Cannon Fodder Cheat System - Chapter 131

[Chapter 131]

Art Life (4)

Jing Yang sent Cui Yan a text message and asked him to pick him up. Cui Yan arrived outside Jing Yang’s hotel in less than half an hour.

“Why do you suddenly live in a hotel, and the house you used to live in is no longer there?” Cui Yan asked.

“I didn’t live in my house before, it was rented to him by one of my classmates’ family members. We had a fight, so I moved out.” Kyungyang said lightly.

“Do you need my help?” Cui Yan glanced at Kyungyang, knowing that he couldn’t send a message to him without any reason, and asked himself to come pick him up.

“You said before that you could ask for your help. I thought about it carefully, because I’m short of money right now, so I agree to your request.

” It takes time to get the money. The easiest way to get a large amount of money immediately is to find Cui Yan. Doesn’t he particularly want to paint his own body? Then let him draw it, anyway, it is destined to be his person in the future, so it is better to cultivate the love between the two in advance.

Cui Yan looked at Kyungyang in surprise, but for him, it was of course impossible for Kyungyang to agree to his request. So he didn’t say anything, and after acquiescing to Kyungyang’s suggestion, he accelerated the speed of the car. There was a faint excitement in his heart, and a feeling of impatient waiting.

After arriving at Cui Yan’s residence, Cui Yan said to Kyungyang, “You go to take a bath first, and I’ll prepare.”

Although Kyungyang felt that it was just a painting, it wasn’t something to do, and there was nothing to take a bath in advance. However, he didn’t say it or express his dissatisfaction. He glanced at Cui Yan, who was full of excitement that he couldn’t hide, and obediently went to take a bath.

On the way here, Kyungyang didn’t feel anything yet, thinking that although the two of them didn’t know each other very well in this life, after all, they’ve been in love with each other for so many lifetimes, they’ve done everything, and it’s no big deal to draw a picture. But when the warm water rinsed his body, thinking of showing his body in front of Cui Yan later, he was actually a little timid and shy.

Jing Yang walked out wearing a bathrobe. Cui Yan was already waiting for him outside. He thought he would do it in the bedroom, but he was taken to a spacious and bright studio.

In the middle of the studio is a square sofa bed, which is covered with an over-colored clear blue flannel. There are many cotton clumps of different sizes scattered on the flannel, which looks like white clouds in the blue sky.

“Go and lie down on it.” Cui Yan had already prepared the easel and painting tools, just waiting for Kyungyang to lie down.

Kyungyang pressed his still hot face with both hands, and gave himself a moment of mental construction, telling himself that this is art, and that person is his lover, so he is not shy.

Taking off the bathrobe and putting it aside, Kyungyang sat sideways on the edge of the sofa bed and asked, “What posture should I use?”

Cui Yan walked over to Jingyang and said, “You lie down on it first, and I’ll help you pose.”

Jing Yang stepped back a little, then lay down in the middle position, holding back the movement of trying to cover his body, kept telling himself that no one saw Cui Yan, and that Cui Yan was his lover, so it didn’t matter if he saw him. It will be seen later anyway.

Cui Yan held Jing Yang’s foot, helped him bend his foot, and then turned to one side.

Jing Yang didn’t expect him to put himself in such a posture, so he immediately sat up with his feet together, and looked at Cui Yan dissatisfiedly, “You…” Didn’t he see everything clearly in such a posture? How can such a part be drawn so prominently? Only a half-covered posture can better show the charm of art. He let himself take such a posture because he wanted to take advantage of it.

Cui Yan approached Jing Yang and said, “As long as you can make me draw to my satisfaction, you can do anything you want me to do for you.”

“You can really do anything?” Jing Yang asked.

“Of course.” Cui Yan said with certainty.

Jing Yang lowered his head and thought, whether to agree to his request or not, and there may be many places that need his help in the future.

“Have you been remembered by the school recently?” Cui Yan looked at Jing Yang, still holding his legs and not letting go, his smooth skin was so addictive.

“You investigated me?” Jing Yang raised his head and stared at Cui Yan, because Mu Jin tore up Su Mo’s entry, he was indeed remembered.

“I’m one of the senators of Minshan College. After I saw your student ID card that day, I checked it out. Can you cancel the demerit, for me it’s just a sentence, what do you think?” Cui Yan Curling the corners of his mouth, he asked in a bewitching tone.

Jing Yang thought, since Cui Yan is a sensible man at Minshan College, then many things will be easier to handle after that. Isn’t it just because the leaders of the school have acquaintances of his parents that Su Mo is particularly convenient.

Jing Yang bit his lip and lay back again, posing as if he was being slaughtered.

Cui Yan put Jing Yang in the pose he wanted to see, the scenery in front of him made his blood rush, the pink and tender little bird was lying there quietly and well-behaved, the posture was so attractive that he couldn’t help it I want to touch, and I want to kiss. Cui Yan felt that he was clearly torturing himself by putting Jing Yang in such a pose, but he especially enjoyed this torture.

Cui Yan was worried that if he acted too much, he would scare him, so he resisted the urge to touch the little bird, so he could only use the gesture of helping him to stroking his white and smooth as goat milk. skin.

When he touched Jing Yang, he couldn’t help but want to tremble, but his body that was not wearing anything felt getting hotter and hotter. He turned his head to the side and said, “I’m only showing off my art, not my body, please don’t touch it.”

Cui Yan looked at his rosy face, smiled, and went to the easel to start painting.

Jing Yang was lying on the sofa bed, in Cui Yan’s eyes, he was like an angel lying in the clouds, his skin was glowing with a warm white light, and every part of his body was so perfect, as if it was made by God himself. Works perfectly.

Cui Yan felt that he was already infatuated with his body, and wanted to feel the feeling of blending with his body, it must be a very wonderful experience. At this moment, for the first time in his life, he regretted that his painting skills were not high enough, and he felt that he could not paint a tenth of the beautiful representation of the beauty in front of him.

Cui Yan’s painting skills were not learned in school or taught by others, but taught by his famous painter mother. But because he wants to inherit the family business, and he is more talented in doing business, painting is only one of his interests to cultivate his sentiments.

Although his mother is a painter, he was also influenced by his mother and liked to appreciate paintings since he was a child. The family also opened more than ten galleries, and also funded many poor painters and art students. But Cui Yan has always been unable to appreciate those nude body paintings. Like his mother, he prefers paintings with meanings that can make people think a lot. This was the first time he felt that the beauty of his original body could be so attractive.

Jing Yang felt the heat in Cui Yan’s eyes, and where he was watching, his skin seemed to become hot and hot. He tried hard to ignore his sight, and kept telling himself in his heart that this is art, this is art.

Cui Yan painted for several hours, the sun was about to go down, and the dusky sunset shone in from outside the glass wall. Because Jing Yang felt uncomfortable at first and his spirit was too tense, he slowly fell asleep unknowingly.

Cui Yan put down his paintbrush, walked to the sofa bed and sat down, his eyes almost greedily looking at Jing Yang’s body, thinking that if he was awake, he would definitely stare at him, those smart and sparkling eyes could see directly Get into your heart, let your heart tremble. Although he didn’t open his eyes at the moment, it was very beautiful to lie down so quietly.

Cui Yan endured and endured, but in the end, he couldn’t hold back and kissed the pink little bird. His body still had the fragrance of the body wash, and the air conditioner was turned on in the painting room, so his skin was not cold, it felt warm and moist, and the touch was particularly good.

“Hmm~” Jing Yang felt something sliding on his body. Between half-dreaming and half-awake, he clamped his legs, turned sideways and fell back into a deep sleep.

Cui Yan felt that his appearance was very cute, and he couldn’t help but started eating his soft tofu again, and touched every place he wanted to touch, and kissed every place he wanted to kiss.

Jing Yang always felt that something was crawling on his body, which made him sleep uneasy. He turned around and lay down. When he opened his eyes, he saw Cui Yan sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Are you awake? Are you hungry?” Cui Yan wanted to pretend, but seeing his cute, sleepy expression, his eyes couldn’t help softening.

Jing Yang sat up and rubbed his stomach, he was really hungry. He went down and put on the bathrobe and asked, “Have you finished painting?”

“Not yet, it will take a few more times to complete it all.” Cui Yan said solemnly.

Jing Yang looked at him with an expression on his face that clearly didn’t believe him. He walked over to the easel to see how much he had accomplished, but after only one look, he immediately looked away and couldn’t help blushing. . It was true that the painting wasn’t finished yet, but even he was embarrassed to look at the finished part.

This man really was a mix of a hooligan and a satyr, Jing Yang glared at him, turned and went out to Cui Yan’s room to change into his own clothes.

After Jing Yang had dinner at Cui Yan’s house, the two agreed on a time for the next painting, and then Cui Yan gave him a card so that the money in it could be withdrawn at will. After Cui Yan brought Jing Yang back, he threw away his work for almost the whole day, so he did not go to see Jing Yang, but asked the driver to take him back to the hotel where he was staying.

Jing Yang took the card given by Cui Yan and immediately became a rich man. The next day he rented a very high-end suite to live in. After so many life experiences, Jing Yang has become accustomed to enjoying it, and he will never treat himself badly in daily life.

Jing Yang called the people at the moving company and asked them to remove all the things that had been put in Su Mo’s place, and then transferred some money to Su Mo, which was the storage cost for the past few days.

Su Mo stood in the living room and watched those people remove all of Mujin’s things. He felt a little regretful that he didn’t destroy all those things to vent his anger. He thought to himself, since Mujin has already discovered the matter between him and Wu Xiuyuan, plus He had imitated his paintings before, and it was absolutely impossible to reconcile with him. In this case, he would not have to continue acting.

Jing Yang used the card given by Cui Yan to go to the bank to withdraw a large amount of cash, then took the money and went to the gallery near the school to find Wu Xiuyuan.

In addition to giving classes to students, Wu Xiuyuan will have a fixed time every month to see new paintings in the gallery, and will pick out the paintings he thinks are good and hang them in a more conspicuous place.

Wu Xiuyuan, who was instructing the staff to hang pictures, suddenly saw Jing Yang coming with a big black bag, his face was full of surprise, and then strode up to greet him, “Mujin!

” He didn’t answer, and he didn’t even go to his class. Now that Wu Xiuyuan suddenly came to him, Wu Xiuyuan felt a little nervous and a little happy.

“I have something to tell you, it may be inconvenient here, go to your office.” Jing Yang said with a blank expression.

“Okay, okay.” Wu Xiuyuan hurriedly took Jing Yang to his office.

“Mujin…” Wu Xiuyuan looked at Jing Yang with apologetic eyes. He still hadn’t figured out how to explain his relationship with Su Mo to him these days before he would forgive himself.

Jing Yang opened the zipper of the black cloth bag, dumped all the cash inside on Wu Xiuyuan’s desk, then looked at him and said, “This money is what your gallery has funded me before, and I will pay it back with interest. You.”

“Mujin, what are you doing?!” Wu Xiuyuan looked at the table full of cash in surprise.

Previously, Wu Xiuyuan’s gallery funded Mujin, and sold Mujin’s paintings in the gallery. Mujin said that no matter how much the paintings were sold, all the money would go to the gallery and count as his repayment of the funding.

“I don’t care how much the paintings sold in the past, but for the paintings that haven’t been sold recently, please return them all to me.” Jing Yang said seriously.

“Mujin, I…” Wu Xiuyuan looked at his resolute look and felt very uncomfortable. “Don’t be like this, I know that Su Mo and I…, our affairs have hurt you. But I promise you, There will never be a next time, I will go and make it clear to Su Mo right away, we will never meet again in private except for classes in the future, please forgive me this time.”

“No, you and Su Mo have nothing to do with each other. It didn’t hurt me, it just made me sick. Whether we see each other in the future is a matter between the two of you. It has nothing to do with me. I don’t have any feelings for you, so there’s no saying that I didn’t forgive you.

” Wu Xiuyuan walked over to grab Jing Yang’s hand, but Jing Yang avoided him.

“I’m here today to pay back the money, and I’m here to ask for my paintings. By the way, from today onwards, we’ll settle the dispute. Please don’t deliberately do some ambiguous things in the future, and don’t tell me any more. If you are ambiguous, otherwise I will go to the school to report you and sue you for harassment.” Jing Yang looked at him with disgust.

“You…” Wu Xiuyuan closed his eyes because of Jingyang’s heartless words. He felt very sad in his heart. He also knew that he couldn’t forgive him right now. He could only get his forgiveness slowly. Let him completely distance himself from himself, and those paintings can’t be returned to him.

Wu Xiuyuan deliberately made a bunch of excuses not to return the painting to Jing Yang, Jing Yang also saw his thoughts and knew that he couldn’t take the painting away today, so it would be meaningless to continue to entangle him, he could only do it in other ways later. The painting is back.

[End of This Chapter]