If he knew that she specifically asked Xiaofeng to inquire, I'm afraid he would hold on to her.
Therefore, we can only resign ourselves to Qingfeng.
Not to mention grievances, Qingfeng is so elusive, who knows if he may have some special hobbies.
Maybe he has actually been to a place like Fengyue Pavilion.
"The best thing is, if I find out that you dare to go to that kind of place, I will not let you go lightly."
As he spoke, Chu Mu's hand around her waist gently scratched her itchy flesh.
Ruan Tang shrank and couldn't help but giggle, "Your Highness, please stop making trouble..."
But Chu Mu didn't do as she wished and scratched again.
Ruan Tang collapsed directly in his arms, "Your Highness, don't make trouble..."
"Then you promise me that from now on, you can only look at me."
"Okay, okay, I'll look at you alone from now on." Ruan Tang chuckled, begging for mercy again and again.
Chu Mu then let her go, but still held her tightly in his arms.
"Tangtang has finished painting, how about I also paint one?"
Chu Mu lowered his eyes and looked at the pretty woman in his arms, his eyes full of tenderness.
Ruan Tang nodded, "Okay, Your Highness can draw as much as he wants, but I am determined not to stand. It's too tiring."
Chu Mu smiled, "You know how tiring it is, why did you let me stand for so long?"
"It's not because I think His Highness is strong and healthy. It's just a matter of two hours." Ruan Tang shamelessly complimented.
Anyway, you can wear it thousands of times, but you can’t wear flattery.
Chu Mu was very useful.
"You are right, I am indeed strong and healthy, but Tangtang, I am afraid that I need to exercise, otherwise I will get tired after only one or two times at a time."
Ruan Tang could not imagine that this could be related to him, and when he talked about it, his face did not turn red or his heart skipped a beat.
On the contrary, she, the one listening, turned red in the face, and her mind was filled with the things they did on the bed.
She always begged for mercy, but he still didn't know what she wanted, and even coaxed and lied to her again and again.
"From now on, I will go find you when I do morning exercises."
"No!" Who wants to do morning exercises? If she has that time, wouldn't it be nice for her to sleep more?
She was tired because he was too immoderate.
Even a cow can't bear to plow the fields all night, right?
"This has no choice but for Tangtang to refuse. Anyway, I will go to Tangtang every morning from now on, unless..."
"Unless what?"
A smile with unknown meaning appeared on the corner of Chu Mu's lips, and then he leaned to his ear and whispered: "Unless Tangtang goes to Wushan Yunyu with this king every night."
Ruan Tang's cheeks turned redder when he heard this, and he couldn't help but glare at him, "Meng Lang!"
Chu Mu chuckled, "Then how do you choose Tangtang?"
"Choose neither."
Ruan Tang patted his hand and wanted to withdraw from his arms.
But Chu Mu didn't let go and still held her captive.
"It's okay not to choose. Then later, Tangtang will be like me..."
Chu Mu glanced down at his bare chest.
Ruan Tang's hand was already on his hard chest, but now that he said it, he suddenly felt that the palm of his skin was hot.
How could she not understand what he meant.
He asked him to take off his clothes and paint for him.
Although I had painted female nude models before when I was learning to paint, she was the one who was painted, and now she was asked to do the undressed and painted one, and she couldn't do it.
And if she really took it off, I'm afraid the painting wouldn't be possible, and she would just be knocked down by him.
Because she didn't believe he could bear it.
She gave him a sharp look and said, "You are perverted."
"What is perversion?"
"It's just...shameless."
"Shameless? Then Tangtang just took off my clothes and drew pictures of me. Isn't it even more shameless?"
"I..." Ruan Tang was choked by him and didn't know how to refute.
"I don't want it anyway, otherwise, don't draw it." Ruan Tang couldn't refute him, so he just lied.
Chu Mu also knew that she would not agree, so he did not continue to force her. He then hugged her and walked to the desk to sit down, while Ruan Tang sat on his lap.
After Chu Mu put her painting on the table, he freed his hand to pick up a piece of paper, dipped it in ink, and sketched it directly on the rice paper.
Ruan Tang was still held in his arms.
"Your Highness, you'd better let me get up and I'll grind the ink for you."
"No, just sit there obediently."
Soon he was sketching a simple outline of a person on paper.
"But don't you want to draw me? How can you draw me like this?"
Chu Mu stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her who was so close. "Tangtang has been engraved in my mind. I can draw it without looking at it."
Their eyes met, his expression was serious, and Ruan Tang's shadow was reflected in his deep black eyes.
Her heart was hit involuntarily, and something seemed to melt inside, blending into her bones and blood.
He said he liked her, but she seemed unable to understand what it felt like before.
But at this moment, she seemed to know.
It's sour but sweet at the same time.
Seemingly attracted by his dark eyes, Ruan Tang made an unexpected move.
She leaned forward slightly and pecked him lightly on the lips.
After she retreated and looked at Chu Mu's dull expression, she realized what she had just done.
She didn't know why she suddenly made this move, maybe she couldn't help it.
Chu Mu raised his hand and touched his lips, the smile on his lips became deeper.
"Tangtang, are you trying to seduce me on purpose?"
Ruan Tang glared at him, turned his head back, and his eyes fell back on the paper he was drawing on.
Chu Mu was in a good mood. He put his left hand around her waist again, and continued painting with his right hand.
Ruan Tang had seen Chu Mu's paintings and knew that he was very accomplished, but seeing a painting taking shape under his brush with her own eyes, she couldn't help but be shocked.
More importantly, she is the protagonist in this painting.
She seemed to see herself in flesh and blood, becoming vivid and full of spirituality in his writing.
"Your Highness, you gave this painting to me, right?"
She wanted to take it back, frame it, hang it in the bedroom, and look at herself so beautiful every day.
Chu Mu said softly, "Of course it's for Tangtang. In the future, I will draw all kinds of Tangtangs and give them all to you."
"Then I will also paint you in various poses, but I can't give it to you. I want to keep it with you. If one day I run out of money, I will sell it. Pictures of beautiful men will definitely fetch a good price. "
"Are you willing to sell it to others?"
"There's nothing to be reluctant about. Anyway, you're always by my side. I can paint whenever I want."
Ruan Tang said excitedly and didn't feel there was anything wrong with what he said.
But when he heard Chu Mu's ears, he couldn't help but be excited.
Although Ruan Tang had never agreed to stay with him, at this moment, her words seemed to tell him that she was actually willing.
Chu Mu wanted to ask, "Are you willing to stay with me?"
But he finally held back, he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere at the moment.
And he believed that she would fall in love with him one day and stay with him willingly.
