A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 612: Hiding the Male Model's Nude Painting

Huo Yan nodded immediately, and Guan Jiaren pointed ahead:

"Go, take off your clothes and be a model." Guan Jiaren said with a smile.

It’s a free model, so don’t waste it.

"Ah? Do you want me to take off all my clothes? Can I leave a small piece on?" Huo Yan immediately pulled his clothes tightly and asked tremblingly.

Guan Jiaren raised an eyebrow and looked at the male model lying in the middle of the studio. She tapped the charcoal pencil lightly on the drawing paper, then turned to look at Huo Yan:

"When have you ever seen a model in this studio wearing clothes?"

"...But, I don't think it's a good idea. I'm a girl..."

Guan Jiaren twisted Huo Yan's tone and said delicately:

"But, the female models in the past also took off their clothes..."

Huo Yan blushed, Guan Jiaren laughed softly, why is this little girl so cute?

Turning sideways, she pointed at the painting on the wall where she had demonstrated before, with female models, all naked, and Huo Yan retreated.

"No, I'm leaving first." Huo Yan quickly shook his head.

I haven't forgotten my last name yet.

There was no need to sacrifice herself to this extent. If Zhuang Zhoucheng knew that she was so crazy as to take off all her clothes in the freshman classroom to act as a model, he would definitely skin her alive.

When Huo Yan left, he pulled away the painting on the wall. It was the painting that Guan Jiaren had demonstrated to her students five minutes ago.

Guan Jiaren teaches professional courses to freshmen, so most of her time is spent in the freshman professional classrooms. This is information that Huo Yan only recently learned.

Huo Yan ran away while talking nonsense, and a mushroom-haired junior student chased after him.

"Painting thief, stop right there!"

"I'm not a thief, I took it openly..."

Huo Yan ran and shouted, rolling up the painting quickly in his hand, and entered the women's restroom. The mushroom-headed junior had to stop outside.

"You're still in class. I'm not afraid that you won't leave." Huo Yan snorted coldly. She had nothing to do anyway.

The mushroom-headed junior finally left. He was in class. He wanted to take the painting in the classroom a hundred times but never made a move. Instead, an outsider got there first.

Huo Yan took the painting back to the Oriental Pearl Tower, intending to hang it in his room, but after looking at it, he felt a little guilty.

She admired Guan Jiaren, so she brought back her idol's work, but this painting...

The painting shows a man, naked, especially the sensitive parts, which are very clear.

In fact, Huo Yan didn’t understand why every sample photo of a male model would draw such embarrassing parts so clearly?

Cover your face...

If this painting is posted, Zhuang Zhoucheng will be unhappy, right?

Huo Yan thought about it and didn't dare to post it in the bedroom, so she posted it in her bathroom. Anyway, her bathroom was rarely used. Zhuang Zhoucheng would enter her room but would not use her bathroom.

"This was drawn by my idol, my goddess..."

Huo Yan muttered softly as he stuck to her. When you are particularly infatuated with someone, you get that stubborn streak in you that you don't even know where it comes from.

Anyway, I just like her. I love her and everything about her. I like everything she does.

Of course, this liking is different from love.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was too busy these days to take care of Huo Yan. He came home late at night and she was already asleep when he came back.

Zhuang Zhoucheng put his coat on the sofa, walked to the bed, leaned over and kissed Huo Yan on the face, then took his clothes and went to her room to take a shower.

He was afraid that the noise from taking a shower in his room would disturb her.

Huo Yan climbed onto Zhuang Zhoucheng's big bed early today to avoid him from coming to her room, but who knew her husband was so considerate?

Zhuang Zhoucheng went into the bathroom. Three minutes later, a door slamming sound was heard from next door. Soon, Zhuang Zhoucheng strode into the bedroom.

"Huo Yan, what's going on?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng shouted loudly and threw the drawing paper directly at Huo Yan's face, completely losing his composure.

Huo Yan rubbed his eyes and climbed up, and was blinded by the suddenly bright light.

"what?"

Before he could react, he pushed the drawing paper and looked over there for two seconds.

"A painting of my idol," Xiao muttered softly.

After pushing it, the drawing paper slid off the bed and fell to the ground. Huo Yan fell on the bed with a "bang" and continued to sleep.

Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned, pulled the limp woman up, slapped her face, and said in a cold voice:

"Tell me, why did you hide such a painting? Who is the man in the painting? Huh? Did you draw this painting, or did you participate in it? Did you look at someone else's thing?"

The angry questioning was like thunder rolling from the sky, making Huo Yan's mind dizzy.

His eyes slowly opened, he looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng and shook his head:

"Can you please stop being so mean? I told you my idol drew this, I just want to collect it..."

"It's a man!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng bit out two words from between his teeth.

Huo Yan frowned slightly, paused for two seconds, and then shook his head:

"A woman, a woman, a great beauty, my goddess, I pointed her out to you in the photo of the outstanding graduates..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched Huo Yan's face hard. He was talking about the person in the painting!

"Tell me, where did you go today?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng sat down, straightened Huo Yan's body, and told her not to go to sleep until he told him to.

"School."

Huo Yanyan responded with a mutter, shaking his head. He was really very sleepy and didn't even notice what time it was.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her coldly and pointed at the painting on the ground:

"See the man up there?"

Huo Yan nodded slowly...

However, he immediately added:

“I didn’t look ahead…”

She was too embarrassed to look ahead.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and slapped the back of her hand, saying angrily:

"Hearing what you said, it's quite regretful?"

"Um... the school paid for the model..."

Seeing it is gaining. If you see such a handsome man on the street, would you dare to say to him, "Handsome guy, take off your pants and let me see you"?

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and hit Huo Yan hard again. Huo Yan finally felt the pain and withdrew his hand with a hiss, yelling at him:

"What? You stinky man with a head full of pornographic thoughts, can't you look at the human body with an artistic eye?"

Uh……

This is what Miss Guan often says.

Huo Yan suddenly slapped her forehead, and she finally understood. It turned out that this was an excuse for the goddess to look at handsome men!

Sexy woman——

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her coldly and said in a sinister voice:

"Why, have you come up with a better excuse to put me off?"

"How could that be?" Huo Yan snorted at him.

"Don't judge others by your own standards, okay? I just thought of something else..."

As he said this, he rolled over to the edge of the bed, reached out to pick up the painting on the ground, and spread it out.

Very good, the man's private parts appeared clearly in her sight, and Huo Yan's face turned red.

cough--

Well, she lost.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and slapped her little butt hard with a "Pu" sound, and said angrily:

"Other people's things are pretty good looking, aren't they? Huh?"

“No, no…”

Huo Yan hurriedly threw away the painting, rolled to the side, distanced himself from Zhuang Zhoucheng, and looked at him aggrievedly.

"I'm not looking at that..."