Dashan Qianzhong seems to have always been at ease.

In Suzuki Sonoko's memory, she had never seen Oyama Chize panicked.

She even didn't see Dashan Qianzhong sweating.

Regardless of the hot midsummer or the training of the devil's physical education teacher, the person in front of me has never failed.

Even when these conditions are added together.

In order to break his attitude, Suzuki Sonoko once took advantage of the scorching heat to secretly break the gym's air conditioner. At that time, Oyama Chige even wore generous training clothes and did high-intensity exercises.

Even that day, Suzuki Sonoko didn't see a drop of sweat on Dashan Qianzhong's brow.

Many people think that the most attractive thing about Dashan Qianzhong is his gentleness.

But Suzuki Sonoko knows that Oyama Chige is not gentle. In other words, his gentleness has standards and is only for certain people.

What attracts her to a man is his calmness, his powerful force, and the sense of security that comes with it.

Whenever they and Kudo Shinichi encountered a murder case, Chie would always stand in front of them, leaving them with a strong back to isolate danger and fear.

When a murderer becomes angry because he is exposed, Oyama Chige will knock him down as soon as possible to stop the criminal's atrocities.

Even when an accident occurs, the mountain can predict it and detect it immediately.

Hug them when they fall, stop them when objects fall from the sky, and kick them away when they are about to be hit by a vehicle.

A thousand mountains are like a high wall, a mountain, which gives the people behind the wall peace of mind. As long as you are with him, you don't need to worry about any danger.

However, Suzuki Sonoko has also recently seen how he has broken the power of such a big mountain.

When she refused contact with the other party and kept a distance from him, Yuanzi could see a little more uneasiness in his eyes.

After she changed her clothes and returned to the studio, Qian Zhong's expression was more serious than ever before.

And now, Suzuki Sonoko saw Chizo sweating.

Sonoko saw Qian Zhong moving around with his pen on the drawing board, sweat dripping from his forehead and temples, adding fragrance to this empty room that had never been used before.

It’s hard to imagine that such a strong man would be sweating profusely while painting a painting.

What does that painting look like? What does I look like in the painting? What does I look like in Chie’s eyes?

What does it look like on the way to completion? What is the difference between it and after completion?

Suzuki Sonoko regretted not arranging a camera to record the painting process.

Sonoko is very curious, but she is now a model and cannot move until she gets Qianzhong's permission.

She stood on tiptoe, feeling that her toes were aching from the weight of her body, and her outstretched forearms were sore from hanging for a long time.

In fact, Suzuki Sonoko sweats more than a thousand pounds of mountains.

Even she admires herself. As a spoiled young lady, she can endure such hardship.

Time passed by minute by minute, and this painting was completed much slower than the previous one.

The dim light of the early morning has turned into the scorching sun, and the golden light shines in from the window, falling just on the garden standing in the middle of the studio.

Although the visual effect brought beauty, Sonoko only felt uncomfortable. She was sweating more and more, and the dress was absorbed to her skin.

The material of this dress is very good and very breathable, so it will not cause a strong sense of friction. But with the violent breathing, the delicate touch is also uncomfortable.

What's more, the person she likes is watching her intently.

Suzuki Sonoko knew that Chie's skin was so delicate that even women would be jealous, just like the silk she was wearing.

Sonoko can see the fire in Qianzhong's eyes. Even if he knows that he doesn't mean it, even if he knows that the other person is just engaged in painting.

Yuanzi can’t help but be distracted.

Oyama Chige's appearance is top-notch. Men are not the only ones who are obsessed with beauty, women are the same, not to mention Suzuki Sonoko.

At that moment, an idea that shouldn’t have occurred was born.

Yuanzi felt uneasy and uncomfortable standing, as if what she had on her body was not clothes but a hand.

Her body gradually started reacting in some inappropriate ways.

The mixed smells of men and women ferment in this studio.

Dashan Qianzhong is not affected at all. He has smelled smells dozens of times stronger than this, and he has even been in such an environment for a long time.

He didn't even notice the change in the indoor atmosphere, because he was really immersed in the painting.

These paints, these powerful paints, were devouring his physical strength and his spirit with every stroke.

The distracting thoughts when I started writing disappeared and merged into the painting when I finished writing.

Therefore, even if you look at Sonoko's dress getting wet, you can see her skin color gradually reflected under her light skirt.

That wide dress now clings to the skin like a tights and outlines the figure...

All of this did not distract Dashan Qianzhong, or in other words, all the distracting thoughts that were generated were swallowed up by the paint the next moment.

His body reacted, but not because of Suzuki Sonoko, but because of the extremely high energy and spirit.

Yuanzi felt that there was an electric current in her childhood sweetheart's sight. Whenever his eyes crossed her, she felt an electric current surging with it.

Yuanzi stood with great support, and her body had a mysterious feeling that she had never felt before.

The smell in the air made her brain dizzy, and her body felt crispy and weak.

Yuanzi felt very sad, but surprisingly, she enjoyed this unprecedented feeling.

Time has never been so difficult.

Finally, the painting was completed. Dashan Qianzhong put down the brush before he could say "That's it."

Hearing a bang, Yuanzi suddenly sat down on the ground.

The "click" sound of the brush coming down was like an instruction. The moment Yuanzi heard it, he relaxed his strength.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Qian Zhong stood up. He was sweating profusely but felt refreshed.

But the garden is different.

Qian Zhong saw Sonoko sitting on the ground hugging her knees, her head buried between her knees, and her ears were already red to the base of her ears.

"y."

Qianzhong suddenly saw a pool of liquid spreading under Sonoko.

He sniffed his nose subconsciously.

"Don't smell!!!"

Yuanzi shouted too late.

Qian Zhong could smell that in addition to the pervasive hormones, there were two other smells in the room.

One is a substance used by the human body to eliminate toxins, and it must be excreted regularly every day.

One kind is the product of the human spirit being unable to control itself when it is extremely excited.

"Don't look at me."

Sonoko hugged her knees tighter and buried her head deeper.

Qian Zhong turned around and heard Sonoko being helped up by the maid. He could tell through the sound of Sonoko's frivolous footsteps that she was now weak and weak.
Chapter completed!