The correct way to use the white moonlight

Since the last time he opened meat, Ye Changfeng has continued this hobby to the end, basically tossing him once a day.Ye Changfeng became more and more energetic. Anyone who saw him could find that the president's energy was completely different from before. How should I put it, even walking with wind.But Xie Qinghong was the complete opposite. His expression was downcast and his thoughts were heavy, and his whole person looked gloomy. In addition, he had to make up a piece of work, which couldn't be done under the eyes of the President. It was really embarrassing for him. up.

Even Xie Qinghong's teacher couldn't stand such an obvious situation. Pei Yue brought him into the office again, and said earnestly: "Qinghong, how are you doing recently? I think you have been in a bad state, even in class. The one who is absent-minded, is it difficult to complete the homework?"

Xie Qinghong sat there with his head bowed, didn't speak, and didn't dare to raise his head, for fear that the teacher would ask him if he saw something wrong with his expression.Pei Yue saw that it was not easy to force him if he didn't speak, so he could only pat him on the shoulder, "No matter what happens, you can tell the teacher, and the teacher will definitely help you."

Xie Qinghong thanked him softly, walked out of the office, and then rushed to a corner, crying loudly, as if to vent all the grievances during this period.It wasn't until his strength was exhausted that he wiped his face to make sure that there was nothing wrong with him, and walked back slowly with heavy steps.

Ye Changfeng naturally saw that something was wrong with Xie Qinghong for a while, but he didn't express anything, these small emotions were all used to him, and he couldn't let him go.But occasionally there is still a reward, Ye Changfeng thinks about the gift he brought back, and thinks that Xie Qinghong will definitely like it.

Xie Qinghong remained silent, neither resisting nor reacting, and treated the President in this silent way.In fact, he may not have noticed that the president with a strong aura softened as soon as he was around him. Although his face was still expressionless, it was not as scary as usual, making people shiver.

"I have a gift for you today." Ye Changfeng took out a big box from nowhere, and there was a bow tie on it, which fully showed his identity.

After hearing what he said, Xie Qinghong didn't even raise his eyelids, but just stared blankly ahead.Ye Changfeng didn't care, he just put the box in front of him, "You are sure not to open it and have a look, don't regret it."

Xie Qinghong just pretended not to hear, this kind of naive aggressive method was really useless to him, he really thought he would be fooled.Ye Changfeng squatted down, looked at him from bottom to top, and patted the box on his knee, "Even if you don't want to open it, you can weigh it and guess what's inside, maybe it's what you want .”

Xie Qinghong lowered his head, not understanding why he always emphasized this point, he picked up the box and shook it, it should be a square thing, and the weight is really heavy.The President always emphasized that he would definitely like this gift, so it's just what he likes, Xie Qinghong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a light flashed in his head.

Xie Qinghong quickly opened the box in his hand, and what caught his eyes made his breathing stop. It turned out to be "The First Sun" by Master Mo La. The water reflected the colors of the sun and the sky, and the sky and water merged in the misty mist. The boats on the water and the distant scenery are also blurred, as if they will be melted by the morning light, air and water.

This masterpiece is said to have been lost in the Great War a hundred years ago, and many of the ones on the market are imitations. When Xie Qinghong saw this painting, he knew it was the real one.Xie Qinghong felt his heart beating wildly, and his whole body was in a state of dizziness. He didn't even dare to touch the screen with his fingers, for fear of ruining the masterpiece.Thinking about how he had swayed for a long time just now, he wished he could slap himself.

"How about it, do you like it? If you don't like it, I'll throw it away." Ye Changfeng knew from his expression that the painting was given to him, but he still didn't forget to tease him.

When Xie Qinghong heard this, he wished he could hide the painting immediately, and still glared at him.This person who doesn't know much about art might really be able to throw away this treasure like trash, so I must be on guard against him.

"Is this painting...is it really for me?" Xie Qinghong asked cautiously, his eyes were full of hope. It was because this painting was too precious and dear to him, and he couldn't resist this temptation at all. force.

Ye Changfeng nodded, "Of course, whatever you want to do with it, it will be yours from now on. If you like, I can also help you find paintings like this... that have no value at all. Of course, I Need something good."

"What are the benefits..." Xie Qinghong asked a little shyly, although he really wanted it, but if the request was too much...he still had to think about it.

Ye Changfeng nodded his lips, "It's very simple, just give me a kiss. Don't just touch the lips, but kiss deeply."

Xie Qinghong blinked his eyes. It was such a simple request that he felt uneasy.He thought it would be an excessive request, but he didn't expect that the president just wanted him to kiss, although the details of the kiss were more demanding.Xie Qinghong walked over, stood on tiptoe, and gently pressed his lips on his cool lips, then pressed his tongue shyly against his jaw.After Ye Changfeng finally let go of his jaw, he hesitated and poked in.Then there was nothing wrong with him, Ye Changfeng directly wrapped his tongue around him, and kissed him back, knocking him out.

After the kiss, Ye Changfeng leaned against his face and said in a sexy and hoarse voice: "Very good, very good, that's it. Just one kiss, and I will help you find what you want."

Xie Qinghong panted lightly, did not answer his question, and looked very submissive.Such a well-behaved appearance really made Ye Changfeng very comfortable, and he embraced him tenderly, and began to tell him stories again.There hasn't been such a peaceful atmosphere between the two for a long time, and the relationship that had been stalemate some time ago has also relaxed, and it looks very warm.

From that time on, Xie Qinghong no longer resisted Ye Changfeng's intimacy as much as before, and seldom refuted his words. It can even be said that apart from painting, he completely focused on him.The atmosphere between the two is just like that of ordinary lovers, very intimate, and occasionally showing affection.

"Your painting is very interesting. Is it me?" Ye Changfeng looked at the half-finished painting and found it very interesting.This is a step he made again after he destroyed Xie Qinghong's painting last time. It seemed very inspired, which shows how resentful he was to himself at that time.

This painting is an officer in military uniform, riding a tall horse, wielding a long sword in his hand, and the place is a battlefield.However, there is indeed a quiet and peaceful city not far behind him, which is the existence he guards.But in front of him were corpses all over the place, the most conspicuous of which was a woman holding a baby, her eyes were fixed on the officer in front of her, one hand was protecting the child, the other stretched out in his direction.

Xie Qinghong nodded naturally, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with painting like this at all. He was the one who ruined his hard work, and he didn't allow himself to integrate anger into inspiration?Besides, this painting really touched his heart, it was so much better than his previous work, he was too proud, so how could he deny it.

Ye Changfeng was helpless, it seemed that Xie Qinghong had become more courageous, so he said that a lover cannot be petted, and if he pets him, he would go to heaven, "Okay, anyway, the painting is not bad."

Xie Qinghong rolled his eyes in his heart, and said that you seem to understand, he has discovered that the great president actually has no artistic skills at all, not only painting, but also music and the like are not very interested.The two of them are not from the same world at all, and it's really... interesting that they can come together now.