Chapter 1661

Shi Sheng was taken by surprise and was a little inexplicable, but she took the initiative to send it to the door. Of course, she wouldn't push it out.

After holding it, he remembered that he was a little abrupt, but now he was like this. He didn't know whether to loosen it or continue.

Until uncle Rong came and knocked on the door, he found a chance to let her go and quickly stepped out of the room.

At dinner, uncle Rong found that his young master didn't find fault today. He buried his head like someone urged him. He finished the meal quickly, "come and draw later."

He dropped this sentence and went straight into the room.

Uncle Rong: "?" What are you doing, young master?

Shi Sheng smiled. Uncle Rong looked at the door and Shi Sheng. He didn't say a word and buried himself in dinner.

After dinner, Shi Sheng went to take his computer over. Wen was coding, so Shi Sheng sat next to him and did his own - playing games.

Wen Gu finished the code and looked up to see that she killed a boss.

"I asked you to draw." Wengu looked up at her, not for you to play games.

"Work and rest." Shi Sheng manipulates the characters and keeps running the map.

"You haven't drawn it yet."

"I drew it. You're not satisfied." Shi Sheng stopped, "I think I draw very well. I have to say no. what can I do?"

Therefore, when she thought of the things she painted, the corners of her mouth couldn't help pumping, "my work is not eighteen prohibitions. How can you take out the things you painted?"

"Be reasonable, what did I draw? Isn't it just that my clothes are exposed? This is the 18th ban. Haven't you seen the 18th ban I drew?"

Shi Sheng stood up from the ground, bent over and circled Wen's past between the bed and her chest, with a malicious smile on his face, "I can also teach you what the eighteen prohibitions are."

"Go down."

Shi Sheng glanced, "great God, kiss me. How about I draw for you?"

"It's not in the contract."

"Now there is."

He choked, but he never said to her, "it's not long before the deadline set by the contract."

"Money is a big deal. I don't care about losing money." Shi Sheng stood up.

Wen Gu: "

Her breath was very close to her, brushed her cheek like a feather, and stirred his heart lake with a strange fragrance. At the beginning, he lowered his voice and said, "after you draw, I'll kiss again."

Shi Sheng tilted his head, "agreed."

"Well..."

Shi Sheng kissed him on the face, "charge interest first."

The soft touch on his face was like a prairie fire, and his whole face began to burn.

The room suddenly became hot and dry, and the air conditioner couldn't hold the heat.

Wen was a little short of breath. He pushed Shi Sheng, "go down..."

Shi Sheng's eyebrows jumped, "be gentle and calm down."

He smiled bitterly. "If you don't go down, how can I calm down?"

Shi Sheng felt a change somewhere, and his expression changed slightly. He wanted to continue. He was afraid of making his mood fluctuate too much, so he had to get out of bed and sit back on the ground.

Wen therefore retracted under the quilt, with a slight heavy nasal voice, "I'll sleep for a while."

Shi Sheng poked him with his finger. "Just sleep like this? It will suffocate. Do you want me to help you?"

The old voice came out from under the quilt, "No."

There seemed to be a woman laughing behind, which was inexplicably reassuring.

He took a deep breath, tried to hold down the rising mood, and gradually calmed down. He didn't sleep and could hear the movement behind him.

So I don't remember when I went to bed. It was night when he woke up.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Shi Sheng playing the game again and heard him turn his head. The latter quickly turned off the game and smiled at him.

So suddenly, there was a feeling that the teacher caught the school not listening well and making small movements. He sat up and woke up. His voice was a little hoarse, but it was still good to listen, "is it finished?"

Shi Sheng opened it to him, "here."

At last, the painting style is a little normal. At least it doesn't look like the content of the 18th ban.

"Is it OK to kiss?" Shi Sheng lay on his lap and looked at him eagerly.

"You haven't finished yet." So she brushed her hand away, her eyebrows and eyes were cold.

This is just the beginning. I didn't say a word. I just want a reward. I think it's beautiful.

Wen was startled by his idea. Why did he say that the previous conditions were remuneration?

"Great God, overdraft in advance. You can't draw without power." Painting is really killing her. She can sit here for so long to draw. It's in his face.

Wen therefore got out of bed, took out his wallet from the drawer of the table, took out some tickets and put them in front of Shi Sheng.

Overdraft in advance.

Shi Sheng: "

Shi Sheng suddenly reached out and pressed his hand before he could take it back.

Shi Sheng was sitting. Wen stood. Wen took his hand, so he could only look up at him. Wen lowered his eyebrows and eyes, reflecting her figure in her pupils.

"Wengu..." Shi Sheng put his other hand on his waist and pulled him in his own direction. His tone was firm, "I want to live with you."

Warm and misty, what does this have to do with?

Didn't they just say whether to kiss or not? Why did you jump to cohabitation all at once?

So he felt that there was something wrong with this development, but he didn't dislike it. Even when she entered her own territory, he didn't want to drive her out.

She is herself... Who is she!

"What is the relationship between us...?" So he bowed his head and asked.

Shi Sheng took his hand and kissed on his lip, "cooperative relationship?"

Wengu threw her away, walked to the door a few steps, opened it and said, "get out."

God's partnership.

Can the partnership be close enough to kiss his fingertips?

Shi Sheng got up, closed the door back, put his hand around his neck, pressed him on the wall behind the door and whispered in his ear, "don't be angry, I'm your girlfriend and future daughter-in-law."

The warm lips fell on the neck and ears, and every place was stained with her breath and her temperature.

Wengu slowly stretched out his hand to hold her and buried his head in her hair. "I'm sick. Pay attention when talking."

Shi Sheng: "..." you are sick, you have a reason!

Well, you have a point.

You are the reason all over the world.

Wengu's heart beat a little fast, and his joy hit him. He tightened his arm and didn't want Shi Sheng to feel his abnormality.

"You don't want to live with me. Go back and collect your things." So Wen let go of her and turned his back to her.

"Don't worry..."

"There's only one chance." Wen said, "I won't agree next time."

Shi Sheng: "

Shi Sheng left the room, so he swayed and barely stood still with the table next to him. He pressed the button under the table.

Uncle Rong quickly came in from the outside, "young master?"

Wengu had an abnormal headache and blurred his sight. He could only vaguely see Uncle Rong's anxious face, but the next second, that face became the person who had left.