Late at night, Mengchen was painting at the desk, and he didn't sleep until the early morning. alarmed Li Jinming, who had just returned home from overtime in Xingdaiyue.

Walking in the door, turning on the light, I found that the lights in the studio were still on, this girl was obsessed with painting and forgot to sleep.

No, I have to put her to sleep, and her body is more important than painting. Even if she is always unwilling to warm herself up, she can't toss her body like this.

The door of the studio was concealed, Li Jinming climbed the stairs, and with a slight push, the door opened.

The light was gentle and soft, and the lights in the hall covered Ye Mengchen's body with a dreamy halo.

She lay on the painting table, standing still, like a stone sculpture, which caused Li Jinming to feel distressed for a while.

It's past two o'clock in the morning, and you still haven't slept yet, lying on your desk waiting for dawn?

But when he looked at it, he immediately understood that she was so tired of painting that she forgot to sleep and eat.

The table is full of all kinds of small paintings, and Li Jinming's head is impressively paper, with a front face, a side face, and a back, one is more beautiful than the other.

When did she secretly sketch herself, and she still painted so realistically.

No wonder sometimes when he was at home, he saw Mengchen always holding a sketchbook to draw, but he didn't expect that she was drawing herself.

What a blue-hearted girl, in an instant, Li Jinming felt more moved in his heart, and he had an urge to rush over and hug her.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, like the wings of a butterfly fluttering, leaving a beautiful trail of waves.

Her lips were slightly moisturized, dewy and shiny. It's like a fragrant flower, waiting for him to kiss it.

These beauties are nothing, and he has long been tired of seeing them.

The important thing is that he has her at this moment, she does not resist, she does not break heart, she lives in his home submissively, like a kitten that has found its own habitat.

Sometimes he was also puzzled, afraid that Mengchen would be homesick, so he specially prepared a mobile phone that allowed her to contact her family.

Whenever similar conditions were arranged to ease her homesickness, Ye Mengchen always wavered and refused: "Don't be so sentimental, my own business, I will arrange it myself." "

Her mobile phone has long been searched by Li Jinming, this villa is not a no-man's land where she can come and go freely, so far, no one has been able to enter easily.

Even if Lei Lei brings some people in, she will have to go through many levels. Without Li Jinming's presence, no one would have been able to enter.

She doesn't want Li Jinming's mobile phone because she doesn't want to be eavesdropped by someone, and she is not a doll who is at the mercy of others and has no personal freedom.

Sooner or later, she will go out.

Li Jinming picked up those beautiful picture scrolls and counted a total of 10 of them, almost drawing himself.

Except for one that isn't.

That painting is a portrait of Fu Zihao. The painting is lifelike, as beautiful as a male god, and the clear memories once again hit his Li Jinming's brain.

It was true that he was Fu Zihao in the past, but when did Ye Mengchen know about his past?

What did Ye Mengchen know?

Does she recall the past?

Li Jinming's fingers were trembling, his heartbeat was accelerating, should he be happy or sad.

"Mengchen, Mengchen. He simply didn't do anything and woke up Ye Mengchen.

She was woken up by Li Jinming, she didn't fall asleep, and the drowsiness just now only lasted for half an hour.

Because she was also thinking about him, why didn't he come back at such a late hour.

"Hmm. Ye Mengchen rubbed his closed numb eyes, his lips opened slightly, and he slurred words: "I dreamed just now, I dreamed of you." "

"Oh!" Li Jinming put down the picture scroll, his eyes were covered with tired bloodshots, it was time to sleep, would it be another sleepless night tonight.

"This picture. He pointed to Fu Zihao's portrait and expressed great surprise: "Who is that person?"

"I found it on the Internet. Isn't Fu Zihao you?" Ye Mengchen replied very simply, with an innocent smile on her face, she waited for him to admit it.

She wanted to hear the story of his past.

But Li Jinming could only tell her regretfully: "Fu Zihao, it's in the past." "

"You've never watched the news? Now it's everywhere that you're resurrected. Fans are desperate for you to make a comeback, don't you want to?"

"......" Li Jinming was speechless, "Silly girl, go to bed early, if you don't sleep well, I'll pump you." "

"I don't want to sleep. I'm waiting for you to come back to tell you the good news. You ......"

"Don't talk stupid. Li Jinming closed his eyes lightly for a while, expressing his helplessness, "The deity is not Fu Zihao, okay." "

"Then you help me to bed. Ye Mengchen was coquettish and fell on Li Jinming's body.

For the first time, he picked up the beautiful woman in all directions, smelled the faint fragrance of her body and came to the bedroom.

Ye Mengchen thought it was his bedroom. But as soon as Li Jinming turned on the light, she found that it was not, and the surrounding decorations told her nakedly that this was clearly Li Jinming's bedroom.

"Hmm. Ye Mengchen took another nap and fell on Li Jinming's body, this time she was asleep, Li Jinming's arms were too warm.

Her petite figure of 1.6 meters slept in the arms of Li Jinming, who was 1.8 meters long, greedily begging for this warmth.

Why did this girl become so supple again, she didn't let herself go further for a few days ago, and now she let herself hug and hug and make no sound.

Li Jinming felt the heat on his body, and this heat shouted to remind him that it was time, it was time to attack, and the opportunity must not be lost, and the time will not come again.

He hugged Ye Mengchen on the bed, carefully staring at the movement on her face.

He thought she was pretending to sleep, but just now she was looking around with her eyes wide open, why did she fall asleep so quickly. Even if you pretend, you can't pretend to be like that.

A few minutes had passed, and the bed was still moving, Li Jinming pondered for a long time, and finally made a bold decision to share the bed with him.

This is not the first time he has experienced a woman, but Ye Mengchen is the first time.

Whether this proper first time will become Ye Mengchen's regret in this life, Li Jinming is a little unsure.

Thinking about it, he was also paralyzed by sleepiness, and once again hugged Ye Mengchen tightly, and slept until dawn.

To Li Jinming's surprise, Ye Mengchen woke up earlier than him the next day, and when he got up early in the morning, he found that Ye Mengchen was gone.

He put on messy clothes, regretting that he didn't make substantial progress with Ye Mengchen last night, and frantically found the first floor from the second floor, and searched the entire villa, but he didn't find Ye Mengchen's figure.

Sitting on the sofa, Li Jinming smiled stupidly, it turned out that last night's game was a smokescreen, which removed all his vigilance, so that he forgot to put away the key to the villa, but put it in his pocket and didn't move.

So before dawn this morning, Ye Mengchen took out the key from his pocket, opened the door and ran away.

And she didn't run away, she also took some top-notch paper and brushes from the studio.

These are all carefully prepared by Li Jinming for Ye Mengchen.