Rebirth of the small model of the Republic of China

Chapter 7

Ye Chi's physical condition was really not good enough for the arduous task of taking a bath, so he changed it.

Changed to another room, and did not go to the second house, but on the second floor of the first building.

After entering the house, Ye Chi went to take a shower first. He felt that Fu Lin's state was a little different from before, and he seemed a little anxious.

"I have inspiration." After taking a shower, Fu Lin took him to a dark room, and said this sentence.

Go to the next room to get the props.

When Ye Chi saw the appearance of the room clearly, he took a deep breath and took two steps back.

Ye Chi backed up, and touched Fu Lin who had come in with the props behind him, and hit the opponent's chest directly, and the collision made the props in his hands jingle and collide.

It's not hard to imagine what he's holding in his hands.

Ye Chi's blood almost flowed backwards!Just leave if you want to.

But behind him was Fu Lin. Fu Lin looked very thin, but in fact he was tall and powerful. He blocked the door tightly.

Ye Chi tensed all over, and quickly took a few steps forward.

At this moment, the other party's deep and cold voice sounded behind the ear: "What?"

"No, nothing..."

In the room, what Ye Chi saw in front of him made him feel like he traveled through time and space.

In the middle, a large box was placed flat on the wooden floor... Yechi said it was a box, but Ye Chi's hairs stood on end, because it was actually a very large coffin.

European style, iron silver and black, inside is a red velvet blanket.

Ye Chijiu woke up more than half in an instant, "Well, Mr. Fu, I'm sober. Let's continue painting the bathroom."

It's a pity that Fu Lin was standing at the door behind him, and he couldn't get out at all. When he turned around, Fu Lin was looking down at Ye Chi.

The young man's thin red skin after taking a bath turned pale with fright, and his dithering pupils showed that he was quite nervous.

The corner of Fu Lin's mouth raised an arc. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

He rarely spoke to comfort others, but he didn't intend to change back to the bathroom.

Fu Lin walked in, and Ye Chi was brought into the middle of the room by him.

"This... what?" Ye Chi felt his voice trembling.

Suddenly, Ye Chi felt that his feet were empty, and he was lifted up completely. Before his body could resist, the scene in front of him turned and he was already put into the coffin.

Ye Chi's breathing became heavier instantly.

I can't, I can't move, it's terrible.

Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, Ye Chi trembled slightly.

Just as Fu Lin withdrew his hand, Ye Chi suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Fu, Mr. Fu, can you turn on the light?"

In fact, Yechi has a little claustrophobia, which is relatively mild.

Generally, it will not attack, even if a person takes the elevator, he can bear it.

But now, I feel very uncomfortable, the coffin is half covered, and there is an illusion that someone will be locked in it.

Fu Lin looked down at Ye Chi, his fair skin was like pure white snow on the blood-red velvet cloth, but he looked very bad.Her lips were getting lighter, her heart was beating faster, her breathing was short of breath.

"it is good."

Turning on a yellow light, Ye Chi instantly relaxed a lot, but during his relaxation, Fu Lin stretched out his hand again.

Clanking and crashing.

Before Ye Chi could recover, his hands were bound.

His wrists were behind his back, tied up with something unknown.

Next is the ankle.

The cold knuckles made Ye Chi tremble all over, and the trembling made Fu Linzhi's fingertips pause slightly.

Ye Chi couldn't help it, and asked, "Mr. Fu, what's the theme this time?"

Fu Lin blurted out: "Restraint."

Ye Chi: ...

You are afraid not to have other hobbies.

Fu Lin supported the edge of the coffin with one hand, condescendingly, and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Ye Chi didn't know how to answer, there would be a ghost if he was comfortable.So he responded with a compromise: "I can persist."

Fu Lin looked down at the young man lying in the coffin, his slender legs were curled up, and the curves under the silk bathrobe were exposed, but the slight trembling couldn't hide his sight even in the dark.

"What is your relationship with Chen Qing?"

Ye Chi was stunned for a moment, his originally tense mood was relieved, and he was attracted by this question.

Fu Lin continued: "I need to know about the models I hired. If I don't want to tell, I can ask Qiuyang to check."

Asking Fu Lin to investigate, he was afraid that he would find more black information, Ye Chi thought for a while and said, "He met when he was drinking."

"Friend?" Fu Lin continued to ask.

Ye Chi shook his head, moved his wrist, and panicked, "It's not considered a friend, Mr. Fu, can you relax a little bit? It's a bit tight."

"When I was drinking, I owed him money." Ye Chi said.

Ye Chi simply said all of them. Anyway, everyone knew these things. It would be better if Ye Chi said it than Fu Lin asked Zhang Qiuyang to dig out more.

"I used to like to drink, and I also liked to go to the dance hall. I spent all the money given by my family. I borrowed it from others occasionally, but I forgot to pay it back. The total is about one or two hundred."

Ye Chi didn't look up at Fu Lin's expression, and continued: "Mr. Fu also has high requirements for models? I promise that I will not drink or smoke in the future, and I should earn back the money soon."

Fu Lin raised his eyebrows, leaned over and stretched out his hand to move back the button of the leather ring on the opponent's wrist.

Seeing that Fu Lin didn't answer, Ye Chi felt uneasy. The job of drawing models is really a good job. He didn't want to lose it, so he added, "I will definitely not mess around again. I hope Mr. Fu will not do anything to what I have done before." Pursue."

At this moment, Ye Chi raised his head and glanced at Fu Lin's expression.

When he looked up, he saw Fu Lin looking straight at him.

Eyes collided, Ye Chi bit the bullet and didn't move away due to the drunkenness, but Fu Lin said in a playful tone, but in a cold voice: "I heard Qiuyang say that you like to go to Lido Gate."

Ye Chi broke out in cold sweat from behind.He shook his head again and again: "I won't go in the future, at least until you hire me."

"Qiuyang also said..." Fu Lin slowed down his tone.Ye Chi pricked up his ears and asked, "What else?"

"You like to sleep out."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Ye Chi's back, probably because he knew that Ye Chi liked to pick up girls in the past.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chi suddenly thought of something, could it be...does this guy need to be a man to find a model? ? ?

Obviously, Fu Lin didn't mean that. He added: "During the employment period, your body belongs to me, so even a little mistake is not allowed."

What the hell?

Ye Chi's pupils shook, shocked by these words, what does it mean that the body belongs to him?But in this case, Ye Chi had no way to refute.

Ye Chi licked his somewhat dry lips, "I won't stay out overnight anymore, do you have any other requests?"

Suddenly, Ye Chi's knee felt ice-cold, and Fu Lin tapped it with his fingertip.

Fu Lin: "Here, what's the matter?"

Ye Chi looked down and saw that the red and swollen chilblains on his knees were swollen and red, especially on his fair skin.

"Chilblain, probably from freezing, it will heal in a few days, do you care?"

"Here." Without warning, Fu Lin's fingertips suddenly touched the tip of Ye Chi's ear, touching the itchy frostbite.

Ye Chi took a deep breath and turned his head to avoid it, but he couldn't.

"Here...here is chilblain too."

It was only now that Ye Chi realized that he had bumped into Fu Lin when he was stepping back, was hugged when he was put into the coffin, and touched the tips of his ears at this time.

He didn't have much reaction! ?

In fact, in the past, every time Ye Chi was approached by someone, his body would involuntarily resist when he came into close contact.

There may even be a conditioned reflex to throw a punch to resist, such as Chen Qing before.

However, Fu Lin's touch was not bad.

Why is that?

Fu Lin gently twitched the tip of his ear and let go, the warm sticky skin still remained on the fingertips.

Gently twist your fingertips.

Fu Lin stepped back and began to arrange the painting tools in an orderly manner.

Ye Chi was still in shock, thinking over and over again, and came to a conclusion.

——Fu Lin had no intentions towards him, so he didn't feel disgusted.

His hands were bound, his ankles felt a little uncomfortable, his body was cold, and his body was sunk in the red flannel.

The alcohol hadn't dissipated, his head was dizzy, and the closed space made him unable to calm down, but even so, he didn't feel too much danger.

There will only be a sense of oppression.

It seemed that Fu Lin was quite a decent person.

Ye Chi recalled for a while, since he realized that Fu Lin did not do anything to him beyond the distance, and even saved him today, in terms of various actions, Fu Lin is really a gentleman.

After chatting with Fu Lin for a while, the mild claustrophobic symptoms became less affected.

After Fu Lin checked, he started to draw. The rustling sound of the drawing made Ye Chi, who was already drunk, start to feel sleepy.

In order to divert his sleepiness, he opened his eyes and studied the surroundings of the coffin. There were some English letters engraved on it, which lifted Ye Chi's spirits. His English level is not too bad, and he has passed the test in listening, speaking, reading and writing.

Right on the edge of the coffin, he saw a small English word, which seemed to be... blood.

Blood……?

Ye Chi's remaining drowsiness disappeared when he recognized the word clearly.

This is a European-style coffin. There are only so many legends about coffins. Adding this word makes Ye Chi think of something strange.

Fu Lin was not far away, because he couldn't see Ye Chi if he was far away, so he watched Ye Chi's expression carefully.

"Sir, did you buy this coffin from abroad?" Ye Chi was really curious, so he asked.

Fu Lin said 'hmm', and his tone was a bit unpredictable, "Do you understand English?"

Seeing Fu Lin's surprise, Ye Chi was startled, Ye Chi didn't know English at all.Ye Chi nodded: "Well, I only know a little bit. My sister once taught me a little bit."

Fu Lin looked down at Ye Chi from a great height, and suddenly spoke English with a perfect accent, "what do you see?"——What did you see.

It's a British accent, this pure accent brought Ye Chi back to his era for a moment.

Should I answer?

"I saw English." Ye Chi didn't answer in English, "But I don't know this English word."

Fu Lin raised his eyes, the eyes were meaningful, "Really?"

"Hmm..." Ye Chi rolled his eyes away.

Fu Lin didn't stop painting, and answered Ye Chi's first question, "The original factory is a small country in Eastern Europe."

Eastern Europe……

Is it the country that Ye Chi thought of?

During the drawing time that followed, the two of them didn't talk anymore, but the time didn't last too long.

Because in the second half of the night, Ye Chi couldn't bear it at all, and his eyelids kept fighting. Although the strangeness and claustrophobia were at play, the drowsiness under the alcohol was even better.

"Mr. Fu, what time is it?" Ye Chi was weak. He had been busy all day and drank alcohol.

Fu Lin glanced at his watch, "02:30 in the morning."

"Can I go home?" Ye Chi rubbed against the coffin wall and sat up a little bit, "I might fall asleep again if I go any further."

Fu Lin put away the drawing board and walked to Ye Chi's side, "You can stay here overnight."

Ye Chi instantly rang the alarm bell.

Why can I stay now?It's not a good sign...

"Uh, no need, it's so inconvenient..." Ye Chi rubbed against the wall of the coffin and sat upright, the cold touch and Fu Lin's sudden words of letting him stay overnight made him completely sleepy.

"Can you untie it for me?" Ye Chi moved his wrist, which was already numb.

His wrists were tied parallel to each other by a strange metal and small leather ring. It didn't hurt, but his wrists were always behind his back, and the blood was blocked.

Fu Lin lowered his eyes and saw that Ye Chi's wrist had been strangled with red marks. He stretched out his hand and gently flipped a buckle. With a click, the entire leather ring was loosened.

Then he lifted Ye Chi's calf and released his ankle.

A series of touches made Ye Chi's skin crawl again.

"Tomorrow will continue from last time." Fu Lin said.

So staying overnight is more convenient?

Ye Chi hesitated for a moment. At this moment, he heard a slight sound of rain coming from outside. The sound insulation of this house is very good, and the sound of rain can be heard, which means that there is a high probability of heavy rain outside.

Thinking of the coldness in his small nest, Ye Chi was instantly shaken.

I can't go back to Huayuemen, and I don't have to go to work tomorrow. I can go to the shoeshine job anytime, so...stay overnight?

The allure of heating is unparalleled.

"Then, I will interrupt."

Ye Chi moved his wrist, trying to crawl out of the coffin, but because of the severe numbness in his calf, he knelt back down again.

This kneeling, the knees reached the hem of the bathrobe, followed by Ye Chi and rushed forward.

Hiss————

There was an uncomfortable tearing sound.

The entire collar was split from the side, but Ye Chi's tightly tied belt did not loosen at all.

Ye Chi: ...

It's just that Ye Chi's first reaction was not that they were all gone, but rather, is this bathrobe expensive? ?

Pink, milky white, all exposed to the air.

The delicate cloth spread directly on him, with slits running from the side of the shoulder to the bottom.

Ye Chi's second reaction was to look up at Fu Lin's reaction.

Fu Lin's reaction was that he didn't respond. He leaned against the edge of the coffin and looked at Ye Chi without moving his eyes away, but Ye Chi could clearly see that his eyes extended through the gap to peek inside.

Ye Chi frantically tidied up and covered himself.

"I will pay."

Fu Lin withdrew his gaze, although his voice was cold, "Ye Chi, are you really not a nude model?"

The author has something to say: A certain vampire: If you don't agree, I will suck you dry.

A certain pool who misunderstood: I don’t know who sucked whom!

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The super invincible juicer was in place, and with bursts of applause, a poor strawberry was thrown into the juicer by sneering girls.

With a puff, the strawberry pink pulp burst open, the delicious pulp fell apart, the air was filled with the aroma of strawberries, and the heart-piercing cry of strawberries: "Gageng~~~Non-existent~~~!!!"