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Chapter 64 Come and touch me

After the meal, everyone gathered together for a brief chat to digest food.

Half an hour later, everyone changed their casualness and entered the bedroom.

Get down to business.

There was a guest coming from afar, and they were "distinguished guests" like Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan. Lu An also gritted his teeth and made a fortune. Not only did he light a red candle thicker than a thumb on each side of the easel.

Also changed the light bulb.

5 watts become 45 watts, and the whole bedroom becomes extraordinarily bright.There are no secrets where the strong light passes, even the mating spiders in the cracks of the wall planks are surprised.

If the spider could swear at people at this moment, it would definitely yell: Is it easy for me?The cowherds in our line can only take 20 seconds. If you stare at it like this, I just climbed up and was about to come down.

Lu An looked at the fangs and claws of the spider, and felt that this bastard was scolding him, but he couldn't find any evidence, let alone put his finger in it to fight with it in front of a beauty like Yu Wanzhi.

But when his eyes swept over Meng Qingchi's face, he thought in his heart: No way, this light is too fucking bright, it will be inconvenient to kiss and sleep with Sister Qingchi in the future.

Have to change it back tomorrow.

Or hang curtains.

Oh, I am a genius, I can figure out this method.Two layers have to be hung, and the inner layer must be black, or it will be broadcast live on the curtains.

Imagine that scene, there is a person walking a tightrope on two iconic buildings, and dozens of people outside are watching with wide-eyed eyes. What does it feel like?
hiss!The chicken was too big to fit in a bowl.

With previous experience, Zeng Xin easily set the angle on the chair.

Yu Guanzhi, Chen Quan and Zhou Kun also took their positions, watching him quietly, waiting for him to make a move.

Seeing him in a daze, Meng Qingchi walked over and asked worriedly, "Xiao An, do you have a headache?"

Lu An shook his head: "No, sister Qingchi, don't worry, I'm just getting used to the light, this new light is too bright."

Listen, lying is called professionalism.

Meng Qingchi observed him carefully, and after confirming that there was really no problem, he returned to his original position and sat down beside the bed.

She didn't know how to draw, so she didn't stand behind LuAnn and watch like the other three, it was more comfortable to sit this way.

One minute later, Lu An picked the most convenient brush from more than ten kinds of paintbrushes and began to paint.

Yu Wanzhi's eyes wandered between these brushes and paints a few times, and then fell on the easel.

With the previous sketches and Lu An's current level of painting, he painted smoothly and easily that night, almost in one go.

LuAnn paints with ease.Yu Wanzhi and Chen Quan also looked at it with ease, staying with him all night without feeling sleepy at all, the two parties who were belatedly aware at dawn were a little surprised, they did not expect to stay with him all night like this.

As for Zhou Kun, he was probably the most excited one in the bedroom.He wished he had four eyes and two heads, wished he could forcefully memorize all LuAnn's skills, and then go home and ponder it slowly.

On the contrary, Zeng Xin felt uncomfortable sitting still, and Lu An let her sleep like that.

Meng Qingchi was okay at the beginning, and he could persist, but after midnight, he felt a little cold, so he went outside and burned a pot of charcoal, and the red charcoal fire immediately made the room much warmer.

After 5 o'clock in the morning, the first oil painting was completed.

Lu An said to Zeng Xin: "Miss Zeng, come and take a look, are you satisfied?"

Hearing this, Zeng Xin jumped down from his seat and came to him in a few steps. Immediately, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed happily:

"It's so similar, lifelike, I'm not so vivid in real life."

It is said that art comes from reality and is higher than reality. Ms. Zeng, it is really less interesting than oil painting.

Lu An slandered in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's fine if you like it, and the second painting, are you going to take a break? Or continue?"

Zeng Xin was in high spirits: "It's not dawn yet, let's continue. I've slept for several hours, and I'm feeling refreshed now."

This answer hit Lu An's heart, and he nodded immediately: "Well, let's start, and try to finish it before dinner."

He didn't care about Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan who were behind him. Whether they were willing to continue watching or go back to the hotel to sleep, it was up to them.

Although he wanted to hug his thigh very eagerly, the old man knew that it would not end well to be a dog licker from the beginning.Those who engage in art must have the nobility of art.

What is this called?

This is called "Welcome or refuse".

It's called the timing.

Damn, if the time comes, he will definitely be more enthusiastic and generous than anyone else, two hundred million two hundred million, without even frowning, he can give 7 times in one night.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wanzhi did not leave.It’s just that I might be tired from standing up, and I woke up from the world in the painting and found that my feet were a little numb, so I went back to the sofa and closed my eyes for about two hours.

Afraid that she would catch a cold, Meng Qingchi not only moved the charcoal fire to her side, but also found a blanket that she made herself.

Yu Wanzhi smiled slightly, and said thank you, but he was not polite. He stretched the edge of the blanket with both hands, and covered himself.

As the number one dog leg, Zhou Kun asked concerned: "Wanzhi, do you want me to take you to the hotel for a rest?

The distance is not very far, you can get there in less than 20 minutes. "

Yu Wanzhi said: "No, I'll just sit on the sofa and meet. This kind of opportunity is rare, so you should learn more."

Hearing the phrase "a rare opportunity", Meng Qingchi was elated. It seems that this Ms. Yu still recognizes Xiaoan's painting level.

In this way, she was relieved, and she even had a lot of motivation to cook today.

The young Yu Wanzhi took a break.But Chen Quan, who was old and vigorous, was still in place, staring at Lu An without blinking.When Lu Ann was not painting, he watched his profile; when Lu Ann was painting, he looked at the painting, and when Lu Ann mixed the paint, his eyes followed him.

Xiaobai gets up on time at 5 o'clock every morning, first goes for a walk in the yard outside, then eats, drinks, and stalks, and then it makes a move that makes all men envious.

I saw the dog circle around the sofa a few times, and finally lay down on his back beside Yu Guanzhi's feet, with his legs spread apart, his eyes staring at the woman on the sofa, and he made a weird buzzing sound. .

Damn, this is typical of being full of warmth and thinking about lust, and shouting like a horny ghost: Miss Yu, come and touch me.

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