For Yin Rui, that dream seemed to open another door, fully presenting the ignorant longing in his heart to him.
After waking up from that dream, Yin Rui was a little terrified. He was afraid that the dream would be known by Fan. But it appeared in front of him more and more frequently, revealing the truest desire in his heart.
After carefully probing for a period of time, Yin Rui found that Fan treated him as usual, and he had never seen his dream in ten years, so Yin Rui was relieved, but the scene in the dream lingered around him like a shadow. in the mind.
One day, Yin Rui walked into the secret room full of Fan's portraits as usual. This secret room is his greatest secret. All of Fan's footprints are collected here, so that he can think about Fan to his heart's content without worrying. A place to be disturbed by anyone is a place... even Fan doesn't know.
After putting the letter Fan wrote to him into the box, Yin Rui raised his head and stared quietly at Fan's portrait. The lifelike person in the portrait is still looking at him with an unchanged smile. The star-like eyebrows and eyes are full of spirit, but there is a trace of tenderness. After a long time of watching, Yin Rui will unconsciously soften his face expression. He spread out a piece of white rice paper, picked up a brush and dipped in ink, and carefully depicted Fan's appearance on the white drawing paper. This is the method he often used when thinking about Fan.
However, when Fancai's eyebrows and eyes were first revealed, Yin Rui somehow reappeared the scene from that night's dream in his mind. With a shake of his hand, the portrait was immediately stained.
Yin Rui looked at the destroyed portrait, frowned, picked up the discarded one, and painted again, but I don't know if the scene in his mind just now was too provocative. Yin Rui can't calm down In the past, this kind of situation rarely appeared when he painted the portrait of Fan.
After being in a trance for a while, when Yin Rui came back to his senses and looked at the eyebrows and eyes drawn by his hand again, his face turned pale with shock. This... this is...
The person in this painting is still Bai Fan, but his brows are slightly wrinkled, his eyes are half-drooped, and his eyes seem to be full of water, and he looks patient and wronged. Yin Rui was stunned by the characters in the painting, his heart beat faster, He even had a dry mouth and tongue. This, this is... Fan's expression in his dream that night.
Yin Rui wanted to look away, but as if he had been cursed by some kind of spell, his eyes were firmly stuck on the drawing paper. The portrait just showed a face, and it already made him so distraught. Again... Yin Rui suddenly had an idea that could be called a sin. He wanted to draw it. He wanted to draw Fan from the dream that night, even if it was only on paper, so that he could see it again.
Yin Rui's hands trembled a little, but the voices in his heart became louder and stronger... Those voices were telling him the most true thoughts in his heart, forcing him to bow his head, even if doing so would be a kind of blasphemy against everyone. .ditch. Yin Rui tried to struggle, but the idea was too tempting. Just once... He said to himself, only once, and burn it after the painting is finished. Those who don't know, and no one will know...
Some trembling hands continued to draw on the painting carefully. First of all, the hair, not the neatly combed sideburns in the past, but spread out, and a little messy... Then the neck, there is no need to draw a collar here, there is no cover ... The half-backed clothes on the shoulders and arms add a bit of temptation. One hand is propped back on the bed, and the other is placed in front of the body. Yin Rui didn't draw the specific hand in front of the body. Turning to the empty chest, Yin Rui's breathing became short of breath as he gradually added muscle and texture, especially the little bean on the chest. In fact, red paint can be used here, Yin Rui's eyes are The cinnabar on the table can be easily touched. Now it is already fragrant and gorgeous enough. If you add that touch of color, I'm afraid it's him who can't stand it.
From the thick chest to the firm belly, below is... A strange blush appeared on Yin Rui's face. The hand in front of the body just covered it, lining off the two slender legs, hidden. Obscure and erotic.
Yin Rui let out a long sigh of relief when a painting was completed, but when he looked up again, he was dazzled by the whole painting, which was so fragrant and beautiful.
In the past, he would draw portraits of Fan almost every day, but in those portraits, Fan was always well-dressed, with a warm and cheerful smile on his face, never like this... like this... Yin Rui found that his body was gradually Heating up, especially in a certain place... His eyes gradually darkened, and when he reached out to touch the painting, the following things became logical. Although Yin Rui had never done some things, he followed his male instinct and it would happen naturally...
The hidden guards who were guarding outside felt that the hierarch had been away for a long time, but this was not something they could explore. They just had to stay here faithfully and keep an eye on the surroundings. Direction, when the figure in the black robe, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, but soon he hid in the darkness together with the other hidden guards, following around like a shadow.
After Yin Rui returned to the room, he took a hot bath and regained his refreshment. He sat at the desk and corrected the official documents. The maids who came and went were surprised when they saw it. The gloom between the leader's eyebrows dissipated a lot, and it was not as scary as before.
Before going to bed at night, Yin Rui was suffocated when he saw the set of white clothes prepared, but soon controlled himself to relax his body, lay down on the bed, let his head go and think about nothing, and quietly fell into a deep sleep.
Bai Fan woke up as usual. Naturally, he didn't know what Yin Rui was doing with his portrait during the day, and he didn't know that he was painted as a harem. He opened the secret compartment and read Yin Rui's letter. Finally, I saw that most of the official documents on the table had been approved, and what was on the table was not big tonic soup, but some pastries that I liked. It was a perfect day.
Bai Fan got up and put on his clothes with a smile on his face, sat down at the table and ate something, and then began to approve the official documents... That carefree appearance can only make people sigh, ignorant people are the happiest.