Chapter 921 Afternoon, Sunshine, Stolen Kiss (1)
There was a light blush on her cheeks.
In this quiet and indifferent afternoon, Jun Hang's wheelchair slowly approached her.
When his clear and cold eyes fell on her cheeks at this time, they became a little deeper.
Her eyelashes were very long.
Her pure face and eyelashes were so long and curled that they could just hold the sunlight and dust that fell through the French windows.
Jun Hang just looked at her quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not make any moves, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.
But when his eyes fell on the paper she drew at the end, he saw that she had drawn a small arc according to the formula, and he didn't seem to be very surprised, and the corners of his lips seemed to rise slightly.
Then it was gone in a flash, but the picture just now was frozen at a certain moment in time.
When he looked at her again, his eyes, which had always been cold and indifferent, seemed to become a little softer.
His wheelchair slowly moved closer.
His body leaned forward slightly on the wheelchair.
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Youyou was sleeping on the table, her mouth slightly open, with a suspicious crystal liquid at the corner of her mouth. A slender jade-like hand slowly reached over and wiped it off for her.
The action was light and very gentle.
But that was not the end.
After the slender jade-like, bony finger wiped off the crystal liquid at the corner of her mouth, a shaky scene was faintly cast on the floor-to-ceiling window.
In front of the huge desk.
There seemed to be two overlapping figures.
A body leaned forward slightly, lowered its head, and approached another slender figure lying on the table.
From the picture reflected from the floor-to-ceiling window, it seemed to be an extremely beautiful picture.
The man tilted his head slightly, and his lips fell on her.
It fell on her tender red lips that were still slightly opened.
His profile was exquisite and clean.
Perfect and resolute, captivating.
Obviously, he was full of cold and aloof abstinence, but when he leaned over and tilted his head to kiss a sleeping innocent girl, he was sexy and charming.
A gentle kiss, just like a dragonfly touching the water.
Then he moved his wheelchair back slightly, then retracted his sight and turned to leave.
After the door closed silently, the innocent girl inside was still sleeping soundly, with her mouth slightly open.
If the door had not been shaken gently, people would think that all this was still an illusion.
A few minutes later, Youyou smacked her lips and rubbed the corners of her mouth, and opened her eyes in a daze. She supported her head with one hand and shook it, hoping that she could be more awake, and then took the pen and continued to draw this picture.
I didn't pay much attention to it before, but when I drew it at this time, Youyou paid attention to it and quickly drew it according to the formula.
But after drawing it, she stared at the pattern she drew on the coordinate axis in a daze, dumbfounded.
This.
This, this...!!!
At this time, according to the formula, the shape drawn above is clearly a heart shape! ! !
"Oh my god, is this the legendary Descartes' heart curve? I, I..." Youyou's mumbling to herself was simply incoherent.
Oh my god.
What the hell is going on! !
The curve pattern drawn by Junhang's formula is actually a heart.
Is it his heart, heart? !
Youyou's face turned red all of a sudden. At this moment, she was pacing back and forth on the ground with the piece of paper she drew, excited and shy. She kept covering her hot ears with one hand——