"Is Mr. Jiang's hand already able to stretch so long? It seems that this Biennale is nothing more than that."

"Not really." Jiang Zhengnan said, "I can help you not to participate in the cumbersome campaign, just send it out for screening, as for whether you will be selected depends on the Shuidu side, I can't interfere, so it's not unfair."

Song Wan snorted, obviously disagreeing with his statement.

And how can it be fair?

There is one less quota for screening, if she doesn't go up layer by layer with her strength, she occupies one, and there will be a chance for the painter to lose fair competition.

"I don't need to."

Song Wan coldly refused.

"You're so stubborn." Jiang Zhengnan shook his head and sighed, "But if you are willing to bow your head, your current achievements will not be worse than Chen Wan, compared to Chen Wan, you will lose if you are not tactful enough to understand the world."

Song Wan never felt that she was losing, nor did she feel that she was winning. If people's pursuits are different, they will naturally get different things.

The Tao is not the same, Jiang Zhengnan actually tried to persuade her.

"I'm sleepy, don't bother me."

Putting down the words, Song Wan turned around and went to bed.

Jiang Zhengnan continued to knock on the door, "Evening, don't sleep yet, I want to see you."

Song Wan pulled up the quilt and covered it above her head, shielding Jiang Zhengnan's voice.

What's even more ridiculous is not, knowing that she doesn't want to see him the most, but she can still say such things.

When Jiang Zhengnan left Song Wan from the door didn't know, only that when she was half-asleep and half-awake, there was a sudden sound from the bedroom, and the sounds were very close, and Song Wan, who had always slept lightly, was awakened and sat up directly from the bed.

But the voice was gone.

Just when Song Wan was in a trance and thought that she had a dream, there was a sound from the window again.

With the voice, Song Wan was startled.

Liyuan is a high-end villa area, and there will never be thieves or the like entering this area.

It's Jiang Zhengnan???

Song Wan's first reaction made her clench her fingers, carefully got off the bed, picked up the glass of water on the table, walked to the window and took a deep breath.

Song Wan opened the curtains violently.

No one.

Relieved, Song Wan was just about to turn around, when the window behind her was suddenly opened, and then a black shadow broke in, covered Song Wan's mouth, and took her to the bed.

The action was done in one go, and it was caught off guard.

Song Wan raised the cup in her hand, and before she could smash it, she was easily countered by that person.

With a bang, the cup fell to the ground and shattered into slag.

With the sound, Song Wan was pressed on the bed, and the huge fear made her have no time to see and think about it clearly, and she resisted desperately.

Until, "Tonight, what's the sound?"

At the same time as there was a knock on the door, it was accompanied by Jiang Zhengnan's worried voice.

Almost a second, Song Wan's struggle calmed down.

Finally looked at the person who was pressing on him sensibly, with a pair of dark eyes with a wicked smile, Lu Sheng lowered his head and kissed Song Wan.

"Exciting?"

Song Wan is simply, "....."

Outside the door, Jiang Zhengnan didn't wait to respond, and aggravated his voice, "Evening."

Song Wan stared at Lu Sheng and said, "It's okay, I accidentally dropped the water cup on the ground while drinking water." At this moment, Lu Sheng was ruffling Song Wan's hair with one hand, and pinching her waist with the other hand to lift her up.

Some noises.

Jiang Zhengnan paused for two seconds, "You open the door, I'll see if there are any injuries."

"Nope."

Song Wan frowned, Lu Sheng hooked his lips obliquely, and deliberately teased her in the quilt.

"Open the door."

"What do you want to do when you come into my room in the middle of the night?"

Song Wan's tone was cold.

Jiang Zhengnan said good-naturedly, "I just want to make sure you're really okay."

"Don't be sure, I'll be fine if you don't come in."

"You...." Jiang Zhengnan took a deep breath and stood outside the door for a long time

After a while, he was obviously helpless against Song Wan, and finally compromised, "It's okay."

After speaking, the footsteps at the door gradually drifted away, until there was a slight sound of the door closing, and it was confirmed that Jiang Zhengnan had returned to the bedroom, and Song Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Sheng was not satisfied with her reaction, pinched her chin, squinted and said dangerously, "So afraid that he will know?"

Song Wan explained, "I don't want to make extraneous branches."

She is in a good state now, and it will not do her much to provoke Jiang Zhengnan.

Lu Sheng snorted, "It's going to be on me."

Faced with a group of Jiang Zhengnan's instigation.

"Why are you here?"

Song Wan asked.

Lu Sheng said, "I can't sleep." As he spoke, his hand reached into Song Wan's clothes, and then he frowned and continued, "When I think of Jiang Zhengnan's old man living in the same room as you, I can't sleep with anger."

Song Wan, "....."

Before he could think of how to comfort him, the tip of his ear hurt, and he was bitten lightly by Lu Sheng, and the burning breath immediately lingered in Song Wan's ears.

Lu Sheng whispered, "Wanwan, you have to compensate me."

--

Lu Sheng is really bold, on the bed, in the bathroom, in front of the window....

There was only one study room separated from Jiang Zhengnan's bedroom, and the two did everything they could.

At the end, Song Wan's legs were weak and she couldn't walk, and she was carried by Lu Sheng and put on the bed, in order not to spill her voice, in the process, Song Wan kept biting her lip, and she was red at the moment.

Lu Sheng's fingers stroked Song Wan's lips, he didn't know whether he was distressed or unhappy, he frowned, "Do you say Jiang Zhengnan deserves to die?"

Song Wan was tired and could only nod.

In her place, Jiang Zhengnan has always been damned.

Some small pieces of hair in front of Song Wan's forehead were soaked, sticking to the door of his head, Lu Sheng reached out and stroked it, lowered his head and kissed Song Wan's forehead and said, "It's like this in the future."

"What?"

Song Wan answered him in a daze.

Lu Sheng snorted coldly, and said with a great sense of revenge, "If he goes back to the pear orchard once, I will sleep with you in the pear orchard once, and if he makes me unhappy, I will keep him awake all night."

--

Song Wan fell asleep, and when he woke up, Lu Sheng was already gone.

Outside the door was an aunt's knock, "Miss Wanwan, breakfast is ready, Mrs. is waiting for you downstairs for breakfast."

After Song Wan answered, she got up and got out of bed. The second I landed, I almost didn't stop.

Lu Sheng was too ruthless last night.

After washing, Song Wan went out of the room, and her walking posture was slightly different from usual.

Sitting downstairs was not only Song Zhiyi, but also Jiang Zhengnan.

When Song Zhiyi went downstairs at Song Wan, he looked up at Song Wan and said, "Eat breakfast, accompany my mother to the hospital after eating, and I want a recheck."

The tumor in Song Zhiyi's brain has to be checked every three or five days.

Song Wan naturally cares about her condition, so she won't refuse.

Downstairs, she sat down at the dining table.

During the whole process of eating, the air pressure was very low, Jiang Zhengnan's face was dark and he didn't say a word, Song Zhiyi was cautious, and only Song Wan was very comfortable.

She finished eating quickly, put down the dishes and chopsticks and turned to leave the table, and the moment she got up, her legs were weak again, and she held on to the stool to stand firmly.

Smack-

As soon as she stood firmly, Jiang Zhengnan on the other side put down her chopsticks heavily, obviously with emotion.

Song Wan looked over, Jiang Zhengnan's face couldn't even be described as deep, but cold.

"Due South."

Song Zhiyi screamed worriedly.

Jiang Zhengnan ignored her, but looked at Song Wan, the anger in his eyes was a little infiltrating, but in the end he didn't say anything, got up and strode away, and drove out of the yard with the sound of the car.

Song Zhiyi looked at Song Wan, "Who was that man last night?"