Rebirth of the small model of the Republic of China

Chapter 4

The material of the leather shoes is definitely high-quality, but the leather shoes are already quite clean, there is no need to continue to clean them.

Then Ye Chi looked up and saw the owner of the leather shoes.

Just met a few days ago, his employer -- Fu Lin.

Ye Chi only looked up secretly, and quickly got into work.

Shoe polish, brush, cloth.

Ye Chi has been brushing for a day, and practice makes perfect, but at this moment, his hands start to tremble a little.

Under his skillful hands, the leather shoes can even reflect his appearance.

"Look, it's ready." Ye Chi's voice was low, and he felt that Fu Lin didn't recognize him.

But the reality is always the opposite of his expectations.

The other party stood up, very satisfied, and the secretary next to him took out the change for him.

Zhang Qiuyang didn't know why, but his boss had to go out to shine shoes.

Fu Lin, who just got up to leave, suddenly turned to the dusty shoe shiner and said, "Get in the car."

Ye Chi: ...

Still recognized.

Zhang Qiuyang didn't know why, so he thought Fu Lin was talking to him.

"Start work today? Mr. Fu." Ye Chi quickly packed his box.

Fu Lin didn't answer, just got into the back seat of the car, the door was always open, as if waiting for him.

"I'm going to put some things away." Ye Chi trotted for a while, and put his bench in the nearby agreed shop.

Zhang Qiuyang finally recognized that this dusty shoe shiner was actually the iconic young master Ye San...

He walked behind and glanced at Ye Chi's face before he was sure, and asked in a low voice, "Ye Chi?"

Ye Chi nodded awkwardly: "Secretary Zhang, long time no see."

After getting into the car, Ye Chi was a little hands and feet not knowing where to put it.

He put his own box on the far side, and the basin used to warm the fire was also extinguished and placed by his feet.

How to put it, it feels bad.

Just like the embarrassment I felt when I was a poor and white college student wearing cheap shirts and entering other people's high-end luxury stores.

Fu Lin didn't say a word along the way, but Ye Chi wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he spoke to Secretary Zhang: "Thank you for the medicine last time."

Embarrassed, Zhang Qiuyang hurriedly glanced at Fu Lin in the rearview mirror, only to find that his boss' eyes were fixed on Ye Chi, and his eyes were indescribable...serious.

The atmosphere was very weird.

"You're welcome, it's nothing more than a little effort, is the wind and cold gone?"

Ye Chi nodded: "It will be all right the next day."

It's not that Ye Chi didn't feel Fu Lin's eyes, but he didn't know how to respond, he just pretended he didn't see anything.

The destination was still the annex, and the sky was already dark.

Fu Lin was going to come to this annex today, and the housekeeper had already prepared the heating and meals.The bungalow and the winter outside are two completely different worlds.

Ye Chi took off his coat and hung it carefully at the door. He was still wearing his shirt inside. He was really not used to the old-fashioned coat of this era.

The only thing I can get used to is the shirt.

This time it is a Chinese dish, which looks fine.

Fu Lin and Ye Chi's dishes are separated, Fu Lin is not used to eating with others.

"Is today the same as last time?" Ye Chi found a topic, wondering if the other party has a habit of not talking while eating.

"No." Fu Lin took a sip of the soup, the hot soup made his lips red.

He looked up at Ye Chi.

This scene reminded Ye Chi of what happened last time, so he immediately lowered his eyes and did not look at him.

From the very beginning, he was not the opponent's eye-to-eye match, and he could not be said to be an opponent, only to be completely suppressed.

Being both men, this made Ye Chi a little uncomfortable, but he was completely used to it.

In the fashion industry, although he has been mixed up to a fairly glamorous step, in fact, there is nothing inside.

There are still many mountains pressing down on it, and even the manager can press Ye Chi down.

In the beginning, there was still a proud self-esteem.

But now, Ye Chi has learned how to accept it calmly.

Fu Lin continued: "The last time was a trial painting, this time it's officially started, in another form."

Another form?Ye Chi: "What form...?"

"I'll tell you at the beginning." Fu Lin said in a low voice, unhurriedly.

Ye Chi thought of the form last time.

Wouldn't it be more exaggerated to be real this time? ?

Ye Chi would be unconsciously nervous when he was in the same space as Fu Lin, and he couldn't relax.

But now the more he thought about it, the more nervous he was. It happened that he caught a piece of meat from the small bowl, but he failed to pick it up several times, and it fell on the edge of the plate.

awkward.

Ye Chi raised his head subconsciously, and saw Fu Lin's mocking mouth.

Ye Chi: ...

Kind of annoying.

The only sound in the restaurant is the sound of bowls and chopsticks.

Fu Lin seems to like red wine very much, even if he eats Chinese food, he still needs a glass of red wine.

He drank a lot, and drank most of the bottle for this meal.

Ye Chi finished eating early, and sat waiting for Fu Lin to taste the red wine.

Fu Lin finally finished drinking, not a single drop remained in the glass.

The next step was to get down to business, following Fu Lin through the cold corridor.

This time Ye Chi was not as embarrassed as last time.

It is still a shower, this procedure cannot be skipped, Fu Lin is a clean person at first glance.

Ye Chi is also a person who likes to be clean, but the current conditions do not allow him, so he can only try his best to make himself look human.

Fu Lin stuffed Ye Chi with a silk bathrobe.

When Ye Chi stepped into the bathroom and turned around to close the door, Fu Lin followed him in.

Ye Chi: ...?

"This time, draw here." Fu Lin put down the painting utensils in his hands and began to arrange them.

draw here? ?

In front of Fu Lin, Ye Chi was a little uncomfortable undressing. He put his hands on the buttons of his white shirt and didn't move for a long time.

What are you tweaking?Obviously, I have been on various shows, and I have taken various types of hard photos...

"Well, Mr. Fu, we agreed..."

The hot water in the bathtub has started to steam, and the shirt on Ye Chi's body is stuck to his body, and some slender bodies are outlined.

Fu Lin frowned, and Ye Chi was even more nervous.

Fu Lin raised the seat, and it seemed that he was going to draw from a top-down perspective. At this moment, he walked towards Ye Chi suddenly, stretched out his cold palm to hold his arm, and looked around his figure.

Ye Chi retracted his arm almost instantly, and took a few steps back.

"Too thin, the Ye family abused you?"

Ye Chi: ...

"No, it's probably... caused by irregular life, drinking too much and staying up late."

Fu Lin frowned, then pointed to the bathrobe, "I don't ask you to take it off completely, just wear this."

Ye Chi heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, and turned to take off his clothes with Fu Lin on his back.

It's just that Ye Chi always felt that the other party's gaze never left his body, so his fingertips trembling involuntarily.

Putting on a bathrobe, it was so slippery it felt like I was wearing nothing.

This kind of fabric is very figure-defining, so female models will wear seamless underwear when wearing it, because it can reveal any unevenness.

As soon as Ye Chi lowered his head, he saw a not-so-obvious arc.

"Lie in." Fu Lin said.

Ye Chi stepped in with one foot, the water temperature was just right, the bathtub was big, it should be customized according to Fu Lin, he would not be crowded when he lay in it.

The leather part in front of the bathtub rested his head, his body was half lying in the bathtub, and the bathrobes were all attached to his body.

From Fu Lin's position, he can see everything he owns clearly.

The bathrobe seems to be a fig leaf, but why is it more embarrassing than Quanguang?

Fu Lin squinted his eyes, with a little joy in his eyes, "That's it."

Ye Chi: ...

Fu Lin's pleasure made Ye Chi feel a little at a loss.

Fu Lin stared at Ye Chi condescendingly, and Ye Chi lowered his eyes, avoiding his eyes.

Fu Lin rarely has such a strong inspiration.

Even Yechi has disgusting behavior.

Alcoholism will make the body old, and staying up late will make the fresh skin old.

If it weren't for the fact that the youth in front of me is still young, I'm afraid the skin would still be loose and sagging.

Irregular life will cause the fresh body to rot from the internal organs, eating away the young life little by little.

The water in the bath just overflowed Ye Chi's body, and the water was very warm.

Seeing that Fu Lin hadn't written for a long time, Ye Chi couldn't help asking, "Mr. Fu, is there anything that isn't in place?"

Fu Lin got down from his seat, turned around and walked out of the bathroom. The footsteps could be clearly heard, and they became far away. Then he heard the sound of clanging, and Fu Lin returned to the bathroom.

Ye Chi turned his head to look, and sat up instantly.He saw Fu Lin holding two chains in his hand.

"Do...what?"

Fu Lin saw that every muscle in Ye Chi's body was tense, and raised his eyebrows: "Prop decoration."

Ye Chi: ...

Of course he knew it was a prop!

"Lie back." Fu Lin ordered.

Ye Chi hesitated for a moment, but lay down obediently.

"Give me your hand."

Ye Chi froze, and handed over his wrist.

The wrist was held by the cold palm, Ye Chi resisted the urge to take it back, and was wrapped tightly by the same cold chain, and the other end of the chain was hung on the hook on the wall.

The other hand is the same, it's just hung on the other side.

His current appearance is like a cross, wide open, accepting the plunder of another person's eyes.

Fu Lin sat back on the high stool, looked down at him condescendingly, was very satisfied, and started to write.

In this situation, Ye Chi began to think wildly.It's not that Ye Chi has never been chased by gays. In the fashion industry, gays seem to have become a fashion.

Ye Chi has never had a girlfriend and is regarded as gay, but Ye Chi knows that no matter whether he is a man or a woman, he can't do it.

However, thinking of this, Ye Chi's mind suddenly popped up, that thing that he wanted to forget very much.

That rotten, disgusting...

However, it was the first time when Ye Chi became what he is now.

When he first entered the industry, at the age of 17, his agent took him to the so-called high society social parties.

Ye Chi saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

Ye Chi's transformation into abstinence is all thanks to this manager.Fortunately, he left later.

I haven't had any girlfriends or boyfriends, not even Five Fingers Girl.

At the back, Ye Chi was almost as good as a saint.

Fu Lin's actions will make people think wrong, but he didn't do anything to Ye Chi in essence.

Therefore, it is nothing more than the artist's pursuit, and there is nothing to criticize.

This hobby Ye Chi expresses and understands, and is not disgusted,

"What? Uncomfortable?" The young man's originally tense expression suddenly turned into a frown, his face tightened, as if he had thought of something bad, Fu Lin asked.

"No, no, I'm just not used to it." Ye Chi quickly adjusted his state.

The young man's skin turned completely pink due to the steam. Because it was too hot, he began to sweat, and the ends of his hair stuck to his neck.

The delicate hair sticks to the white neck, and the water vapor accumulates at the tip of the hair and turns into water droplets, which flow down the neck little by little.

Take a bath, don't soak for too long, 15 minutes is the upper limit, if you continue to soak, you will feel dizzy.

Fu Lin was very serious, Ye Chi could see his profile when he looked up, and the gentle yellow light in the bathroom softened his outline.

"Mr. Fu, I, I'm a little dizzy."

Fu Lin raised his head, nodded, put down the drawing board, walked over, and freed his hands.

Ye Chi's whole body was soaked pink, his hair was sticking to his neck, looking wet, he stepped out of the bath swayingly.

Wrapped in a bath towel, a little dizzy, he sat down on the chair next to him, raised his head and began to pant heavily.

"So hot."

Seeing Ye Chi like this, Fu Lin looked down at his white neck, quickly turned his eyes away, and left the room.

When he came back, he brought Ye Chi a glass of water.

"Thank you." Ye Chi raised his head, gurgling, his Adam's apple slipped a few times, and the glass of water bottomed out.

It was only the first 15 minutes, and he was already a little vain, which was definitely a symptom of qi deficiency.

Ye Chi is fortunate that this guy's flirting skills are not good, and he hasn't played around, otherwise his body function would decline faster.

The wet hair was dripping, wrapped in a bath towel, leaning on the chair, Ye Chi regained his strength.

Fu Lin kept testing the color, and walked to Ye Chi's side to observe his skin color and lip color.

Ye Chi was sitting, and Fu Lin was half squatting.

It felt very weird.

"Mr. Fu, when will today end?" Ye Chi broke the awkward atmosphere, raised his head slightly, and met the other party's gaze.

But he didn't move away this time. Although his eyes lacked confidence, they were extremely clear.

Fu Lin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He reached out suddenly and picked him up from the seat through the towel.

"continue."

Ye Chi's body froze completely, resisting the urge to reach out and push Fu Lin away, avoided his hand, and lay back in the bathtub.

Fu Lin suddenly said, "Look at me."

Ye Chi raised his eyes slightly, meeting his gaze.

It's hard not to lose sight of the line of sight, Ye Chi carried it hard, and after a few minutes, he got used to it.

"At least until 10 o'clock." Fu Lin replied.

Just now they started near 7 o'clock, so three hours of painting is really not too much.

It's just that recently I heard that the world is not peaceful, and there are often thieves and robbers outside. He thought for a while and said, "Then Mr. Fu, can I...stay overnight?"

The paintbrush in Fu Lin's hand suddenly stopped, turned his head sideways, and said a few words slowly with his thin lips: "Not for now."

"For your safety."

temporary……?Safety?

Ye Chi didn't understand, but obviously, Fu Lin didn't want to keep him.

Ye Chi didn't show any disappointment, this was originally an extra request made by himself, and it's normal not to be granted.

15 minutes round, round after round, he felt like a dish, vinegared Chinese cabbage that was repeatedly soaked.

Finally, when his bones became soft and his skin was wrinkled, the other party put down the brush.

Fu Lin stood up, "That's all for today."

Ye Chi nodded feebly, stood up with the help of the bathtub, wobbled, and almost stepped on the ground.

"Mr. Fu, can it be a little earlier in the future?"

Fu Lin put away the painting utensils, slightly lowered his head to look at Ye Chi, under the thin skin was flowing hot liquid.

"No, I like the night."

"Okay..." Ye Chi shrugged, the employer can do whatever he wants.

After changing clothes and leaving the bathroom, Ye Chi was still groggy.

Fu Lin leaned against the railing, seemed to be in a good mood, raised his head and took a sip of the red wine in his hand.

Even if you like to drink, is it too much?

By coincidence, Ye Chi didn't know which tendon was wrong, and before going out, he said: "Sir, drink less, it's not good for your health."

How can I have the right to control others when I feel a slip of the tongue when I speak out?Ye Chi quickly changed the subject, "Next time Mr. finds me, just let Secretary Zhang come. I'll go first."

Before the other party could answer, Ye Chi closed the door and quickly walked into the night.

On the balcony on the second floor, wearing a loose nightgown, he was not afraid of the cold at all.Fu Lin stared at the figure that disappeared into the night, wondering what he was thinking.

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