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Perhaps Shelley did not expect that he would be knocked down by a bottle of Erguotou.
He didn't remember what happened afterwards, so the next day, after he woke up in He Yi'an's bed, Shelley got up with a splitting headache, but from the kitchen, there was a smell of hot porridge.
He lifted the quilt, only to find that his clothes had been changed. The sweater and pajama pants were styles he had never seen before.
Milky white sweater and light gray pajama pants, such gentle colors have never appeared in his wardrobe, not to mention, Shelley saw clearly that it was not his home at all.
He was lying on He Yi'an's bed.
Shelley subconsciously glanced at the place around her. The bedding was messed up by him, and there was no way to tell whether the two slept together or not last night.
Hearing the sound of him getting up, He Yi'an's voice came from the living room far away.
"Go and wash up, I have prepared breakfast, I guess you will feel uncomfortable in your stomach after getting up in the morning."
Shelley glanced in the direction of the bathroom, but instead of going there, he went straight out of the bedroom door and leaned against the door to glance at the living room.
I saw that He Yi'an was drawing something on the drawing board with his back turned to him. He was wearing a full set of pajamas, no socks, and his bare feet were standing on the support of the seat, looking idle and casual.
The noon sun shone on his body, and his dark brown hair seemed to turn golden because of the sunlight.
Shelley's gaze passed He Yi'an, and landed on the sofa beside him.
The quilts were scattered on the sofa, and one could tell at a glance where He Yi'an spent last night.
It turned out that the two of them slept separately yesterday.
Shelley thought like this, until he realized what he was thinking just now, and felt that he was thinking too much.
With so many places, as long as He Yi'an has a brain, he will know how to arrange it.
I don't know why I thought of it
He Yi'an noticed the people behind him, and when he turned around to look at Shelley, he only saw Shelley walking towards the bathroom with his back turned to him.
He was wearing a milky white sweater and gray pajama pants. Because he just got up, his hair was still curled up, which was very different from his usual dressing style.
Not knowing what Shelley was thinking, she shook her head and sighed, while walking towards the bathroom.
This kind of him, instead of the usual evildoer and deceitful, has a little more cuteness.
He Yi'an couldn't help laughing out loud, turned around on his own, and the brush landed on the canvas again.
After Shelley washed up, she came to the kitchen and saw the porridge cooking in the casserole.
He skillfully opened the sideboard, and when he was about to take out a porcelain bowl, his eyes fell on the mug next to him
He Yi'an was practicing drawing when he felt Shelley carrying something and came to his side.
"This is the studio, don't mess things up"
While reminding him, He Yi'an turned his head to look at him, and when he saw the mug in his hand, he immediately shut his mouth and gave a thumbs up.
"Those who know know that you are drinking porridge, but those who don't know think you are drinking coffee."
Shelley raised his eyebrows proudly, his dark green eyes, against the background of the black cup, looked very clean and transparent.
He Yi'an withdrew his gaze, and copied and practiced at the vase over the easel and the bouquet of flowers in the vase, while Shelley was holding a mug, nestled on the chair next to him, and drank sips.
From time to time, a small sound was made, and when He Yi'an heard it, he always felt that Shelley was like a cat sometimes.
If you ignore him, he can sit beside you quietly for two hours, but once you ignore him, turn around and leave.
In order to verify his conjecture, He Yi'an turned to look at him, but as soon as his eyes touched Shelley, Shelley put down the cup in his hand and said, "Don't look at me, I don't want to be your model anymore, ten minutes Then my driver will come here, and then I will leave."
"If you go to the airport in the afternoon, I won't see you off."
He Yi'an didn't mind, after all, he had already arranged the pick-up and drop-off at the airport, "Of course not, you can come to my hometown to play with me when the time comes."
"talk later."
Shelley snorted arrogantly, turned around and went into the bedroom. Five minutes later, when he came out again, he had already changed into yesterday's clothes.
After a day of black short-sleeved T-shirt, it is difficult to hide the wrinkles at this time.?Clothes that would look sloppy on ordinary people, but on Shelley, they look like a luxury design, decadent but full of fashion sense.
Seeing that Shelley was about to leave his studio with a bunch of dumb hair on her face, He Yi'an called out, "Wait for me a little bit."
After finishing speaking, He Yi'an put down his brush, got up and walked to Shelley who was about to leave.
Shelley didn't know why, and there was doubt and incomprehension in his eyes.
He Yi'an smiled, raised his hand, and gently smoothed the dull hair on the back of Shelley's head.
"A bunch of hair is sticking up, and it doesn't seem to match your whole body."
He Yi'an explained.
Shelley froze for a moment, and suddenly his face darkened.
"Thank you, but I don't like people touching my hair!"
He turned around and left He Yi'an's studio.
The elevator is very face-saving, he didn't wait long for the elevator, and he was the only one in the elevator, no one else.
Standing in the elevator, watching the numbers representing the floors count down, He Yi'an suddenly raised his hand to cover his heart.
Suddenly, He Yi'an raised his hand and his sleeve touched Shelley's cheek, and Shelley could even smell the fragrance of paint coming from his body.
At that moment, Shelley only felt that her heart beat faster and was out of his control.
Where is there any matter that he does not allow others to touch his hair, it is simply an excuse made by Shelley in a panic.
It seems that Erguotou really shouldn't be drunk casually. If you drink too much, it will affect the heart.
He couldn't help thinking-
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shelley finished handling the things at hand ahead of time. Looking at the bright sky outside the window, Shelley simply packed up and came outside the door.
The driver had been waiting for a long time, and after Shelley got into the car, the driver asked.
"Mr. Shelley, where do you want to go now?"
"Just find a restaurant and go out to eat tonight."
The driver knew that there were several restaurants that Shelley liked to eat nearby, and ten minutes later, the vehicle stopped at the door of a Japanese restaurant.
Shelley looked at the electronic clock hanging outside the Japanese food restaurant, even if he didn't get out of the car, he could clearly see the time while sitting in the car.
He finally sighed, "Forget it, let's go to the airport."
Although he said that he would not send him off, since today's work was completed ahead of schedule, he could also give him this face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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