Zhu Yan's temperament was originally very stubborn. She had restrained herself a little in the first few days after arriving, but now she realized that it was not necessary. Except that her contact with Tang Si would make the man angry, he would not restrain her.

Therefore, it is better to be more sincere.

So I looked at him and said, "I'm thinking, since you have already wronged me, if I don't do anything, am I sorry for your overwhelming anger yesterday?"

Knowing that she was mocking him, Yu Sicheng was not angry. He pursed his thin lips lightly and his face was quite gentle. He walked to her side and said, "After washing your face, go down and have something to eat."

She took a step back, and the man's hand that wanted to help her straighten her hair fell into vain, so he had to put it back in his pocket and look at her.

Her complexion was indeed not good, and scratches and faint bruises could still be seen on her neck and arms.

Out of apology, he had no intention of arguing with her, no matter what she said.

But Zhu Yan turned his head and focused his gaze on the pink handbag. Yu Sicheng followed it and looked over, eyebrows slightly raised. It was a birthday gift from her.

"What to do?" He had a bad feeling.

So when she turned around and was about to go there, he reached out and held her wrist to stop her.

Zhu Yan looked back at him with a pair of tired and injured eyes, "That's my thing, do you care about it?"

Only now did she realize that she was in his bedroom. She obviously slept in her own bedroom last night, but she didn't know when she was brought over by him late at night.

In short, she almost didn't know what he was doing, but from time to time she would have to bear the inexplicable consequences. She had nowhere to vent her anger and could only stare at that thing.

Unexpectedly, Yu Sicheng moved faster than her. He took the things before she touched the handbag, his eyes darkened, "Go down and eat, otherwise it will get cold."

She stared at him without giving in, "Give it back to me!"

The man simply looked at her matter-of-factly and said, "You already gave it to me."

Zhu Yan sneered, "Which of your eyes saw that I gave it to you? Which of your ears heard that I said that I gave it to you?"

His mind became hot and he said directly: "I would rather give it to Tang Si than to you!"

Sure enough, every time she mentioned Tang Si, Yu Sicheng would definitely look bad. He even thought of Tang Si's very similar color scarf last night.

Just when he was cold, Zhu Yan reached out and snatched the bag, took out the scarf inside, unfolded it casually and started looking for threads.

The man's eyebrows tightened, and he leaned over to take it back, but she snatched it away, so he could only say coldly: "You dare to break a little and try it!"

His grandmother was good at these things, and he wore them frequently when he was a child, so he knew that if he found a thread in knitting and pulled it out, he would be left with only a pile of threads in a blink of an eye!

"Are you in charge of my things?" She continued to look for threads, pretending that she was really about to unravel.

As a result, Yu Sicheng didn't grab the scarf, but took her whole thing over and threw it directly on the cabinet where the handbag was just placed. In a mellow and strong voice, he said, "Even if the things are yours, even you are mine. You

Do you think I can handle it?"

As if she was bound to turn all of yesterday's grievances on him, she raised her head and asked, "Am I a thing?"

Then he chuckled, "Okay, you kill me and I'll destroy my own things!"

The man's thin lips quivered in anger, "Zhu Yan! Don't push me any further. If you hadn't been frightened yesterday..."

"How!" Her pretty face suddenly raised and she stared at him. When she mentioned last night, her eyes turned red. She was really wronged, the wronged by being thrown away by him for the second time!

Yu Sicheng lowered his eyebrows, looking from her stubborn eyes to her red lips pursed out of grievance, like a pomegranate flower.

Her Adam's apple rolled slightly and she stopped talking. He suddenly raised his hand and held her raised face to support her stubbornness. He lowered his head and lowered his thin lips, and directly entered the entanglement without hesitation.

Zhu Yan was stunned for a moment. The atmosphere was obviously fierce, but it suddenly changed so quickly that she couldn't react.

Refusing to throw away the scarf in his hand, he could only push him with his other hand, "Asshole...go away! You..."

Because of her struggle, the man had to take her restless hands and restrain her. The big palm holding her cheek moved down because of her movements.

At that moment, Zhu Yan felt that his action of strangling her neck was not fierce or cruel. On the contrary, he was unspeakably domineering. She had never seen such a domineering man in movies or TV.

Zhu Yan tried to keep herself awake, but she gradually fell into a state of confusion.

Finally, he pinched her maliciously and said in her hoarse voice: "Let you go!"

When he spoke, his breath was obviously unstable, and he was just thinking about her body.

Although he said he would let her go, he did not distance himself from her. He still grabbed her breath very close, and then narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her, "Tang Si's scarf was also a gift from you?"

She originally wanted to nod her head, it would make her feel better if she pissed him off.

But when he saw those eyes as black as ink, he said, "A scarf is already tiring enough. Am I sick and thankless? I have to give it away and then get beaten by you again?"

After listening, the man curled his lips almost inaudibly, "It's good to know!"

Speaking of scarves, she lowered her head to look for something and found that it was already around his neck.

"Ugly." She glanced at it and commented rudely.

The man frowned, "Say it again?"

Zhu Yan pursed her lips and felt his hand on his waist become stronger, and he leaned closer.

Nono's change of tune: "I said the scarf was ugly, not you."

She usually faced him with a stubborn face, but suddenly she was so cowardly, which was inexplicably cute.

So when he let go of her and took off the scarf and put it in the cabinet, the man's mouth had a suspicious curve, which looked very nice.

After putting down the scarf, he found that she was still sitting on the cabinet. Yu Sicheng raised his eyebrows coolly, "Why don't you go down to eat and wait for me to continue?"

Zhu Yan didn't expect that he would suddenly say it so openly, and was slightly stunned.

Then just as she was about to jump down, he had already walked over, carried her over effortlessly, walked straight out of the bedroom, and then went downstairs.

Yue Can was probably preparing to go downstairs when he came out and saw someone coming out holding bamboo cigarettes. He blinked and hesitated for two seconds, "Forget it, I'd better not eat this plastic **!"

Then he turned back again!

The restaurant downstairs.

Zhu Yan reached for the chopsticks, but he took them away one step faster than her.

Then she was about to get the spoon, but unexpectedly he reached out and took it away again.

In the end, the bowl in front of her was moved over. Zhu Yan got angry and asked, "Are you going to let me eat it or not?"

The man moved his chair a little, his face was solemn, but his voice was calm, "Sit tight!"

After more than ten seconds, Zhu Yan seemed to understand what he wanted to do. Breakfast was already placed in her mouth, and he just stared at her, as if he was forcing her to take poison.

She frowned, "I'll do it myself!"

Yu Sicheng moved his hand back, waited for her to take it, and then fed it to him, "Open your mouth, don't wait for me to pry it open."

Bamboo Smoke: "..."

There is a feeling of forcing a condemned prisoner to eat his last meal, but isn’t it romantic when the male protagonist feeds the female protagonist on TV?

Oh no, he is the male protagonist, and she is not the female protagonist. At most, she is a female protagonist who will be discarded one day.

She cooperated and took a bite, but she still felt uneasy, especially uneasy, so she looked straight at him, with a pale expression on her face, "I tell you, don't think that I can forgive what happened last night."

"

The man took another spoonful of soup and said in a calm and calm tone, "It's your business whether you forgive me or not, and it's my business whether you do it or not."

Actually, Zhu Yan was a little surprised. She thought he would say something like "What qualifications do you have to talk about forgiveness?" After all, her identity was not his.

She was indeed hungry, so she almost stopped talking after that and ate her breakfast one bite after another.

Near the end, he took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth.

He was patient and careful throughout the whole process. His image was really different from his usual appearance. If he became like this overnight, anyone would find it weird. What happened to him?

Zhu Yan suddenly remembered that he seemed to have asked her twice if she would like him. Was it because he was trying so hard to make her like him?

Then just follow him. If she shows that she likes her, he will not be wary and will not be so cruel to her.

"Didn't you see enough?" Suddenly, I heard the man's deep voice in my ears.

She suddenly came to her senses and subconsciously turned her head to avoid his lips that almost touched her ear.

Swallowing dryly, she forced herself to blink calmly, "What did you just say to me?"

Before Yu Sicheng put down the bowl, he poured the leftover soup into his mouth. Then he wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully and said, "I want you to tailor a song for a person and make it a movie theme song."

He added: "I'll give you a salary."

Initially, Zhu Yan wanted to say that she didn't know how, but then she remembered that he knew her identity, so she reluctantly asked: "What movie?"

Yu Sicheng didn't seem to pay much attention to this matter, so he thought about the name of the movie for a few seconds and finally remembered: "Painting Love Chronicles?"

Zhu Yan didn't care much at first, but when he heard the name, he frowned slightly. Isn't this the title of the movie in which Xiao Ke is going to be the lead singer? The heroine seems to be called Hua Qing, and he forgot what dynasty she was a heroine of.
Chapter completed!