Counterattack 1988

Chapter 494 Quietly Ask Young Master, Is Jiaxin Beautiful?
Li Jiaxin came back from the shower, wrapped her head in a shower cap, and wrapped her body in a white towel.

She walked into the room and saw Wang Lin sitting at the desk, flipping through her book.

Li Jiaxin brought back the flowers she folded in the garden in the afternoon, found a vase, inserted it, and placed it on the table.

A crape myrtle flower adds a little style to this house.

Although crape myrtle does not have the posture of rose, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the luxury of peony, it also has its own style, which is elegant and not vulgar. Although the fragrance of flowers is not overwhelming, the faint fragrance is also endless.

Li Jiaxin closed the door and walked towards Wang Lin: "My lord!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I'm reading your diary, isn't it a secret? I didn't expect you to have the habit of writing a diary."

He turned slightly sideways and looked at Li Jiaxin.

Li Jiaxin walked over, with a height of 172 and skin like white jade, she walked towards Wang Lin gracefully and gracefully, with that kind of strong, impactful and cold beauty, everyone who met her would probably have "Chaowendao, Let's touch "Xi Shi can"--the lightning and thunder of the United States, and it doesn't need to look younger at all to gain favor.

Her beauty is most suitable to appear at the moment when the lights are dim.

It was an astonishing face, frozen in beauty abruptly, or frowning, or smiling, or angry.

The fleeting images of the entire 90th and [-]s are extraordinarily rich because of her face.

In the golden age of the past, the bright beauties in the movie are like an alarm clock that has stopped, which makes people feel a sense of eternity.

If the entire golden age of Xiangjiang is a yellowed movie poster, then Li Jiaxin’s beauty is like a gently falling lip print, which does not fade or fade. The apricot red with infinite reverie is called Heartfelt and full of emotions.

How can movies and camera lenses describe her true beauty?

We see the beauty of Li Jiaxin under the camera and on the posters, which is far less than what happens in life!

If beauty has an end, then she is the end.

Wang Lin's eyes just fixed on her.

She is so alive, agile and warm!
Some people say that she lacks femininity, but Wang Lin believes that in order to have a truly noble and sacred fairy spirit, the femininity of ordinary people should fade away.

Fairies are fairies and don't need mortal femininity.

Strictly speaking, those so-called fairy-type beautiful models in later generations did not possess immortality. Only in Li Jiaxin did Wang Lin see the unattainable immortality!
Such a beauty deserves to be enshrined without being hurt.

How can people have the right to feel sorry for God?

This fairy in the world is eighteen or nine years old at this time, and she is in the most beautiful youth in her life, like a delicate flower, which has just bloomed for a little while.

Flowers look half-open, the moon looks half-circle, and of course beauty must look young!

Li Jiaxin lowered her head and wrapped the towel around her head, looked up at Wang Lin, her pretty face was flushed red from the hot water she had just taken.

Wang Lin couldn't see everything around him!

He only saw Li Jiaxin's dark eyebrows and bright red lips.

Li Jiaxin's eyes were a little sad, but the pupils were very bright. I don't know if it was the reflection of the lamp, or there was a pool of water in the eyes.

Wang Lin is a man, a vulgar, greedy and lustful man!

He never wanted to be a saint, nor did he want to be a moralist.

After reliving his whole life, he knows better than anyone that life is short and life is for enjoyment.

Everyone has their own way of life, Wang Lin just wants to live casually and freely.

At this moment, Wang Lin looked at the young and slim Li Jiaxin, his mind went blank, and there was only one word left: Overwhelm the country and overwhelm the city!

Wang Lin knew that if he didn't get this woman, he might not be able to live well for the rest of his life.

If God does not take, you will be blamed instead!
Li Jiaxin sat on Wang Lin's lap, with her hands hanging around his neck, her freshly washed face without makeup was so perfect that there was no blemish.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she exhaled like blue: "My diary is all about you. Have you seen it?"

Wang Lin said he saw it: "Why did you write so many diaries about me?"

I don't know if she wrote it on purpose, brought it here on purpose so that Wang Lin could see it, and used it to please Wang Lin. Whether it was intentional or not, this intention alone is enough to move people.

She is such a beautiful and passionate woman, so gorgeous!

Such a woman actually loves Wang Lin passionately and persistently!

Between the lines in her diary is full of her thoughts and admiration for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin even turned to the diary she wrote when they met for the first time in June.

It happened to be Li Jiaxin's birthday that day, and she recorded her happy mood that day, and also mentioned Wang Lin.

She described Wang Lin in this way: "That handsome boy has a face like a sculpture with distinct features, and his angular face is extremely handsome. He looks dissolute on the outside, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate him. A pair of It seems to be able to see through the dazzling black eyes of the past and the present life. When he smiles like a crescent moon, he looks like a cold star when he is solemn. No one can ignore and reject my beauty, but why does he turn a blind eye to my beauty? What kind of person is he? ?”

Wang Lin was so happy after watching it!
Unexpectedly, in her mind, she was such a charming existence!
Someone once asked Li Jiaxin: What kind of man do you like?
Li Jiaxin said frankly: If the career is successful, because his charm is that he can take on a lot of things, then he will love him even more.She also mentioned that although she doesn't think material things are a condition for liking someone, having material things is also important to her.

There is a charming charm in a successful man!

And a beauty like her needs a successful man to take care of her!

She doesn't want to squeeze the bus and be touched by wolf hands with ulterior motives!

She doesn't want to live in a metal house anymore, it's a nightmare when the wind blows and the rain falls at night!
Therefore, ordinary men cannot catch her eyes!
"My lord, is Jiaxin beautiful?" Li Jiaxin's eyes were full of starlight, she was very concerned about Wang Lin's evaluation of her.

Because she wanted to know, did she really impress this man, did she really get his love?

Wang Lin smiled slightly: "If a person's beauty can radiate light, then your light is the level of beauty that can be seen on the moon!"

Li Jiaxin smiled shyly, and gently flapped her long eyelashes.

She is not that kind of skinny beauty, but her flesh is just right, cold but not arrogant, gorgeous but not vulgar!
Li Jiaxin got up suddenly, took Wang Lin's hand, and said, "I suddenly want to draw."

"Painting? Now?" Wang Lin said with a smile, "What do you want to paint?"

"Come here!" Li Jiaxin smiled sweetly, and pulled Wang Lin out to the innermost studio.

Wang Lin turned on the light in the studio.

Li Jiaxin drew a painting about love here last time, and Wang Lin later posted this painting on the wall.

She sat down at her easel and put on a new canvas.

"Young master, I want to draw you!" Li Jiaxin smiled, "I tried to draw you in Xiangjiang, but I didn't think it looked like you. Can you be a model for me? I want to draw you and bring the portrait to Xiangjiang Go. In the days when I won't see you again, I can also see the young master."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Okay, shall I stand? Or sit?"

"You sit down! I'll draw your profile picture." Li Jiaxin said, "Do you still remember the look you gave me when we first met? You actually dismissed me! Yes, that's the look! Are you How did you do it? Could it be that my beauty can't amaze your eyes?"

"Hehe!" Wang Lin smiled lightly.

It's not that her beauty is not amazing enough, it's just that Wang Lin has seen Shen Xue's beauty before!
The same is the beauty of the city and the country, and the temperament of the fairy!

Wang Lin, who has passed through the sea and admired the clouds of Wushan Mountain, can naturally disdain Li Jiaxin.

Li Jiaxin picked up the brush and began to paint Wang Lin.

Sitting on a chair, Wang Lin looked ahead, unable to see her appearance behind the easel, let alone her painting appearance.

The huge artistic body painting on the wall was prominently reflected in the corner of Wang Lin's eyes.

This is Guo Lingling's beautiful body work.

Looking at this work, Wang Lin thought of Li Jiaxin's beautiful body under the towel.

Li Jiaxin looked at Wang Lin from time to time, and then daubed paint on the canvas.

The oil brush in her hand was like a dancing elf, and Wang Lin's handsome appearance was depicted on the canvas.

"My lord, come over to see if Jiaxin's painting is good?" Li Jiaxin put down the brush and smiled.

Wang Lin got up and walked behind her, looking at himself on the canvas.

In the painting, Wang Lin has three-dimensional and distinct features, serious face, stern eyes, elegant and elegant.The eyes are deep and energetic, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are tightly pressed, and the corners of the mouth are slightly turned up, with a hint of a proud smile.

Li Jiaxin did a good job of drawing Wang Lin's temperament!
Wang Lin saw it and couldn't help but be delighted.

"Yes, give this painting to me! I like it!" Wang Lin said with a smile, "You can draw another one."

Li Jiaxin said: "I want to bring this painting back to Xiangjiang. I'll draw another one for you, but it's not about you, but about Jiaxin herself. How about it?"

Wang Lindao: "Self-portrait?"

There are mirrors in the studio.

Because painters sometimes have to paint themselves, or observe the back of the model through the mirror, to show more details in the painting.

Li Jiaxin took another large easel in the studio, raised the easel to the highest level, placed it in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, found a large canvas from the material cabinet next to it, and fixed it on the easel.

She raised her hands and untied the turban covering her hair.

Her shiny black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, making her even whiter than snow.

She looked at Wang Lin with affectionate eyes, and then gently untied the bath towel.

Wang Lin's eyes lit up!
What she wanted to paint turned out to be her own body art?
Wang Lin was instantly excited!

Li Jiaxin pointed to the body art on the wall: "Who is she?"

"A model." Wang Lin rubbed his chin and smiled slightly, "Coincidentally, she is my secretary now!"

"Is she your woman?"

"No! When I bought this house, this painting was already here. Later, my company recruited people, and she just came to apply for it. It's such a coincidence."

"Young master, is Jiaxin beautiful, or is she beautiful?"

Wang Lin asked himself that his concentration was unusual, but he was still fascinated at the moment. He said without hesitation: "Of course you are beautiful!"

"Young master, come here and watch Jiaxin paint." Li Jiaxin waved to him.

Wang Lin walked to her side.

Li Jiaxin looked at the beauty in the mirror and began to paint on the canvas.

Of course Wang Lin knows how to appreciate the beauty of art.

However, if a man appreciates a woman's work of art, if he only sees the beauty of the art, wouldn't he be supernatural?

When the gods see Chang'e dancing, they will also move their hearts!
Let alone mortals?
Wang Lin is not a stone monkey, nor does he need to go to the west to get the scriptures.

He would rather be a pig, molesting the fairy Chang'e in the sky, and not change his true nature even after being demoted to the mortal world, and continue molesting Gao Cuilan in the world, learning Buddhist scriptures all the way to the west, coveting all kinds of beauties, no matter if the other party is a demon or a monster, human or Fairy, as long as he looks beautiful, the old pig will not change his original intention, and his lust will remain the same!
Outside the window is the endless night, in the vast night, the autumn wind is bleak.

The beauty in the room is like jade, and the jade is passionate.

Li Jiaxin's painting skills have improved again.

Soon, another Li Jiaxin appeared on the canvas.

First an outline, then details.

Wang Lin looked at the painting, and then at her flawless jade body.

"Young master, does Jiaxin look like a picture?"

"picture!"

"From now on, this painting will stay with you. When Jiaxin is not around, you can still see me."

"I won't be able to sleep after watching it."

"Then you call me, and I'll come from Xiangjiang to accompany you, Young Master. Or you fly across the mountains and seas and come to Xiangjiang to meet me?"

"Jiaxin!"

"My lord, you are such a modest gentleman! Or is it that Jiaxin doesn't look like you?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Young master, aren't you tempted by Jiaxin?"

"..." Wang Lin smiled awkwardly, "Heartbeat! But I don't want to disturb your painting."

"Young master, this painting is too big. Jiaxin won't be able to finish it tonight. I will continue to paint tomorrow. Before I leave, I will definitely finish it."

"Well! Don't worry." Wang Lin looked at the time and said, "It's past twelve o'clock! Have you rested?"

Li Jiaxin put down the paintbrush in her hand and turned to face Wang Lin: "Young master, don't you want to paint?"

"I can't!" Wang Lin laughed, "I'm really a layman when it comes to oil painting."

"How about painting on Jiaxin?" Li Jiaxin handed the hand to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was startled, but didn't take the pen.

Li Jiaxin snuggled into Wang Lin's arms gently, and murmured: "September is here, and the flowering period of crape myrtle flowers will soon be over. No matter how beautiful the flowers bloom, and no matter how long the flowering period is, there will be a day when all the flowers will disappear."

Wang Lin hugged her delicate body.

Li Jiaxin's body is soft, as cool as jade, but after holding it for a long time, the jade can become warm again.

"My lord, there is a reason why flowers are worth breaking, don't you understand?" Li Jiaxin bit Wang Lin's lips, "Don't wait until the flowers have withered, and then lament that the flowering period is no longer."

Wang Lin's breathing became heavier, and he hugged her sideways.

He opened the door of the studio, carried Li Jiaxin out, and walked into the bedroom.

When he walked into Li Jiaxin's room, Tang Yan's door opened.

Tang Yan was taken aback when she heard a soft noise from the next room.

She saw the lights in the back room and walked over.

This is a studio.

The walls of the studio are covered with oil paintings of various styles.

There are realistic body art, abstract starry sky, and quiet landscape.

Tang Yan saw Wang Lin's small portrait, and also saw the unfinished large portrait.

"This is Wang Lin? This is Li Jiaxin?" Tang Yan looked at the two paintings just painted in surprise, "Is this painted by Li Jiaxin? Or Wang Lin? Did he leave? He was with Li Jiaxin all this time? At this moment , is he in her room? What are they doing?"

Tang Yan lost her mind for a while, went out to the bathroom, and when she passed Li Jiaxin's door, she suddenly had a bold idea!

She walked gently to the door and put her ear on the door, trying to hear what was going on inside.

(End of this chapter)