Chapter 292

He still closed his thin lips and didn't speak.

So Qin Sitong simply held Jun Jisheng's face and kissed his forehead, eyebrows, corners of his eyes and bridge of his nose... "Well, don't be angry. Your angry expression will make people afraid." later, she felt like the person who was eating tofu butter. But then again, he is a 30-year-old man. His skin is still so good and has no pores. How many skin are good for men of this age?

But his skin is good enough to make her a woman jealous! I wonder if their baby will have such enviable skin if they will get married and have children in the future

Er, wait, it seems to be a little further. It seems that what she thinks now should not be this.

Qin Sitong was quite speechless to herself at the moment. How could she think of going there.

"Are you afraid too?" his voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

"Huh? What?" she didn't react.

"Are you afraid when I'm angry?" his eyes stared at her.

Under his gaze, she only felt a dry mouth, as if the whole person was firmly fixed by his eyes, "no... because I know that you are angry because you are worried about me."

He sighed helplessly, took her into his arms and murmured, "next time, don't let me worry like this." the feeling of panic was so uncomfortable.

I don't know when, her influence on him is becoming more and more obvious. But he did not reject such influence.

"I know," she said, worried by someone she loved. In fact... It feels very sweet.

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At night, a car carrying Yao Yiyuan came to Hanyuan.

"Miss Yao, the young master is in the studio now. Please follow me." the servant said respectfully.

"HMM." Yao Yiyuan was very satisfied with the servant's respectful attitude. "Don't follow. I'll just go to the studio to find zixie myself." she dismissed the servant and walked straight to the studio.

Until now, the expression on her face showed a trace of uneasiness and uneasiness.

Why did zixie take Qin Sitong away? Is there really nothing between him and Qin Sitong? What did they say in the car? There are many guesses in her heart, which is why she chose to come to Hanyuan.

At the door of the studio, Yao Yiyuan gently pushed open the door of the studio and saw Han zixie sitting on a chair with a charcoal pen in his hand and drawing a sketch.

But the sketch is still the scenery of Dagu village. In the sketch, a teenager and a little girl sit in front of a shabby house. The little girl lowers her head and her hands seem to be weaving rope, while the teenager looks at the little girl with a smile.

That was... He and Qin Sitong once!

Yao Yiyuan's heart suddenly shrank, and he was painting his experience with Qin Sitong. It seemed to him that only that time was the most precious, and her company for so many years seemed irrelevant.

"Remember that time?" Han zixie's voice suddenly sounded.

Yao Yiyuan was shocked, smiled on her face and walked forward, "of course I remember. At that time, I always ran to your house to find you. Sometimes you can't stand being entangled by me, so you accompany me."