What? You man want to sleep in my bed?
Du Jue, an ordinary art student, thrived in high school with his fairly good brain and a good face.
Who would have thought that one day, a pretty boy who claimed to be the ruler of Kyushu would have to stay at Du Jue's house and sleep on his bed because Du Jue crushed his noble perfume bottle? ? ?
Hey, if he hadn't been so fragrant and beautiful, would Du Jue have been so obsessed with looking back that he tripped over and threw the beautiful boy down to crush his perfume? ? ?
Du Jue's heart: Damn it, you are so good-looking that you want to do whatever you want?
... Okay, okay.
Coquettish and melancholy engage in art? The tsundere of X God Clan wears perfume?
Du Jue came closer and said, "Look, my surname is Du and your surname is Li. You can treat me as my son, hahahaha."
Li Fenxiang sighed: "I am your ancestor and you feel wronged by my age."
Du Jue smelled the faint fragrance next to his ears again. It was extremely elegant, somewhat refreshing and irresistible. He breathed lightly into Li Fenxiang's earlobe: "What is the incense on your body? It smells a lot like you."
This hot breath almost melted Li Fenxiang. His body was already a little sensitive, let alone such a private part. He shrank his shoulders impatiently, and felt that the grown man was a little pretentious because of such a trivial matter, so he had to give up and replied uncomfortably: "That sounds good to me. This is how you should wear perfume. MDCI's barbarian invasion."
Li Fenxiang's whole ears were red as if they were on fire, but his face looked as if nothing had happened, which made people's urge to tease him even stronger.
Du Jue pointed to the painting on the table: "Please give me some advice!"
Li Fenxiang raised his eyes and looked at it, feeling a little interested: "The foundation is good, and the characters in the village painted have good character and charm. The outlines are sharp, natural and unrestrained. The colors are bold and thoughtful." He paused, "But for an ordinary farmhouse, such pavilions and pavilions are too exaggerated. As for the fault, the exquisiteness... Is also fantasy."
Concept: struggle, youth, art, taste.