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Chapter 238 I heard that I am a bit bad (12)

She stared at He Yanhuan closely. He Yanhuan didn't react at first, but when he did, he reached out and wanted to snatch the flower from Junli's hand. Took away.

It's just that there are thorns on the flower branches, and when he twitched like this, Junli's hand broke instantly.

She only felt a slight tingling pain, and when she looked closely, blood beads had already appeared on her index finger.

Junli was also on fire. She snatched the flower back from He Yanhuan's hand, found a bottle in his room, poured out half of the water, inserted the flower in it, and placed it on He Yanhuan's table. on the desk.

He Yanhuan quietly looked at the flower in Junli's hand, and he finally walked over to the flower when she placed it on the table.

Junli watched him look down at the flower, and said from the side: "If you like it, bring it back, is it difficult?"

He Yanhuan didn't answer, and Junli didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, her anger subsided, and she saw He Yanhuan slowly reaching out her hand. She thought he was going to touch the petals, but He Yanhuan's fingers were on the petals After pinching it lightly, she turned her head to look, and saw that his fingertips were a little more red. It turned out that the blood on her fingers was accidentally stained when she was making flowers just now.

She was helpless, feeling that He Yanhuan might not have listened to what she just said, so she sighed, took out a tissue from her body, and wanted to help He Yanhuan wipe it, but He Yanhuan suddenly held her hand.

He kept staring at her hand as if he saw something strange.

No, to be precise, it was the wound on the finger that was about to solidify.

Then she watched as He Yanhuan stretched out her hand, pinched her fingertips, and squeezed her fingertips hard, the wound that was healed was forced to squeeze like this, and blood started to bleed out again, Jun Li was 1 mad in her heart, wanting to Withdrawing her hand, He Yanhuan looked at her hand and smiled.

That smile was like a tender bud on a toon tree, and even the upturned arc made people feel happy, with a kind of light beauty, but it was enough to suffocate, and Junli also fell into a daze.

In my mind, the dim petals gradually brightened with this smile.

He Yanhuan held her fingers in his palm. The dry palm could even feel the lines. He held it for a long time before releasing it. The blood on his fingertips stopped again, and there was a flash of red in his palm. And pass.

He didn't care about his palm, let alone Junli, just sat on the chair in front of her, opened the sketchbook, took out a pencil, and started to draw, first the outline, then the details.

What he drew was the flower on the table. Even though he didn't color it, when the flower appeared on the sketch paper, it was as beautiful as the real thing. It was painted, and when it was done, he took a darker red.

The tip of the pen landed on the petal, and there was a touch of dark red on the bright red petal. She compared it carefully and found that it happened to be the spot where her blood was stained.

What is even more strange is that, except for the torus, he did not paint the flower branches below, nor did he paint the torus, only the flower.

After he finished drawing, he tore off the page, put it in the lower drawer, and locked it.

Jun Li thought that after waiting for so long, she could finally say a few words to him, but the other party just lay down on the table, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

It's not the first time that Junli has been so completely ignored. From the beginning, Junli's resentment seems to have become a habit now.

(End of this chapter)