Chapter 1111: Chapter 1111: Staring at Him Like a Fool
"..." Pei Yuanchen glared at her, and after a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and paint your picture, don’t forget, I’m only giving you ten minutes."
He must have been out of his mind to ask her that question.
But Ziyi relentlessly asked, "Uncle Xiaobao, are you really being hunted by your enemies? Is that why you don’t want to be with me, right?"
Pei Yuanchen sneered, "He Ziyi, you’ve watched too many movies."
"But you obviously like me, why don’t you want to be with me?" Ziyi was a bit angry.
"I’ve said it before, because I don’t want to be responsible, and Miss, you’re like a piece of sticky candy, once it sticks, you can’t shake it off." He snorted.
"That’s not true, I’ve never asked you to be responsible." Ziyi felt wronged.
She understood what responsibility meant, he just didn’t want to marry her.
But if they didn’t get married, they didn’t get married, she never thought it was a problem.
Since she was young, no one ever told her she had to find someone to marry. Her mother always told her, as long as you’re happy, that’s what matters.
Pei Yuanchen looked at her confused and aggrieved eyes, and his heart suddenly ached.
He took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "Are you going to paint or not?"
Ziyi opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Pei Yuanchen’s stern gaze forced her to retreat.
"...I’ll get a new sheet of paper." Ziyi said sullenly, walking to the easel, she took down the previous work, as usual, threw it on the ground, then picked up a new sheet and placed it on.
Pei Yuanchen’s gaze turned and saw the drawing she had thrown on the ground.
It was also a sketch, depicting a man’s bare back.
His gaze darkened.
Ziyi noticed his gaze and stuck out her tongue to explain, "I drew that last night... I wanted to draw you, but halfway through, I gave up..."
Pei Yuanchen’s face still showed no expression, but his hands involuntarily tightened.
"What do you need me to do?" His voice was slightly hoarse.
Ziyi pasted the drawing paper, then walked over to him, and whispered, "First, take off your coat..."
Pei Yuanchen glanced at her, snorted, and then unbuttoned his coat and took it off.
In the early autumn weather, under the coat, he only wore a shirt.
The shirt was of excellent material, tightly clinging to the man’s muscle lines, fitting yet not losing its crispness.
The man’s shoulders were very broad, with the shoulder lines perfectly sculpted, which to Ziyi was simply pleasing to the eye.
Drawing requires great attention to proportion, and Ziyi was naturally sensitive to this aspect.
A body with excellent proportions was absolutely a visual delight for her.
Her gaze continuously moved from his shoulders to his waistline, then downward to admire the man’s long legs.
After admiring, she swept her gaze from the bottom back up, finally landing on his Adam’s apple.
His Adam’s apple moved once, producing a sexy motion sound.
Ziyi’s heartbeat tangled, suddenly feeling a bit nervous.
She finally fixed her gaze on his face.
Pei Yuanchen still remained expressionless, but his light blue eyes showed a deepening trend.
"He Ziyi, have you seen enough?" He croaked, as if suppressing something.
Ziyi embarrassedly stuck out her tongue, "Uncle Xiaobao, you have a really good figure."
"As if that needs your comment." Pei Yuanchen coldly snorted, "Also, a third of your ten minutes are already gone."
...This woman was actually staring at him dumbly, making his heart combust with fire.
