Domineering Lover: The School Girl

Chapter 192 [Scar in the Heart] Some Jealous

"Sleepy?" He sat next to her, just about to reach out to touch her face, but found that his hands were a little dirty, and then stood up again: "I've finished drawing, I'll tidy up later, Let's go back to the room! At this time, it's time to have lunch, and you can go to take a nap after lunch."

When Sylvia saw him walking over like this, she lost the urge to yawn.

When his hand was about to touch her face, she froze for a moment.

However, his hand did not touch her, and he stood up and walked back to the drawing board.

In Sylvia's head, his face was a little red by the series of words he just said.

She was indeed sleepy, she didn't expect him to find out about it.

She got up in a hurry, and then walked towards him, "Have you finished drawing? Is your hand okay?"

Leng Muan looked at her amusedly, and then stretched out her intact hand in front of her: "Look, there's nothing wrong. Didn't I tell you, I'm very careful."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual on the back of his bandaged hand, Sylvia felt relieved.

Since he was fine, she put her eyes on his paintings: "Didn't you say that they are all finished? Show me."

Leng Muan picked up the painted pictures and handed them to her hand one by one, her voice was hearty and full of sunshine: "Look, this is the first picture at the beginning, did you peek at it?" Oh me."

"What? I didn't peek at you!" Qinghan took the first one, very dissatisfied with what he said, and complained before she lowered her head to look.

However, when she saw herself in the painting, she was a little shocked.

She thought that the cold curtain An'an's skills were no longer very good.Who knew that he could paint so well, even after she saw it, she felt how vivid she was in the painting.

He said that she was peeping at him. The girl in this painting really looked at him quietly with unconcealed worry in her eyes.

She was indeed worried about him just now, but how could he draw so well!
He really made her have to look at him with admiration.

"This is the second one." Seeing that she was obsessed with the first one, Leng Mu An abruptly took the painting away from her hand, and then handed her another one domineeringly.

Qinghan glanced at him complainingly: "I haven't finished that one yet, why are you in a hurry?"

"I'm hungry, you're almost finished, we should go to the kitchen to make food." Although Leng Muan wanted to show her the painting he drew, he was a little embarrassed to see that she liked it so much.

But, more than that, a little jealous.

She was so fascinated by his paintings, but not so foolishly fascinated by him himself, he thought, it was a bit tasteless.

Sylvia didn't notice his expression. She heard him say that she was hungry, so she didn't say anything more about him. She calmed down and showed the other pictures one by one.

Finally, Sylvia put away everything, and walked forward with the painting in her arms.

"I will treat these paintings as gifts from you, and I will take them and put them away."

Leng Muan was packing up tools at the back. Hearing this, he didn't speak, but he was very happy in his heart.

He was really happy that she liked his paintings and insisted on collecting them.

"As long as you like it, I can draw as many as you want." He told her loudly from behind, and after putting away the tools, he followed her back to the room.

(End of this chapter)