Cen Han's eyes moved from the breakfast in front of him to Ruan Mianmian's face.

He chuckled softly and said, "I see that you don't like to eat Western food, but you don't know what Chinese food suits your taste, so I prepared a few random things." ”

Is this called casual?

Ruan Mianmian looked at the dazzling array of steamed buns, fried dough sticks, glutinous rice cakes, and Cantonese morning tea in front of him...... Silence fell again.

Besides, she didn't seem to say yesterday that she doesn't like Western food, right?

How the hell did this guy see it?

What Ruan Mianmian didn't realize was that Cen Han's eyes never left her face for a moment, always paying attention to her emotional changes.

So, it's not surprising to know that she doesn't like to eat Western food.

However, Ruan Mianmian didn't say much.

She served herself a bowl of sweet soy milk, then picked up a bun and ate it slowly.

Breakfast time passed in the blink of an eye, and Ruan Mianmian didn't eat much, so the breakfast on the table looked like it hadn't moved much.

After breakfast, Ruan Mianmian prepared to leave.

Without thinking, Cen Han suddenly asked:

"By the way, do you have a favorite of the dresses you sent yesterday? If not, I'll ask them to send a few more sets today. ”

Ruan Mianmian was not interested, so he nodded randomly.

"No, any one can be fine. ”

With that, the room fell silent again.

Ruan Mianmian glanced at Cen Han and saw that his gaze was always focused on his face, but he was not ready to speak.

She got up and said, "Then I'll go back to my room and rest first." ”

Unexpectedly, Cen Han nodded.

He didn't even insist on getting up and sending Ruan Mianmian back.

Ruan Mianmian returned to the room in the attic, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, and took out the mobile phone that Ah Kuan gave her yesterday from under the pillow.

She really wanted to hear Jiang Ce's voice, but she was afraid that it would affect him, so she thought for a moment and put her phone back again.

What is going on outside now, Ruan Mianmian doesn't know anything.

Moreover, in short, where he was imprisoned, Ruan Mianmian did not know.

She originally wanted to ask Cen Han, but when she thought of Cen Han's stubborn energy, she couldn't open her mouth no matter what.

But since Cen Han said that he wouldn't hurt him, Ruan Mianmian felt that there was no need to worry too much about it at the moment.

After Ruan Mianmian left, Cen Han closed the curtains in the room again, and the whole room fell into darkness again.

He took out the candlestick and lit the candle.

In the dim candlelight, the easel was arranged.

He stood straight in front of the easel with his paintbrush in hand, closed his eyes and recalled the picture he saw in the morning.

He wanted to keep it forever.

In Cen Han's heart, she deserves to be immortalized.

In this way, Cen Han used a pair of trembling hands to slowly sketch out a lifelike line drawing on the paper.

I don't know how long it took for the line drawing to finally be completed.

Cen Han stood in front of the easel, he looked at the person in the words, and the smile on his face was unprecedentedly warm and beautiful.

It's just that the snow-white bandage on his hand slowly oozes a touch of bright red.

Cen Han lowered his head and looked at his palm, Rao was wrapped in such a thick bandage, but the blood was still stained.

He pondered for a moment with a blank face, then carefully removed the easel, as if he was afraid of being contaminated by his own blood.

After doing all this, Cen Han looked down at his palm again.

Drops of blood had oozed out of the palms.

And Ruan Mianmian is sitting in the room at the moment, and he is texting with Ah Kuan.

Ruan Mianmian didn't know why, Cen Han was exceptionally quiet today, she didn't keep staring at her, and she didn't do anything to embarrass her.

The two parted after breakfast, and Ruan Mianmian had not seen her again.

And now......

Ruan Mianmian glanced down at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

I don't know if Cen Han went out, it's past lunch time now, and he didn't show up.

Just as I was thinking of this, I suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

Ruan Mianmian quickly hid her phone under the pillow, then sat up straight and looked towards the door.

In the next second, Cen Han pushed the door out, and a pair of eyes with joy instantly met her eyes.

He seemed to be very happy.

Ruan Mianmian didn't know why.

But soon, Nguyen Mianmian noticed his right hand.

His palms were soaked with blood, and at first glance, it was quite shocking.

Ruan Mianmian stood up directly from the bed, she looked at Cen Han and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Cen Han's expression became a little strange, like a child who knew that he had made a mistake, twisting his eyebrows, embarrassed to speak.

It was a moment before he muttered.

"It was as if the wound had been cracked. ”

When he said this, he still had a slightly apologetic smile in his eyes.

Like a little pitiful.

Ruan Mianmian couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Yesterday's medicine box was still in her room, and Ruan Mianmian didn't know if she needed to go to the hospital again.

But Cen Han had already walked over, and he pointed to the medicine box that had been placed by Ruan Mianmian on the wall.

Then he whispered, "You can help me." ”

Ruan Mianmian glanced at him with a slight reproach in his eyes, and then took the medicine box by the wall to the bed without saying a word.

Cen Han sat down.

Ruan Mianmian cut the bandage on his palm with scissors, and a shocking wound came into her eyes.

Ruan Mianmian subconsciously dodged for a moment, but when he saw Cen Han's wooden face, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The wound was a little cracked, but it didn't seem like there was a need for new stitches.

Ruan Mianmian drugged him, and then wrapped a bandage, but this time Ruan Mianmian was very exaggerated, wrapping his palms like bear's paws.

"Alright, don't break it up. ”

Ruan Mianmian complained, then turned his head and began to pack up the medicine box.

Unexpectedly, Cen Han held the 'bear paw' and shook it in front of his eyes, smiling very innocently.

"Lovely. ”

He complimented.

Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but be speechless, and gave him a blank look.

Ruan Mianmian didn't ask him how he got it, anyway, this person didn't feel pain, and she didn't bother to ask so much.

After lunch, the two of them went back to their rooms without disturbing each other.

Ruan Mianmian didn't know if Cen Han was preparing for the banquet in the evening.

But she really needed to prepare.

After Ruan Mianmian returned to the room, she chose a black dress from the gift boxes sent by Cen Han, with a simple and generous style and an unremarkable design.

The main thing is that the skirt is long enough to hide her sneakers.

She wasn't going to wear any heels, and she wasn't going to go to any banquet.

For convenience, sneakers are still best.

The sun slowly sank in the west, and the sky became less bright than during the day.

When evening came, Cen Han appeared at the door of Ruan Mianmian's room on time.

This time, he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

When Ruan Mianmian heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

This person is really obedient and always takes her words to heart.