Abandoned Ink Beauty[abo]

Shen Yan is the proud son of the Chinese Painting Department. People are also like ink paintings - porcelain white and cool, the most popular omega in the Academy of Fine Arts. He had never been attracted to anyone until that person appeared—— Jiang Ye, the young master of the Jiang family, is dressed in strong alcohol pheromones and shows off wantonly. He pulled Shen Yan out of the pile of ink and paper and spent a lot of money on him. Helped him pay his tuition, held an art exhibition, and got rid of the rotten Shen family. No one had ever been so kind to him. So despite Jiang Ye's reputation as a prodigal son, Shen Yan was still tempted. The first time you fall in love, you give everything you have. He spread paper and mixed ink for Jiang Ye, washed his hands and made soup, and even acquiesced in his mark. Until the estrus period before graduation, Shen Yan's body was burning hot and he relied on suppressants to stay up late into the night. The man arrived late, with a sweet smell of Omega on his body. "Tired of it." Jiang Ye tore up the painting given to him and threw it into the rain. "It's boring for a good student like you to sleep for a long time." · After Jiang Ye went abroad, Shen Yan went to wash off the mark. The hot needle penetrates the gland, burning away all the past. He reluctantly pieced himself together, but could no longer draw the aura. A few years later, Shen Yan was recruited by his schoolmate to work as a consultant in a design company. I heard that the new boss is a difficult Alpha, so he has taken inhibitors in advance. Opening the door, the familiar smell of strong alcohol hit my face. Jiang Ye sat there, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with an imposing manner. But Shen Yan discovered—— The black and white headshot of the man in the group was exactly the side profile of the man he secretly drew after a sudden glance when he was young. On a rainy night, the man stood guard in front of his house, with water dripping from his forehead, and asked cautiously: "Shen Yan, can you... Draw another picture for me?" Shen Yan sneered: "Mr. Jiang, my paintings are very expensive now." "Sixty thousand and one square feet. I want to contact the gallery myself." Jiang Ye looked at his back, his face pale. · What Jiang Ye didn't say was that he kept that painting by his side. After five years in a foreign country, he worked hard during the day, and at night he dug out those old paintings and smelled the scent of ink remaining on them. He had lost the most precious thing. Now, he wants to get it back bit by bit. ============================== 1V1, attack where you don't want to be attacked, only each other after getting acquainted, sourness leads to reunion There is a secret behind what happened back then Intention: To ask what love is in the world