Our love is not a fairy tale

Chapter 67 The Stolen First Kiss (4)

"Why?" Although he didn't want to talk to him, he blurted out and immediately regretted it.

"How do I know? It's inexplicable. I wish she could go back." Lin Jiu remembered that he was in the small garden just now. As soon as Xiao Fan left, Chen Chen came in. He stared at him for a while for no reason, then turned and ran away. At a loss, the thinking of a man and woman is quite different.

Ji Xiaofan frowned after listening, then turned and ran upstairs.

And Lin Jiu closed his eyes and sat on the sofa, wondering what he was thinking.

As soon as Xiao Fan came back upstairs, he called Chen Chen and turned off the phone. Xiao Fan was a little impatient, but he didn't know how to contact Chen Chen, so he was restless, and then he beat the bed heavily, and went to the studio .

When drawing, Xiaofan was in a trance, but he kept drawing on his hands.

When he came back to his senses, the picture turned out to be a handsome and gentle Yang Ruoxi, wearing white short sleeves and cropped beige shorts, very vivid, Xiaofan was a little taken aback, did she have that kind of intention towards Ruoxi?

'Tear——' The sound of the drawing paper being torn was very crisp in the studio.

Xiaofan was stunned for a while, then stood up abruptly, looking at Lin Jiu with a gloomy face, she couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly: "Lin Jiu, are you mentally ill, get out of here!"

"Ji Xiaofan, why don't you listen to me?" The ginseng tea in Lin Jiu's hand was ruthlessly thrown to the ground by him. He kindly made a cup of ginseng tea, but he saw Ji Xiaofan staring at Yang Ruoxi's portrait in a daze, and warned him just now She, she didn't even listen.

"Lin Jiu, don't be unreasonable. Making friends is my job. You have a grudge against him. Why are you looking for him? Why are you looking for me? My family can't afford you for a young master like you. Please leave immediately." Ji Xiaofan Shouting at Lin Jiu, she can't hate her anymore, this is the first time she has seen such a person.

"Ji Xiaofan, you will regret it." Lin Jiu moved his mouth a few times, and it took him a while to say this, then he turned and strode away.

Looking at Lin Jiu's back, Xiao Fan turned his head to look at the torn paintings and the ceramic fragments all over the floor, and held his paintbrush tightly. After a while, he calmed down, put the brush aside, and ran to the room to sleep ...

(End of this chapter)