Si Mian frowned and glared at him hard!

"I've been liking you for three years, which proves that I really love you." As he spoke, Zhan Muhan stood up, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked towards Si Mian.

Seeing him coming, Si Mian subconsciously retreated, "Zhan Muhan, what do you want to do?" ”

There were drawing boards behind him, and Si Mian accidentally bumped into them without paying attention, and they all fell to the ground.

The sketchpad hit another easel, and the sketch paper on the shelf fell to the ground with a thud......

"My ......"

Si Mian suddenly reached out to grab it, stepped on the paint under his feet, and the whole person fell forward.

This Zhan Muhan didn't expect Si Mian to wrestle, so he immediately reached out to grab her hand, and the bodies of the two fell heavily to the ground.

It's just a posture of a woman on top of a man, Zhan Muhan's head hit the floor hard, and the sound he made was not small.

Si Mian lay on Zhan Muhan's body, feeling that the bones in his body were about to break, and slowly raised his head, and saw Zhan Muhan's expression of pain hugging her waist.

"Zhan Muhan, are you alright?"

Si Mian left him and asked anxiously.

But before he could stand up, he was dragged back by Zhan Muqing, and his body fell steadily on top of him.

Zhan Muhan hugged her tightly, sniffing the good smell on her body, and felt that his whole person had survived.

In the past three years, he didn't think of giving up.

He even convinced himself that he was not just a woman, and what he lacked most was women!

But when he saw other women, what always came to his mind was this scratching little wild cat!

He felt like he was trapped!

Hugged by Zhan Muhan, Si Mian struggled hard, "Zhan Muhan ......"

"It's been three years, let me hug it, okay?" Zhan Muhan rubbed Si Mian's neck, and his voice was soft, "Mian Mian, do you miss me?" ”

Sleep?

Zhan Muhan actually called her with such an affectionate name, Si Mian frowned, and he was a little distracted.

"Who misses you!" Si Mian snorted coldly, and when he looked down, he found that the pure white shirt behind Zhan Muhan had been dyed with oil paint, and he was a little embarrassed at this time.

The room was full of the smell of oil paint, Si Mian frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "Zhan Muhan, you won't let go of me again......"

"How are you, huh?"

Zhan Muhan interrupted Si Mian's words, his black eyes stared at her eyes tightly, his gaze was deep as if he had magical power, and he couldn't wait to devour Si Mian and his soul together.

Si Mian couldn't stand his affectionate appearance the most, and always made her feel that he really liked her......

"Kick me again, hit me with a bag, or call the police?" Zhan Muhan counted the things that Si Mian had done, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, his face was slightly closer to Si Mian's face, and his voice was a little hoarse: "With me, how about I let you bully you for the rest of my life?" ”

Si Mian's staring face, listening to his words, his heartbeat seemed to be out of rhythm.

She wanted to scold Zhan Muhan for being helpless, but she couldn't say anything.

Zhan Muhan didn't say it, she didn't know that she was so violent to him!

"I'm afraid to be so fierce to you, why are you still so stubborn?"

Si Mian spoke unhappily.

"For the sake of the woman you like, you don't need such a thing as a cheek." Zhan Mu Han smiled evilly, raised his hand and stroked Si Mian's face, "Why don't you speak?" Touched by me? ”

Si Mian was silent for a few seconds, and pushed his hand away in frustration, the sadness in his eyes was clearly seen by Zhan Muhan.

"You men always speak better than you sing."