This way.

Jiang Nan happened to receive a call from Fang Hanlin, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, "Ms. Jiang, your painting "Broken" has been sent to the World Painting Competition by me."

Jiang Nan's voice was as calm as ever, but very polite, "Thank you, President Fang."

"Oh, Miss Jiang is so polite." Fang Hanlin was flattered.

"Thanks to Miss Jiang for curing my little girl's hand, Miao Yan can now start painting again."

"Miss Jiang has rejuvenated wonderfully and will be the benefactor of our Fang family from now on. Let alone helping Miss Jiang send a painting to the competition, even if Miss Jiang wants my position as the president of the Chinese Painting Association, I can give it to Miss Jiang!

"

Fang Hanlin's words were very moving.

And another person at the time, Jiang Nan, said directly: "..."

It wasn't enough for Fang Hanlin to trick her into becoming the vice president, and now he started to trick her into becoming the president in a roundabout way?

Jiang Nan pinched his eyebrows and said, "President Fang, don't worry, I don't want the position of president."

Fang Hanlin: "???"

What should I do? My heart aches.

Afraid of arousing Jiang Nan's resentment, Fang Hanlin did not persist in the fight, but chose to change the topic, "Your painting "Broken" will definitely win an award at the World Painting Competition, and your paintings will definitely win in the future."

It’s a sky-high price. If you have a completed painting, be sure not to sell it now.”

Jiang Nan comforted him: "Well, don't worry, I don't have any completed paintings, but a lot of scraps."

Wasted manuscript?

Fang Hanlin couldn't help but think of the painting "Canyon Voiceless" that Jiang Nan threw in the trash can, and he covered his heart.

I don’t know why my heart hurts even more.

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Nan rested his elbows on the table and suddenly raised his eyes.

When it comes to painting, she seems to still owe Liang Jing a painting.

The relationship between the two of them was innocent before, and she agreed simply to make money.

As a professional painter, it is normal to have a painting model.

Now that the relationship between the two has changed, it would be a bit ambiguous if she was asked to paint nudes again.

Fortunately, Liang Jingzhi must have forgotten.

---

However, what are you afraid of?

After dinner.

Liang Jingzhi casually placed his finger on the beautifully packaged cardboard box on the sofa, turned slightly and looked at Jiang Nan, with a warm smile between his brows, "Open it and take a look, do you like it?"

Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows, "A gift?"

Liang Jingzhi chuckled, mixed with coaxing, "You'll know after you open it and take a look."

It was rare to see Liang Jingzhi acting so mysteriously, so Jiang Nan was aroused. He slowly walked over and opened the cardboard box.

Neatly arranged brushes.

A flawless white drawing board.

Jiang Nan's hand paused, his eyes flashed, and he closed the cardboard box very calmly, "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do."

"A Nan, are you afraid?" Liang Jingzhi's dark eyes were very indifferent, staring at the girl who was very close to her.

Jiang Nan: "..."

You cannot lose the battle if you lose.

Jiang Nan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she raised her eyes, and finally said slowly: "No."

"That's fine. I will set up the drawing board in advance and put it in the bedroom." Liang Jingzhi patted his knees and stood up, "As for me, I will have the consciousness of being a model as well."

Jiang Nan: "What kind of consciousness?"

Liang Jingzhi: "Take a shower and welcome your review."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, revealing an unclear ambiguity.

Jiang Nan: "..."

This is not necessary.

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Half an hour later.

Jiang Nan finally slowly opened the door and entered the bedroom.

He quickly locked the door and closed the curtains tightly.

The drawing board has been set up.

The sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom, hitting the floor, causing some waves to stir up in my mind.

You can see the mist rising on the frosted glass.

A few more minutes passed.

Liang Jingzhi walked out of the bathroom.

The atmosphere in the bedroom was a bit charming, and the restless atmosphere was raging and sweeping.

The temperature around me seems to be a bit higher.

Liang Jingzhi had a trembling bath towel wrapped around his waist, swaying slightly as he walked.

His upper body was naked, his shoulders were straight, his hands were hanging on his sides, and his eyes were staring at Jiang Nan for a moment.

The heat brought out from the bathroom enveloped that handsome face. The skin was a healthy wheat color, shiny, with clear texture, hard outlines, noble and cold, and smooth shadows.

Jiang Nan glanced at it, immediately pursed her lips, slipped her fingers into her pocket, moved them unconsciously, and took them out again.

I rubbed my fingertips together, feeling extremely irritated.

Fortunately, Liang Jingzhi quickly sat down on the stool, and the towel finally hung down.

Jiang Nan relaxed his fingers a little.

Sensing that Liang Jingzhi's hand was showing signs of lifting the bath towel, Jiang Nan's fingers suddenly closed slightly, and the hand holding the brush used a little more force.

"Keep the towel!"

Liang Jingzhi didn't agree, "The bath towel is a bit in the way. I'm afraid it will hinder your performance."

Jiang Nan gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay."

Liang Jingzhi felt a little regretful, but he made no other movements with his hands. "Is this posture okay for me? Do I want to change it?"

As the man spoke, he moved his body, his legs changed to a different position and crossed over each other. His posture and movements were full of laziness and ambiguity.

Bath towels are starting to show a downward trend.

Jiang Nan was frightened for a moment. He quickly took a few steps forward and pulled Liang Jingzhi's bath towel up. "Liang Jingzhi, don't be too promiscuous."

Liang Jingzhi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Nan's arm, "Wait for the last five minutes."

Jiang Nan felt her fingers being stained with more and more moisture, and she took a deep breath.

The next second, with a slight movement of her body, she was brought to sit on Liang Jingzhi's lap.

Before she could react, Liang Jingzhi suddenly hugged her waist, and his lips felt warm.

Liang Jingzhi had already pressed her lips and kissed her lips passionately.

The man's solid chest was uncovered, the hot temperature, and the generous and powerful touch coming from his chest made Jiang Nan's heart suddenly stir.

The kisses became heavier and heavier.

The emotion in Liang Jingzhi's eyes was so thick that it was scary.

Jiang Nan fell into the whirlpool that was rolled up by him, and his whole body felt numb.

Amid the entanglement of lips and tongues, there seemed to be no air gap.

a long time.

Jiang Nan suddenly felt something was wrong, and suddenly came to his senses, his scalp was numb and tight, "Liang Jingzhi, you..."

Liang Jingzhi's dark eyes full of desire stared at her quietly. He closed his eyes and chuckled helplessly, his voice hoarse and hoarse, "Sorry, I'm not polite."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Liang Jingzhi's voice sounded low in his ears, his mind gradually returned, and Jiang Nan got off Liang Jingzhi's body.

The distance between the two people is a bit wider.

Jiang Nan's eyesight was pretty good and he could clearly see the sudden red marks on Liang Jingzhi's chest.

Jiang Nan: "..."
Chapter completed!