Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 809 The next star (9)

too frightening.

If he hadn't been of some use now, Shi Yubai would have killed him.

Thinking of this, Little Pudding cursed Jiang Lai secretly.

He had to do it this way, and it did save his life, but it didn't seem to be any better than before.

He was completely like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered. One day when Yu Bai went crazy, he would be the first to be killed.

Little Pudding lowered his head in fear.

He waited until Shi Yubai left before he dared to stand by the door and look out.

It was too blurry outside through the glass.

Little Pudding wanted to save himself, but after noticing the cameras in all directions in the room, his thoughts of running away stopped for the most part.

Forget it, this kind of brain-using thing is really not suitable for her.

Just wait for Jiang to save you.

It doesn't matter if he can't be saved, he'll just die if he dies. He's already died once anyway.

Thinking of this, Little Pudding instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

I was really bored lying on the bed, so I closed my eyes and recalled the interesting things that happened when I traveled to various worlds with Jiang Lai.

Under Jiang Lai's influence, even when death was imminent, he could still laugh out loud because he thought of one or two funny things.

Finally he turned away and looked at the wall in front of him.

I don’t know if Jiang Lai can succeed.

It was very quiet in the ward late at night.

Jiang Lai sat on the bed, hugging the quilt, watching the pot of epiphyllum on the window sill slowly blooming in front of him.

The black flowers are charming and mysterious, with a bit of weird and fascinating beauty.

Jiang Lai put the dried grasshopper on the drawing board, turned on a dim lamp, unfolded the white paper and began to draw.

Shi Yubai watched silently from the side.

"I don't even remember when I learned to draw. At first I was worried that I couldn't draw well, but now it seems that my previous worries were completely unnecessary."

Shi Yubai nodded aside.

"You've always been good at drawing."

"Really? Then have I painted you?" The light in Shi Yubai's eyes trembled. He looked at Jiang Lai and then shook his head.

"You were hurt before you could draw me."

"Then let me draw it for you now."

After speaking, Jiang Lai spread out a piece of white paper again and asked Shi Yubai to sit on the chair under the window sill.

"Don't move, otherwise the painting will look ugly, so don't blame me."

"I don't blame you, I like whatever you draw."

Jiang Lai couldn't help but smile.

"You like me so much, but I haven't even painted you a picture. I really went too far."

It was dead of night and there was no sound at all.

Jiang Lai raised his head to glance at Shi Yubai from time to time, and then lowered his head again with a focused and serious expression.

Shi Yubai had never seen Jiang Lai like this before.

He stared at her intently, sitting for almost four hours from beginning to end, and it was almost dawn, but he didn't move at all.

Jiang Lai finally raised his head and put down his pen.

"Okay, come and take a look."

Shi Yubai stood up slowly, his legs were a little stiff from sitting for too long, but he still walked over quickly, sat next to Jiang Lai, and looked at the paintings on the table.

The person in the painting is looking forward quietly and affectionately, with a straight and upright figure, elegant and handsome appearance, like a fairy in the painting.

Shi Yubai looked deeply.

The corners of his mouth curved deeply.

He turned around and looked at Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai, who had been tired for a long time, was holding a cup of milk tea and drinking it. Suddenly he looked at Shi Yubai, with a slight smile in his clear and beautiful eyes.

Shi Yubai subconsciously clenched the quilt.

"Is this how you see me?"

Jiang Lai took a big sip, pouted his red lips, and nodded without hesitation.

Suddenly, the man in front of her leaned over, clasped her head with one hand, pinched her waist with the other, and kissed her hard.

(End of this chapter)