Chapter 89

This must be the most beautiful male face that Cheng Liyue has ever painted.

Cheng Liyue touched his eyes, which were deep, bright, and scorching hot. If one glanced at them, they would be sucked in. Cheng Liyue didn't dare to look at him more, she pretended to check the tools on the table.

And the powerful aura exudes from the man's body is also difficult to ignore. At this moment, although he is quiet, he is like an emperor in the dark night, exuding a silent but intimidating aura.

"Don't move, I'm going to start painting." Cheng Liyue said to the man opposite.

Gong Yexiao's sexy thin lips rose slightly, and his eyes were full of seductive aura, fully showing his masculine style.

Cheng Liyue stared at his resolute and stern facial lines, her slender fingers held the pen, as if she had spirituality, and Gong Yexiao's facial contours appeared inch by inch from light to intense under her brush.

Cheng Liyue's writing was still not as neat as before, mainly because the man's eyes distracted her too much. His eyes were like two ancient lakes, unfathomable, but hidden in the swirling nests. The feeling of being sucked away.

Cheng Liyue felt a little hot. She didn't know whether it was because she was facing the pressure of this man, or because her thoughts were not concentrated enough today, which made her feel a little upset. Her long hair was originally draped behind her head. Son, she wanted to find a rubber band, but couldn't find it again.

He had no choice but to pick up a pencil and twist the long black waist-length hair just like an ancient woman's hair, simply coiling it behind her head, and a few strands of hair fell on her ears, adding to her sexiness.

The man opposite looked at this scene, and the Adam's apple rolled a few times secretly, who is seducing whom?

After twisting her hair up, Cheng Liyue continued to stare at the man opposite her, and her subordinates were very careful with her strokes, for fear that she would draw this man crooked. After all, this face is too beautiful. If the drawing is crooked, will you still be able to get the money tomorrow? ?

Oh! She fell into the eyes of money tonight.

For the sake of money, Cheng Liyue decided to paint well.

She abandoned all distracting thoughts and drew the man opposite her as if she were someone who usually draws on the street. In fact, the man's face is smooth and neat, so it shouldn't be difficult to draw, but the most perfect thing is to draw it. , is the most difficult.

Gong Yexiao's row of thick and curled eyelashes blinked slowly, and the long and narrow eyelids with their own eyeliner effect made his eyes utterly captivating.

No woman can resist his charm for ten seconds, but the woman in front of him can draw without moving, which makes Gong Yexiao speechless. Could it be that his handsomeness can really be ignored in her eyes?

"Drink a glass of water!" Cheng Liyue suddenly decided to stop because she was thirsty.

Gong Yexiao heard the words, there was a faint smile in his dangerous and deep black eyes like a swirling nest. He was thirsty? Is it because of his relationship?

Cheng Liyue poured him a cup very considerately, and came over and handed it to him, "You're tired from sitting too, get up and take a rest!"

It's not too late now. At half past ten, Gong Yexiao stood up and didn't look at how she was painting, but leaned lazily and charmingly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at her with a pair of eyes. The hair that rose, fell to her slender and white neck, and then slowly fell to her faintly delicate collarbone, and the perfectly shaped chest in her shirt.

There was a green light in the depths of his eyes, as if a wild beast from the depths of the forest had a full interest in the prey he saw.

Cheng Liyue was drinking water when she saw his eyes were dishonest and stared at him.

Gong Yexiao finished drinking the water, handed her the cup, and continued to maintain the sitting position just now, looking at the woman sitting across from him with dark eyes.

As soon as Cheng Liyue raised her head, the eyes of the two of them intertwined under the yellow crystal light.

The allure of men is charming.

The woman's slight panic.

In the quiet atmosphere, I don't know who's breathing became a little panting, Cheng Liyue lowered her head, a trace of sweat seemed to appear on Xiubai's nose, she swallowed her saliva, and began to paint.

Although this man's eyes are charming, he definitely exudes the style of a strong man, scorching hot and dangerous.

Time passed little by little. In the quiet living room, Gong Yexiao stared tirelessly at the woman who was painting on the opposite side, and Cheng Liyue also carefully and carefully painted him. Cheng Liyue entered a serious working state. Charming enough.

Her eyes are as clear as water, smart and attractive. When looking at a person, she is not aggressive, but makes people feel like a spring breeze, and she is willing to be stared at by these eyes for a long time.

At this moment, Gong Yexiao has such an idea, and he hopes to be stared at by these eyes for a lifetime.

Never before had a woman let him have such an urgent and determined idea.

This woman did it.

It took three hours for a portrait of a person to finally appear on the paper. The moment Cheng Liyue closed the pen, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and she said to the man opposite, "It's done, you can get up now. "

"Let me take a look." Gong Yexiao stood up from the chair and walked towards her. Cheng Liyue was sitting on the sofa, Gong Yexiao sat directly beside her, leaning over her tall body.

Gong Yexiao's eyes fell on her portrait, secretly marveling at the woman's painting skills, and she really painted his verve and style like ten percent, can this be counted as her taking him to heart? What? Otherwise, without taking him to heart, how could it be possible to draw so similar?

When Gong Yexiao was looking at the painting, unknowingly, his face was so close that it was only half a palm away. She vaguely heard the masculine aura of a man in him, and some force penetrated into her breath. , so that the nerves of her whole body could not stop tensing up.

He doesn't really need to get so close.

"It's a good painting, I like it very much." Gong Yexiao said.

Cheng Liyue's pretty face turned red, and when he said these words, his sexy thin lips were very close to her ears, and his low voice sounded into her ears.

Cheng Liyue's ears and face couldn't help but heat up.

"As long as you like it, it's very late, see you tomorrow." Cheng Liyue pretended to pack up her brushes, then, when she thought that there was still a pencil in her hair, she immediately stretched out her hand, and instantly, her black hair slipped down like silk.

A few threads slid across the man's face, and the man's dark eyes that were like splashing ink instantly became dangerous. This woman always seemed to have a way to arouse his desire.

After Cheng Liyue finished packing, she took down the painting and handed it to him, "Nuo, yours, put it away."

Gong Yexiao held the painting in his hand and was thinking about it carefully.

A cold female voice came, "I hope you can prepare the money tomorrow morning."

Gong Yexiao immediately poured it down like a basin of cold water. Could it be that this woman painted him so well just for the money?