"Plain water.
Shen Mubai was a little helpless, and looked at him seriously, "This won't work, Young Master Bai Mo, you have to try to accept some other food, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it sooner or later." ” "But I can't eat that."
The boy lifted his lips and said unhurriedly.
No matter what you say, he will always give you the feeling of being as gentle as a spring breeze, and it seems that you are very easy to get along with, in fact, it is difficult for you to change and shake the ideas of this kind of person.
Shen Mubai couldn't help but have a headache, but if she continued to persuade her, it would only backfire, so she changed the topic, "Are we going to go out for a walk?"
"The sun is out."
The boy said softly, he took back his gaze from the outside, and continued, "Today I want to paint. ” "Paint," Shen Mubai said in surprise.
"The second room on the right side of the second floor is my studio."
Chu Baimo showed a smile.
Thinking of the other party's family background and talent, there is nothing strange about being able to draw.
Shen Mubai couldn't help but praise, "Young Master Bai Mo is really powerful. ” "In your eyes, painting is very good," the other party asked in a smiling tone.
Shen Mubai thought he was laughing at himself, and muttered, "I didn't know how to draw since I was a child, and I think people who can draw are very powerful." ” "Yes."
The other party said softly, she didn't know what else to say later, she couldn't hear it clearly.
Pushing open the door of the studio, the set inside is very luxurious.
She pushed Chu Baimo in, and then took a look around, it was spotlessly clean, not like a place where people often come.
The painting tools are very complete, but there is nothing on the white paper.
"Young Master Bai Mo, I want to take a look at your painting."
She was a little curious about what the other party's drawings looked like.
"I've thrown it away."
The boy had a gentle smile on his face, perfect and immaculate.
Shen Mubai was stunned, "Why did you throw it away?"
"Because those are defective."
Chu Baimo looked at the humanity in front of him.
Every time the other party left, he would stay in the studio for half a day, but he always felt that something was missing and he couldn't put down the pen.
Until this man stood in front of him, the emotions that welled up in his chest swallowed him like a flood.
Chu Baimo slowly paddled over in a wheelchair and lifted the canvas.
Shen Mubai hurriedly followed, "Do you need my help?"
Chu Baimo said gently, "What if I ask you to be a model?"
Shen Mubai said embarrassedly, "Do I have this qualification?"
Usually the people who can afford to model are people with good conditions, not to mention that it is the heir of the Chu family who writes.
"Of course."
In my heart, there is no one more qualified than you.
The boy smiled, his light brown eyes unusually gentle.
The other party said so, there was no need for her to continue to shirk, Shen Mubai looked at herself, felt that the clothes on her body were too shabby, and couldn't help but say, "Do I need to change my clothes?"
"That's good."
Chu Baimo stared at her, suppressed the greed and longing in his eyes, and then reached out to pick up the paintbrush.
Shen Mubai sat nervously on the side, "Can I move?"
"Yes."
The boy raised his eyes to look at her, then lowered his eyes slightly, and where she couldn't see, the Adam's apple rolled a little. oshow7: