Domineering Lover: The School Girl

Chapter 189 [Scars in the heart] Looking up at the sky, blowing the wind
Tan Fen gave Tan Yue a look, and the two of them also smiled and said they wanted to be with Ling Han.

However, the moment Tan Yue agreed, her eyes were fixed on Leng Muan and Qinghan.

She snorted coldly in her heart: that's all right, everyone has left the villa, only the two of them are left, and the two of them can stay alone together again.

Half an hour later, all of them who went out had already packed up and set off.

In the villa, only Leng Muan and Qinghan were left.

Seeing that their figures had completely disappeared, Qing Han suddenly felt that the surroundings were much cleaner.

She turned around and looked at Leng Muan at the side. Seeing that his face was a little pale, she felt a little distressed.

"Let's go back! The wound on your hand is very serious, you must go back to the room to rest!" Sylvia held his uninjured hand, and then went back to the room.

Leng Muan didn't want to go back to the room to be bored in this fine weather.

He stopped where he was, with a regretful voice: "Sylvia, I don't want to go back to the room, so the weather is so good, wouldn't it be better for us to sit in the yard and look at the sky, and have a good blow? Go back to the room and stay It’s too much of a waste of this great beauty, isn’t it?”

"Look at the sky, blow the wind?" Qinghan looked at Leng Mu'an with a surprised face, feeling very strange.

Looking at the sky, does such a poetic and picturesque thing as blowing the wind really fit the character of Leng Muna?
Why does she feel that something is unreliable?
"Don't believe me? I can still draw sketches? Wait for you to sit down, and I'll draw for you?" Leng Muan was on the spur of the moment, and was about to enter the house happily while talking.

Sylvia's hand was let go by him, and Sylvia froze in place.

She was startled by what he just said.

He said he could draw sketches.Is that true?

"Wait for me for a while, I'll come out with the tools." Leng Muan's voice came from the house, revealing excitement and joy.

Sylvia stood on the grass in the yard, she really wondered if he was crazy.

Even if he can draw sketches, but his hand is injured now, isn't he?

What a guy who doesn't feel sorry for himself, has he even forgotten about this matter?Drawing sketches and so on, you should wait until the injury on his hand heals before you can do it, right?
She didn't want him to do this, and was afraid that the injury on his hand would get worse, so she hurriedly followed into the house, and then ran directly to his room.

However, when she opened the door of his room somewhat out of breath, she didn't find him in the room.

Sylvia stood by the door, feeling a little anxious.

Obviously, she saw him running into the house, why, isn't he in his room now?

"Sylvia, where are you?"

Suddenly, Leng Muan's anxious cry came from the yard.

Sylvia was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that he had already returned to the yard.

Well, he wasn't just going back to his own room to get something.

She hurried out of the house again and came into the yard outside.

Leng Muan took the tools out of his studio, and originally wanted to tell Qinghan about his experience of learning painting, but he still had a smile on his face.

Who knows, as soon as he went out, he found that Sylvia was not in the yard.

He was suddenly frightened and stupid, and the tool in his hand fell to the ground without any consciousness.

He yelled her name and looked around, but he still didn't find her.

(End of this chapter)