Chapter 884

Although worried, but after all, Chu Zheng had called in, so ye Fei didn't take care of Su Mo Han. She looked up at Chu Zheng who was still standing in front of the door and said with a smile, "Why are you still standing there, being a door god?"

Looking at her smiling face and listening to her greeting, even if he knew clearly that he shouldn't, Chu Zheng was like a demon. His feet were not his own, and he walked towards Ye Fei uncontrollably.

In the eyes, in the mind, all became her smile appearance, a little bit overlapped with the memory.

Chu Zheng sat on the chair beside Ye Fei's bed. He was always so close to her. From the beginning, he was very cramped. After so long, he was still so restrained.

"Just now Su Mo praised me for my talent in painting. Can I draw one for you?" Ye Fei takes the initiative to open her mouth, and some can't wait to see if she has talent.

Chu Zheng stared at her jade like cat eyes and nodded involuntarily, as if he would nod no matter what she said to himself.

Seeing his nod, ye Fei was overjoyed, so she turned to look for the paper and planned to draw a good one.

Chu Zheng recovered a little bit, and then turned to help her find it. After a while, she found a blank book and gave it to Ye Fei, who put the book on the cushion on her leg and looked at Chu Zheng carefully.

Chu Zheng's ears were a little hot when she looked at him. Whenever she swept his eyes, he felt guilty and "just avoided". Unconsciously, he exuded a lot of sweat.

"Chu Zheng? Are you hot? " Ye Fei asked.

Chu Zheng's face turned red again. He shook his head and said, "no..."

"How was your last injury? At that time, I was scared to death. Su Mohan, an asshole, actually shot. It was just crazy... "

Listening to her concern for himself, Chu Zheng's eyes showed a touch of tenderness and said in a soft voice: "I'm ok. My Lord has avoided the crucial point."

Ye Fei still has some sense of guilt to open a way: "it's all I've implicated you. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have suffered so much."

"It's none of your business. It's my fault It's a mistake you shouldn't have made. " Chu Zheng opened his mouth in a soft voice, and his eyes were gloomy.

Originally, they were chatting with each other, but ye Fei gradually got into the state and drew a picture carefully on the white paper

Chu Zheng is very quiet sitting in the same place, no longer open to disturb, ye Fei will bow her head, will look up, carefully at the man in front of her, but it is somewhat professional.

His appearance is far from as beautiful as Su Mohan's, but it seems to make people feel very comfortable. However, there is a slight indifference in this kind of comfort, which is different from Su Mohan's ostentatious and incisive coldness. His coldness seems to be hidden in his gentle jade.

Ye Fei observes very carefully and writes carefully. She is seldom so serious and serious.

Because the paper is bigger, ye Feifei's paintings are bigger. In addition, she just scribbled casually before, but this time she was full of energy, so it took longer. However, her usual sleepiness and tiredness disappeared after she picked up the brush. With a heart, they gradually became peaceful

It was not until more than six o'clock in the evening that ye Feifei raised her head and rubbed her sore neck. She noticed the time. She couldn't help saying to Chu Zheng, "I didn't expect that it was so fast..."