This sentence was not casual, Qi Mian could hear the real anger and coldness in Tu Ye's tone.
He loves animals and hates humans who harm animals.
Qi Mian silently wrote it down, then nodded in agreement: "Yes, what are you going to draw today?"
Tu Ye touched her hair. The obedient girl always looked like she trusted him unconditionally and relied on him in front of him. He liked it very much. Qi Mian was like a gentle and harmless little lamb. This was also what he liked. One of the reasons to bring her back.
He glanced at the "models" behind him who were already posing. It had only been a few days since they started to look stale, and Tu Ye's features became gloomy.
Lack of inspiration left his regular paintings unfinished.
"I haven't thought about it yet." He replied unhappily.
[Tu Ye is not in a good mood. His painting exhibition will start next week. Before that, he will complete an outstanding painting inspired by the victims. But perhaps because of our arrival, he has not yet Finish. ]
Sansan reminded Qi Mian quietly, and Qi Mian's mind moved. She reached out and grabbed Tu Ye who was standing in front of her: "Honey, can you draw a small animal? It will definitely be very cute."
Tu Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked down at the girl's fair and beautiful face. What came to his mind was not a small animal, but Qi Mian's out-of-focus but clear black and white eyes.
He suddenly leaned over to tidy up Qi Mian's hair that had fallen to her face, and his voice sounded much gentler: "You can be my model."
Qi Mian was stunned, but painting a living person should be better than painting a dead person. She agreed, looking secretly happy and shy but trying to hide it: "Okay."
"However, Mianmian needs to change some clothes first."
There was a rustling sound, and Qi Mian felt a soft cloth being placed on his knees, and then he heard Tu Ye say: "Put it on."
A trace of hesitation flashed across Qi Mian's face, and his voice inevitably became much softer: "Will you change here?"
Tu Ye looked at her: "Yeah."
"Excuse me?"
Qi Mian pursed her lips and her earlobes slowly turned pink. She admitted her concerns in a shy voice: "What if you don't like it?"
Tu Ye raised his eyebrows, but he didn't understand what he said: "What don't you like?"
Qi Mian's cheeks also began to turn slightly pink: "I don't like...my appearance."
The ignorant and pure girl is a new wife and has not experienced the intimacy between husband and wife. She does have too many worries, but every worry of Qi Mian cannot be separated from Tu Ye. In the final analysis, what she is really worried about is that Tu Ye will abandon her. she.
Poor Cuscuta who couldn't live without him.
Tu Ye's eyes darkened and he whispered, "No."
Qi Mian stood up hesitantly. She had nothing to be afraid of. When she was undergoing examinations in the hospital, she didn't know how many times she was looked down upon by doctors and nurses. She had a sense of shame and was tortured by illnesses over and over again. Dissipated completely.
She stood up slowly, and with Tu Ye's acquiescence, she clung to the other person's shoulders and pulled down the zipper on her waist. Maybe she still felt a little shy, so Qi Mian chose to turn sideways to complete the rest of the action.
The pure white lamb opened its confused eyes, exposing itself to this dark hell of blood and roses.
Tu Ye didn't make any extra moves, but Qi Mian felt his eyes crawling across her back like cold poisonous snakes.
"very beautiful."
As if appreciating an obedient pet, Tu Ye gently kissed her lips. There was no desire, just pure satisfaction and pleasure.
Qi Mian lowered his head shyly, hiding the change in his face. Tu Ye's actions and performance showed that he did not regard himself as a complete person. In order to change this, she still had to do a lot.
"There is an art exhibition next week. Do you want to go with me?" The man's voice sounded again.
*
On the day when he was going to the art exhibition with Tu Ye, Qi Mian became obviously nervous.
"Are there many people there? I can't see. I'm afraid..." She was already sitting in Tu Ye's car, her face getting paler and paler, her helplessness and timidity visible to the naked eye.
Tu Ye turned his head and glanced at her. His lamb had asked him to choose a lot of dresses for her the day before. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep. As a result, she had a faint bruise under her eyes today. It did not diminish her beauty, but made her even more beautiful. Feeling delicate.
"I'll be with you," he comforted.
[Host, don’t worry, I will remind you throughout the entire process whether there is any danger around you. ] Sansan was also comforting her.
Qi Mian didn't know whether to tell the truth or not: "No, I'm not really afraid. I'm just pretending to be pitiful so that Tu Ye can pay more attention to me." ]
Sansan: [I see, host, you are so smart! ]
The location of the art exhibition seemed to be far away from home. After almost an hour's drive, Tu Ye stopped the car, and Qi Mian had already heard the noisy voices coming from outside the car.
"Come on down." Tu Ye opened the car door for her thoughtfully, and then helped her out of the car.
Qi Mian seemed to hear someone coming up to say hello. She had never encountered such a scene before, so she could only lean on Tu Ye's side and hold his arm sadly, looking at a loss but trying to stay calm.
Tu Ye silently patted her back and only nodded briefly to the people who came over. His temper was always famous in the circle for being eccentric, so he didn't need to deal with these people, which saved him the trouble.
"Mr. Tu! I finally see you. I have recently created some newly conceived paintings, and I was just wondering if you could..."
"No." Tu Ye's cold voice blocked all the man's words, and he quickly walked in with Qi Mian in his arms.
Qi Mian, who couldn't see anything, almost fell down because of the faster pace. Fortunately, Tu Ye still had the conscience to hug her tightly.
The atmosphere inside the exhibition was much better. Even though Qi Mian could always hear the sounds of tourists coming to visit and the occasional voice saying hello, there were no people outside who came directly to block people and ask questions. Everyone should be more inclined to Appreciate art seriously.
It's a pity that she came to the art exhibition as a blind person. It's quite strange.
Sensing that something was wrong with the mood of the person in his arms, Tu Ye lowered his head and asked her, "What's wrong?"
Qi Mian's eyelashes trembled in despair, and she whispered: "It's a pity that I can't even see..."
Tu Ye stared at her eyes for a few seconds. To be honest, if Qi Mian just looked at a certain place, no one would think that she would be blind, and if she was not blind, he would not take her go home.
"That's good," he said softly.
Qi Mian blinked, not understanding what was wrong, and then another unfamiliar young female voice sounded——
"Mr. Tu, is this your friend? Why haven't you seen him before?"
Tu Ye replied quietly without any hesitation: "This is my wife, Qi Mian."
The woman raised her voice a little because of shock: "Wife?! When did Mr. Tu get married?" She glanced at the girl who was huddled in Tu Ye's arms and couldn't see her face clearly, and felt a sourness and grief in her heart that could not be suppressed. .
Her name is Tian Rui, a rich girl who likes art, especially Tu Ye's paintings. I have been chasing Tu Ye for at least two or three years. In the past two or three years, I have never even been to Tu Ye's house. Their relationship is just a few innocuous words when they meet.
Tu Ye obviously didn't want to talk to her anymore, and said in an impatient tone: "Not long ago."
Tian Rui couldn't accept it. When they met a few months ago, Tu Ye was still cold and inhumane. He was like this to everyone, so she could tolerate this attitude until now, but now she could see Tu Ye He came to his art exhibition with a girl in his arms.
What is the other party's name, Qi Mian? She had never heard of any young lady with the surname Qi.
She used to feel complacent that she was the only woman who could say a few words to Tu Ye.
"Tu Ye, are you really not joking? How could you get married so suddenly? Have you thought about it? Your status shouldn't just find a girl to marry." Tian Rui became more and more excited as he spoke. Everyone can see what she is thinking.
Qi Mian listened quietly like a transparent person throughout the whole process, thinking, here it comes, the cannon fodder female supporting character who follows the villain?
Unexpectedly, Tu Ye didn't even say a polite word, but just passed by Tian Rui with Qi Mian in his arms. Qi Mian was worried that the woman would step forward and grab Tu Ye to prevent him from leaving.
But fortunately, Tian Rui didn't have the courage to do this.
Although Tu Ye is a painter, the inheritance he inherited is definitely not something that others can afford. In other words, he has the capital to ignore everyone.
Tian Rui stood there, staring helplessly and disbelievingly at the backs of the two people leaving. For a moment, he just felt how ridiculous he was for looking forward to meeting Tu Ye today.
"Miss Tian, are you okay?"
A familiar voice sounded from behind. Tian Rui closed her eyes to adjust the expression on her face, turned around and forced a smile: "Mr. Tu, are you coming to the art exhibition too?"
The man with black hair and black eyes was smiling. His face was 89% similar to Tu Ye's. The only difference might be that Tu Ye had a scar on his face, while the face of the man in front of him was smooth and handsome.
"Yes, he is my brother after all."
Tian Rui twitched the corner of her mouth and was noncommittal. Everyone knew that the brothers of the Tu family didn't get along and were mortal enemies. She didn't want to think any more about why the other party suddenly appeared here. She just wanted to leave here: "Then it'll be fine Let’s visit, I’ll excuse you now.”
The man looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes thoughtfully: "Did my brother make you sad? Maybe he is just in a bad mood. You can come see him next time."
Tian Rui closed her eyes to fight back the tears. She replied coldly: "No need, Tu Ye already has a wife." Then she turned and left.
The man with black hair raised his eyebrows in surprise, wife?
