Ai Che Is Not Sweet Enough, Please Add More Sugar.

He immediately put on a pose that he thought was handsome, with his chin raised slightly and his eyes pretending to be deep, "Achen, how about me like this?" Beichen raised his eyes and took a casual look, and said without mercy: "It's too artificial." When he heard this, he quickly adjusted his posture, folded his hands on his chest, and raised the corners of his mouth, "What about this?" Beichen took another look and said, "Too cool." He changed his posture again and leaned forward slightly, "What about this?" "Awkward." Beichen continued to pour cold water on him without raising his head, while the pen in his hand came down quickly. He gritted his teeth and changed his posture again. "Stupid." He was so angry that he turned into a pufferfish in an instant. Isn't there a good word to describe him? His enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant, and he simply gave up on himself and died! Beichen quietly raised the corners of his lips, and the pen tip flew on the paper, as if he wanted to freeze the interesting scene in front of him forever. He shouted angrily: "No more painting." No more painting! This is simply a deliberate attempt to hit him! But Beichen laughed softly. The laughter was like a clear stream in the mountains, sweet and sweet, "Don't move, please." Beichen's voice was gentle and had a hint of irresistible power. In fact, whether the person poses or not, or what kind of pose he takes, does not affect his painting. After all, they had been together for such a long time, and that person's every smile and every move had been deeply engraved in his mind, and he could draw any image of him with his eyes closed. Important things are said three times. This is a sweet pet story. The male protagonist has a mouth. If there is love, he will spoil it. If there is any misunderstanding, explain it. Misunderstandings will not be kept for the New Year.