"Boiled water." Juvenile sitting in a wheelchair, slightly leaning over the face, looking at her way.

Shen mubai had some helplessness and looked at him seriously and said, "it won't work. Master Bai Mo, you should try to accept some other food, or your body will be unable to bear it sooner or later."

"But I can't eat those things." Young lift lip line, not tight, not slow.

No matter what you say, he always feels as gentle as a spring breeze, and seems to be easy to get along with. In fact, it's hard for you to change and shake the thoughts of such people.

Shen mubai can't help but have a headache, but if you continue to persuade, it will only backfire, so she changed the topic, "are we going to go out for a walk?"

"It's sunny." The boy said gently. He took back his eyes from the outside and continued, "today I want to paint."

"Painting?" Shen mubai was surprised.

"The second room on the right of the second floor is my studio." Chu Bai Mo showed a smile.

It's nothing strange to think of each other's family background, talent and painting. Shen mubai couldn't help praising, "master Bai Mo is really powerful."

"Is painting really good in your eyes?" The other side asked in a tone of half smile.

Shen mubai thought he was laughing at himself and mumbled, "I have never been able to draw since I was a child. I think people who can draw are very powerful."

"Yes." The other side whispered. She didn't know what she said. She couldn't hear it clearly.

Push open the door of the studio, the scenery inside is very luxurious.

She pushed Chu white ink into it, and then took a look around. It was so clean that it didn't look like a place where people often come.

The painting tools are quite complete, but there is nothing on the white paper.

"Master white ink, I want to have a look at your painting." She was a little curious about what the other side's painting looked like.

"I've thrown it away." The young man has a gentle smile on his face, perfect and flawless.

Shen Mu Bai Leng Leng Leng, "why throw?"

"Because those are defective products." Chu Baimo looks 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 he was missing something and couldn't write.

Until the man stood in front of him, and the emotion from his chest devoured him like a flood.

Chu white ink slowly rowed the wheelchair past and opened the canvas.

Shen mubai quickly followed him, "can I help you?"

Chu Baimo said mildly, "what if I asked you to be a model?"

Shen mubai embarrassed way, "do I have this qualification?"

Usually the people who can afford a model are those with good conditions, not to mention the inheritors of the Chu family.

"Of course." In my heart, no one is more qualified than you.

The boy is smiling, the light brown eyes appear unusually gentle.

When the other party said this, she didn't need to continue to push away. Shen mubai looked at herself and felt that she was wearing too simple. She couldn't help saying, "do I need to change my clothes?"

"That's good." Chu Baimo looks at her, represses his greed and desire, and then reaches out to pick up the brush.

Shen mubai sat nervously aside, "can I move?"

"Yes." The boy raised his eyes and looked at her. Then he lowered his eyes slightly. In the place where she could not see, the Adam's apple rolled for a while.

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