Chapter 964 I Like Everything About You (13)

"Plain water." The young man sat in the wheelchair, turned his face slightly and looked at her.

Shen Mubai felt helpless and looked at him seriously and said, "This won't work, Master Bai Mo. You have to try to accept other foods, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it sooner or later."

"But I can't eat those things." The boy raised his lip line and said calmly.

No matter what you say, he will always make you feel as gentle as bathing in the spring breeze, and he seems to be easy to get along with. In fact, it is difficult for you to change and shake the thoughts of this kind of person.

Shen Mubai couldn't help having a headache, but continuing to persuade would be counterproductive, so she changed the topic, "Should we go out for a walk?"

"The sun is out." The young man said in a gentle tone. He looked away from the outside, and then continued, "Today I want to paint."

"Painting?" Shen Mubai asked in surprise.

"The second room on the right side of the second floor is my studio." Chu Baimo smiled.

Considering the other person's family background and talent, it's not surprising that he can draw. Shen Mubai couldn't help but praise, "Young Master Bai Mo is so awesome."

"In your eyes, painting is great?" the other party asked in a half-smiling tone.

Shen Mubai thought he was laughing at himself and muttered, "I have never been able to draw since I was a child. I think people who can draw are very powerful."

"Really?" the other party said softly. She didn't know what else he said after that, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Pushing open the studio door, the scenery inside is very luxurious.

She pushed Chu Baimo in, and then took a look around. It was spotlessly clean, and it didn't look like a place where people would come often.

The painting supplies are quite complete, but there is nothing on the white paper.

"Master Bai Mo, I want to take a look at your painting." She was a little curious about what the other person's painting looked like.

"I've already thrown it away." The young man had a gentle smile on his face, perfect and flawless.

Shen Mubai was stunned, "Why did you throw it away?"

"Because those are all defective products." Chu Baimo looked at the person in front of him and said.

Every time the other party left, he would stay in the studio for half a day, but he always felt that something was missing and could not write.

Until this person stood in front of him, the emotions welling up in his chest swallowed him up like a flood.

Chu Baimo slowly rowed his wheelchair over and opened the canvas.

Shen Mubai quickly followed, "Do you need my help?"

Chu Baimo said gently, "What if I ask you to be a model?"

Shen Mubai said embarrassedly, "Do I have this qualification?"

Usually the people who can afford to be models are those with good conditions, not to mention the heirs of the Chu family who put the pen to paper.

"Of course." In my heart, no one is more qualified than you.

The young man smiled, his light brown eyes looking unusually gentle.

Since the other party said this, there was no need for her to continue to shirk. Shen Mubai looked at himself and felt that the clothes he was wearing were too simple and couldn't help but said, "Do I need to change my clothes?"

"That's good." Chu Baimo looked at her, suppressed the greed and desire in his eyes, and then reached out to pick up the paintbrush.

Shen Mubai sat aside nervously, "Can I move?"

"Okay." The young man raised his eyes to glance at her, then lowered his eyes slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled where she couldn't see.