Chapter 4: You didn't say you wanted to take it off
Jiancheng, a high-end residential area.
There was a drizzle in the sky. Linzhou looked at the villa in front of him, which he could not afford no matter how much money he earned since Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms. Tears of envy overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Ah... I live here alone. Is it fun to get caught in the rain? Come in quickly!"
Jiang Xiyue stood at the door, looking at him as if he were an idiot.
As a man of his words, Linzhou of course went to the home of this female classmate whom he had known for less than a day.
Although I always felt like Ximen Daguanren who was hit by the window bars, I still had to go in.
Milk tea is not for nothing...
Enter the door, change into slippers, sit on the sofa, look up...
A huge crystal chandelier hangs there, which is extremely luxurious, and the rest of the furniture is in a very girlish style.
There are cat paw coasters on the table, stuffed toys everywhere on the sofa, and pink floor mats at the door of the room.
After making a pot of tea for Linzhou, Jiang Xiyue went to a room by herself, saying that she wanted to change clothes...
He didn't know what was going on, but the tea in this pot was the bag he got from Lao Li today. It tasted very pleasant and was top-quality black tea.
Linzhou was sitting on the sofa, feeling bored. He took a sip of tea and looked around.
As a cute otaku, he often makes some low-cost animations for fun, although the results are not ideal.
Recently, maybe because he has seen too many stupid advertisements, he wants to try to turn those three-year-old cool novels into animations.
An original storyline is best.
The Dabie Mountains before us are a rare resource.
But why is it that some people are born in Rome, but they can’t get to Rome even if they run their legs off…
When he thought of this, Linzhou was so angry that he trembled all over. He was sweating all over and his hands and feet were cold even in the hot summer.
…
After finishing half a pot of tea, Jiang Xiyue came out of the room, her hair tied in a high ponytail and a small bag in her hand.
She was wearing a denim apron with a black and white Lolita dress underneath…
Of course, there are also white stockings that you can’t help but feel.
Very fragrant...especially with bare feet...it's almost food grade!!!
While Linzhou was daydreaming, Jiang Xiyue spoke, and what she said was shocking news.
"Go take off your clothes and come with me to the studio."
"What the hell?"
"Take off your clothes, I'm in need of a model for my painting..."
"This is not the price for taking off your clothes!"
…
Linzhou was shocked. To find a model, couldn't he just look for pictures on the Internet? Could a real-life model be exchanged for a cup of milk tea?
"Then do you think this is enough? This is all the cash I can take out." In just a few seconds, Jiang Xiyue took out the banknotes from her bag.
There were probably a few thousand dollars on the table. Although it wasn’t a lot, it was a huge sum of money for a high school student.
Looking at the money, Linzhou didn't know what to say.
What the hell is this? They really took out the money.
Is Linzhou such a person?
He is a man of steel, how could he let these filthy things pollute his heart...
…
"Xiao Xi, do you think this posture is okay?" In the studio, Lin Zhou sat opposite Jiang Xiyue, maintaining a thinker's posture.
It's really not about the money, it 's about the cause of art.
The girl holding the paintbrush looked at Linzhou's posture, was stunned for a moment, and then began to explain.
"It's not like that. Just sit normally."
Linzhou was still very confident about his figure. He just sat there and looked at Jiang Xiyue quietly.
The act of a beautiful girl drawing is pleasing to the eye in itself.
If the other person hadn't squeezed the paint and accidentally spilled it on the stockings...
Linzhou still had a very good impression of Jiang Xiyue tonight.
"Damn it, I use up a pair of stockings every time I draw. Mom thinks I'm strangling a few people with my stockings for fun..."
Lin Zhou was at a loss for words as to what to do with this mumbling that was full of motherly content. He stared blankly at this cute girl and remembered their encounter on the bus in the morning.
Why does the young lady also have to take the bus?
Now it really is like a light novel unfolding...
I met a rich girl who can draw on the bus. She was very cute, but had a foul mouth... The two of them fell in love... But the rich girl's family was framed by their enemies, and their family fell into poverty... Their only daughter was used to support... Fuck!
Linzhou promptly retracted his divergent thoughts. If he continued, the plot would not be right...
He didn't intend to take Jiang Xiyue's money. He was just modeling shirtless. He had to be honest since he agreed to help during the day.
Although Linzhou has the most flexible moral bottom line in the universe.
Looking closely, Jiang Xiyue's apron has probably not been changed for a long time, as the denim fabric is covered in paint.
Various colors are blended on it, which is very artistic.
And this sofa is so soft, so sleepy...
As expected, Linzhou, who was sitting on the sofa, fell asleep.
This was the second time he observed a girl carefully. The last time he was so careful was when he got a younger sister.
But someone said that he wanted to spoil his younger sister, but in fact he lived alone for half a year and didn't even call his younger sister.
…
Jiang Xiyue, who was sitting in front of the drawing board, smiled slightly after discovering that Linzhou had fallen asleep. She threw the paintbrush into the bucket, stood up and walked over.
The girl standing there was the same height as Linzhou who was sleeping on the sofa.
With an extremely pure curiosity, Jiang Xiyue reached out and poked Linzhou's abdominal muscles a few times...
"Well, it is hard indeed."
Returning to the drawing board, Jiang Xiyue slowly mixed colors and painted, occasionally looking up at Linzhou.
The whole studio is exceptionally peaceful and beautiful.
Jiang Xiyue, who was in the right state, was completely different from the hot-tempered girl in school, and always had a faint smile on her face.
Of course, there is also a pair of glasses with a not very high degree.
After years of painting and studying, she inevitably wore glasses.
It took Jiang Xiyue about half an hour to finish the work at hand. Looking at Linzhou who had started snoring, she didn't know what to say.
In her original school, she was isolated for two years due to some special reasons.
In the third grade, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she chose to transfer schools. Although her academic performance was not at the genius level, it was stable, and transferring would not affect her too much.
This guy in front of her seemed to not take her seriously at all...
This made her very happy.
When I was with those friends in the past, I could clearly feel the alienation and estrangement.
Looking at Lin Zhou who was still shirtless, Jiang Xiyue sighed, went out to get a blanket, laid the sofa back flat, and gently covered the sofa with the blanket.
"Good night, new deskmate."
