After staying for a few seconds, Zhang Ziyi came back to her senses and exclaimed: "Rogue!"

After saying that, he threw the brush in his hand over.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it." Ye Haochuan was extremely depressed, took the brush and apologized repeatedly.

Zhang Ziyi trembled sharply and stamped her feet: "I think you did it on purpose."

After saying that, she grabbed everything on the coffee table again, throwing whatever she caught at Ye Haochuan.

Ye Haochuan stretched out his hand repeatedly and caught the same thing, mobile phone, wine bottle, snacks, juice...

In the end, Zhang Ziyi had nothing to throw away and wanted to move the coffee table up and smash it over, but the thing was too bulky, so she had to shout: "Get out, get out quickly!"

At this time, Ye Haochuan calmed down and said, "Please, as for it? I haven't seen your body..."

Zhang Ziyi said angrily: "You still say it?"

Ye Haochuan said speechlessly, "Besides, how could I know you were painting in the living room?"

"Shut up your crow's mouth, how could we know you came out of the balcony?" Zhang Ziyi said loudly.

"I originally wanted to go to the balcony and go upstairs directly, but isn't the building manager not sure?" Ye Haochuan said helplessly.

"Then you should at least call before you come!" Zhang Ziyi glared at her hatefully.

"In the afternoon, didn't you agree to me to come here and paint one for me? I thought you knew..."

Ye Haochuan said, suddenly his nostrils felt a little strange. When he reached out and touched, his hands were covered in blood.

Oh my god, I actually had a nosebleed!

Ye Haochuan was so depressed.

When Zhang Ziyi saw that his nostrils were bleeding, she immediately woke up. She was still wearing sexy pajamas. Now she was fine, but she was exposed to him and was so embarrassing.

"You... still see?" Zhang Ziyi blushed and threatened with a pink fist.

"Okay, okay, I don't look at it, can't I not look at it?" Ye Haochuan reached out to cover his eyes.

But how could he miss such a good thing? There was a small gap between his fingers, his eyes wide open, and he wished he could feast his eyes.

Zhang Ziyi didn't know that he was playing tricks, so she hurried to her room while he was covering her eyes.

Wow, I didn’t expect Zi Yi to have a big breast and a very hot figure.

Ye Haochuan couldn't help swallowing.

There was no one in the living room. Ye Haochuan was bored for a moment. His eyes fell on the coffee table and looked down. He couldn't help but feel happy. It turned out to be a comic.

The content of the comic is very interesting, and the protagonist in the comic is not someone else, but himself.

However, the style of the protagonist seems to have been uglied, his head is obviously beyond the normal proportion, much larger, and his expression is extremely exaggerated. He is a big-headed son who is alive.

The scene in the comics is clearly in the classroom. I am standing on the podium, giving a gaze and talking, and there are many students listening in the audience.

The narration is also quite interesting. It is mostly a conversation between you and your students in class, with humorous and classic sentences.

Hey, this Ziyi is very attentive!

Ye Haochuan smiled and said that these dozens of drawing papers were not something that could be drawn in a short time, and he was probably secretly drawn during class.

Suddenly, Zhang Ziyi came out again and changed into a refreshing dress. However, her face was obviously a bit unfair, and she wanted to swallow him alive.

Ye Haochuan knew the reason was wrong and smiled: "Have you come out?"

Zhang Ziyi snorted, ignored him, obviously a little angry with him.

Seeing her like this, Ye Haochuan quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, when will we start?"

"I have already drawn it for you." Zhang Ziyi said, pulling out a piece of drawing paper from the drawing board.

Ye Haochuan looked down and saw a portrait of a person on the drawing paper.

Oh, are you playing with me? I'm going to take off my pants, so you can show me this?

Ye Haochuan said speechlessly: "Didn't you say you would paint the human body for me? Why is this?"

Zhang Ziyi said lightly: "Isn't the portrait painting of a human body?"

"No, no, I'm talking about the kind of people who don't wear any clothes..."

Before Ye Haochuan finished speaking, Zhang Ziyi smiled and said, "You said nude painting? Then didn't you say it earlier? However, I didn't agree to draw this for you."

In an instant, Ye Haochuan felt like he was trapped. He was about to use his three-inch tongue to coax Zhang Ziyi to draw a picture for himself, but Zhang Ziyi seemed to know what he wanted to do, so she stretched and hummed: "It's getting late, Xiao Yezi, I'm going to sleep."

Xiao Yezi? I? What do you think of Xiao Ye for?

Ye Haochuan was speechless, and he felt so angry that he felt so angry that he was so helpless about Zhang Ziyi.

But what I never expected was that Zhang Ziyi felt extremely sad. She suddenly turned her feet indifferently, then leaned back and fell down.

"Be careful!" Ye Haochuan was shocked, and quickly walked a few steps, rushed forward, and held her in his arms.

So soft!

Ye Haochuan held his hand on Zhang Ziyi's waist and buttocks, and the soft feeling of his hand made him feel distracted.

"Let go..." Zhang Ziyi shouted with a hint of shyness and anxiousness as she felt one of his hands resting on her hips.

"Hehe, sorry!"

Ye Haochuan quickly helped Zhang Ziyi up, saying a little embarrassed, but took the opportunity to touch her again.

"You..." Zhang Ziyi's face turned slightly red.

She hurriedly pushed him away, but she was about to walk forward, but unexpectedly, she felt a stiffness between her waist. She exclaimed and then subconsciously covered her waist.

"What's wrong?" Ye Haochuan looked a little strange.

"I just twisted my waist." Zhang Ziyi frowned slightly and gently pressed her waist.

"This won't sprain your waist, right?" Ye Haochuan said.

"My waist was injured when I was a child. It has always been a disease. If you are not careful, you will sprain." Zhang Ziyi frowned and said with a desperate pain.

"Ah, why don't I help you?" Ye Haochuan said hurriedly.

"No, no need." Thinking of his favorite way to touch his hands and feet when he was treated, Zhang Ziyi was a little worried and waved her hand quickly.

"When is it now? I'll talk about this?" Ye Haochuan said without saying a word, picked her up horizontally and headed towards her bedroom.

"No need..." Zhang Ziyi exclaimed softly.

But I don’t know what’s going on, but in his arms, she feels very comfortable and down-to-earth security.

After slowly putting Zhang Ziyi on the bed, Ye Haochuan immediately started a perspective inspection and soon found that her waist bone was slightly misaligned, and it had been a bit long.

"Ziyi, don't move around. Your waist is not smooth, no wonder it is easy to sprain. I'll give you a massage first, then give you a few injections, and then take a good care of it for a period of time to recover." Ye Haochuan said.

"Um."

At this point, Zhang Ziyi wanted to say no to refuse. She really didn't want to endure the pain of often spraining her waist.

Then, Ye Haochuan slowly lifted her clothes up, and her white and smooth waist was exposed.
Chapter completed!