Looking at her excited little appearance, the corners of Fang Zhihan's mouth rose slightly, "Why do you want to give it to you?" ”

Yu Gangan opened his mouth in shock, his face was speechless, and his heart was full of complaints, of course such an ugly photo should be destroyed, how could it flow out.

"Of course I'm going to give me my picture." She softened her voice and smiled at Fang Zhihan.

"Oh." The faint word was very long, and the rejection in his eyes was undisguised, and there was no meaning to give at all.

Yu Gangan said in a good voice: "As long as you give it to me, anything can be done." ”

Fang Zhihan's eyes picked slightly: "Really, it's all done?" ”

Of course it can't be done in any way, Yu Gangan felt that what he said was a frame-up, and it was full of calculations, she smiled, looking unconcerned: "Isn't it just a photo, if you want it, take it, I don't care at all." ”

Don't care? How could it not be cared!

No matter what any woman is, what she can't tolerate is that her ugly photos are taken away by people who may have bad intentions.

Yu Gangan naturally wouldn't allow it.

This is her home, he doesn't give it, she can take it herself.

As long as the photos are in her house, she will be able to find them.

Yu Gangan waited until Fang Zhihan went to sleep, and came to the door lightly, she was the owner of this bedroom, so naturally there was a key.

However, Fang Zhihan slept, but did not lock the door.

The bedroom was dark, Fang Zhihan was lying on the bed, with one arm lightly on his eyes, already asleep.

Just in case, Yu Gangan stood at the door for a while, feeling that Fang Zhihan had no signs of waking up, so he walked in lightly.

Her bedroom has a place for photos, except for a desk and a bedside table.

Most of her things were on the desk, and she flipped through them a little and didn't see the photos, so she had to put them on the bedside table.

Although it is said that this is her bedroom, why does the more she stays, the more she feels empty, as if she is a thief?

Yu Gangan glanced at Fang Zhihan on the bed, tiptoed to the bedside, and opened the bedside cabinet little by little.

Suddenly, the room lit up.

Yu Gangan was slightly stunned, his heart jumped wildly, and he raised his eyes to meet a pair of deep eyes.

Fang Zhihan woke up and reached out and pressed the bedside lamp.

He sat lazily at the head of the bed, the light fell on him, as if surrounded by a faint golden light, outlining the outline of his facial features as perfect as a sculpture, and his sharp and shrewd eyes did not have the slightest trace of relaxation, which showed that he had not slept at all.

Yu Gangan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he smiled faintly at the panic in his heart.

Fang Zhihan opened his lips and asked, "Three watches in the middle of the night, what are you doing in my room?" ”

Yu Gangan quietly retreated, away from someone, and then laughed dryly, "I have something, come and look for it?" ”

"Looking for what?"

Fang Zhihan stood up from the bed, his tall and straight body inexplicably gave people a sense of suffocating oppression.

"Find a dress, I'm going to wear it tomorrow, I don't seem to have taken it......" Yu Gan looked at the direction of the door willingly, ready to leave.

As soon as she turned around, her wrist was grabbed, and with an unrelenting force, she was scooped up and pressed against the wall of the bedside table.

Fang Zhihan circled her between his chest and the wall, and his voice sounded in a low voice: "Looking for clothes, do you need to turn over the bedside table?" ”

Yu Gangan: "......"