After becoming the personal model of the boss

It was too late last night, He Xiancheng let him go back after a short time.

The next day after school, Zhou Shangan came to He Xiancheng's house.

He also carried a backpack, because yesterday he forgot to ask He Xiancheng for his salary when he left He Xiancheng's house in a hurry, and he didn't have enough money to stay in the hotel for another night.

So Zhou Shangan could only temporarily store some of his belongings in the hotel, and keep the important things close to his body first, and wait until he asked He Xiancheng for his salary at night before going to open the room.

Zhou Shang'an knocked on the door, and after a while, He Xiancheng came out.

He Xiancheng seemed to be busy with something, when he saw Zhou Shangan, he casually said "Come here?" Before Zhou Shangan could reply, he turned and went back to the bedroom.

Zhou Shang'an put her schoolbag on the chair in the living room, went to the bedroom and leaned halfway in to see him.

He Xiancheng was writing something on the desk, and only his back was left. There was a laptop next to him, and a webpage was opened on the screen. Zhou Shangan couldn't see what was on it even though he was far away.

Without looking back, He Xiancheng knew that Zhou Shangan was looking at him, and said in a low voice, "Go and change your clothes first, I'll come later."

Zhou Shang'an looked at the studio next to him, nodded, and replied, "Okay."

The clothes worn yesterday were neatly folded on the sofa.

Zhou Shangan glanced at the empty unshielded windows next to him, and only the rooftops of a few residential buildings could be seen outside.

He stood by the sofa and took off.

As soon as Zhou Shang'an changed, He Xiancheng came out.

He sat on the sofa, recalling last night's posture in his mind, until he thought it was almost done, then turned his gaze to He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng looked at him quietly for a while, Zhou Shangan was a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, moved his body slightly back, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

He Xiancheng didn't speak, walked over in silence, and put his hand on his open skirt.

He Xiancheng's knuckles touched his collarbone, and then slid down the edge of his nightgown.

Zhou Shangan was stunned.

Finally, when it stopped on his chest, Zhou Shang'an felt He Xiancheng's hand was slightly warm.

He Xiancheng pulled his lapel out.

Zhou Shang'an looked at He Xiancheng in a daze.

The nightgown was half off on his shoulders.

He Xiancheng withdrew his hand, looked down at Zhou Shang'an's chest slightly, the large V-shaped neckline of the nightgown was drawn out, revealing a large area of ​​smooth and fair skin inside.

He opened Zhou Shang'an's left skirt a little more, and then nodded with satisfaction.

When He Xiancheng turned around and went back, Zhou Shang'an realized that he was breathing inexplicably short of breath.

Today is much morning than yesterday, and it is still bright outside, just when the sun is setting.

So Zhou Shang'an had to maintain this posture for a longer time.

He had to tilt his head slightly, and his vision was limited.

But he could still see He Xiancheng's face, so after he had looked at everything in half the room, Zhou Shang'an began to look at He Xiancheng boredly.

When He Xiancheng is painting, his brows will be slightly frowned unconsciously, his eyes are deep, and his dark eyes are fixed, looking very focused, and there is an indescribable taste.

Zhou Shang'an suddenly thought of a sentence: A man is the most handsome when he is serious.

He Xiancheng raised his head suddenly, and Zhou Shangan bumped into him before he could look away.

He Xiancheng's eyes were still focused.

In an instant, Zhou Shangan glanced away hastily.

He heard He Xiancheng say: "Are you tired? Do you want to rest?"

Zhou Shang'an didn't know how long it had been, but he still shook his head, paused for a moment, and said again: "I'm not tired."

He Xiancheng didn't speak any more.

The room suddenly became quiet again, so quiet that Zhou Shangan could hear his unsteady heartbeat.