I can draw you better."

Ji Tang: "..."

He pretended not to hear, and continued to say to the painting: "Mr. Pei, do you think it's better for me to frame this painting, or to put it away?"

Without any hesitation, Pei Baizhou pointed to the wall of the living room: "It should be mounted there, next to Fu Linshan's certificate of merit."

He deliberately bit down on the words "that certificate of merit".

Ji Tang didn't notice, nodded: "OK."

He took out a new picture frame, stepped on a high stool, and began to mount the oil painting.

Pei Baizhou looked at his back and said casually: "Speaking of which, it will be Ching Ming Festival in a few days."

Ji Tang had just finished mounting the painting, and slowly got off the chair: "Tomb-sweeping day?"

Yes.

He almost forgot about it.

He said before that he would go to see everyone on the Ching Ming Festival.

Those who don't have a tomb will help buy one, and those who have a tomb will visit the tomb.

Just as Ji Tang was about to say something, he raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Pei Baizhou sitting in the sun.

The young man was tall and tall, with a handsome and refined face, and his pale skin was coated with a layer of warm light.With a paintbrush between his slender fingers, he sits in a very gentle posture.He realized that Ji Tang was looking at him, and turned his head, smiling slightly at Ji Tang.

This seems to be just an ordinary day in the life of a young man.

Ji Tang is just an ordinary visitor in his long life.

It's as if he never died.

Ji Tang swallowed the tomb-sweeping plan back into his stomach, and said in a low voice, "If you don't go to the tomb-sweeping on Qingming Festival, you can do whatever you want."

Pei Baizhou looked a little disappointed: "?"

Ji Tang: "You are not dead in my eyes, why are you going to visit the grave?"

Pei Baizhou's throat trembled slightly, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Okay. We won't go to the grave, and we won't go again."

Like other ghosts, he looks powerful on the surface, but sometimes he still feels inferior because he is a dead person.

Just like Fu Linshan's expression of not being able to warm the sick Ji Tang.

But he didn't expect that in the eyes of the young man, he never died.

"Yeah." Ji Tang touched his head: "I'll make strawberry cake for you later."

He left the bedroom and was about to go into the kitchen to make cakes for the ghosts.But he found that Ye Chuanyuan was also in the kitchen.

The tall ghost boy is wearing a yellow duckling apron, holding a glass of Changchang Star milk in his right hand and several boxes of fresh strawberries in his right hand.It seems that I want to make milk strawberry cake.

"Chuan Yuan?"

Ji Tang leaned over: "Are you making a cake?"

"Make it for you to eat."

Ji Tang smiled: "Thank you."

While watching Ye Chuanyuan make the cake, he pointed out what he did wrong.

"The egg beater should be adjusted to medium speed to make foam."

"When mixing, don't draw circles, turn from bottom to top, be gentle and fast."

As Ji Tang was talking, he felt a little thirsty, so he took a glass of Chang Changxing strawberry milk from the refrigerator and drank it.

Ye Chuanyuan couldn't help but glance at the other party drinking milk.

Ji Tang looks very gentle when drinking milk, he squeezes the straw tightly and sucks the milk without making any sound.

But he seemed to be sucking in a little haste, and a few drops of white liquid accidentally flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

He quickly stuck out the tip of his tongue and sipped the liquid into his mouth.

Ye Chuanyuan: "..."

He pretended not to see, looked away, and continued to make his own strawberry cake.

But after Ji Tang drank the milk, he took out a vacuum-packed snack sausage, and was about to eat it in front of Ye Chuanyuan.

Ye Chuanyuan couldn't bear it anymore, and muttered: "The cake will be ready later, don't eat snacks."

He was afraid that he could not control himself.

After all, he is an adult too.

"Right."

Ji Tang thoughtfully put the snack sausage back into the refrigerator.

Ye Chuanyuan put the cake into the oven, which was considered the last process.

He remembered something, and continued: "Ji Tang, last time you agreed to teach me what an adult should do, can you teach me today?"

Ji Tang: "..."

What.

He frowned and thought about it for a moment, as if he had promised this matter.But at that time, he thought Ye Chuanyuan was joking, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, he didn't know what "what adults should do" meant.

Ji Tang: "What do you want me to teach?"

Although Chuanyuan is already an adult, he is still a high school student in his eyes.

If Chuanyuan wants to learn something, as long as he understands, he will teach it.

Ye Chuanyuan: "Come to the study."

Ji Tang obediently followed him to the study.

Ye Chuanyuan took out something from the computer drawer.

Also a toffee.

Ye Chuanyuan: "In addition to making a horror holographic game, I also developed another holographic game, but it is not released to the public, it is specially made for you. You can enter the game after eating the toffee."

Ji Tang was slightly stunned, a little surprised: "Thank you."

Ye Chuanyuan raised the corners of his lips, and handed the toffee to Ji Tang's palm: "Go and try this game."

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Ji Tang held the toffee very precious in his hand, and walked back to the bedroom carefully, for fear that Guoguo or other ghosts would come and snatch the toffee.

He locked the bedroom door and lay down on the bed

He took a closer look at the toffee by the light.

This toffee is not white, but orange-yellow, and it looks orange-flavored.

It's just that I don't know what kind of holographic game this toffee is loaded with.

It was the first time he knew that Ye Chuanyuan could also make games other than horror games.

It seems that the ghost boy has gradually let go of his dark past.

He ate the toffee.

Consciousness is the same as entering the holographic game for the first time, falling into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a classroom.

The classroom is not filled with darkness like a horror scene, but is like an ordinary classroom, with the curtains wide open, allowing bright sunlight to pour in.There is no one in the classroom, the desks are empty, and there is a podium at the end of the classroom.

It's quite like Ye Chuanyuan's classmate.

Ji Tang raised the corners of her lips, wanting to see what kind of game this is.

Decryption game?Adventure game?

A moment later, Ji Tang saw the classroom door being pushed open.

When he saw someone walking in, he froze.

He saw Ye Chuanyuan walk in.

That's right, it was Ye Chuanyuan.

Ye Chuanyuan was wearing a black western-style school uniform, black-rimmed glasses, hairsprayed hair, and a few books between his arms. He looked very refined.

With an unclear smile, he approached Ji Tang smilingly.

"Ye Chuanyuan?"

Ye Chuanyuan walked straight in front of Ji Tang, pressed Ji Tang against the corner of the classroom, and then wrapped his hands around Ji Tang's slender waist.

"teacher."

Ji Tang: "?"

Ji Tang: "Hi, classmate."

It turned out to be a role-playing game.

"It's so cute." Ye Chuanyuan laughed at Ji Tang's honest greeting: "You agreed to come and give me extra lessons today."

Ji Tang nodded: "Oh, then what class do you want to make up? Mathematics? English?"

Ye Chuanyuan laughed even more happily. Although the laughter was very clear, it contained a dangerous meaning, like a piece of black heart candy that was sweet on the outside but dark on the inside.

"You agreed to teach me how to do what adults should do. Here, teacher, you even changed into your teaching clothes."

Ji Tang: "..."

He lowered his head, glanced at his current attire, and froze in place.

He was not wearing a teacher's uniform, but only a piece of cloth from top to bottom.

It is indeed a piece of cloth, only vaguely blocking the most sensitive places.

"???"

Ji Tang spat out the candy violently and forcibly quit the game.

He came back to reality, leaning against the bed with flushed cheeks.

He tried to comfort himself.

——Although Ye Chuanyuan appeared in the game.

But it doesn't mean that it is Ye Chuanyuan himself.Maybe it's just a fictional character in his own image.

Therefore, the real Ye Chuanyuan did not see Ji Tang's appearance.

even so.

Ji Tang is still a little worried.

Especially when he accidentally saw the words written on the toffee packaging bag.

[Role-playing game: ruffian abstinence student X little white rabbit teacher. 】

Ji Tang: "..."

Ji Tang went to the kitchen and picked up a broom stick, then walked to the study where Ye Chuanyuan was.