There was a gilded dressing table, a round embroidered stool, a carved yellow pear wood bed, a scarlet wool carpet, and a celadon vase as tall as a person in the corner.
Pink gauze curtains covered the windows, which added a bit of warmth and ambiguity to the room.
Qiniang's boudoir was not very big, and there were not many furnishings, but they were all exquisite. It looked exquisite and simple, which made people feel very comfortable.
"The room is well decorated." Gao Zhengyang looked around and expressed his appreciation for Qiniang's taste.
"There is a better one. Please have a look, Gao."
Qiniang, who had her back to Gao Zhengyang, slowly took off her skirt to her buttocks, revealing her snow-white and delicate back and buttocks.
Qiniang grasped the scale very well. Her upper body was exposed, but only her back was left to Gao Zhengyang. Her plump buttocks were half covered, which was very attractive.
Gao Zhengyang was not surprised by this, and he did not avoid it. He generously admired Qiniang's beautiful body.
Qiniang's neck lines were very elegant. Her shoulders were narrow, and her shoulder blades were slightly open like butterfly wings. Her spine twisted with a subtle curve, and her buttocks under her slender waist were round. The line looked even rounder than her shoulders. Under the skirt, a small part of her evenly proportioned and tender calf was also exposed.
The woman's beautiful curve was fully displayed through this back view.
This posture must have been trained many times, but that kind of elegance and charm was Qiniang's own charm.
Qiniang did not hear any movement behind her. When she was about to turn around, she heard Gao Zhengyang say, "Don't move."
Gao Zhengyang's voice was quite soft, revealing a trace of unconcealable surprise.
Qiniang had long noticed that Gao Zhengyang's eyes often wandered between her chest and buttocks. That was definitely the look of a man appreciating a woman.
Now that she had taken off her clothes, Gao Zhengyang's reaction was a little strange. Qiniang felt a little guilty.
She had seen too many perverts in the brothel, and a normal relationship between a man and a woman could no longer satisfy these people. It seemed that Gao Zhengyang was also such a person!
But it was too late to regret now that they had come to this point. Qiniang could only bite the bullet and continue.
"Isn't everyone in your Yan Clan named Yan Yi?" Gao Zhengyang asked from behind.
Qiniang didn't know what Gao Zhengyang was thinking. He actually asked such a question at this time. However, he had no choice but to answer, "In order to integrate the Yan Clan into the Jiang Country, most of the Yan Clan had kept the wings of the Yan Clan in their bones when they were young. People like us will never be able to grow wings and fly … "
Speaking of this, Qiniang's tone was also a little sad. Her clansmen were born with the ability to fly, but she only tasted the feeling of flying after entering the Heaven Rank.
More importantly, without wings, there was a natural barrier between them and other members of the same race. But they were not humans. This made it difficult for them to find a sense of belonging and a sense of security.
"Is that so …"
Gao Zhengyang nodded. Any race that wanted to gain a foothold in the world had to pay a price. It was not strange for the Yan Clan to do this in order to blend in with the human race.
"Don't move. Wait a little longer." Gao Zhengyang noticed that Qiniang was about to move, so he reminded her again.
It was late autumn, and there was no heater in the room, so it was a little cold. With Qiniang's cultivation, she was not afraid of the cold. But it felt really awkward to stand like this. She would rather Gao Zhengyang came over and pounced on her now.
"Relax. When people are nervous, their muscles will deform, and it won't look good."
Gao Zhengyang reminded her again.
Qiniang had no choice but to follow Gao Zhengyang's instructions. Although she was nervous, her strong cultivation allowed her to control her emotions, and her body was in an extremely relaxed state.
"No, it's too relaxed. I need a little emotion, a little tension, a little expectation, a little joy, a little passion …"
Listening to Gao Zhengyang's request, Qiniang was about to collapse. She muttered in her heart, "Sir, what are you playing at! I can do any position, but this is a little too difficult … "
Qiniang didn't dare to say anything more in the end. She could only try her best to do as Gao Zhengyang asked. But it was easy to adjust the body, but it was too difficult to adjust the subtle emotions. Qiniang kept trying to figure it out, but she still couldn't find the feeling that Gao Zhengyang wanted.
"Alas, you can't do this. As the saying goes, life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills. "Gao Zhengyang lectured her from behind," In your line of work, acting skills are even more important. "
Qiniang didn't quite understand what acting skills were, but she could roughly understand what he meant. She said helplessly, "Gao, I really can't do it …"
"It's easy. It's just like the moment you entered the room and took off your clothes …"
Qiniang really wanted to cry. At that time, she only wanted to seduce Gao Zhengyang. How could there be any complex emotions? A little joy, a little nervousness, and a little passion? This man was playing with her.
After tossing and turning for a while, Gao Zhengyang said, "Okay, you can put on your clothes."
Qiniang felt as if she had been pardoned. She hurriedly pulled up her clothes, tied them back, and tidied them up. Then she slowly turned around.
Although she didn't go to bed just now, the tossing and turning made Qiniang more embarrassed than going to bed. She was a little embarrassed to face Gao Zhengyang. She bowed her head slightly and waited for him to speak.
"How is it? Not bad, right?" Gao Zhengyang said and stuffed a square thing into Qiniang's hand.
Qiniang took a closer look and found that it was a strange khaki crystal. It was about a square foot, and it was not much thicker than a piece of paper.
There was a half on this crystal. Naked. A woman's back. The woman's clothes were taken off to her waist and buttocks, and her snow-white body showed a charming and elegant curve. In front of the woman, there was a dressing mirror that was half exposed. Through the mirror, half of the woman's face and shoulders could be seen.
As soon as Qiniang looked down, she was completely captivated. The woman in the crystal was clearly her. But she never thought that her body would have an indescribable beauty from another angle.
She didn't know how Gao Zhengyang painted on the crystal, but all the details were so clear. It could be said that it was extremely realistic. It was as if she was standing in the crystal.
What shocked her even more was that this strange painting seemed to have a soul. The woman in the painting was like a living person. She could actually read the woman's emotions.
As Gao Zhengyang said, the woman's eyes were slightly lowered, and she seemed a little nervous, but there was a charming smile at the corner of her mouth, showing joy and emotion.
Although this woman was half. Naked. Naked, it would not make people feel. Lewd. Despicable. What was really moving was the emotional transmission, the transmission of the woman's beauty.
After looking at it for a long time, Qiniang suddenly woke up and asked in surprise, "Did you paint this?"
Gao Zhengyang smiled and said, "Of course."
He was also very happy to finish this painting. This was to use primordial qi to engrave the image on the best grade primordial stone, and change the color through different primordial qi. Through the change of the primordial stone level, the image was outlined.
This involved a deep understanding of primordial qi, and a detailed control of primordial qi.
For a long time, Gao Zhengyang was weak in the control and absorption of primordial qi. After absorbing the primordial qi essence of the demonic dragon, his primordial qi broke through to the eighth rank.
But this kind of power was not cultivated by himself, so he lacked control. The integration of the inside and the outside was a step away, and he could not truly integrate the inside and the outside. That was why he was seriously injured by the Tianluo stone.
After being injured, Gao Zhengyang realized his own problem, and he felt that this serious injury was a precious opportunity.
In a good state, because of the limitations of the human body, it was difficult to see these problems.
The injury on his Martial Soul made it more difficult for him to control his primordial qi. But this kind of loss of control could make the shortcomings of his martial arts to the greatest extent.
This painting was also inspired by the beauty of Qiniang. This was like practicing boxing to a certain point, and suddenly seeing the sun rise in the east, and suddenly understanding the theory of boxing.
Gao Zhengyang liked beautiful things and appreciated beautiful things.
Heaven and earth, all things, people, martial arts, poetry, zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, all of them contained one thing in common: beauty.
If a thing was not beautiful, it was not good. If a set of martial arts was not beautiful, it was wrong. If a person was not beautiful, she was not worthy of appreciation.
Gao Zhengyang had his own unique aesthetic standards, and the beauty that Qiniang exuded from the inside and the outside stimulated him.
So he cut a piece of the supreme-grade primordial stone and used it as a drawing paper. With the fist intent as the brush, and the primordial qi as the color, he painted such a painting.
When the last stroke was done, Gao Zhengyang's understanding and use of primordial qi had also reached a higher level. It also meant that his understanding of martial arts was a level higher.
The joy and satisfaction of this huge gain was difficult to express in words. But they were all concentrated on that portrait.
Gao Zhengyang's Epiphany also bestowed this painting with a magical power.
Qiniang held the portrait, and she was almost obsessed. She really liked this painting, and it was a love that was completely revealed from the bottom of her heart. She was willing to exchange all her savings for this painting.
But she also understood that this painting must contain Gao Zhengyang's wisdom, strength, and painstaking effort. How could he give it to her?
Qiniang resisted her reluctance and handed the portrait to Gao Zhengyang. "Thank you, Gao. I only know that I can be so beautiful after seeing this painting."
Gao Zhengyang smiled, "This painting is for you."
Qiniang was a little incredulous, and her bright eyes burst out in surprise. She finally held back her excitement and did not say anything nonsense, but just hugged the portrait tightly.
"Without you, how could I see such beauty? So, I should be the one thanking you. "
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