School grass roommate he is not right

Chapter 60

When Lu Jinyan opened the door with the ointment and came in, the person on the bed had disappeared, leaving only a bulging quilt.

He couldn't help laughing, walked over and poked the little bag: "Where's my little white rabbit?"

The person hidden in the quilt was motionless, as if under some magic that could not move.

"Let me look for it..." Lu Jinyan deliberately spoke in a very strange tone, "My little white rabbit, where is it?"

Jiang Yubai grasped the quilt tightly with both hands, his earlobes were bleeding red.

Lu Jinyan didn't forcefully lift off the quilt, but took advantage of his unpreparedness, his big warm hands slipped in from underneath.

Jiang Yubai's waist softened, and after a few seconds, he took the initiative to pull back the quilt.

Covered under the quilt for a long time, her face is flushed with boredom, and her eyes are also full of water, which looks especially cute.

Lu Jinyan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his cheek, and after the kiss, he sucked hard on the tender meat and sucked loudly.

It's like trying to suck someone into your stomach.

"Ah..." Jiang Yubai let out a low moan, raised his hand and refused.

"I really like it..." Lu Jinyan pressed him firmly through the quilt, and whispered obsessively in his eyes, "I really like the little white rabbit..."

Jiang Yubai was frightened for a while, drooping slightly wet eyelashes: "I, I want to get up and take a shower."

"Okay." Lu Jinyan responded, digging him out of the quilt, "However, first let me see if your legs are broken."

Let me see if your legs are broken.

Broken legs...

The enthusiasm that had finally faded exploded again, Jiang Yubai stammered: "No, no need...the skin is not broken..."

Lu Jinyan's tone was serious: "It's better to check it, if the skin is broken, it will be very painful to walk."

Hearing that the grinding was painful, Jiang Yubai trembled all over, and grabbed the quilt in a panic: "No more!"

Just now Lu Jinyan first helped him, and then when he was feeling weak, he kissed and coaxed his legs together...

"Hey, just apply the medicine and never do anything else." Lu Jinyan took the ointment on the bedside table, "Don't you still trust me?"

Jiang Yubai thought for a while, then shook his head decisively and refused: "I can do it myself."

Lu Jinyan smiled helplessly: "Okay then, I won't watch."

After finishing speaking, he handed the ointment to him, and turned his back.

Jiang Yubai slowly took off his pajama pants, lowered his head to apply medicine to his hot inner side.

Lu Jinyan counted the seconds in his heart, and suddenly turned around: "Are you ready?"

The slender and straight legs were opened, revealing the red and swollen sides of the legs, almost instantly reminding him of the smooth and tender touch.

"Lu Jinyan!" Jiang Yubai quickly folded his legs, his voice changed a little with embarrassment, "Why don't you keep your words?"

Lu Jinyan raised his eyebrows, and leaned over to kiss his knee shamelessly: "It's not been a day or two since I've been a hooligan, do you know that?"

It took another half an hour for the medicine to be finished.

After Jiang Yubai took a shower and changed into loose home clothes, he really felt a bit chilly between his legs.

Walking out of the bathroom, seeing Lu Jinyan already busy in the kitchen, he also went in to help.

The tacit understanding between the two cooking together is getting better and better, and three dishes and one soup are quickly served on the table.

Having exhausted a lot of physical energy early in the morning, Jiang Yubai ate very deliciously, and wanted it even after eating, but worried that he would be full like last night, so he couldn't help hesitating.

"It's okay, I'll rub your belly when you're full." Lu Jinyan stood up neatly, took his bowl to make a decision for him, "I'll add some more for you."

"Thank you." Jiang Yubai gently bit the spoon, his eyes moved with his back, and his heart was also shaken quietly.

If you can wake up with Lu Jinyan in a hug every day, and eat delicious food cooked by Lu Jinyan every day, living together will not seem so unacceptable...

In late December, the joint art exhibition of the Art Association was held as scheduled, and Jiang Yubai, the author of the exhibited works, was also invited to participate in the art exhibition.

That day, Lu Jinyan accompanied him to the art museum.

The two were wearing the same style of coats, one black and one white. Just standing in the art gallery, they became the most beautiful scenery.

"Come on, let's look for your work first." Lu Jinyan looked around and walked in first.

After a while, they successfully found Jiang Yubai's painting.

Seeing his own work displayed on the wall of the art gallery with his own eyes, Jiang Yubai was filled with emotions, and he did not take his eyes off the painting for a long time.

"Let's take a photo together to commemorate the first time that Teacher Xiaobai's work entered the art museum." Lu Jinyan took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, "Although there will be many, many works of Teacher Xiaobai hanging in the art museum in the future, after all, this is For the first time, it means a lot.”

Jiang Yubai came back to his senses, and unconsciously looked around at the other visitors.

It seems a bit strange to take a photo with my own work when watching an art exhibition...

"Come on, let's take a group photo together." Without embarrassment at all, Lu Jinyan put his arm around his shoulders and turned around, framing the picture together with the paintings on the wall.

With a "click", before Jiang Yubai had time to adjust his expression, the photo on the screen was frozen.

"It's so cute." Lu Jinyan repeatedly admired the group photo like a treasure, and smiled with satisfaction, "I want to set it as a screensaver."

"Set it as a screensaver?" Jiang Yubai was slightly taken aback, "Would it be too high-profile..."

"Is this high-profile?" Lu Jinyan raised his eyes to look at him, "I didn't even set it to play on a large scrolling screen 24 hours a day, which is low-key enough."

Jiang Yubai: "..."

While speaking, an unfamiliar voice sounded in front of the two of them: "Trouble, give way a little."

Jiang Yubai raised his head in search of sound, and saw that the visitor was about 50 years old, wearing an old-fashioned black padded jacket, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, sharp eyes, and a straight body.

"Ah... sorry!" He came to his senses and pulled Lu Jinyan aside.

The visitor stared intently at the paintings on the wall, then nodded to himself after a while: "That's right."

"You like this painting too?" Lu Jinyan was even happier than the author when the painting was recognized. "Actually, this painting was drawn overnight."

"Overnight?" The visitor was slightly surprised, turned his gaze back to the painting, and took a closer look at it several times, "Sure enough, there are still flaws."

What he said made Lu Jinyan unhappy on the spot. He frowned and was about to refute, when he heard the other party say: "However, the flaws are not hidden, and the expressiveness is very strong."

Anyone who sees this painting for the first time will be shocked by the power to tear the darkness revealed in the painting.

"Thank you." In the field of painting, Jiang Yubai was no longer shy, and thanked him generously.

The visitor seemed to think of something, and asked, "Did you draw this painting?"

"Yes." Jiang Yubai nodded and admitted, "Because of some accidents at the time, the time was rushed, and some details were indeed not handled well."

"Teacher Shan!" At this moment, a man who looked like a staff member hurried over, "Teacher Shan, the curator is looking for you!"

Shan Rong glanced at the signature on the painting, and continued to ask: "Are you studying or working?"

Jiang Yubai was a little confused, but still politely replied: "I am a student of the Art Department of University A."

"Department of Fine Arts, University A..." Shan Rong was thoughtful, "Do you know Pei Qingyi?"

"Teacher Pei taught us color lessons." No matter how dull Jiang Yubai was, he realized that the other party's identity was unusual, "May I ask who you are?"

Shan Rong said concisely: "Dan Rong."

Jiang Yubai blinked his eyelashes, and confirmed in disbelief: "Shan Rong? You are the teacher who painted [Chunyue]?"

"You also know that painting?" A smile appeared on Dan Rong's rigid and serious face, "It's an early painting."

"I, I..." Jiang Yubai was so excited that he couldn't speak for a moment, he stroked a warm and generous hand behind his back, and then took a breath, "Teacher Shan, I have liked your paintings for a long time!"

"So it's Teacher Shan's little fanboy." The staff couldn't help interjecting, "But Teacher Shan, do you think we should..."

"Hmm." Shan Rong took out a pen from the staff member's pocket, "Is there any paper? I'll leave an email for Jiang."

Before the staff could find the paper, Jiang Yubai stretched out his palm in front of him, his eyes sparkling: "Teacher Shan, just write on my hand!"

Dan Rong sized him up with a very interesting look, and wrote the mailbox in Bai Shengsheng's palm.

"Thank you, Teacher Shan!" Jiang Yubai withdrew his hand, his palms sweating slightly from the excitement of the winter.

Before leaving, Shan Rong asked again: "Send my regards to Professor Pei."

"Okay, Teacher Shan." Jiang Yubai responded, standing at attention like a primary school student and watching Teacher Shan leave.

"He's gone." Lu Jinyan took a step forward and stood in front of him, with a slightly sassy tone, "Do you just worship that teacher Shan so much?"

"En!" Jiang Yubai nodded solemnly, "He is my idol."

It was only then that Lu Jinyan remembered that he had mentioned that he had an idol, silently curbed his inner jealousy, and reminded in a low voice: "Save the mailbox to the phone first, so as not to melt the handwriting later."

"Okay." Jiang Yubai immediately took out his mobile phone and seriously saved the mailbox in the memo.

"Let's go, wash your hands." Lu Jinyan couldn't wait to hold his wrist, and wanted to help him wash off the ink from his palm.

Until leaving the art museum, Jiang Yubai seemed to be still dreaming.

Not only did his idol see his paintings, but he personally praised his paintings, and even left him his contact information.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Jiang Yubai muttered to himself: "I always thought it would be a long time before I saw Teacher Shan, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon."

"To make you an idol, there must be something extraordinary about this teacher Shan." Lu Jinyan's tone was not salty, "I have to appreciate his paintings later on."

"I first learned to paint because it was too boring to be alone in the room." Jiang Yubai lifted his eyelashes, "The watercolor pens that Wu Ma bought for my grandson were the inspiration for my painting."

He is so lonely, but as long as he sinks into painting, he forgets that he is alone.

The hands on the steering wheel tightened, and Lu Jinyan glanced sideways at him: "No wonder you draw so well, it turns out that you have been gifted since childhood."

"In the beginning, it was just a hobby, and I never thought about developing in a professional direction. Later, I accidentally saw the painting of Teacher Shan, and since then I have plunged into the world of oil painting." Jiang Yubai narrowed his eyes slightly, as if caught in some kind of memory, "Painting is alive, and painting has saved me more than once."

Lu Jinyan's tone was gentle: "I also think your paintings have life, and I liked them very much the first time I saw them."

Jiang Yubai withdrew from the memory: "You mean, that drawing that you folded?"

"Did you see it?" Lu Jinyan explained in a low voice with a rare embarrassment on his face, "I picked up that painting on the playground the day I first met you. I originally wanted to return it to you, but then... ..."

Inexplicably, I wanted to keep the painting that touched me as my own, so my brain deliberately forgot its existence.

"It's okay, that one is just a practice draft." Jiang Yubai smiled slightly, "Just don't fold it next time."

"Okay." Lu Jinyan responded, "By the way, accompany me back to the apartment and get something, okay?"

Jiang Yubai didn't think much, and went back to the apartment with him.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, Lu Jinyan found out somewhere a silk ribbon to tie behind his head.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yubai leaned back with a vigilant expression.

"I just wanted to give you a surprise." Lu Jinyan put his hands on the back of his neck, smiling, "Don't worry, it's not something unsuitable for children."

At least, not yet.

Jiang Yubai was skeptical, but finally asked him to cover those beautiful eyes with a ribbon.

The red ribbon made the snow-white complexion more translucent, and the blindfolded shape gave off a sense of fragility, bright and beautiful, and one couldn't help but want to overthrow the invasion.

"Good boy." Lu Jinyan stared intently for a few times, and then slowly walked in with his slender jade hand.

Seeing nothing but a reddish light in front of him, Jiang Yubai couldn't help being a little nervous, so he could only hold his hand tightly, relying on him wholeheartedly.

With a "squeak", Lu Jinyan pushed the door open: "Here we are."

Jiang Yubai stood where he was, obediently asking him to untie the ribbon for him.

The moment the ribbon fell, a brand new studio came into view?

"This is..." Jiang Yubai couldn't help stepping into the studio, looking at the painstakingly framed paintings hanging on the wall.

"Most of them are your daily practice paintings, and I asked friends in the gallery to buy some of them." Lu Jinyan followed into the studio, "Look, I want your paintings to not mess around, right?"

Jiang Yubai lowered his eyes, and brushed the easel and canvas with his fingertips: "So you want them to hang up..."

"From now on, all your paintings will be hung on the wall." Lu Jinyan raised his finger and pointed to the left wall, "Except for that wall, they are all painting utensils for you. If there is anything missing, tell me and I will buy it again."

The entire wall is made into a lattice cabinet. At a glance, all kinds of brushes, paints, paper and comprehensive tools are available, and there are even computers and iPads, which are more complete than those in a normal-sized studio.

Jiang Yubai bit her lower lip: "When... did you do it?"

"I've been running back and forth during this time, just staring at the construction." Lu Jinyan replied with a smile, "I hung up these paintings myself."

He opened up the original storage room and the living room, expanded the space of the studio, and opened a whole side of floor-to-ceiling windows to allow the studio to have better lighting and the sun in winter.

"From now on, you can draw at home as long as you want." Lu Jinyan stared at him tenderly, "Do you like this gift?"

Jiang Yubai's throat was slightly choked, and he couldn't help but put his arms around his slender neck, and raised his face to offer a kiss: "I like it, I like it very much."

Before he knew it, Lu Jinyan had thought of everything for him.

"So..." Lu Jinyan held his plump buttocks with both hands, hugged him in front of him, and rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately, "When will the other owner of this house come in?"