Cheng Yao bit his lip, didn't listen to him, pulled out his hand, continued to pick up, and gathered all these scraps of paper together.

"Obedient, don't pick it up." Although the words are gentle, the meaning of the words is undeniable.

Cheng Yao still didn't listen to him, and insisted on picking it up, Cheng Haoxuan firmly clasped her hand in his palm, turned her face, and was a little anxious, "Yaoyao!" ”

But when she saw her red eyes and the teardrop that was about to fall, she sighed, "Don't cry, the painting is gone, I can paint again!" With that, Cheng Haoxuan sat down cross-legged and let her sit in his arms.

"But that's what you painted for me, and I have the right to ownership, portrait and property." She burst into tears.

Ownership?

This sentence touched Cheng Haoxuan's heart, he smiled softly, grabbed the pile of confetti casually, and threw it into the air.

For a while, the air fluttered, like a heart-warming light snow.

Under the snow, he suddenly approached, grabbed her lips, and no longer gave her any chance to escape, nor did he give others any chance to disturb or interrupt them!

In the line of sight, what can be seen is the confetti snow flying here and there, as well as his magnified face, and that pair of quiet obsessive eyebrows......

For some reason, Cheng Yao's eyes were foggy.

The corners of her eyebrows were raised, with a hint of joy and joy that seemed to be lost and regained, and she slowly closed her eyes, indulging in the sweetness and tenderness he gave her.

If it's just a simple and shallow kiss, it can't quench people's thirst, Cheng Haoxuan thought so, his tongue deftly pried open her lips and teeth, and entered strongly, asking her to feel, accepting, and ...... More than more.

He wanted her - all.

Cheng Yao felt his warm breath burst in with a strong meaning, as if he had broken into his own world at the beginning, and then stationed here without leaving.

She unconsciously raised her head, bearing Cheng Haoxuan's domineering, but gentle kiss, which would make her forget where she was, not knowing what night it was, only knowing that she was relying on him and feeling his kiss.

The afternoon sun swayed in lazily, shining warmly and warming into the heart.

The figures of the two people overlapped and entangled, like twin flowers that had grown together.

After kissing Fang Bi, staring at her still shy and dumb appearance, he pecked her lips again lovingly, and whispered: "My whole person is yours, Yaoyao, compared with those paintings, which one is important?" ”

Cheng Yao blinked, seemed to come back to his senses, heard his words, his face was hot again, and he lowered his head shyly, like an ostrich that wanted to retract into the ground.

Cheng Haoxuan chuckled and bowed his head, "Which is important, huh?" ”

"......" she replied, biting her lip and being ashamed.

"Let's talk about which one is important."

Cheng Yao, who was more and more embarrassed by the questioning, became angry and angry, grabbed a handful of confetti on the ground and threw it at him, "You! You're more important, okay! ”

Cheng Haoxuan grabbed her hand with a sullen smile and kissed her lips again, as if he was reluctant, "Well, I know." ”

"I like you, Haruka." Holding her tightly in his arms, "My whole person, all yours!" ”

He said this suddenly, but Cheng Yao understood, and put his hands on his neck and pressed against his chest, "Hmm." ”

Me too, I like you so much, I like you so much.