"Is surgery still a trivial matter?"

Chen Anhao couldn't help but think about that bloody scene, in the operating room, the doctor took a scalpel and cut a big hole in his beautiful body......

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

"A minor operation, not so exaggerated, I'm pretty sure, I'm fine, just rest and rest."

Zhan Qiancheng took her hand, held it gently, and pulled her back into his arms: "I left early in the morning, and you woke up and couldn't see me, why didn't you call me?" ”

She was reluctant to call him even once, giving him the illusion that she didn't have him in her heart.

"Well, I wanted to call, but ......"

Chen Anhao bit his lip in embarrassment, not knowing whether he should be honest or not.

It's getting tangled......

"But what? Well? ”

Zhan Qiancheng's expression was as gentle as ever, and there was no sign of madness at all, so Chen An thought about it for a while, and planned to explain a little bit first: "The situation at that time was a bit special, so I didn't fight." ”

"What's the special situation?"

Zhan Qiancheng's voice was still soft.

Chen Anhao continued to ponder.

She was not very good at lying, and she confessed leniency in a few seconds: "That's it...... I felt that I finally had a little bit of free time, so I ......"

Chen Anhao lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "So, naturally, you can't let it go easily." ”

Overhead, Zhan Qiancheng's demonic voice sounded: "I heard it all. ”

"Yikes!"

Chen An raised his head so violently, but he didn't expect that if he used too much force, his head hit Zhan Qiancheng's chin directly and hit it hard.

"Whew-"

Chen Anhao screamed softly.

“……”

Zhan Qiancheng wanted to scream, but he was stunned and didn't speak.

The pain in the jaw, completely overshadowing the pain of where it was, is really......

Zhan Qiancheng sighed in his heart: God knows if Chen Anhao was sent by God to torture him.

The pain in Chen Anhao's head dissipated little by little, she hummed and chirped for a long time, raised her eyes, and was about to give Zhan Qiancheng a resentful look, but she was startled by his reddish eyes.

"Yikes!"

She reached out and tugged at his clothes: "Zhan Qiancheng, why are you crying?" ”

“！”

Zhan Qiancheng lowered his eyes and glared at her who was speechless: "Where are the eyes?" Where is crying! ”

He didn't cry at all, okay?

He is a big man, how could he cry!

Chen Anhao argued with reason, especially when he had first-hand evidence, and he resolutely could not back down: "Look at you, your eyes are red, and you still say that you didn't cry?" ”

Zhan Qiancheng took a deep breath, looked at Chen Anhao with burning eyes, and fought to the end:

"One, I can't see the circles under my eyes."

"Two, if I didn't cry, I didn't cry, don't try to hypnotize me."

“……”

The corners of Chen Anhao's mouth twitched, and his eyes looked at Zhan Qiancheng, which was really becoming more and more contemptuous.

Dare to cry or dare not admit it?

Zhan Qiancheng met her eyes, and his eyebrows jumped fiercely: "What kind of eyes are you?" ”

“……”

Chen Anhao did not explain out loud.

He didn't admit that his clothes were killed, if she was stunned to persevere to the end, she estimated that the two of them would quarrel or even fight.

Therefore, she gritted her teeth, did not speak, and showed her unyielding determination with her eyes alone, and resolutely did not bend!

Zhan Qiancheng's gaze stared at Chen Anhao's expression, and there was an incalculable depth under his eyes.

Then, he suddenly raised his hand, and the destination was Chen Anhao's eyes.

Although his body was a little weak, it did not prevent his movements from being sensitive and fast, and almost as soon as Chen Anhao reacted, his hand touched her eyes and rubbed it with no light or heavy force.

"Ahhhhh

was attacked inexplicably, Chen Anhao hurriedly reached out and slapped his hand away, and hummed unhappily: "What are you doing, you!" ”

"The mirror."

Zhan Qiancheng commanded her.

"If you want to take it, you will take it." Zhan Qiancheng simply ordered directly!

“……”

Chen Anhao was afraid that he would resist him again, or talk about things, which would make him angry, so he pouted and took out her makeup mirror from her bag a little angrily.

"Give."

She handed him the vanity mirror.

Zhan Qiancheng didn't answer, but Nunu chin and motioned to her: "See for yourself, whether your eye circles are red." ”

"Huh?"

Chen Anhao didn't expect him to make this move.

She turned on the vanity mirror and looked down, her eyes falling on the small vanity mirror.

In the mirror, she pouted to indicate that she was in a displeased mood, and the expression on her face was slightly surprised, the most important thing is! Her eye, which had just been slammed by him, was slightly red.

Her eye circles were red......

Wow!

Chen Anhao couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth in his heart.

He just attacked her eyes, it turned out that it was because he wanted to prove to her, and the red circles under his eyes didn't mean that he had to cry?

“……”

Chen Anhao held the hand in the makeup mirror and paused.

Should he be said to be too serious and calculating?

"As it turns out, I really didn't cry." Zhan Qiancheng solemnly emphasized to her, and then, he changed his words: "You wronged me for no reason, and you still use strong words and sophistry, let's say, how should I punish you?" ”

Chen Anhao: "......"

This is also to be punished?

Will her life be a little too miserable?

Seeing that she was silent, and didn't know whether she was simply silent or resisting with silence, Zhan Qiancheng didn't want to dig deeper. He was lying lazily on the bed, although his face was a little pale, but his bearing was not reduced, his demeanor was not reduced, and he was incomparable in beauty with a casual look and a gesture.

This man was born so noble that he was indignant and gritted his teeth......

"Punish you for helping me undress."

His command popped out of his thin lips so coldly.

Chen Anhao originally thought that he would have some kind of punishment such as torture, for example, corporal punishment such as punishing her to copy the "Ten Promises" before, but he didn't expect it to be so simple?

It's a bit of thunder and rain!

A smile crossed her face.

"Okay, okay, no problem!"

Her tense mood was released in an instant, and she walked to Zhan Qiancheng's side, her little hands constantly working on him.

Because she didn't know where he had the operation, she was careful throughout the whole process, rolling up his clothes little by little, and helping him take them off slowly.

She leaned too close to him, and the fragrance on her body rushed into Zhan Qiancheng's nose, sniffing the smell that made his soul ripple, and for a while, a familiar heat burst out of his body.

"Whew-"

Chen Anhao continued to help Zhan Qiancheng take off his shirt, tired and sweating.

The entire shirt was taken off, Zhan Qiancheng's sturdy upper body was exposed, and Chen Anhao didn't find the slightest wound on him, not even a wound the size of a needle's eye.

Could it be that his wound is in the lower body? Chen Anhao was thinking about it, originally, Zhan Qiancheng suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed Chen Anhao on the bed like this, and in the next second, he blocked Chen Anhao's lips with his lips and kissed her lovingly.

“……”

Chen Anhao's eyes widened.

Hmm, I was caught off guard and was attacked!

After a deep long kiss, Zhan Qiancheng let go of Chen Anhao, although he really wanted to correct Chen Anhao on the spot, but he had just undergone surgery there, which was not suitable for intense exercise.

He lay on his side, slowly calming his emotions.

"Huh?"

After being let go by him, Chen Anhao was puzzled for the first time.

According to the previous law, she thought that Zhan Qiancheng would eat her like this, but he actually let go of her, he actually let go of her......

He actually let her go!

"Zhan Qiancheng, what's wrong with you?" Chen Anhao gasped in wonder and looked at Zhan Qiancheng who was lying on the bed.

"What? You want me to strip you naked next, and then ...... you hard"

Zhan Qiancheng turned his head and looked at Chen Anhao playfully, the unpleasantness he had with her before disappeared after a long French kiss.

"Not really!"

Chen Anhao will not admit it.

For this kind of thing, she is always much more shy than Zhan Qiancheng thinks.

"Your statement clearly means that you have." Zhan Qiancheng made up his mind to tease her, it was really rare to see her shy, and she wanted to go berserk.

He cherished every expression of hers.

He just wanted her to show her truest side in front of his eyes.

He, he, he......

Chen Anhao was stared at by him so playfully, and in an instant, she was stimulated to lose her mind, "Hey, are you no good?" ”

As she spoke, she stared straight at Zhan Qiancheng's waist and below......

What answered Chen Anhao was a burst of chestnuts and Zhan Qiancheng's low roar: "What are you talking nonsense, how can I not do it!" ”

He can't?

He can't?

He's just inconvenient for the time being!

"Whew-"

Chen Anhao was suddenly beaten, and immediately reached out to cover his head and screamed softly.

Zhan Qiancheng looked at Chen Anhao with a dark face, and his voice was a little imperceptibly excited, "I'm just not feeling well now, when I'm better, I'll make you ashamed of what you just said!" ”

Chen Anhao: "......"

She wants to be calm, she doesn't want to be embarrassed......

……

Liang Jingwen's painting exhibition was held in the Lingcheng Art Museum.

All kinds of people look at Liang Jingwen's paintings, and there are all kinds of Liang Jingwen's paintings hanging in the corridor, most of them are landscape paintings, as well as paintings of various animals.

Among the hundreds of works, only one painting shows a figure, on the left side of the canvas is a branch of a tree, covering most of the painting, is a woman sitting in a pavilion on the mountain, her figure is thin, her figure is hiding behind the branches, she can't tell whose side face it is, she looks into the distance, looks at the city in the distance, I don't know what is in my heart.

Liang Jingwen stood in front of this painting, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't want to think about anything, he just looked at the painting in front of him lightly, his face was a little pale, but there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.

In order to avoid his inexplicable sadness, he turned away.

"Jingwen!"

Someone was shouting their own name, a familiar voice.

Liang Jingwen turned around and looked for the direction from which the voice came, but there were many people who came to see the exhibition, and he only saw all kinds of visitors, each of whom was an unfamiliar face, but he couldn't see which familiar person called out his name.