Hearing this, a charming smile appeared on Chong Chong's face again, "Young Master Yu, you really know how to care for others!"
"I only have one rule, and you must abide by it, otherwise, I will immediately stop the overdraft authority of this bank card."
"Say!" Seeing Rong Yu being so serious, Chong Chong acted very piously.
"I can only find you, not you! No matter when or where we meet, you can't take the initiative to say hello to me."
"I thought it was a big deal! That's it! Don't worry, I understand! I just have to do it so that Rong Rong can't see any flaws." Chong Chong started to pounce on Wen Lan again.
"It's not Rongrong! It's everyone! Including in front of me! As long as I don't speak, you can't take the initiative to strike up a conversation! Do you understand? It's like we don't have such a relationship at all!"
Although I didn't understand it, the temptation of that golden bank card was too great. Chong Chong nodded ignorantly, "Yes! I remember it! From now on, you are my God!"
"Okay, now I'll give you the first task..." Wen Lan whispered in Chong Chong's ear.
The noisy city did not affect the tranquility of the villa area. The place Rong Yu found for Ermo was really like a paradise. He seemed to be doing his best to protect this angel.
Late at night, Ermo was painting silently in the studio alone. She didn't realize that there was another person behind her. She painted so seriously that she finally put down the brush, reached out and gently touched the face of the person in the painting, happily
Laughed
Ever since his sketch was taken away by him, I felt empty in my heart. Although he was already standing beside me, I don't know why, but there was always a trace of loss in my heart. Maybe it was the painting that kept me company.
For so long, looking at the portraits and talking to each other every day has become an indispensable process in my life.
"Whether your name is Feng or Yu, I love you the same!"
Hearing Ermo's whisper, the people behind him couldn't help but tremble in their hearts and let out a deep sigh.
Ermo was stunned, turned his head suddenly, and saw Rong Yu's haggard face.
"Yu!" Ermo stood up from the chair, rushed to the door happily, and jumped into his arms.
It's so good, every time I think about him in my mind, he appears in front of me! Could this be the legendary telepathy?
"You're still not sleeping at this late hour?" Wen Lan gently pushed Ermo away. He suppressed the jealousy in his heart. She now only saw that person in her eyes and heart!
"Then you are still the same. You come here to see me so late? You have dark circles under your eyes! Are you tired from work?" Ermo carefully held his cheek with his little hands and looked at it with pity.
"You still like to draw like you did when you were a child!"
Wen Lan's eyes were fixed on the painting folder in front of him. He knew that the painting was not of him! It was of Rong Yu! The man who was indistinguishable from himself!
"After all, I am a student in the design department, so I cannot lose these basic skills."
Ermo was a little embarrassed because he secretly drew a sketch of him and he caught him again.
"I came here to tell you something." Wen Lan withdrew her gaze and smiled slightly.
"What's the matter? Are you in such a hurry?" Ermo suddenly flashed his big eyes, which made Wen Lan feel a surge in his heart.