The attributes of passers-by explode! | BL, MTL

Chapter 45: He wanted to protect him, hold him, love him.

There were ten people at one table, filling the private room.

Now the dishes that Principal He had just added were not enough. Fang Mingzheng used the excuse of going to the bathroom to go out alone to find the waiter and order more dishes than the table could fit, and also paid for the food.

Principal He went out to answer a phone call in the middle, and the box fell into silence again.

When Fang Mingzheng's group of people came in, Lin Yan stood up from inside and took it. When he sat down again, he changed his position. Now he was sitting next to Sang Ning and Duan Ci, and Lu Ji was moved to the other side.

Among the five protagonists present, Duan Ci is sunny and handsome, Lu Ji is wild and untamed, Xie Wuyan is cold and gloomy, Sang Ning has an unworldly temperament, and Jiang Zhouliang is gentle and elegant——

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They are just a little unfamiliar with each other.

There were several people present who did not take the initiative to say hello, and those who did took the initiative were either ordering food outside or going out to make phone calls. The remaining Jiang Zhouliang chose to observe the situation secretly, so that the scene fell into silence for a while.

When Lin Yan saw that no one was talking here, he turned his head and whispered to Sang Ning, whom he hadn't seen for a long time: "Are you here to see the campus celebration too?"

Sanning didn't expect that he would take the initiative to greet her, and subconsciously covered her wrist: "Yes."

The gauze on his wrist was firmly covered by the tightly buttoned cuffs of his shirt, so no one noticed anything strange about him.

Lin Yan's voice attracted Duan Ci's attention, and he asked: "Junior brother, do you know him?"

Lin Yan said: "He is my boss, and I work part-time in his studio."

Duan Ci remembered what Lin Yan said about his past work as a hand model.

But he knew it, but Lu Ji didn't. He was one seat away from Lin Yan, glanced at Duan Ci, and looked at Lin Yan: "Can you draw?"

Lu Ji didn't like this feeling, as if Lin Yan was among them and had a secret with Duan Ci that only the two of them knew.

Lin Yan shook his head, raised his hand and waved it under the table: "No, I am a model, a hand model."

Everyone present looked at the young man's raised hand. His fingers were slender and very beautiful.

Xu Hui looked at Sang Ning's eyes and thought, could the "muse" he mentioned before be this one?

It's true that they have good taste. Painters like them can best capture beautiful moments. Lin Yan is so beautiful, which really arouses their desire to retain this beauty.

I don't know if Sang Ning succeeded in drawing the opponent's waist.

But from Xu Hui's point of view, his stage is clearly more worthy of painting.

Lu Ji noticed Sang Ning's expression. He picked up the empty bowl, picked up a spoon, filled a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus fermented rice balls and placed it in front of Lin Yan: "You are so busy these days, do you still have time to work part-time?"

"Thank you, Brother Lu," Lin Yan said, "No more recently."

Sang Ning clenched the gauze hidden under the cuffs of his shirt. Seeing that the little model's attention was attracted by another person, he opened his mouth to supplement his previous answer: "Fang Mingzheng invited us to come over to watch the campus celebration. I didn't expect that there would be Your stage."