Chapter 74: Cinderella (VII)

【Ahhhhhhhhhhh my god!!!】

[This is so exciting! ! ]

[Mosaic!! Mosaic, you insulted my queen, get out of here!! I want to see the queen's ** too!!!]

【What virtue and ability does Zhou Yili have!!! Ah!!!】

[I'm so jealous! I don't agree with this marriage! ! ]

There was a frantic scream in the live broadcast room, and the fireworks and gifts almost caused the entire Xingcan live broadcast platform's server to crash.

Zhou Yili had never thought that such a thing would happen. He felt like he was on fire. His face flushed and he stared at the wall. "Put on your clothes!"

An Cui: "Does that mean you won't paint today?"

"You never said you wanted to draw...yes...put on your clothes first!"

"I'm painting the human body, so you have to paint the human body too. Otherwise, how can I compare who paints better? You know I'm not an expert. Okay, since you don't want to paint anymore, then you should get ready."

This means that if you don't draw me, I will draw you.

Zhou Yili was a little anxious because of her. He turned his head angrily, but when his eyes fell on her, he immediately looked away as if he had been electrocuted, and swallowed back the words he was about to say. His chest rose and fell violently, and he clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and took several deep breaths. His temples were throbbing, "Okay, I'll draw."

He endured and restrained himself and tried to stay calm. He did not look at An Cui immediately, but walked behind the easel with a stern face to get paper and pen to prepare.

Seeing that he really wanted to paint, An Cui wondered how long it would take, so she was too lazy to pose and just raised her legs and lay sideways on the pillow.

So when Zhou Yili prepared himself mentally and mustered up the courage to look up, he was suddenly stunned. What was lying in front of him was clearly a work of art.

An Cui's skin was very white, like cream, and she lay on the dark red velvet sheets and pillows, creating a strong sense of color difference. She had a good figure, with no excess fat where she should be thin, and full and round where she should be fat, with smooth curves, without a single imperfection.

She lay there casually, with her arms relaxedly opened beside her head, her fingers hooked on the ends of the black hair spread out below her body, her beautiful face facing him, expressionless, looking at him with lazy and arrogant eyes, as if there was a trace of innocence, her full and sexy red lips were like flames, slightly parted. The whole picture was full of a strong attraction that made people blush and their hearts beat fast, sexy and enchanting but not vulgar, without a trace of worldly smell or filthiness, but full of high-end and artistic sense.

Very beautiful, like a statue in an art gallery.

Zhou Yili didn't dare to look at her body for too long. He couldn't look anywhere but An Cui's face, but he met her eyes. This was the first time he looked directly into An Cui's eyes, and he found that her eyes were more magical than her body. He stared at her, but wanted to look away uncomfortably.

It's so hot and so quiet, I feel uncomfortable, and my palms are sweaty as I hold the pen.

"...You can talk," Zhou Yili said, hoping to divert his attention.

"say what?"

"casual."

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

"..."

An Cui asked again.

"...beautiful." To be fair, no one can lie with open eyes and say that she is not beautiful. What's more beautiful than her appearance is the temperament that radiates from her body, which is quite dazzling.

"Isn't it an honor for you to be insulted by me?"

Zhou Yili was so angry that he almost laughed, "You are too self-righteous."

An Cui was very calm: "Oh, it seems that you are not very happy, then I will let you insult me ​​back, do you want to come over?"

Zhou Yili paused with his pen and turned away suddenly, "Stop talking." It was really stupid of him to let her talk. He saw that she couldn't say anything serious and had no shame.

So An Cui stopped talking.

He heard his restless heartbeat and wiped his palms with tissues several times, but he couldn't stop the sweat. The outline on the paper gradually became clear, but some places became blurred due to the wet hands. Time became extraordinarily long in this closed room, and every second was extremely difficult to endure.

The painting is not good. He knew it clearly in his heart, and felt helpless and extremely annoyed. It was too much, he thought, this woman was too much, how could she do this...

The school bell rang outside.

The first class of the afternoon has already begun.

It would be useless to continue like this, he would not be able to draw it today. Zhou Yili put down his pen and was about to speak when he found that An Cui had closed her eyes and fell asleep with steady breathing.

Zhou Yili suddenly felt relieved, as if he had escaped a disaster. He didn't know when An Cui had become a person that made him nervous. He wanted to leave quietly, but then he remembered something and struggled for a few seconds before turning around and walking towards the bed. He stared at the wall, his ears red, and bent down to pick up the blanket, covering her naked body before leaving quickly.

He went back to class, but couldn't concentrate. An Cui disturbed him too much. She was strong and unyielding, which made him angry. He thought about it and realized that there was still a little more than a month left in the semester, which was not a lot of time, but it was very tormenting to think about it now.

We must divert our attention, but how do we do that?

When Yan Yan sent him a message about the school sports meeting and asked him to go shopping with her, he agreed. Going shopping with the girl he had liked for a long time, with her by his side, he would not always think of An Cui.

Yan Yan saw Zhou Yili agreed, and a happy smile appeared on her face. Zhong Yunhui's appearance made her realize that she was reborn. Her breakup with Ouyang Chen had a huge butterfly effect. Many things had changed. The future was not completely in her hands. She even felt that something was wrong with Zhou Yili. This made her panic. Maybe she shouldn't wait for Zhou Yili to confess. Anyway, she was reborn, so she had to take the initiative and take her own destiny into her own hands.

She wanted to confront Zhou Yili. He had been secretly in love with her for so many years. As long as she took the initiative, there was no way he would refuse.

Yan Yan thought so and went out with Zhou Yili after school.

"What events will you participate in at the sports meet?" Yan Yan asked him.

"Not sure yet."

"Oh... I feel that you have been absent-minded recently. I am worried about you, but you don't want to tell me. I am very sad." Yan Yan lowered her head, and tears slid down from the corners of her eyes. She immediately wiped them away with her index finger. Although she was not beautiful, she was also pretty and charming. This action seemed a bit stubborn.

Zhou Yili was shocked. He never expected to make someone cry. He apologized immediately, "I'm sorry."

"I don't want you to say sorry, I want to know what's wrong with you recently? Ever since your grandma came back from surgery, you should have been relaxed and happy, why do you suddenly look so worried? Is someone bullying you?"

Her caring look warmed Zhou Yili's heart, "Thank you for caring about me so much. There are some things I can't tell you now, maybe I will tell you when I have the chance in the future."

"So you don't have anything else to say to me now?"

Zhou Yili looked at her in confusion. Her eyes flickered, her cheeks flushed, and she looked shy and expectant like a young girl. He suddenly realized what she meant, and his heartbeat quickened. The reason for his heartbeat was the strange and complicated emotions that surged up at this moment. He should be happy that the girl he had been secretly in love with for a long time had expressed her desire to date him, but he also felt that something was wrong.

He thought it was probably because now was not the right time... He couldn't date her and flirt with another girl every day at noon, even though their relationship was pure.

"Now..." Zhou Yili tried to be tactful, not wanting to hurt her: "Now... it's not the right time. Maybe, after this semester, I hope you can give me another chance then."

Yan Yan wanted to ask why it had to be next semester, but he had already said that, which meant that he still liked her, and that he would officially confess after this semester. Now this was almost like a preview. So she didn't want to press it any further, as it would make her look like she was in a hurry to get close to him.

"Well..." She smiled shyly, "It would be nice if you could also tell me about your current troubles."

This cannot be told to you. In other words, no one can tell it. What happened in that lounge is a secret that cannot be known to anyone.

At this time, Zhong Yunhui's voice suddenly sounded, "Yili! Yan Yan!"

Yan Yan's good mood disappeared in an instant.

Zhong Yunhui ran over and saw the two of them. She looked at Zhou Yili with a bright smile, "What a coincidence, are you guys out buying something?"

Shameless, do you want to be a mistress so badly?! Yan Yan cursed in her heart, knowing that this person was so scheming and shameless that she wanted to snatch Zhou Yili, and she would never give her a chance. She immediately said, "We are having a sports meeting at our school, Yili will come with me to buy some things."

However, Zhong Yunhui seemed not to have heard the hint in her words, and said with surprise: "Our school is about to hold a sports meeting, and I just came out to buy some sports equipment. Can we go together?" As she said that, she took Yan Yan's hand affectionately.

Yan Yan just wanted to slap her in the face, how shameless!

...

At night, Zhou Yili thought he could finally have a good sleep, but when he closed his eyes, the image of An Cui lying on the bed clearly emerged in his mind. His artistic cells quietly awakened in the middle of the night. He couldn't sleep, and got up as if possessed, taking out his easel, paintbrush and paper.

He didn't know how long it had been, but when he came to his senses, the memory in his mind was clearly imprinted on the drawing paper. An Cui, like a naked goddess, was lying on the dark red velvet bed, looking at him lazily and arrogantly. The picture was gorgeous and beautiful to the point of amazing.