Although the two of them still live together, it feels completely different from before, she is not a student, and he doesn't have to go to class anymore, they are purely living together.

He went out to work every day until he came back in the evening, and she stayed at home fiddling with the computer to draw character illustrations, and recently bought a bunch of recipes to learn how to cook.

This mode of getting along is completely that of newlyweds.

Thinking of this, Lin Shuang's face flushed unconsciously, she never thought that she would secretly hide from her parents at home and live with others.

But it's a really satisfying feeling.

Someone can make her wait, and the person she waits for is her favorite person.

Lin Shuang laughed when she thought about it, and when she lowered her head and suddenly met the eyes of the person in the painting, she was startled, and then carefully looked at the image of the man she had just sketched carefully.

The more I look at it, the more I look like Shen Muhan.

The slender figure, the black and shining eyes, and even the brilliance under the eyes, the expression on the face, every place is very similar to Shen Muhan.

She suddenly realized that no wonder she felt familiar with every man she painted, and no wonder she told an editor she had just met a while ago that she seemed to be drawing the same person.

It turned out that each one was Shen Muhan.

The characters she painted were either handsome back images of him, or the eyes as deep as ancient wells resembled him, and even a frown and a shallow smile had his shadow.

The one just now looks like him the most.

"Still drawing?" Lin Shuang was out of his mind when Shen Muhan's voice suddenly sounded, smiling gently, and his breath was very close. Right in her ears.

Lin Shuang was startled, hurriedly grabbed the drawing paper, crumpled it into a ball, and held it in his hand, and when he turned around, he faced his glass-like pupils, and he couldn't see any emotions clearly, but he fell into it at a glance.

"What's wrong?" He looked at the paper she crumpled up in her hand.

Lin Shuang moved to the table a little farther away from Shen Muhan, looked down at the drawing paper and then at the computer screen, but didn't dare to look at his eyes, "The painting is not good, I am not very satisfied"

"Huh?" Shen Muhan leaned forward silently, almost touching Lin Shuang's back, her back stiffened, and something spread all the way from the place where he had touched her. I don't know if it's nervousness or what, her whole body is a little hot.

His breath was close. His face lowered slightly, almost touching the side of her face, and she could feel every breath he had.

She sat stiffly on the stool, not daring to move, and no longer caring about drawing paper, and forgetting what she was going to do.

Until Shen Muhan chuckled. He lowered his body again, pressed directly against her back, and pressed her whole body to the desk. Just for a moment. He suddenly reached out and pulled out the paper ball in her hand.

Lin Shuang was stunned.

It was too late to snatch it back, and Shen Muhan had already opened the paper ball.

Although Lin Shuang knew that he must have seen it behind her just now, maybe when he came, he didn't know if he had seen her suddenly smirk. But now that he had drawn him in person, he took it to see it, and it still made her embarrassed and wanted to get under the table.

He looked at it for a long time, without speaking or expression.

Lin Shuang glanced at him secretly and couldn't figure out what he meant, he frowned, and her heart hung a step up, was it really her painting ugly or did he not like her painting him.

"The painting is very good, there is nothing bad" Shen Muhan suddenly looked at Lin Shuang, and a smile on the corner of his mouth faded to the bottom of his eyes.

Yes?

He must have seen it.

Shen Muhan was already tall, but now that she was sitting and he was standing, the gap was even greater, even though he lowered his head Lin Shuang still had to raise his head high to see him.

He suddenly leaned over again and his tall body almost pressed her whole body loosely under him, Lin Shuang's head was stunned and before she could figure out the situation, Shen Muhan's arm crossed over from her shoulder to her eyes.

Holding the piece of paper in his hand.

This action made the two of them closer, his breathing was clearer, and even she could feel the heartbeat, Lin Shuang couldn't help but look at the drawing paper in his hand unnaturally.

"The painting is very detailed" Shen Muhan turned his head to look at Lin Shuang, and her face was reflected in his pupils.

Then he looked away and looked down at the piece of paper, the smile in his eyes never dissipated, and Lin Shuang followed his line of sight.

His eyes stayed on a certain place on the drawing paper, and there was a small shallow dot in the corner of the eye of the person in the painting, Lin Shuang was stunned, it seemed to be a little like the red mole in the corner of Shen Muhan's eye.

She couldn't remember when she had even painted such a detail.

Feeling Shen Muhan's gaze, her face burned even hotter, and she didn't dare to turn her head to look at him, but he didn't mean to leave, but got closer and closer, and Lin Shuang's head became more and more empty.

She felt his breath getting closer and closer, and she was a little panicked, so panicked that she didn't even dare to breathe, but he just turned his head sideways and kissed her on the side of the cheek.

Lin Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little disappointed.

Shen Muhan's face suddenly pressed over again, and before Lin Shuang could come back to her senses, he was firmly gagged, her hand tightly grasped the edge of the desk, and a warm big palm came over and gently grabbed her little hand into the palm of her hand.

He came over with his other hand and grabbed her hand under the belly of the table, almost pushing her whole body against the table, but she didn't feel any pain with much force.

Just tilting his head unconsciously, his burning tongue slid in effortlessly.

I don't know how long it took, when Shen Muhan let go of her, Lin Shuang only felt that her body fell on his arms as soon as she became weak, her face was hot, and her breathing was still a little unstable.

Shen Muhan suddenly lifted her up, Lin Shuang screamed in fright, he ignored her and directly carried her to the bed and put her down.

She was suddenly nervous.

He stood on the edge of the bed with his hands on the bed and leaned over, looked at her, and was silent for a while before touching her hair, "Stop drawing, I'll take a shower, you go to sleep first"

He turned and walked away.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, Lin Shuang patted his chest in fright, and after a while, he answered the phone.

"Hey, Frosty, what are you doing?" Qin Qing's voice dragged a little bit, and he seemed a little tired.

Lin Shuang glanced at the bedroom door and blushed again, "No, it's almost time to sleep, why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Qin Qing let out a long sigh, "Don't mention it, what do you sleep?" I'm annoyed by my mom, do you know how annoying she is? I just graduated, and I ask every day if I have a boyfriend."

"In the past two days, I've dragged me directly on a blind date! Are you in too much of a hurry? Qin Qing said excitedly.

Lin Shuang hummed cooperatively, "I also feel too anxious, this kind of thing doesn't come just as you want to, let it be natural and take your time."

"If you push me hard, I'll rent a boyfriend and come back!" Qin Qing still couldn't get angry.

The two of them talked about some messy things again, and I don't know when they stopped mentioning Shen Muhan in their chat.

When I was sixteen or seventeen years old, I tried to persuade myself to say goodbye to early love, and now I am still bitter, but I have become the object of urging.

They've really grown up.

It's really not what it used to be.

There's really no going back to the past. (To be continued.) )