Chapter 53:

Chapter Fifty-Three
This is fishing law enforcement! This is obviously fishing law enforcement!
Li Cheng irritatedly circled the art classroom, glanced at the mysterious drawing board uncontrollably. +++ Catino Novel Network EbookFREE.me
The cunning hunter dug a trap and put on the most tempting bait. The curious little wild cats circled the trap, uncontrollably wanting to stretch out their paws and taste the bait.
Two voices buzzed in Li Cheng's ears.
One was his sensible angel, shaking his collar and roaring: "Li Cheng, you carry it clearly! This is obviously Xiao Yiheng's trap. If you really uncover the felt cloth, he will definitely laugh at you fiercely! "
The other is his demon partner, blowing the wind in his ears: "Oh, brother Li, you are a dignified school bully, Xiao Yiheng won't let you do it, so you just listen to him? Besides, he is not here now, you just Secretly lifted a corner to take a look, then put it back quickly, he won't know~"
Two voices fought in his ears, and the unsurprisingly little demon won a big victory in the end.
Li Cheng pretended to clear his throat, put his hands behind him, and walked in all directions, pacing slowly to the painting like a leader of inspection work.
The gray (colored) felt cloth was placed softly on the easel, covering the whole picture of the painting. Li Cheng couldn't guess what kind of scenery it was.
Maybe, there is nothing under the felt cloth, it is deliberately singing the empty city plan.
Li Cheng's palm was slightly hot, he settled, and finally stopped hesitating, grabbing a corner of the felt cloth.
Then gently pull
The soft felt cloth slipped from the easel, and Li Orange fell into a lush blue (color).
It was the waves, the clear water, and the sea composed of countless blues (colors).
The sea water divides the sunlight into countless bright (color) blocks, which are tenderly wrapped in a honey (color) figure.
That figure belongs to a teenager.
He is swimming, he is more like dancing on the top of a wave.
He is naked, but his nakedness does not give the painting a sense of lewdness and evil. He doesn't need to wear a piece of cloth, because he is already wearing sunlight, water waves, and bubbles.
The scapula of the teenager is covered with Yunting's back muscles, and the waist is connected with the round buttocks. He stretched every inch of his muscles (flesh rou), his two long arms pushed aside the water, his feet (hook gou) splashed, and a head of golden (colored) hair was slowly swaying in the sea water.
Although this painting did not depict the appearance of a teenager, Li Cheng clearly realized that the person in the painting was him the moment he saw this painting.
Xiao Yiheng painted him.
Blue (color) water, gold (color) hair, honey (color) skin, orange (color) light.
In Xiao Yiheng's eyes, Li Orange was composed of these colors.
But Li Orange is not only these colors (colors).
Li Cheng stood in front of the painting, as if his soul had been "photographed" by this painting. He lost all his ability to move. He forgot how to speak and how to control his body. Only his mind was still turning, which made him uncontrollably imagine Xiao Yiheng using his pen to paint this. The look of the picture.
Does Xiao Yiheng come to the art classroom by himself every night and paint him quietly? What was Xiao Yiheng thinking when he was painting this painting, and what did his eyes look like? Will Xiao Yiheng wear a dirty apron like today, and even his fingertips are dyed with paint?
Xiao Yiheng...Xiao Yiheng...Xiao Yiheng...
Countless voices gathered together, and Li Cheng stared at the painting blankly. A hot emotion burst into his heart, and followed the pulse of the pulse to the limbs.
Art is always the best bridge to convey feelings. The moment Li Cheng understood this painting, he also understood Xiao Yiheng.
Feelings are more surging than the sea; what is gentler than a brush is Xiao Yiheng silently watching Li Cheng's eyes.
Li Cheng didn't know how long he had stood in front of this painting. The passage of time no longer made any sense to him.
until
"Orange," Xiao Yiheng's voice exploded in his ears. Alpha, who didn’t know when he returned to the classroom, appeared behind Li Cheng, stretched out his arms, wrapped his thin waist with one hand, and covered his eyes with the other, so he hugged him in. In his arms, "You fouled."
Li Cheng's whole body trembled, too late to resist, and his back had already hit the alpha (chest xiong) mouth.
Deprived of sight, he plunged into darkness. Only then did he realize that his eyes were extremely (dry gan) astringent, and he didn't know how long he had been staring at the painting, even forgot to blink.
Xiao Yiheng was five centimeters taller than him and could easily hold him in his arms.
Alpha lowered his head slightly, and whispered a sentence in the ear of the person in his arms: "Unbehaved children are to be punished."
The tremor rose from the end of the spine, and Li Cheng wanted to resist, but for some reason he lost the strength to resist.
Perhaps from the moment he saw the painting, he could no longer refuse any request from Xiao Yiheng.
Soon, he knew what Xiao Yiheng's punishment was.
Omega's collar was pulled down, and Alpha's lips burned a hot one (kiss wen) on the back of his neck, and the sharp teeth of a beast pierced the tender (flesh) on the back of his neck.
"Hmm!" Li Cheng couldn't help but let out a whine.
He is a special omega, and there are no traces of glands on the back of his neck. According to common sense, even if an alpha bites the back of his neck, he can only experience pain. However, in this pain, he feels another kind of pleasure.
Blood rushed from the heart to the femoral artery, and the real glands hidden deep in the root of the left thigh instantly became hot. The strong and fresh orange scent was like a fluffy bomb, exploding quickly in the air.
Li Cheng opened his eyes desperately, searching for the little light from the fingers that covered his sight.
Xiao Yiheng bit the back of his neck and tasted blood on the tip of his tongue.
The pheromone of the taste of cedar is like a giant spreading net, which tightly wraps the two of them, and the sweet orange scent is mixed with it, and it is lingering.
Obviously Li Cheng has not yet reached the craze period, but now his legs are soft and unable to stand, and he can only hang all his weight on Xiao Yiheng.
The short punishment soon ended. Xiao Yiheng loosened his teeth and instead licked the swollen wound on the back of his neck with the tip of his tongue, and at the same time dropped countless pieces (kiss wen).
"Li Cheng... Li Cheng... Orange..." He repeatedly called Li Cheng's name repeatedly, and every time he called, the emotion in his voice increased.
He let go of the hand covering Li Cheng's eyes, and the omega who saw the light again blinked uncomfortably, and looked at the painting on the easel again.
Li Cheng felt as if he was looking in a mirror. He saw himself in the painting swimming in the waves, and behind him, there was a hand holding a paintbrush to add water waves to him.
"Orange." Xiao Yiheng called his name again, and asked him to turn around and face himself.
Li Cheng's face was shockingly hot, her neck stabbed, and her sweaty blond hair stuck to her forehead. He was in a hurry, like the leader of a wild cat being forced into a dead end. It couldn't tell whether the human who reached out to him wanted to hurt it or give it a warm home.
He dared not look at Alpha's eyes, only dared to stare at the blood on the corner of his mouth.
"...My glands are not on the back of the neck." He clearly wanted to question others, but (off tuo) he said such a sentence.
Xiao Yiheng was taken aback, and then smiled: "I know. We all know."
He leaned against the easel, with one hand around Li Cheng's body, and one hand slowly stroking (touching Mo) on the back of his neck.
"This time it's just a small punishment, to punish you for disobedience." Alpha's voice seemed to have a small hook, "If you bite it somewhere else, it's not punishment, but reward."
"Why are you so shameless?" Li Cheng said to him, "Obviously you were fishing law enforcement, deliberately tempting me to make mistakes! And...and are you not wrong?"
"What's wrong with me?"
Li Cheng finally raised his eyes to meet his gaze: "What are you pretending to be stupid?" Omega reached out to the painting, his ears were hot, "Who allowed you to paint me? The painting is still Lao Tzu's naked...naked ..."
He really couldn't say the last word. He has never swam naked, and he must wear knee-length swimming trunks for training, but in Xiao Yiheng's pen, he has no cloth on his body.
"Is this a mistake?" Xiao Yiheng spoke slowly, as if groaning softly, "Li Cheng, I like you, so I will fantasize about your naked body, is this a mistake?"
"Wh" Although Li Cheng had already guessed that Xiao Yiheng liked him, he did not expect that Xiao Yiheng would say it in this way.
"I said, I like you." Xiao Yiheng tightened his hands, and the truth (sexuality) hidden under indifference finally appeared (exposed) the tip of the iceberg.
Alpha confines his beloved omega in his arms, pressing his forehead against his forehead, and the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose.
"I like you, so I will fantasize about your naked body." Xiao Yiheng's eyes were filled with the reflection of Li Orange, "I will not only think about it during the day, but also at night. All of them will be drawn one by one. One day, I will fill an art gallery with these countless illusions. This art gallery will only be open to you throughout my life."
"..."
"You are my only muse and my only audience."
"..."
"You can tell me as many times as you want." Xiao Yiheng leaned in lightly, only a little bit before (kissing) those (yanyan) red lips, "I like you, Li Cheng, I like you."
However, at the moment when the four lips were about to overlap, Xiao Yiheng stopped.
Because Li Cheng was shaking.
This big brother on campus, who has always been lawless and has never scared him, was trembling.
Li Cheng's eyes were open blankly. He was obviously looking at Xiao Yiheng, but the focus was lost.
He was scared by the alpha.
People who are good at swimming are frightened by the turbulent undercurrent hiding under the calm lake.
Before he knew it, a thin layer of mist rose from the bottom of Li Cheng's eyes. He stared at Xiao Yiheng in front of him, and refused to admit that he was afraid.
Xiao Yiheng felt soft and suddenly let go.
Li Cheng broke away from his arms in an instant. At the same time, the tears hanging on the boy's eyelashes finally fell.
"You..." Li Cheng forgot all the swear words he had learned, and could only use the weakest language to complain, "...Xiao Yiheng, you are a big pervert!"
Then, he kicked the swimming painting and rushed out of the art classroom without looking back.
I didn't even take the finished homework.
The easel fell to the ground, and Xiao Yiheng looked down at the portrait that was dismissed by the owner, and sighed deeply.
"...It seems that the bullying is a bit too much."