Cheng Yao opened the first one, and the picture of her going to the hospital to accompany him that night was the picture, and the two people in the painting held hands tightly, looking at each other, as if they were looking at each other for ten thousand years.

Remembering what happened that day, remembering what he had said in her ear, her heart trembled slightly, and she turned to the next page, which depicted her sitting in front of the piano and playing during the school celebration performance, but not in the background of the stage, but under the whole starry sky, the melodic notes played by the piano were a streamer, flying towards the starry sky, and the stars seemed to be twinkling, accompanying her.

Next to it is Cheng Haoxuan who wrote in English: My, Princess.

His breath was behind his ears, and Cheng Yao only felt that the roots of his ears were red, and he quickly turned to the next page as if he was covering his ears and stealing a bell, but Rao was like this, and he couldn't stop the blush from crawling all over her cheeks.

Every time I see a painting, the painting is myself, and the lower right corner of each painting will have Cheng Haoxuan's signature, and he does not write his name, but another three words: Cheng Xiansen.

"Isn't it pretty?" Seeing that she hurriedly put away the painting folder, took it over, and reopened it, "Yaoyao, I painted all of these for you, don't you like it?" ”

said, saw her eyes fall on the three words "Cheng Xiansen", and smiled, this is still the name that Cheng Yao gave him jokingly once, at that time, Cheng Haoxuan smiled and said that she was his surname, Mrs. Cheng. Cheng Yao obviously understood what Cheng Haoxuan had thought, and a sweet ripple appeared in his heart.

However, Cheng Yao somehow thought of Bai Xinning, and the sweetness was dyed with sourness. Although he said they had broken up, ...... Some things are still there, and it's uncomfortable.

She stood up.

Cheng Haoxuan frowned and stood up, but looking at her face, there was a trace of worry and sadness hidden in the corners of his eyes, and he quickly understood.

"Yaoyao, I've already separated from her." Cheng Haoxuan pulled her to sit down in his arms again, "I told you, have you forgotten?" ”

"I ......" but Cheng Yao is still a little uneasy, maybe girls who fall in love will have such a common problem, they will always think too much, they will always worry too much, she doesn't want others to think that she snatched Cheng Haoxuan back from Bai Xinning.

If Cheng Haoxuan knew her thoughts, I am afraid that he would have to say a little fool with pity.

"I don't like her, I don't always have." Cheng Haoxuan held her face with one hand, and his voice gradually lowered, "Because since I was touched on the wrong thigh, I have been trapped by a little conscienceless person, and I am stuck to death." ”

In the end, the lips of the two were no more than a centimeter apart, and they were almost about to be pasted, Cheng Yao was shy to hide, but he held him down.

With an incomparably serious and pious light in his eyes, he asked in a low voice, "Is it okay?" ”

The heart is beating fast and flying out of the chest, joyful, sour, and expectant...... It all turned into a faint joy at a loss.

He tilted his head slightly, slowly approaching, thoughtfully giving her time to accept, and at the same time asking her to accept it with a gentle domineering that could not be refused, and asking her to feel his burning heart.

She was a little nervous, but she didn't dodge, her lips were trembling unconsciously, and there was no more than a hair's distance between them!

Cheng Haoxuan felt Cheng Yao's gently trembling lips, and passed over, on his lips, crispy and numb.

She slowly closed her eyes.

At this moment, the door of the studio was suddenly forcibly opened from the outside-