Love Code at the End of the World Chapter 97: The Art of Color
The man's face paled with almost cyan, as if he had drawn deep dark circles with oil paint, and exuded a psychedelic luster.
His eyes were dull, but his pale face was painted with flaming red lips. He didn't wear clothes on his upper body, but on his skin, there were disordered patterns embroidered with black thread.
My cold hair stood up all over, because the threads were really stitched to his skin, and it hurt at first sight, and the two completely black sensitive pieces on his chest were even more embedded with red gems.
pale skin, black embroidery and red gems filled his body with a deep evil and bloodthirsty sexy.
It should be a scary dress, but for some reason, it deeply evokes the darkest and most evil desires in your heart and makes you want to stop.
His lower body is also a black leather skirt like rags, and his pale legs are also under the dangling black leather strips, and each toenail is painted a bright red color.
He looked at me blankly: "Let me see."
He seemed to be talking to Cangyu, he walked towards me, the soul passed through my body, and I became nervous.
"Zongben, don't scare Luo Bing." Jun also looked at him a little nervously.
"Tell her not to move." A rough and feeble voice came from behind me, and I was motionless tightly. Then, I felt a bit cold in my head, and his head shouldn't get into my head. Got it.
Then, a gasp sounded in my ears, which belonged to Ruola.
"No...Hall, Your Highness...I...I can't...In front of Luo Bing...I..."
"Don't be nervous..." Immediately, Cangyu's gentle voice came, "You are facing...not Luo Bing...but Mr. Zongben, the most famous painting circle in the past, and countless people want to beg him A painting...Luo Bing, the first page you see is his painting..."
"What?!" My whole body is stiffer, the picture that is almost based on Jun...
I glanced at Xiang Jun: "Do you... do you know that he painted you?"
Jun smiled awkwardly, smiling very green and clean, scratching his head: "This is art, Luo Bing, who of us has never painted **** paintings here? Zong Ben's heart is pure." Jun suddenly became serious.
"You say that to me..." Zongben suddenly said, "It makes me a little sick..."
"Puff!" Everyone laughed.
Jun also smiled brilliantly.
Winsky, who painted postmodern paintings on the side of , looked at me mildly: "Luo Bing, Zongben is Jun secretly painting, Jun did not show him off, and if only one person is drawn, Zongben is not interested , Don’t be jealous~~~~~"
Everyone winked at me. I knew they were joking. These "dead people" often joked.
Jun smiled more awkwardly and looked at me: "Hehehe... Actually, Zongben and I are very good friends. We also learned painting together at the beginning. We are in the same class."
What? !
I can’t see at all that Jun and Zongmoto would be very good friends!
They are clearly at the two ends of art, no, they are simply two ends of the universe.
jun is so clean and pure, and Zongben... this looks like an M.
My dirty lobby sister has taught me a lot of knowledge in dirty subjects.
"boring..." Zong Ben said suddenly, apparently he seemed to have seen what Cang Yu showed him, and felt boring.
"Wait...it's not over yet..." Cangyu said, "Don't worry..."
"Ah————" I suddenly heard Ruola's special cry, that was mixed with painful * and the cry that reached the tide, the cry that made my age incomprehensible sounded in the whole world.
"Oh~~~I haven't felt this way for a long time..." A few women on one side touched their faces, "Listening to make me miss..."
"Give me the pen quickly! Give me the pen quickly--" Zong Ben raised my hand and exclaimed excitedly, and immediately Jun put the pen into my hand, and immediately Zong Ben waved it.
He drew like crazy and poisoned. I have never seen such a fast speed.
He blacked out the entire drawing board!
In the middle, he drew Ruola’s face, a face immersed in happiness, shyness, panic, and fear. The expression on her face was complicated, but her shameful eyes were still trembling. There was a tear with a trace of fear, but every man he saw would be blood boiled, wanting to rush to bite her body, and stain her body with gorgeous blood.
suddenly, Jun covered my eyes and prevented me from looking anymore.
"What did this girl go through? How could she have such an expression?" I heard the discussion around me.
"Hi...This is a good painting. The art of this painting is whether it can stimulate hormones. If you look at it without feeling, it is a failure."
"What light is that? Holy light?"
"The collision of holy and evil instincts, I like this theme!"
"Hahahaha——hahaha——I like it! I like————" Szomoto exclaimed with a wild laugh, "I like this feeling of zuo love to death——hahahaha—— ——"
"Zong Ben! Don't say such things in Luo Bing's body! Luo Bing, you should go back." Jun gave me a push, and I woke up from my bed, the sun was dazzling, and I saw Cang Yu faintly Standing on the side of the painting, I didn't see Ruola.
The first time I saw Cangyu, I was still a little bit empty. I was afraid to see him and Ruola naked, but I was relieved to see Cangyu wearing clothes.
"It's worthy of Zongben's painting..." Cangyu sighed ~IndoMTL.com~ slightly let go of his figure, and then, I saw the *Rora on the drawing board!
"Ah——————" I grabbed my clothes and hurriedly jumped out of bed to cover them, Cang Yu smiled and raised his hand to stop: "This is art, Luo Bing."
He took the painting calmly and calmly, I saw that there was only Ruola on the painting, and her body was slightly exuding light blue, like the light of aquamarine energy...
I remembered the conversation between everyone in the Guchen Ruins. They said Ruola had light on her body...
Behind Ruola, I saw a pair of terrible ones that were beyond the reach of the eyes, like the eyes of a demon, those terrible eyes made people fearful.
Ruola’s snow-white, plump body is engulfed and swallowed by the black extending from the background. They are like terrible tentacles and tongues of countless demons. You can’t tell, you can’t tell, but you can feel it, It was an extremely evil thing, which made people fearful, but hoped to see them swallow the snow-white girl who was radiating all over her body.
"It's really Zongben's brushwork..." Cangyu admired with satisfaction. He glanced at me as a comment, "Zongben is famous for his **** paintings. At first, his paintings were very holy and pure, and the girls inside were not allowed. Blasphemy, but later, he got tired. He wanted to break through and yearned for his own evolution. After the breakthrough, he brought this kind of painting to the world. Will it make you shake between good and evil?"
My face was flushed, and my hair was messy looking at him. I didn't expect that he would be so calm, his face was not red and breathless, and I started discussing Zongben's painting with me.