The Cold Senior Who Is Coveted by His Juniors

Shen Huai knelt on the ground and drew. The studio faced north, and the light at three o'clock in the afternoon slanted in through the window and shone on his lower back. He was wearing a white T-shirt, with the hem half pulled out of his trousers, revealing a section of his waistline. The door is not closed tightly. Zhou Ye stood outside the door and saw the senior's back hunched over, with half of his waist exposed. The senior is drawing a two-meter-wide sketch of hands strangled by ropes. Zhou Ye pushed the door open a little. The senior drew his right leg back half a step to his wrist. His left leg was still kneeling in the same place, his hips were twisted apart, and his pants slid down a bit. Zhou Ye walked in and locked the door from the inside. [Student Wolfdog from the Physical Education Department x Senior Student from the Academy of Fine Arts Gaolingzhihua] —— —— Column conclusion: "The pretty little stutter is actually the top sea king" "After losing his memory, the cold-faced CEO became a model husband" "Master is pregnant again" Intention: Have a dream, what if it comes true?