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Chapter 776 Border Town Painter - Bastard 8

"Hmm, yes, it's pretty good."

Shen Changan sat upright, staring at the movie, his heart beating erratically.

Xihe breathed a sigh of relief and decided to let him go back later. Otherwise, she might not be sure that she would become more animalistic if she was alone. Although it was not impossible,... after all, the time was still too short.

Night, door.

Shen Changan stood by the door with his head lowered, silent.

Xihe looked funny and helpless, as if he had been wronged a lot: "Go back quickly, or it will get dark."

Shen Changan immediately said: "I'm not afraid of the dark."

He raised his head and looked at Xihe, the reluctance in his heart became stronger, and his voice was a little aggrieved: "The sofa is quite comfortable, I don't choose a bed when I sleep." All reservations were thrown to Java.

Xihe: "..."

It was rare for him to say these words, but that wasn't what she was worried about.

Shen Changan stretched out his hand to hold Xihe and shook it: "I want to accompany you, and I promise I will behave myself."

After saying that, he stared at her closely, with very careful eyes. If it were in the past, he would never have said these words, but she had been so good to him these past two days, and he couldn't help but want to test her bottom line step by step. Let's see how far she can tolerate herself.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of confidence, and she couldn't bear to reject him.

Xihe: "...be good and come to me again tomorrow."

Bang, the door closed mercilessly.

Shen Changan: "..."

He stared blankly at the door, his face blank for a rare moment.

In the room, Xihe covered his mouth and laughed. Even if he has no memory, sometimes his personality will be different, but he is still the same person, and some of his actions and thoughts are the same.

Learning again is a very simple thing.

However, Xihe had to show his stupidity occasionally. Otherwise, how could he pester Shen Changan if he was too smart?

The teachers in the training class teach very well, and their biggest trump card is still the question-answering tactic, especially when it comes to subjects such as mathematics. Every time I go back to Xihe, I have to do the questions. If I encounter something I don’t know, I just ask Shen Changan.

Shen Changan was very enthusiastic about this.

After all, only by talking about the topic can he legitimately rely on his girlfriend.

Preoccupied with studying, Xihe didn't appear in the bar for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help but someone came to her: "Moli, I've opened several bottles of wine and I'm waiting for you. Hurry up."

As soon as the call was connected, the person on the other end said something loudly.

Shen Changan glanced at the person who was studying hard over there and said, "Jasmine is busy, let me ask her for you."

The man on the phone was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at his phone. At ten o'clock in the evening, he said, "Why are you holding Jasmine's phone? Are you at her place? Damn it, you two are not really together, are you?"

His words were full of surprise, and you could even hear the exclamations from other people in the bar.

Shen Changan's dull mood finally improved. He walked over and held Xihe's hand: "We are indeed together." He stared straight at her, with a hint of possessiveness in his eyes.

"Let me go, are we really together? Where is Jasmine? Let Jasmine do the talking!"

The shouting was extremely loud.

Xihe took the phone and looked at Shen Changan: "What's wrong? Drinking? No, I'm busy. Yes, we're together. You guys can play together, and we'll get together next time. Bye."

He hung up the phone neatly and put the phone on the table.

At night, the lamplight was bright, reflecting the two people's eyebrows. Shen Changan rubbed her hand: "Is it okay not to go? Will they be angry?"

This statement, inexplicably, makes people feel a little bit teay.

Xihe hugged his waist and raised his face: "Then do you want me to go?"

Shen Changan felt depressed. Of course he didn't want to, but he had always been obedient to her. Could he refuse now? He could only say: "If you want to go, then go."

Xihe nodded: "Okay, I'll go change clothes."

Shen Changan: "..."

She got up and went into the bedroom and changed into a pink skirt that showed off her figure. She stepped on stilettos and swayed as she walked. The ravine on her chest was looming in the thin gauze skirt.

Shen Changan: "..."

Xihe stepped forward with a smile and pulled him towards the door: "Let's go."

Shen Changan walked to the door like a puppet on strings. Seeing that the door was about to close, he pressed her against the door and pressed her against her: "..."

Xihe was surprised and tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Shen Changxin asked, "What are you talking about? You want to go out dressed like this? He can even imagine what other people's expressions would be like and what they were thinking when they saw her like this."

"Is it okay if I don't go?"

Shen Changan's voice was dull: "I don't want you to go."

Xihe glanced at his particularly strong posture and calmed down: "Shen Chang'an, you have changed."

Shen Changan remained silent, holding the hand around her waist without relaxing. His fingertips subconsciously rubbed the skin under his palm. Suddenly, he paused, skin? He looked sideways, what a good guy, so hot, and his back was empty. Just a few thin silk threads hanging.

Shen Changan's face darkened: "Are you going out wearing this?"

Without waiting for Xihe to say anything,

He forcefully half hugged and half dragged her into the house, bang, raised his foot and closed the door: "Change."

Xihe was ecstatic in his heart, but there was a strange look on his face: "Why? Doesn't it look good?"

After turning around in a circle, the hem of the skirt flew up, making it even more attractive.

Shen Changan's heart was beating wildly, but the thought of her wearing this outfit out to show others made her feel aggrieved.

He pursed his lips tightly and put on a straight face.

Xihe was so happy that he rushed towards him and put his hands around his neck: "Speak, isn't it nice?"

The beloved girl is coquettishly coquettish in his arms, who can resist it? Shen Changan turned his face away with difficulty and said firmly: "What you usually wear looks better than this."

"oh."

Xihe nodded and grabbed his hand: "Then you should let go."

Why are you holding me so tightly?

Shen Changan: "..."

Jun's face turned red, as if he had burned his hand, and he quickly let go: "I'm sorry."

Xihe couldn't hold it back any longer, burst out laughing, fell into his arms with laughter, and leaned forward to bite the young man's chin: "Stupid, can't you see that I'm wearing this for you to see?"

His eyebrows are crooked and his smile is so trembling.

Shen Changan was stunned for two seconds, hugged her tightly, and buried his head in her neck: "Jasmine..."

I didn't know what to say for a moment. It was like meeting a rainbow after rain and being hit by a huge surprise. My heart felt sweet and soft, and I wanted to rub someone into my arms.

Xihe raised his head and held his face: "Shen Chang'an, I like you."

Look at his eyes sparkling with love.

Shen Changan was moved, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead: "I love you." I like you too little, I love you.

He put his hands around her waist and gently spun around in the living room, dancing without any structure. The two of them only had eyes for each other. Xihe pulled Shen Changan down on the sofa, straddling his lap, holding the man's hand. face, murmuring: "Chang'an..."

"Um."

Shen Changan stared at her closely, his throat rolling up and down: "I'm here."
Chapter completed!
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