Chapter 250: The style of painting is off
After Nanchen finished speaking, he let go of his hand and moved the chair.
She really didn't expect it, what he said was true, he was really easy to coax.
Nanchen had just moved the chair, and as soon as she turned around, she saw that he didn't know when he walked behind her, and she was very frightened.
"You're scared the hell out of me! What's wrong? How did you get here? Don't want to sit over there? Did I just hit you with a chair leg? ”
Bei Ning didn't answer her question, just looked at her quietly...... hands.
Nanchen followed his line of sight, put down his chair, raised his hand and took a look, there was nothing special!
No nails, no nail polish, and no jewelry, is there anything to look at?
Nanchen curled up his fingers, a little at a loss, and he didn't know where to put his hand for a while.
Just when Nanchen didn't know what to do, Bei Ning moved.
It's just that he put her hand on his wrist, and the hand after him didn't let go, nor did he speak, he kept the posture of his two hands, pulled her to the other side, and pressed her to the other side, and after he sat down in her position, he sat next to her, sitting upright, and not being well-behaved.
Nanchen: "......"
What is this operation?
What does that mean?
Is there anything he wants to illustrate?
For the first time, Nanchen felt that his brain was not enough, and his brain was a little down.
What does he mean?
What is this operation?
And, that hand?
Nanchen looked at her hand.
Her hand was in the middle of his two hands, her hand was on his wrist, and her wrist was his hand again.
What is this operation? How could she not understand?
Ask for answers online, urgently!
He didn't speak, Nanchen didn't know what to do, and he didn't know whether he wanted to pull his hand out for a while, so he had to sit in this position.
An Shuyi came over after making the phone call and saw the two of them.
She almost laughed, but she quickly came back to her senses and held back, without saying a word, and turned on the camera function directly before she put it in her bag after the phone call, and recorded this scene.
After the shooting was confirmed, she swaggered over, looking like she wanted to laugh or not: "What are you doing?" Happer games? ”
Saying that, she reached out and quickly slapped Bei Ning's hand on the surface, her voice was crisp and loud, and her strength was not light.
Nanchen frowned slightly, looking at the piece on the back of his hand that instantly turned red.
Nanchen was a little worried in his heart, according to his previous temperament, he would fight back!
But no, he seemed to be slow to react for two seconds, and he didn't look at An Shuyi, just quietly looked at the back of his somewhat reddened hand, reached out and changed Nanchen's hand to a different order, and put it on the back of his reddened hand.
Then, he looked up at Nan Chen, a little pitiful and aggrieved: "It hurts." ”
Nanchen instantly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
This feeling is very slight, but it seems to be full of stamina, and it exploded directly in the bottom of her heart, even her nose was a little pantothenic, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
It's weird!
She subconsciously didn't think much about it, and rubbed it clockwise on the back of his hand: "Does it hurt?" ”
An Shuyi: "......"
How did she feel that the style of painting was drifting in an inappropriate direction?
To put it mildly, how does she feel a bit like caring for mentally handicapped children?
On the surface, he looks 22 years old, but in fact, he is only three years old.
An Shuyi hurriedly shook his head and shook off this terrible thought.
It's horrible!
But what's the matter with her wanting to laugh?
Bei Ning didn't look at his hand again, but just looked at Nan Chen fixedly: "It hurts." ”
An Shuyi: "......"
It's over, it's more like that!
She couldn't control her brain.