If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

On top of the drawing paper, there is a young man lying on a big bed with a black background.

The boy's skin was as white as snow, dazzlingly white.

He was only wearing a shirt, which was buttoned crookedly.

I don't know what was soaked in, but the thin fabric clearly reflected the beautiful scenery in front of me.

He raised his left hand and placed it on his forehead, his pink lips slightly open, as if he had to breathe through his mouth due to some strong stimulation.

His right hand was placed casually on his stomach, just above the delicate belly button.

The ill-fitting shirt covered her buttocks, and the hem of her clothes dropped slightly, making people want to peek at the beautiful scenery underneath.

There is a leg ring on the upper part of the right thigh. The restraint of the leg ring makes the shapely thigh meat stretch out, revealing a bit of lust.

The calves were slightly arched, and the pink toes were curled up because of some indescribable pleasure.

The young man seems to be struggling with desire, and his seductive body language makes people think.

But those extremely beautiful pupils were filled with innocence and frank desire.

The young man is seducing those who look at him equally, dragging them into his cage of desire.

The black sheet under the boy is like the strong emotion that cannot be expressed. It surrounds the boy, but also supports him, allowing him to invite the viewer to dance with him.

Song Chuyi had to admit that Ji Feng's painting was better than before.

The contrast between being secretive yet flamboyant, innocent yet dissolute is not found in his previous paintings.

As long as you look at it a few more times, you will be unable to extricate yourself.

This painting will definitely win first place!

In the early Song Dynasty, Ji Feng had absolute confidence in Ji Feng, and this time Ji Feng seemed to be very satisfied with the painting.

He took it off the board, packed it up for storage, and made a phone call.

Not long after, Song Tianhua arrived and took the painting away with excitement.

After the others left, Ji Feng carried Song Chuyi into the bedroom and put him on the bed.

He picked up the iron wire next to him, inserted it into the handcuffs, fiddled with it a few times, and the handcuffs opened.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

No wonder Ji Feng threw away the key to the handcuffs so decisively. It turned out to be because he could open it by himself!

He is indeed a villain, so versatile.

After Ji Feng unlocked the handcuffs, he stood up and walked to the closet and picked out a shirt of his own.

He walked to the bed again and put on Yiyi's shirt.

Ji Feng lowered his head and buttoned his shirt crookedly.

He seemed to be dressing up his beloved, putting on beautiful leg rings for him.

After changing his clothes, he raised Yiyi's right hand and placed it on his forehead, and put his left hand on his stomach.

Song Chuyi watched Ji Feng playing with him, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

Isn't this the posture in that painting?

What does Ji Feng want to do this time?

After Ji Feng posed each one one by one, he leaned over and kissed each one's lips.

"Yiyi is so beautiful."

His breathing became heavier.

Soon, Song Chuyi knew what was soaking the boy's shirt in the painting.

All I can say is that he is indeed Ji Feng.

Song Chuyi wished he could close his eyes, but at this moment Ji Feng stared straight at him.

He didn't dare to act rashly.

After a while, Ji Feng calmed down.

He picked up Yiyi and said, "I'll take Yiyi to take a bath."

He carried Yi Yi into the bathroom and bathed him gently.

Just washing and washing, I couldn't help but kiss one by one.

Song Chuyi let him kiss her.

Just a kiss is better than getting dirty!

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The annual painting competition starts promptly at 6pm on Friday evening.

The contestants' works have been uploaded to the official competition page, and every audience can vote.

Voting here costs money, ten yuan per vote, and each user's daily online vote is 1000 votes.

Generally speaking, the score difference on the first day of the competition is not big. After all, there are thousands of works, and it would take several hours to read them all.

But this competition is a little different.

A painting called "Youth" topped the competition with one million votes just half an hour into the competition.

Clicking in and taking a look, the comments are all similar.

【Wife! 】

[Honey, have you finally come to see me? Ooooooh, my wife rubs her. 】

【This is my destined wife! I'm willing to give you all my pocket money! 】

[My wife, I am 18, meters tall, strong and strong, I can do anything! I want to be your dog. 】

[Damn it, why can I only vote a thousand votes for my wife a day? 】

…………

At the same time, the alarm sounded in the institute.

"What's going on?" someone asked.

"Report, a large number of people with abnormally increased emotional sensitivity suddenly appeared."

"Go investigate."

Soon, someone reported:

"There is a masterpiece in this painting competition. Those people whose emotional sensitivity was monitored showed strong emotional fluctuations after seeing this masterpiece."

"What's the name of that painting?"

The man's voice was extremely clear in the research institute.

""juvenile"."

…………

"Boy" is a hit, in every sense of the word.

Late at night on the first day of the competition, all major online shopping platforms sold out the same shirt and leg rings.

Even the plain black bed sheets were snapped up by crazy people.

The hot searches are full of news about "Youth". When I click on it, I see that they are all called "wife".

Both men and women fell in love with the young man in the painting.

They were crazy about him, obsessed with him, and willing to become slaves to his desires.

They rarely experience the intense desire to get something.

They want the young man to take pity on them, and they want their figure to appear in the young man's eyes.

They are the boy's dogs and the boy's slaves. They are willing to become the boy's tool for teasing the world.

As "Youth" spreads more and more widely, the emotional perception monitored by the institute becomes higher.

It was only 30 before. In just two days, the public's emotional perception has increased by 20 points, reaching the average level ten years ago.

If the same work appears again, the passing mark of over 60 will be just around the corner.

The institute sent Song Tianhua to persuade Ji Feng to paint more similar paintings.

The conditions are up to him.

Song Tianhua shouldered the heavy responsibility and came to the gate of the courtyard where Ji Feng lived again.

In the yard, Ji Feng held Song Chuyi in his arms.

He turned Yiyi's back to him and faced the door of the yard.

Yiyi was only wearing a shirt, and he would be exposed if he was not careful.

It was at this time that Song Tianhua came in.

"Brother Ji." Song Tianhua shouted loudly, "Teacher, please draw more character paintings similar to those in the competition."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ji Feng's eyes were red and there was a touch of cyan in the eye sockets, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

Song Chuyi, who was held in Ji Feng's arms, almost cried when he saw someone coming.

Wuwuwu Ji Feng, this disgusting bastard, countless times a day, this is too much!