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Chapter 89

This must be the most beautiful male face Cheng Liyue has ever painted.

Cheng Liyue touched his eyes, deep and bright, and it was so intense that it was about to be sucked in after a glance. Cheng Liyue didn't dare to look at him at all. She pretended to check the tools on the desktop.

The powerful aura exuding by a man's body is also difficult to ignore. Although he is quiet at this moment, he is like an emperor in the dark night, exuding a silent but intimidating aura.

"Don't move, I'm going to start drawing." Cheng Liyue said to the man opposite.

Gong Yexiao's sexy thin lips raised slightly, his eyes were blurred and full of seductive aura, showing his masculine style.

Cheng Liyue stared at his firm and cold facial lines, holding the pen with her slender fingers, as if she had spirituality. Gong Yexiao's facial contours appeared from light to strong under her pen.

Cheng Liyue's writing was not as straightforward as before. The main reason was that this man's eyes were so distracted by her. His eyes seemed like two ancient pools, unfathomable, but the whirlpool was hidden, making people look like the feeling of the soul being sucked away when they saw it in.

Cheng Liyue felt a little hot. I don’t know if it was because she was too stressed in the face of this man or because her thoughts were not concentrated enough today, which made her heart a little upset. Her long hair was originally lazily draped behind her head. At this moment, she wanted to find a rubber band, but she couldn’t find it for a while.

I had to pick up a pencil and put a long black hair that was as black as an ancient woman's hair, simply placing it behind my head, and strands of hair fell on my ears, making me feel sexy.

The man opposite looked at this scene and rolled secretly at the Adam's apple for a few times. Who was seducing whom?

After tying up his hair, Cheng Liyue continued to stare at the man opposite him, and his subordinates carefully wrote, for fear that he would draw the man in a wrong way. After all, this face was so beautiful. If the drawing was wrong, would he still get money tomorrow?

Alas! She fell into money tonight.

For the sake of money, Cheng Liyue decided to paint well.

She abandoned all distractions and painted the man opposite like a person who usually painted on the street. In fact, the man's face lines were smooth and neat, so it should not be difficult to draw, but the most perfect thing was the most difficult to draw.

Gong Yexiao's row of thick and curly eyelashes blinked slowly, and the narrow eyelids with their own eyeliner effect made his eyes fascinated and unpaid.

No woman could resist his ten-second charm, but the woman in front of her could paint without moving, which made Gong Yexiao speechless. Could it be that his handsomeness can really be ignored in her eyes?

"Get a glass of water!" Cheng Liyue suddenly decided to stop because she was thirsty.

When Gong Yexiao heard this, a smile that was hard to detect was passed through his dangerous and deep black eyes, which was as dangerous as a whirlpool. Is it because of him?

Cheng Liyue poured him a cup in great considerate way, walked over and handed it to him, "You are tired of sitting there, get up and have a rest!"

It was not too late at this time. At half past ten, Gong Yexiao stood up and did not look at how she was painting. Instead, he leaned lazily and charmingly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at her, from her coiled hair to her slender and white neck, and then slowly fell to her faint delicate collarbone, and the perfectly shaped chest in her shirt.

There was a green light in his eyes, as if the beast from the depths of the forest had become very interested in the prey he was interested in.

Cheng Liyue was drinking water when she saw that his eyes were not honest and glared over.

After drinking the water, Gong Yexiao handed her the cup, continued to maintain the sitting position just now, looking at the woman sitting opposite her with a little dark look.

As soon as Cheng Liyue looked up, the two of them were intertwined under the dizzy crystal light.

The charm of a man is charming.

A woman's slight panic.

In the quiet atmosphere, I don’t know who was breathing a little. Cheng Liyue lowered her head, and a trace of sweat seemed to appear from her white nose. She swallowed and began to continue painting.

Although this man's eyes are charming, they definitely exudes the charm of a strong man, scorching and dangerous.

Time passed little by little. In the quiet living room, Gong Yexiao's eyes were tirelessly staring at the woman painting opposite, and Cheng Liyue also carefully and carefully painted him. Cheng Liyue entered a serious working state, which was actually charming enough.

Her eyes are as clear as water, lively and tempting. When she looks at someone, she does not have a good aggression, but instead makes people feel like spring breeze and willing to be stared at by these eyes for a long time.

At this moment, Gong Yexiao had this idea, and he hoped to be stared at by these eyes for the rest of his life.

Never had a woman who had such an urgent and firm idea.

This woman did it.

The figure that took three hours to finally appear on the paper. Cheng Liyue also breathed a sigh of relief at the moment of finishing the pen. She said to the man opposite, "You can get up after you have finished drawing."

"Let's take a look." Gong Yexiao stood up from the chair and walked towards her. Cheng Liyue was sitting on the sofa. Gong Yexiao sat directly beside her and leaned towards her with his tall body.

Gong Yexiao's eyes fell on her portrait, and he was secretly amazed at the woman's painting skills. Sure enough, he drew his charm and style in ten out of ten. Can this be considered as if she took him to heart? Otherwise, if she didn't take him to heart, how could she draw so similar?

When Gong Yexiao was looking at the painting, his face was unknowingly close, so close that it was only half a palm. She vaguely heard the masculine aura of a man on his body, and some strongly penetrated into her breathing, making the nerves in her body tense up.

He doesn't actually have to get so close.

"I like it very well." Gong Yexiao expressed his opinion.

Cheng Liyue's pretty face turned white and red. When he said this, his sexy thin lips were very close to her ears, and the low voices were heard.

Cheng Liyue's ears and face couldn't stop the fever.

"Just like it, it's too late, see you tomorrow." Cheng Liyue pretended to pack up her brush. Then, she thought of a pencil in her hair, and she immediately reached out and twitched it. In an instant, her black hair slid down like silk.

A few silks slipped across the man's face, and the man's dark eyes, which were as dark as ink, became dangerous in an instant. This woman seemed to have a way to make him burst into trouble.

Cheng Liyue finished packing up and took down the painting and handed it to him, "No, yours, put it away."

Gong Yexiao held the painting in his hand and was carefully savoring it.

A sudden female voice came, "I hope you can prepare your money tomorrow morning."
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