Chapter 355

Sheng Yang just cut a piece of thread with scissors. Yi Juncheng hissed gently. Sheng Yang glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

Gao Feng said in his heart: my acting is very good. There is no trace of performance.

Sheng Yang cut another paragraph, Yi Juncheng is light hissing, there is a fine sweat on the forehead, more like a demon who brings disaster to the country and the people. Sheng Yang glances at him again, still unmoved.

Yi Juncheng bent his lips. He was not in a hurry, but he didn't make any noise.

Yang Yang's heart can be very transparent. He didn't use anesthetics when he sewed the needle, and he didn't say a word. Now how can he cry instead of taking out the stitches? It's not scientific at all. So, it's just a little fun between them.

After removing the cable, Sheng Yang stood up and said, "no problem, I'm going."

Without a trace of memory.

If it wasn't for Sheng Yang's words that day, Yi Juncheng would doubt whether she didn't think about herself at all, but fortunately he heard them that day.

Yi Jun looked at her with a smile and raised her eyebrows. "Don't you want to see a new painting I bought? There are hidden treasure routes in the organs. "

Sheng Yang's eyes suddenly brightened, and the raised foot was put back, "good!"

Yi Juncheng used to be a little resentful about her, but now he is gradually relieved. It doesn't matter. He is the one who laughs last.

Next to the Gaofeng station, I don't want to say that the painting was painted by my father himself, and the mechanism was designed by my father himself, so that Miss Sheng could keep her.

Alas, he has never seen you pay so much attention to people and things.

Sheng Yang cleverly follows Yi Juncheng to the collection room in the secret room. Gao Feng retreats consciously. During his trip to Africa, he thought a lot and gained a lot

In the secret room, the candle flickers and the light is dim, which makes Sheng Yang's white porcelain like skin a little hazy and more dreamy. Sheng Yang is focusing on the painting and studying it bit by bit.

Yi Juncheng, while observing her, was willing to serve as a tool maker and handed her a magnifying glass and other tools.

After a while, Sheng Yang sees something strange. Yi Juncheng has already found paper and pen. Sheng Yang can easily use them. She doesn't notice anything wrong.

She stooped and bowed her head, calculating with great seriousness, completely immersed in it.

Yi Jun couldn't help stretching out her hand. This time, she didn't retreat because her hand was out of control. She stretched out her hand and pinched her face.

Full of elasticity, delicate skin and excellent hand feel.

She frowned, and his heart moved, but he did not blindly take back his hand.

She quickly lowered her head and continued to calculate. It turned out that it was not because of him, but because she met a small bottleneck.

Yi Juncheng breathes a sigh of relief and feels a little funny. When will he be so scared for a little thing?

But Sheng Yang still didn't have time to finish the calculation. On the way, Gao Feng sent a message through the sound transmission system, "my Lord, the Sheng family is here. It's Miss Sheng's mother. She said someone in the family is looking for Miss Sheng."

Yi Juncheng twisted his eyebrows. How could someone always interrupt their short appointment?

Little monster is so popular, although he was given a small reassurance, but still no sense of security.

Some people come to Sheng Yang, but Yi Juncheng doesn't know how to make a claim. He interrupts her. Sheng Yang is half of the way, and still has a little bit of meaning. He's not very impatient. "What's the matter?"

But in the face of Yi Juncheng, there is no dryness in her pupils.