Fei Xiaoyao held back his hunger, took the potato chips, and sent him into the studio.
Watching him make a crisp sound when he eats potato chips, Fei Xiaoyao feels a little bit to cry.
Finally, taking advantage of Yang Shaoyan's carelessness, she slipped out, poured a glass of water to suppress the feeling of hunger, and finally walked back dejectedly.
After spending another hour in the studio, she kind of wanted to go to the toilet.
Just about to walk around, Yang Shaoyan said, "Let's start the next painting."
Fei Xiaoyao:? ?
She said: "Should I change my clothes?"
Yang Shaoyan shook his head: "No, this set is good."
"Then I shall change my shoes?"
Yang Shaoyan: "No need."
Fei Xiaoyao: "Then I will wash my face?"
Yang Shaoyan looked at her suspiciously: "Why are you doing so much?"
Fei Xiaoyao felt that her urination was a little turbulent and couldn't hold it anymore.
She stretched her chin and opened her mouth: "Then you wait a moment, I still have to prepare."
After speaking, he rushed out.
Yang Shaoyan:? ?
After Fei Xiaoyao was relaxed, she returned to the studio. Fortunately, Yang Shaoyan was lying on the sofa in a more casual posture this time.
She lay down directly, leaning on her arm, and Yang Shaoyan began to paint over there.
Maybe she was too hungry, or maybe she came to a new environment last night and she didn't rest well, or maybe it was getting late now, Fei Xiaoyao was lying there, suddenly feeling a little sleepy.
She tried to open her eyes wide, and she heard Yang Shaoyan open her mouth: "You don't have to stare so wide, just be normal."
Fei Xiaoyao nodded.
After her eyes didn't stare so wide, her thinking became a little divergent.
I don’t know how they repaired No. 006 in the laboratory. When can I replace it?
Also, there seems to be something wrong with the data for a scientific research project I am developing. When she goes back, she has to restart the calculation...
Thinking about it, her upper and lower eyelids slowly closed together, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Fei Xiaoyao didn't know how long she had slept this time, only it felt like a long, long time.
Then, she was awakened by the hand.
She felt her big hands rubbing around the back of her head.
She was so frightened that she opened her eyes suddenly and found herself still sitting on the sofa, and Yang Shaoyan was standing in front of her at this moment, curiously splitting her hair, looking for something on her head.
Fei Xiaoyao: "What are you looking for?"
Yang Shaoyan asked curiously: "Where is the charging plug?"
He also holds the charging cable in his hand, and the other end is already plugged into the power source.
Fei Xiaoyao:...
Fei Xiaoyao coughed: "Sorry, I still have electricity."
Yang Shaoyan frowned: "Then why are you on standby?"
Fei Xiaoyao:......! !
Fei Xiaoyao coughed: "It's just keeping a movement for a long time. I want to experience the feeling of sleep."
Yang Shaoyan was silent, and after a while, he stretched out his finger: "Can I touch your face?"
Fei Xiaoyao: "Okay."
Yang Shaoyan is tall and usually likes to wear casual and loose sweaters. At this moment, he bends over, carefully stretched out his fingers, touched her cheeks, and immediately opened his mouth: "Is women's skin so smooth?"
Fei Xiaoyao:...
She is here, her face hasn't been washed, her skin care products are useless, she's still smooth ass!
However, the man's slender fingers, under the light of the light, turned out to be particularly beautiful.
When he concentrated on doing this, his eyes were extremely serious, and the light pupils under his long eyelashes were a little bit persistent.
Moreover, between his fingers, the special coldness made her face touched as if irritated, and the roots of her ears were a little red.
Fei Xiaoyao's gaze was a little evasive. She coughed and said, "Okay? If it's all right, you should rest, Mr. Yang."
Yang Shaoyan laughed: "Okay."
He looked very beautiful when he laughed.
At this moment, "Gu Gu..." Fei Xiaoyao's stomach screamed, breaking the silence in the room.