Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

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She didn't want to have any more accidental interactions with him, as that wasn't revenge on him, but revenge on herself.

She didn't mean that.

"It's almost all used up. I'm sober now." Tong Ruixiao didn't know her purpose. "Why are you asking this? Do you have any request?"

She asked, "Are you allergic to paint?"

“I have no allergies.”

"Very good, you will obey whatever I do next, right?"

"If it can reduce the harm caused by my behavior to you, I can let you do whatever you want."

Jane laughed out loud and squatted in front of him.

He must have washed his hair before taking a bath. Although there were traces of rubbing on his hair, the hair on his temples and forehead was still wet.

She touched his face, which was a very presumptuous action. Normally, she would never do it, but now she did it as if possessed by a ghost.

"I think you are really good at seducing people."

This is not an exaggeration. When he is not wearing glasses, one can clearly see his long eyelashes, each one distinct and distinct. Especially when he lowers his eyelashes, he is extremely seductive.

Tong Ruixiao's body froze unnaturally. Her words made his heart beat faster, and the warmth of her fingertips caused him to shudder.

"Seducing whom?"

He suppressed his strangeness and spoke in a deliberately calm tone, but the slight hoarseness in his voice revealed his inner feelings.

Jian Yan didn't answer directly: "How should I know?"

She felt as if she had entered a monster's abode and was blinded by a spell.

As long as I close my eyes, I can recall the scene of this afternoon in my mind.

When he finished kissing her, he was not wearing glasses and his eyes were slightly red, maybe because of anger or maybe because of the effect of the drugs. He looked so indescribably sexy.

Somehow she couldn't forget it.

How come a face that I never found attractive suddenly became charming?

What was even stranger was that she had just had the audacity to speak her mind—that she was afraid.

I was still shaking with fear in the car in the afternoon, but now I feel more at ease than when I usually face him.

It was as if I knew what he really looked like, so I wasn't so afraid of him anymore.

Although she knew that the other party had always been this kind of person and the danger level had never decreased, her state of mind had changed.

She expressed her thoughts and faced her own heart at the same time, which invisibly added a layer of shield for herself.

This shield allowed her to speak freely to him at this moment.

Tong Ruixiao frowned, puzzled in her peach blossom eyes: "You don't know but you say I'm a seducer? Why are you slandering me like that?"

The hand on his cheek was warm, and the gentle touch felt itchy, making him want to hold it.

But he endured and did not move.

He seemed to have discovered something secret... She seemed to prefer being soft and pitiful. She would rather be soft than hard.

"slander?"

Jane hated being accused for the first time but didn't want to refute it.

Her hand moved to his chin, forcing him to look up.

This action has a forced nature, especially since his eyes are looking downwards, which sounds rebellious and is particularly humiliating.

"Not only will I slander you, I will also force you to do things you don't like."

Whether you like it or not is another matter, but it is humiliating enough anyway.

She could see that Tong Ruixiao had a high sense of personal morality, did not engage in casual relationships between men and women, and could be said to have relatively conservative ideas.

It's easy to make such a person uncomfortable.

Tong Ruixiao didn't know what she meant, so she pursed her lips and said, "There are so many things I don't like. Which one are you referring to?"

If you ask me to do it, there is no question of like or dislike, I will do it with great pleasure.

"You'll know in a moment, put on your clothes first."

She stood up, and only realized her mistake after she had said it, and changed her tone, "No, don't wear clothes."

Tong Ruixiao was stunned, and then realized that the tip of his ear was gradually stained with blood, very red, "What?"

No clothes?

He didn't even realize that she had a strange habit and such a special way of taking revenge.

"Didn't you say unconditional obedience? Don't ask any more questions."

Her tone was cold.

But he still couldn't accept it, always feeling that something was wrong, and Jian Yan's hatred for him far outweighed his interest. How could he possibly make such a casual and wanton request?

"I……"

Jane Yan saw the look on his face and her face turned green, "What are you thinking about? Only the upper body is exposed."

"Put on your bottoms...if that doesn't work, put on your pajamas."

She looked like she really wanted to have something with him?

Oh my god, it’s so frustrating!

Heaven and earth can testify that she only thought his face was a little more pleasing to the eye and was just appreciating his looks, it had nothing to do with feelings at all!

"I'll come to you in half an hour, dry your hair."

When Tong Ruixiao heard her last sentence, he felt a warm current in his heart.

He explained: "If you are in a hurry, you don't have to wait that long. The room has floor heating and air conditioning, so you won't catch a cold whether you wipe your hair or not."

"It's better to dry it."

She left his bathroom without looking back and returned to her own room.

In fact, she asked him to dry his hair not because she was afraid that he would catch a cold. What did it matter to her whether he caught a cold or not? As long as nothing serious happened and affected the progress of her task, it would be fine.

She was afraid that the water on his hair would spread the ink, and then the painting would be in vain.

Half an hour later, she returned to his room with the paint.

He was already sitting in the study waiting for her, his hair dried as she had instructed, and he was wearing black silk pajamas.

His hair was neatly combed, his trousers reached his ankles, his shirt was buttoned to the top, he was very formal, and he was wearing pajamas as if he was going to work.

Seeing the paintbrush and the different paint palette in Jian Yan's hand, he was confused and asked, "What is this?"

Jian Yan: "Paint that can be washed off with alcohol. Use your body as a drawing board for me this afternoon."

He was surprised. This was beyond his imagination. "Painting on me?"

It's so shameful to expose her body and ask her to paint on it.

"Take it off."

He hesitated, feeling that this was extremely shameful and difficult to accept. "Does it have to be this way?"

Seeing his struggling expression, Jian Yan guessed that this was not easy for Tong Ruixiao to accept, and sneered: "Now you think it's not possible?"

"You also know that being forced has no dignity, right?"

"How come you can force me to do something I don't want to do, but you can't accept others forcing you? Only officials are allowed to set fires, but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps?"

She placed the paintbrush on the palette with a "click" sound, and anger appeared in her eyes.

When Tong Ruixiao met her gaze, he didn't feel humiliated, but he was not confident about his body and was ashamed to expose it to his beloved.

You can see everything clearly when you are painting.

If he had known that this day would come, he would have gone for a body shaping session to show her his best side.

and……

The distance was too close, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control his body's reaction.

The man's eyes flickered, and after a long while he nodded and agreed: "Okay."