Painting

Yan Chouyan gazed down at the sleeping boy in the car. Even though he didn't really care about people's looks, he found Ziyou Heping beautiful. Would he mind if I paint him? Yan Chouyan never found interest in painting humans before, but for once he did.

"Now, be careful you don't accidentally steal my friends family cabbage. After all, your face resembles mine." Yan Chuse joked. Yan Chuse already knows his son doesn't have an interest in most people, especially romantic interest. Though if his son really liked Ziyou Heping he would support it. Although this was unlikely.

Yan Chouyan gazed at his father like he was an idiot. Yan Chouyan just felt like painting Ziyou Heping, he didn't have such an interest towards him. Or really anyone. Yan Chouyan gazed back down at Ziyou Heping. He saw Ziyou Heping's eyelashes flutter. Yan Chouyan felt an itch in his heart, he wanted to paint this beautiful person.

Yan Chouyan watched as the boy opened his eyes. His seductive amber eyes slowly opening. When Ziyou Heping realized someone was in front of him, his eyes opened wide, making his eyes round and cute. Yan Chouyan felt another itch in his heart.

Yan Chouyan heard a startled but cute voice stutter out. "E-excuse me?" Yan Chouyan gazed down for a moment before backing away saying a simple, "Um." Then his fathers voice rang out. "Yan Chouyan! Don't scare the poor boy with your gloomy face. He should be greeted with the face of a handsome man such as I!" Yan Chouyan looked at his father with eyes that said he was an idiot clown.

After that his father stormed out. Yan Chouyan sighed and grabbed the luggage. He heard Ziyou Heping sigh multiple times, is something wrong? He questioned to himself. Seeing that Ziyou Heping was just thinking to himself, Yan Chouyan decided not to ask. Then he walked towards the villas front door.

After Ziyou Heping came in he closed the front door. Yan Chouyan gazed down at Ziyou Heping, the warm light making him appear softer, with a seductive feel. Maybe he should paint him with this type of lighting? His amber eyes felt just right with this type of lighting and it made his already soft hair look softer. It made his skin appear warmer but still pale. It also helped bring out his lips.

Yan Chouyan saw Ziyou Heping stare at him in a daze. "Ziyou Heping?" I called. I wonder what he's thinking about? After seeing that he's snapped out of it I show him to the dining room and where his bedroom is.

After showing him his room, Ziyou Heping seemed to notice the bird plushy my father left for him. He stared at me with curiosity. Yan Chouyan simply responded. "My dad thought you would like it." Then Yan Chouyan walked away.

Yan Chouyan heard rushed footsteps and decided to look behind him. Yan Chouyan raised his eyebrow for a brief moment, seeing the anxiety in Ziyou Heping's eyes he simply says. "After you're done with your luggage, head to the dinning room where I showed you. After that dad will show you around the villa." Then Yan Chouyan continued to walk away.

After I arrived at my own room, I felt like painting. I took out a canvas and stand for it. Taking out my paint brushes and paints, I decided to use watercolor paints. First I took out a pencil and began to sketch Ziyou Heping. The sketch showed Ziyou Heping sitting on a bed, draped with different types of warm colored loose cloth with exquisite designs. He was gazing away from the painter, like he was gazing into a window or the like.

Yan Chouyan wanted to start painting however he had to make dinner so he had no choice but to leave it as a rough sketch. Sighing, he began to walk towards the kitchen, rolling up his sleeves, adding to his wild and seductive charm. Feeling it wasn't enough, he even unbuttoned the top two buttons. Looking at his father almost destroying the kitchen, he sighed and walked over to help. Putting on a black apron, again adding points to his charm. His father gazed at Yan Chouyan for a moment with worry. "Ah yes, you truly are very handsome and sexy, we get it. But please, don't try to seduce Ziyou Heping if you don't want to. You know I was even more handsome than you when I was younger…" Then his father started blabbering on and on about his handsomeness that could even make the country fall.

Yan Chouyan ignored him and continued to do so until he was done cooking. Selective hearing is a must when you are talking to my dad. Yan Chouyan shook his head and sighed, why did he have such a boastful dad?