[EO/Stockholm/Qiangqiang/Goxue]
[The gloomy genius beauty painter is attacked by a dank male ghost schoolgirl]
Han Suxia is a talented Omega painter with no sense of pain and a gloomy personality. In order to complete the competition, he set his sights on Su Qinian, the top Enigma recognized by the whole school.
In the eyes of outsiders, this president was perfect, but Han Suxia could smell the rotten smell emanating from his bones.
So Han Suxia planned a hunt for the apex predator. He dragged the flower of the high mountains off the altar and imprisoned him in a dark villa. He sat astride the bound school girl, with his fingertips stained with paint, and smeared it on his trembling back. He smiled innocently and cruelly: "Senior, be my muse."
Throughout the summer vacation, Su Qinian became his exclusive humanoid inhibitor and inspiration muse, painting when he was awake, and making wild and passionate demands when he was in love.
On the day the painting was completed, Han Suxia untied the rope without any hesitation.
Su Qinian's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "Where are you going?"
Han Suxia wiped off the paint on her hands, as if discarding a spent paintbrush, her eyes cold and empty: "When the painting is finished, you can get out."
He originally thought that the two of them would never meet again, and that the other party might have already hated him to the core, but he found that there were always a pair of eyes peering at him from the dark...
Su Qinian regained his freedom, and everyone thought Han Suxia was dead. But no one knew that the noble young master was frantically looking for the feeling of being tied up every night.
He found that he had been played by Han Suxia for a long time. If he didn't smell his pheromones, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body. If he didn't have that cold hand to play with him at night, he would have insomnia all night long. He was like a dog that had been toyed with and tasted its marrow, watching and raping the heartless painter every night.
What made him even more unbearable was that Han Suxia was looking for a new muse again and showed that crazy look of obsession to others.
Now that he is a dog, how can he provoke others again?
A month later, Han Suxia's new muse disappeared mysteriously, the exhibition was closed, and she was desperate.
Late at night, the door of the studio was suddenly locked. Su Qinian, in a suit and leather shoes, hugged Han Suxia tightly on the desk piled with scraps. He slowly pulled off his tie and handed it to Han Suxia.
He leaned over and kissed his fingertips piously and sickly: "Xia Xia, please tie me up and don't find anyone else, okay?"
The copy was written on: January 31, 2026 (It will be changed, and the general content remains unchanged. In order to paint/attack Stockholm, Shou Qing took the initiative to hand the chain to Shou.)
I want to tell you about the purpose of writing this book: to be honest, most of the bloody novels are about torture of the mind and body, the birth of a pregnant woman, the fall of the beloved, and the Stockholm Syndrome after being tortured. Therefore, I wrote this book purely to do the opposite. It should be a particularly niche subject matter, but this one will not change the copywriting and memes.
Intention: None