Big Shot’s Reincarnation Sweeps the World

  Chapter 355 The little monster is too fragrant, what should I do if it is swollen?

  Sheng Yang just cut a piece of thread with scissors, Yi Juncheng hissed lightly, Sheng Yang glanced at him faintly, and said nothing.

   Gao Feng confided in his heart: Master’s acting skills are really good, there is no trace of performance.

  Shengyang cut a section again, Yi Juncheng was lightly hissing again, and there was fine sweat on his forehead, which became more and more like a fairy who harmed the country and the people. Sheng Yang glanced at him again, still unmoved.

  Yi Jun bends his lips and is not in a hurry, but it is no longer a fuss.

  Yangyang's heart is very transparent. He didn't use anesthetics when stitching, and he didn't make a sound. How could he call out when the stitches were removed? This is not scientific at all. So, this is just a little fun between the two of them.

  After disconnecting the thread, Shengyang stood up and said, "It's okay, I'm leaving."

  Nothing to remember.

  If it hadn't been for Sheng Yang's sentence that day, Yi Juncheng would have doubted whether she had no thoughts about herself at all, but fortunately he heard it that day.

  Yi Jun smiled at her and raised his eyebrows, “You don’t want to see a painting I bought again? There is a hidden treasure route in the mechanism.”

  Splendid eyes suddenly brightened, and the raised foot was also put back, "Okay!"

  Yi Juncheng used to be a bit resentful for her doing this, but now she is gradually relieved, it doesn't matter, he is the last laugh.

  Beside the Gaofeng station, I was embarrassed to say that the painting was painted by the master himself, and the mechanism was also designed by the master himself, for the sake of Ms. Tao Lu Sheng, and keep her.

  Hey, speaking of it, he has never seen the master pay so much attention to him, why people, and what matters.

  Shengyang obediently followed Yi Juncheng to the collection room in the secret room. Gao Feng retired consciously. During the time he went to Africa, he thought a lot and gained a lot...

  The candlelight flickered in the secret room, the light was dim, and the white porcelain-like skin against the backdrop was a little hazy, and it became more and more dreamy. Sheng Yang was watching the painting intently, studying it bit by bit.

  Yi Juncheng watched her by the side, while willing to be a tool man, handed her a magnifying glass and other tools.

  Not long after, Sheng Yang noticed something strange. Yi Juncheng had already found paper and pen, and Sheng Yang could use it with ease. She didn't notice anything wrong.

  She bent over, lowered her head, considered extremely serious, completely immersed in it.

  Yi Jun couldn't help but stretched out his hand, this time he didn't back down, because the hand could no longer be controlled, he stretched out his hand and squeezed her face.

  Full of elasticity, delicate skin texture, and excellent hand feeling.

  She frowned, his heart moved, but he did not blindly retract his hand.

  She quickly lowered her head and continued to calculate the problem. It turned out that it was not because of him, but it was just a small bottleneck.

  Yi Juncheng took a sigh of relief, and thought it was a little funny, when would he be scared about a little thing?

  But Shengyang still hadn't had time to finish the calculation. Midway, Gao Feng sent a message through the sound transmission system, "Master, there is a visitor from the Sheng family. It is Miss Sheng's mother. Someone at home is looking for Miss Sheng."

  Yi Jun accepts and twists his eyebrows. Why is there always someone interrupting their short date?

  The little monster is so popular, even though he was given a little reassurance, he still has no sense of security.

  Someone came to Shengyang, but Yi Juncheng wouldn’t make any claims, and interrupted her. Shengyang was halfway through, and she was still a little bit impatient. He was impatient, "What’s the matter?"

   But in the face of Yi Juncheng, there is still nothing dry in her pupils.

  (End of this chapter)