"Mr. Division?" Amu shouted.

Si Junhao's expression was calm: "What? Done? ”

It's only been a minute, how is that possible? Aimu stared at him with round eyes and kept looking at him, "Aren't you going back to rest?"

"I'm not sleepy yet, I'll stay here with you for a while."

Who wants you to pay?! Aimu pursed her lips: "Aren't you quite busy with work?"

"Oh, it's busy, waiting for the last news." Si Junhao's answer was an understatement.

Is this going to be here? Ai Mu looked at the sketch in his hand, obviously he had a lot of ideas, but his disobedient eyes always looked at Si Junhao involuntarily.

After a while, Si Junhao looked at the table below: "You still have twenty minutes!"

Ai Mu was stupid when he heard this, and looked at the wall clock, didn't he? Time disappeared before she knew it when she peeked at Si Junhao.

Oh, my God! This can't go on like this!

Ai Mu pinched himself under the table, pulled his attention back from Si Junhao, and began to work on his own design drawings.

At first, she was a little impetuous, but soon she calmed down, and her whole heart fell into the drawing.

The studio was silent, save for the sound of brushes sliding across the paper.

Si Junhao looked around boredly, and slowly, his gaze stayed on Aimu's body.

Her insecurity fell into his eyes for the ten minutes just now, and he knew that it was because she had been thinking about him, but he didn't expect that she would calm down so quickly and have no distractions.

Looking at her sometimes bowing her head, sometimes turning her head sideways, her eyebrows stretched or furrowed, as if she had completely forgotten that there was still him in the world.

Some people say that serious men are the most charming, in fact, serious women are even more charming.

Si Junhao looked at her motionlessly, and after looking at her for a long time, he suddenly felt a panic for no reason.

She seemed to have completely forgotten him, and he could even imagine that if she met someone else in the future, and found something else of interest, she would not hesitate to abandon her.

And he doesn't like to be forgotten.

In her world, there can only be him.

Si Junhao couldn't help but stand up and walked behind Ai Mu gently, originally wanting to disturb her and let her remember that he was waiting for him, but when he saw the design drawings on the table, he was surprised.

Although the pen power of those design drawings is a little immature, you can see the bright spots.

He couldn't help but take a closer look at Amu, she, or is she a gift?

And Ai Mu didn't notice that Si Junhao was already standing behind him, probably because he was in a hurry, the spark of inspiration in her brain was everywhere, and she wrote like a god.

Almost in one go, the three original design drafts that Guo Zhitong gave her were officially completed when she breathed a sigh of relief, and it would be good to hand them over to her when Guo Zhitong came over tomorrow.

After packing up the design draft, I looked up and saw that Si Junhao's figure was no longer on the sofa.

Maybe I'm impatient to wait, so I'll go back first, right? She glanced at the clock, and she had overtaken the half hour she had promised.

"Huh?" It's so late! Aimu stuck out her tongue.

Hurriedly got up, and bumped into something I don't know, Ai Mu hugged his head and screamed, and when he looked up, Si Junhao's face suddenly appeared in the air in front of him.

"You ......"

"Shh......h

Si Junhao lowered his head and kissed her knocked down forehead, then gently kissed the tip of her nose, and finally, kissed her lips.

Aimu wanted to ask him what was wrong and why he didn't go to rest, but under his skillful and hot kisses, his brain gradually went blank, and he passively endured it from the beginning, and slowly kissed him back.

Her response was evidently pleasing to him, and the kiss continued, his hand on her shoulder, and after a moment of gentle rubbing, he unbuttoned the collar and slipped his hands down the collar......

Aimu shook violently, tilted her head and muttered, as if sobbing and encouraging.

As he became more and more excessive, Amu couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed his hand, and looked at him pleadingly.

This is the studio, the lights are bright, and the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling glass wall are not closed, so if someone looks in from the outside now, they can see everything clearly, okay?

Si Junhao chuckled, stood up straight, and let her go for the time being.

Ai Mu took a smug rest and almost broke her neck, but she was relieved, and she found that Si Junhao directly picked her up from the chair and threw her on the table.

"What are you doing?" She screamed and went to look at her design draft in a panic, but Si Junhao was faster than her, and quickly threw away Aimu's most precious design draft.

"Si Junhao!" Aimu was furious, it was a drawing she had so hard to complete!

"See me?" Si Junhao suddenly stepped forward, trapped her between him and the table, and raised his eyebrows, "I thought you would never see me again!" ”

What are you kidding about saying she didn't see him? Then the person she just kissed is a ghost?

Aimu frowned and pushed him: "Don't make trouble!"

The table was used by her to draw the designs, and what kind of appearance has it become.

However, it is obvious that Si Junhao's thoughts are completely different from hers, the studio or something, the table or something, it's another kind of taste, isn't it?

Amu's face was so red that she was dripping blood, and she tried to defend her position.

"Mr. Si, don't be like this, don't ...... here," she pleaded helplessly.

She still wants to paint here, if this kind of thing happens here, how will she come in and paint in the future, I'm afraid that as soon as she picks up the pen, she will think of them like this when she sees the painting case.

Si Junhao chuckled while biting her: "As long as there is me, it will be the same everywhere."

He was well aware of her weaknesses, and quickly put her in order, forgetting the senseless resistance.

It was not until she screamed and called out to him that he asked for her, watching her become the most beautiful picture of his own case.

Amu thought she must be crazy, no! It was Si Junhao who went crazy, this night, he actually dragged her to the endless entanglement in the studio, and finally made the two of them stained with paint, and the floor, table, and sofa were even more messy.

In the end, Ai Mu closed his eyes directly, and couldn't bear to look at this tragic scene anymore, so he let Si Junhao go crazy, fly with her, and finally forget all this shameful everything.

As for when he ended up and when he carried her back to the room, she didn't remember it at all, but when she woke up, she found herself and Si Junhao in a big bathtub, and he was helping her and herself clean.

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