Ye Chuhe used an anonymous account to recruit mannequins on the Yunching University campus forum.
Great wealth and wealth descended upon her, allowing her to find her destined model. The opponent is 180+cm tall and has a good figure. There is nothing wrong with him in every aspect.
But only, he didn't want to show his face.
Ye Chuhe didn't want to lose this high-quality model, so he could only agree to the other party's request, but it backfired. When he finally submitted the work, he still needed to show his face to truly complete the work.
She sent photos of the paintings to the "model" in the hope that the other person could help her. The phone vibrated suddenly, and the other party responded surprisingly quickly: "The painting is very good. But..."
"There should be a very small mole ten centimeters below my collarbone. You... Drew it in the wrong place."
"Do you need me to 'take it off' again and modify it carefully for you?"
Ji Zhishi gently blocked her in the corridor of the empty studio.
Ji Zhishi leaned forward slightly, and his warm breath brushed against her hot earlobes. In those eyes that were always indifferent, there was a burning and lingering affection that she had never seen before.
He chuckled softly and revealed all the secrets that had been running through their youth: "Ye Chuhe, pretend you don't know me?"
"You have been secretly painting me for three years... Now, I have delivered it to your door in person, why don't you dare to look at it?"
