Day n of not wanting to be a kept man's canary

The word "nervous" is mentioned, with a deliberate pause in between.

It was a simple question, but the word "nervous" came out of his mouth, his face contorted with nervousness.

"No, no..."

The oppressive atmosphere mixed with teasing words left Mu Yanxin unsure how to respond.

She reached out to try to push Leng Tingye away, but couldn't budge him. The man grabbed her wrists, lifted them above her head, and pressed them firmly against the wall.

The two were separated only by a layer of clothing, almost skin to skin, and could clearly feel each other's body temperature.

"What, haven't you figured out how to make this up yet?"

Mu Yanxin couldn't answer his question. This stalemate wasn't going to work; Zhong Yu could come back at any time, and things would be even more awkward then.

She forced a smile and said in a soft voice, "Master Ye, shall I tell you slowly when we get back?"

Her voice was so soft it was almost irresistible, so sweet and gentle that it was impossible to refuse.

"Humph!"

Leng Tingye snorted coldly, "So, you've managed to coax me?"

Because of her poor physique, Mu Yanxin had to look up when she looked at him, and she eagerly tried to catch the changes in Leng Tingye's emotions.

His eyes gradually lost their coldness, and his tone softened considerably. She blinked and nodded, "Let's coax Master Ye!"

The man in front of me is not easy to please; pleasing him is not only a physical task, but also a skill.

Leng Tingye wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her up, seemingly dissatisfied, and said, "Is this how you coax me?"

He gave her a hard pinch on her waist. "Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

Mu Yanxin winced in pain, instantly understanding his unspoken meaning. She stood on tiptoe and offered him a kiss willingly.

The man is too tall.

With her hands pinned down, she couldn't exert any strength and tried several times without success. Her voice trembled with grievance as she said coquettishly, "I can't reach it!"

"Giving up like this?" Leng Tingye scoffed. "Find your own way!"

He has an eccentric personality; he doesn't like people who are too compliant, nor does he like people who are too pretentious. It's hard to find the right balance when to coax him, so Mu Yanxin can only carefully try to find that balance between the two.

This piqued his interest in continuing to play, indicating that he was very satisfied with her performance.

Mu Yanxin lightly stepped on the man's foot; the smooth touch told her that he was wearing leather shoes.

Mu Yanxin tried to stand on tiptoe to kiss the man's lips, but the man deliberately mischievously pulled away every time he was about to kiss her, preventing her from doing so.

Mu Yanxin said angrily, "Master Ye, did you do this on purpose?"

"That's it!" Leng Tingye smiled brightly. "Weren't you supposed to be coaxing people? Is that all the patience you have?"

Since she was going to coax him, she had to do it well. Mu Yanxin tiptoed again.

Seeing the woman who was so angry she looked like a pufferfish, still trying to please him despite being repeatedly humiliated, Leng Tingye was amused.

He thought that since the woman couldn't reach him, she would eventually give in and beg him to bend down. But to his surprise, the woman preferred to look up again and again rather than give in.

On the surface, they appear weak and powerless, but deep down they possess an indomitable stubbornness.

Seeing that she was exhausted from all her struggles, Leng Tingye held her head with his large hand, bent down and bit her lip.

"hiss……"

She winced in pain and dodged away.

Leng Tingye licked his lips. "You're still a bit lacking in the art of coaxing people. You'll need to practice more next time."

Mu Yanxin breathed a sigh of relief, finally calming him down. Zhong Yu had been gone for a while and should be back soon.

"Your anger has subsided, can you let me go now?"

His strong arms encircled her slender waist, pressing her completely against his body. He grinned wickedly, "Your anger has subsided, but your fire is rising."

He deliberately breathed hot air into her ear and asked, "What do you suggest we do?"

The man's voice was deep and resonant, with a natural blend of tones that tickled her ears.

After repeated physical contact, the body developed muscle memory, and his teasing made it unbearably hot.

Especially Leng Tingye's face, when he's not angry, is incredibly alluring, making it impossible not to fall for him.

Mu Yanxin shook her head; she had almost been bewitched by the man again just now.

"No!" Mu Yanxin grabbed the hand that was freely swimming downstream, biting her lip as she said, "No!"

This is Zhong Yu's studio; Zhong Yu might come back at any time.

"You just light a fire and then ignore it?" Leng Tingye pulled his hand away from her small hand and held her hand...

"Master Ye, this place won't do!" Mu Yan was so anxious that tears were almost in her eyes as she pleaded, "Can we go somewhere else?"

"Okay!" Leng Tingye smiled and picked her up with one hand.

Without warning, he picked her up, and Mu Yanxin almost lost her balance. She quickly grabbed the man's neck and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you want to go somewhere else?" Leng Tingye bounced the woman's body around, adjusting it to a suitable height.

Even when she was sitting on Leng Tingye's arm, her line of sight was level with the man's.

Mu Yanxin thought the man would take her away.

Leng Tingye's behavior once again surprised her; he took her directly to the outside of the changing room.

The lifelike nude models all had beautiful and alluring figures. She was also completely naked, and she lowered her head in shame.

Mu Yanxin remained silent.

Is this what men mean by "changing locations"? If I had known this would happen, I would have preferred to stay inside; at least I wouldn't have had to face those lifelike mannequins.

Half an hour later, Mu Yanxin collapsed onto the display stand, exhausted, the lights outlining her perfect curves.

Leng Tingye put on his clothes, lit a cigarette, and looked at her with lingering interest, wolfing down his food in his words.

"I'm back!" Zhong Yu shouted as he entered the door after buying paint.

Leng Tingye picked up the rectangular piece of blue silk from the ground and threw it at Mu Yanxin, covering her face.

"Get dressed. You can only show me what you look like without clothes."

Mu Yanxin sat up and used the cloth to cover what needed to be covered.

Zhong Yu returned to his studio, ready to begin. While packing his things, he noticed that the blue shirt was still there.

Which garment is the beauty wearing? Could it be that piece of blue silk?

If that man finds out, he can forget about opening his art gallery.

Zhong Yu knocked on the door, holding the blue dress in his hand. "Beautiful lady, have you changed your clothes?"

"Excuse me, I think I gave you the wrong clothes. Could you please come and get them again?"

"Miss Mu?"

The door opened.

"Leng Tingye, what are you doing here?" Zhong Yu was startled at first, his eyes filled with panic and a strong desire to survive.

"Where is Miss Mu?" Zhong Yu peeked inside.

Leng Tingye raised his hand and twisted his head, turning it 180 degrees.

When Mu Yanxin came out fully dressed, she saw Zhong Yu sitting obediently in the tea chair.

His eyes were full of pleading.

Their eyes met briefly. Mu Yanxin and Zhong Yu were in the same boat; it was no exaggeration to say that if one of them were to perish, the other would be in the same boat.

"Come here!" Leng Tingye beckoned, gesturing for Mu Yanxin to sit on his lap. Mu Yanxin didn't hesitate any longer and went over to sit on his lap.

Zhong Yu broke out in a cold sweat. After a brief exchange of glances, the two quickly coordinated their statements.

Leng Tingye, "Aren't you going to explain?"