After the real daughter was reborn, the girl who traveled through the book was cannon fodder

Qu Qingdai and Su Jingmo lingered in the living room for a while before slowly getting up and heading to her studio. With only three weeks until the exhibition, Qu Qingdai wanted to paint a few more paintings so she could have more on display, making the trip worthwhile for her fans.

In the cozy studio, Qu Qingdai, brush in hand, was absorbed in her creation. Meanwhile, Su Jingmo, notebook in hand, sat in the lounge area nearby. Although he wasn't at the office, he still had some work documents to attend to.

At this moment, Qu Qingdai was immersed in her painting, but gradually, her mind began to wander. Her eyes involuntarily turned to Su Jingmo. Seeing him working diligently, Qu Qingdai's painting movements gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely.

Su Jingmo keenly noticed Qu Qingdai's gaze. He raised his head, looked at Qu Qingdai, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Qu Qingdai covered her face with her hands embarrassedly and said shyly, "Well, Amo, can you be a model for me?" Her eyes were full of anticipation, and she looked so cute that it was hard to refuse.

"Hmm?" Su Jingmo frowned slightly, a puzzled look on his face.

Qu Qingdai slightly opened her hands that were covering her face, revealing her eyes between her fingers. She added cunningly, "Become my model. I'll draw you without clothes..."

Hearing Qu Qingdai's bold request, even Su Jingmo, a man of great experience and experience, was stunned. He met Qu Qingdai's eager gaze and said slowly, "I'll agree to it, but baby, is there any compensation for me?"

"What? I'm a great painter, and you're asking for compensation for painting for you?"

"Of course, I'm a businessman and I don't do business at a loss!"

"Well, all right then. What compensation do you want?"

"Think for yourself."

"Ah... can't you just say it directly?"

"Then baby seems a little insincere."

"Kissing you, is that compensation?"

"Just try it, baby, and you'll know."

Qu Qingdai slowly walked towards Su Jingmo, each step tinged with shyness and nervousness. She came to Su Jingmo, who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, and leaned slightly closer to him.

Her eyes were fixed on Su Jingmo's lips, and she moved closer little by little. Just when she was about to kiss him, her body suddenly became unstable, she lost her balance and fell straight down.

Su Jingmo was quick-witted and quickly stretched out his strong arms to embrace Qu Qingdai. Her soft body suddenly slammed into his chest, and a warm touch instantly spread throughout his body.

"Ugh, it hurts." Qu Qingdai made a humming sound, frowned, and a painful expression appeared on her face.

"What's wrong? Baby, raise your head and let me see." Su Jingmo's voice was full of concern and worry. He gently held Qu Qingdai's face and looked at her carefully, his eyes full of anxiety and heartache.

"Oh, my baby's nose has turned red." Su Jingmo saw that Qu Qingdai was not seriously injured, but her nose was rubbed a little red, so he said in a joking tone.

"Okay, it's all your fault." Qu Qingdai lay in Su Jingmo's arms coquettishly, covering her nose with her hands.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have asked my baby to compensate me. It's my great honor that my baby is willing to draw me." Su Jingmo said lovingly.

"Hmm? Yes! Of course. Can I draw now?" Qu Qingdai raised her head and asked Su Jingmo.

"Although I made my baby's nose red, I seem to have not received any compensation yet." Su Jingmo said while deliberately teasing her.

"You..." Qu Qingdai paused, then tilted her head slightly and gently pressed her lips against Su Jingmo's, then quickly separated them and said, "Is it okay now?"

"This is not enough." Su Jingmo said, with a wicked smile on his lips. He lowered his head and kissed the crimson lips gently and passionately.

Su Jingmo's nimble lips, filled with endless tenderness and dominance, slowly pried open her teeth, and like a valiant army, he launched a fierce assault on her mouth. His tongue nimbly hooked Qu Qingdai's small, lilac tongue, sucking gently and biting with a touch of force, as if he wanted to savor every inch of her delicate skin.

Under his teasing, Qu Qingdai felt a surge of electricity running down her spine, causing her to tremble all over and her legs to go weak, almost losing the strength to stand. If Su Jingmo hadn't held her tightly, she would have collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

By the time Su Jingmo finally released her, Qu Qingdai was practically gasping for breath. Her breathing was rapid and disordered, her chest heaving violently. Su Jingmo pressed his lips against hers, a half-smile on his face, gently pecking them again and again. In his eyes, Qu Qingdai had the softest lips in the world, and no matter how many kisses he could muster, he would never tire of them.

After Qu Qingdai gradually regained consciousness in Su Jingmo's arms, she didn't ask any more questions and simply reached out to grab Su Jingmo's collar. She leaned close to his ear, blew softly, and then said word by word, "Be my model!"

"If you still have the energy..." Su Jingmo said, his eyes slowly moving to her swollen lips, with a hint of teasing and mockery in his eyes.

After hearing what he said, Qu Qingdai immediately stood up, subconsciously covered her mouth, and said somewhat stubbornly, "Yes! Of course I can!"

Having received Qu Qingdai's affirmative answer and having just tasted the sweetness, Su Jingmo would definitely meet her request no matter what. So, he stood up and walked to her drawing board with elegant steps. His upright posture was like a statue, and he waited quietly for her to draw.

All the necessary painting tools were neatly arranged, brushes, paints, and paper all available, each perfectly prepared. The painter, Qu Qingdai, stood gracefully, while the model, Su Jingmo, also elegantly took their place. Both of them were ready to begin work at any moment.

"I'm ready, take it off."

Qu Qingdai's clear voice sounded so calm and composed.

Su Jingmo raised his brows slightly, his slender fingers gently resting on the top button of his shirt. Under Qu Qingdai's focused gaze, he slowly unbuttoned the buttons one by one, gradually revealing his firm and tight abdominal muscles, exuding a very seductive charm.

Qu Qingdai stared at the scene in front of her, her hand holding the paintbrush tightening involuntarily. Her heartbeat began to accelerate. She tried to calm herself down and said softly, "Continue."

Su Jingmo obeyed, slowly sliding his shirt off his shoulders. His muscular figure was fully revealed to Qu Qingdai, every line brimming with strength and beauty, making it impossible to look away. The toned muscles and defined lines all displayed his strength and masculinity, truly captivating.

"Good, continue..." Qu Qingdai raised her head slightly, trying hard to control the trembling of her voice, but she could still hear a hint of imperceptible panic in her voice.

Su Jingmo casually tossed the shirt onto the sofa, then slowly moved his hands to his belt. He glanced at Qu Qingdai, who was feigning composure, and slowly and methodically began to unbuckle his belt. With a crisp "click," the buckle was instantly unfastened. He unhurriedly and slowly pulled out the belt, then tossed it onto the sofa again.

"You, you continue to take off your clothes..." Qu Qingdai's eyes gradually began to wander and drifted everywhere.

Su Jingmo looked at Qu Qingdai's evasive gaze, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, outlining an imperceptible arc. He slowly placed his hands on the waistband of his pants, and just as he was about to untie this last layer of obstruction, Qu Qingdai suddenly ran over like a gust of wind and stopped his hands.

"Wait!" Qu Qingdai said hurriedly, "I may... I can't concentrate now, I really can't paint. Let's, let's paint another day." There was a hint of panic and embarrassment in her voice, which was in sharp contrast to her previous calmness.

Su Jingmo clasped Qu Qingdai's hand tightly with his backhand, and with a half-smile on his face, he said slowly: "Daidai, are you teasing me?"

"No, no!" Qu Qingdai responded guiltily, her eyes somewhat evasive, not daring to look Su Jingmo in the eye.

"It was you who said you wanted to paint, and it was also you who said you were not suitable for painting. Who was the person who just made a solemn promise to me?" There was a hint of teasing in Su Jingmo's voice.

"I didn't say I wouldn't paint. It's just that my mind isn't suited to painting right now. I just said it's not suitable this time. Next time, I will definitely paint next time!" Qu Qingdai tried hard to defend herself, but her voice revealed a hint of lack of confidence.

"Oh, really? If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to have it again. Daidai, have you really made up your mind?" Su Jingmo pressed on step by step, not giving Qu Qingdai any chance to retreat.

"You... I have compensated you, and you just go back on your word?!" Qu Qingdai said angrily.

"Daidai, the compensation is that you can draw this time, but it doesn't say that it can be postponed to next time." Su Jingmo raised his eyebrows, his tone full of certainty.

"You...a big profiteer!" Qu Qingdai glared at Su Jingmo angrily, looking unconvinced.

"Hahahaha, Daidai, don't forget what I do!" Su Jingmo laughed out loud, and his laughter was full of pride and confidence.

"Hmph, anyway, I said next time will be next time. You have already received my compensation, so you should do as I say." Qu Qingdai pouted and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Look at your mouth, you can hang a bottle of oil on it." Su Jingmo smiled and stretched out his hand, gently tapping her mouth.

"You...put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Dade, help me get it."

"Hmph, I told you to throw it this far." Qu Qingdai turned around reluctantly and walked slowly towards the sofa, mumbling something as she walked.

"Here, put it on quickly." She handed the clothes to Su Jingmo, her face still showing a somewhat arrogant expression.

"You heartless boy, who am I doing this for?" Su Jingmo took the clothes and put them on while teasing.

Su Jingmo slowly put his clothes back on, slowly tightening his black shirt to perfectly cover his alluring beauty. Just as he was about to button it, his eyes caught sight of the petite figure in front of him, mumbling something. He immediately changed his mind, a playful smile playing on his lips as he said, "Daidai, come and help me button it up."

Qu Qingdai looked at him in surprise, her eyes wide open, and said in disbelief, "You can't even button your shirt yourself?"

"Who asked me to take off my clothes? I listened to you and took off my clothes, but now you are not responsible. How can you turn your back on me and abandon me? Dai Dai!" Su Jingmo deliberately lengthened his voice.

"Just...button it." Qu Qingdai knew she was in the wrong, and although she felt a little reluctant, she could only slowly walk over. She stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed the top button, and then buttoned it one by one. She paused after each button, as if deliberately delaying time, or expressing her dissatisfaction. Su Jingmo stood there with a smug look on his face, letting Qu Qingdai button him, his eyes full of doting smiles.

When Qu Qingdai finished buttoning the last button and was about to leave, Su Jingmo suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender waist. Then, he lowered his head slightly and kissed her moving red lips with precision.

The tip of his tongue deftly penetrated her territory, gently stroking every inch of her tender skin, and finally holding that small lilac tongue, sucking and teasing it continuously.

"Daidai..." Su Jingmo reluctantly released the sweet lips that had intoxicated him, and instead turned his attention to her earlobes and her fair, graceful neck. He kissed her skin almost worshipfully, and then eagerly sought her lips and began a frantic kiss.

It was a fierce and intense kiss, as if it wanted to absorb the person's soul completely. This passionate kiss was like wanting to swallow the person whole. Qu Qingdai was startled by his sudden enthusiasm, but soon she hugged his neck and responded to Su Jingmo's plunder.

At this moment, even Su Jingmo's hands became restless, attempting to reach under her clothes and caress her delicate skin. His hands kept moving upwards, finally covering her softness and kneading it vigorously. Qu Qingdai was startled and opened her eyes, seeing the bright sunlight pouring into the studio without any obstruction. Although she couldn't see what was happening inside from the outside, she still felt very uncomfortable.

"No, not here..." Qu Qingdai said embarrassedly.

"Okay, let's go back to the bedroom," Su Jingmo said submissively in a low, magnetic voice, a hint of hidden desire in it. Then, without hesitation, he bent down, lifted Qu Qingdai up horizontally, and held her tightly in his arms.

His steps were firm and powerful, each one carrying a resolute aura as he strode out of the studio and headed towards his bedroom. This time... he was going to finish what he hadn't finished that morning.