Yingshan.
Youyan didn't expect that the place he was going to come to was the hill behind the school.
"It's a good place to put things first and then things later." She muttered quietly as she walked.
The distance between them was enough for him to hear her words clearly.
Gu Yebai raised his fingers slightly, okay, it turns out that beating people can be addictive, he just wanted to beat her until her head was full of bruises.
Halfway up the mountain, dawn broke in the east, and the dazzling glow came over our face.
Youyan looked fascinated, and it took him a while to remember that someone might have gone far away. He was a little anxious for a moment, and when he looked around, he saw Gu Yebai standing not far away. The sunlight reflected on his body seemed to be coated with a thin layer of gold, as luxurious as the gods in ancient Greek mythology.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a cold-blooded boy. However, what should I say about the man in front of him? His aloofness was not deliberately put on, it was revealed bit by bit from his bones, making him look proud and lonely.
Youyan was suddenly shocked. He was just someone she had just met, so there was no reason for her to define him.
She and he seemed to know each other, but his facial features were always blurry in her mind, and his messy bangs and overly thick frames separated him from her. There was a faint aura of danger about this boy. He knew he couldn't get close but couldn't reject him.
Seeing Gu Yebai's footsteps moving, Youyan patted his wandering head and hurriedly followed.
When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw a complete set of painting equipment lying in the green grass, including drawing boards, stands, drawing paper, charcoal pencils, paints, mixing plates, and even a small bucket of water.
At this moment, she understood somewhat what Gu Yebai was going to do here.
"Aren't you afraid that things will be stolen if you throw them around like this?" she asked, this is really a strange boy.
"Just steal, and you won't get much value if you steal."
She said flatteringly: "That's right, they can only turn decay into magic in the hands of the right person, such as you."
You can never go wrong with flattering someone. Besides, this man's paintings are truly astonishing. However, she glanced at him secretly. Why was he so anonymous? Such painting skills are not inferior to Wei Zijian, who is known as the best in the school.
Wei Zijian... Thinking of the vigorous figure on the court, her face heated up and she reached out to poke her cheek.
"Who do you remember?"
This man's eyes are so poisonous! Youyan was busy trying to cover up: "What did you say..."
"Oh, it's me who's troublesome."
There was a hint of coldness in his voice.
Youyan was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to respond.
"Sit down over there."
"You want me to be your model?" Youyan was a little surprised and asked happily.
"Um."
"This is my first time being someone else's model. Is this okay for me?"
Her cheerful tone made his slight displeasure go away. Displeased? Why are you unhappy? Because of the blush on her face, who does she think of? Gu Yebai suddenly felt inexplicably irritable. After a while, he slowly said: "The most important thing about a model is that the facial features and body shape are outstanding. If you don't choose a good-looking one, you can just choose an ugly one."
Youyan was angry, casually strangled a handful of life, grabbed a piece of grass and threw it at him.
The weapon's lethality was weak, and she was not strong enough, so it was ineffective.
Gu Yebai didn't even raise his eyelids, "Do you know what it means to die without changing? That's what you look like now."
Youyan was hit again and glared fiercely.
"There is an expression on the face, finally progress has been made.".
After hearing this, Youyan decided not to compete with the bitch.
After a while, she didn't see him writing, and she was slightly confused, "Gu Yebai, isn't it okay for me to do this?"
Gu Yebai seemed to be waiting for her to fall into a trap, "You are finally smart for once."
Youyan decided to shut up.
"Use the posture that you find most relaxing on weekdays." He ordered.
Youyan was so worried by him that he said angrily: "The most relaxing thing is what you said."
She said, leaning back against the stone.
"It's most relaxing when you're asleep, Mr. Gu Yebai, Miss Lu Youyan is already asleep, please don't disturb her."
This time he didn't hit her. There was a rustling sound in the air, which quickly disappeared. Was he angry? Feeling uneasy, she secretly opened one eye and met his gaze.
In front of him, he was looking at her quietly, his eyes focused, and the thin warmth flowing like ink in his eyes was like a vortex, sucking her in instantly.
His hands were slender and beautiful, and the fingernails were a light rose color, with clear joints, white and slender. The charcoal pen was stuck in them, and he was carefully sketching her outline on the paper. Youyan swallowed unconsciously, and his heart beat slightly faster.