Chapter 1450 Sleeping Under the Same Roof

Looking at Jiang Qiran's dissatisfied face, Ye Linlang was a little bit dumbfounded.

In fact, she was very happy to see Jiang Qiran's corner deflated.

However, Ye Linlang also knew very well that the reason why Grandma Zhao was so targeted at Jiang Qiran was because she had never explained her grudges with Jiang Qiran.

In Zhao Wanqin's mind, Jiang Qiran probably has the image of a tough scumbag!

…

Ye Linlang was secretly happy in her heart, but she was embarrassed to let Jiang Qiran take the blame for so long, so she said she wanted to invite Jiang Qiran, Zhao Wanqin, and Shangguan Luo to have a meal together.

This time Zhao Wanqin holds an art exhibition in City A. As a nominal disciple, of course she must give her full support.

…

Ye Linlang reached out and tugged on Jiang Qiran's sleeve, looking at his deflated look with some teasing.

"What, are you angry?"

When Jiang Qiran saw Ye Linlang secretly having fun, the discomfort in her heart suddenly disappeared.

It's really strange, because looking at Ye Linlang's smile, it seems that all the worries can be abandoned.

As long as this girl is willing to stay with him, it will last forever.

Jiang Qiran, who used to be a cold and hard iceberg, was willing to refine it into a soft iceberg for this person.

"Not angry..." Jiang Qiran shook his head at Ye Linlang, and then added: "Does your master want us to have dinner with her on the weekend?"

Ye Linlang nodded playfully.

"Yes, yes, and my master is holding a painting exhibition on the weekends. My master is amazing. He is an internationally renowned painter! His style is a combination of Chinese and Western styles. You can tell me whether you want to or not!"

When Ye Linlang talked about Zhao Wanqin, her eyes lit up with joy. The sun shone on her porcelain-white face, shining with an almost transparent color, so gentle and beautiful.

Jiang Qiran listened to Ye Linlang's statement with a smile, her expression becoming more and more doting.

——He could hear the tone that made Ye Linlang so proud. Presumably, the old lady named Zhao Wanqin must have helped Ye Linlang a lot.

Jiang Qiran rarely felt grateful to anyone.

However, at this moment, Jiang Qiran was really grateful to Zhao Wanqin.

During the five years when Ye Linlang was homeless in Dongchen Kingdom, if Zhao Wanqin hadn't first extended a helping hand to her, perhaps Ye Linlang wouldn't be as heartless as she is now.

She is Ye Linlang's noble person.

…

Ye Linlang kept talking about Zhao Wanqin's various deeds, such as when he won another international award, and when he went to various prestigious schools in Dongchen Kingdom to give lectures...

Jiang Qiran didn't want to hear what Zhao Wanqin was doing, but he couldn't help but feel happy from Ye Linlang's adoring expression.

Even so, after ten minutes of Ye Linlang praising Zhao Waqin in all kinds of ways, Jiang Qiran couldn't help but criticize Ye Linlang.

"Linlang, you have just said this once. Your master is an international famous painter. If that famous teacher produces a great apprentice, your painting skills will also be very good? Huh?"

Ye Linlang was stunned when she heard this, and immediately blushed when Jiang Qiran asked her about her level.

"I am a hobby player! This is not my major in college."

Jiang Qiran saw that she was embarrassed, and the joy on her face became more and more obvious.

He lowered his head in a good mood and kissed Ye Linlang's forehead.

"Then... interest player, do you have the honor to invite you to draw a picture for me?"

The clear male voice like spring water passed through the eardrums, making Ye Linlang couldn't help but flash back to various scenes in the past five years.

The smile on her face disappeared, and she suddenly remembered how many portraits of Zhang Jiang Qiran she had painted in the past five years.

And... there were many paintings that she thought were pretty good, so she hid them in her suitcase and brought them back to Kyushu Country.

Every day and night during the past five years of separation, Ye Linlang could only miss him by painting Jiang Qiran's portrait.

Of course, those were Jiang Qiran's faces five years ago.

He was a little more youthful than he is now, somewhere between a man and a boy. He was a clean and clear boy.

Seeing that Ye Linlang was silent and suddenly lost his smile, Jiang Qiran's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Ye Linlang's painting skills were too poor and he was too embarrassed to draw himself.

He quickly tightened Ye Linlang's hand with a serious expression.

"I'm just kidding, if you don't want to draw me, that's okay."

"Well, let's talk about it later when we have a chance."

Ye Linlang's long hair was winding. She lowered her head slightly, and her delicate and clear face was hidden in the shadows. For a moment, it was impossible to see what Ye Linlang was thinking.

Jiang Qiran originally wanted to ask Ye Linlang about Zhao Wanqin, the cheap master, because the name seemed familiar, but when he saw Ye Linlang like this, the rest of his thoughts were immediately thrown out of the sky.

I just want to make Ye Linlang happy.

Before meeting Ye Linlang, Jiang Qiran would never have thought that he could become so unprincipled when he met someone he liked.

No, maybe it's principled.

As long as Ye Linlang is happy.

As long as Ye Linlang is willing to stay with him.

As for the rest, it doesn't matter.

He was willing to be that mediocre and unscrupulous monarch for Ye Linlang, as long as his beloved could always be by his side.

…

That night, Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran stayed in City S and returned to City A early tomorrow morning.

However, Jiang Qiran was not ready to tell her parents about herself and Ye Linlang for the time being.

So I didn't go back to Fontainebleau, but checked into a five-star hotel under the Dichen Group.

Ye Linlang hadn't slept under the same roof with Jiang Qiran for a long time.

She was a little uncomfortable and slightly uneasy.

Because there was only one bed in the luxurious suite Jiang Qiran booked.

Ye Linlang was really not prepared for what would happen.

…

But this night was really beyond Ye Linlang's expectation.

Jiang Qiran did nothing. After they both took a shower, Jiang Qiran watched a worthless eight o'clock TV series with her for a while.

Then the two of them fell asleep.

Although lying under the same quilt, Jiang Qiran was really... incredibly well-behaved.

Anyway, the bed is large, more than enough for several adult men.

Jiang Qiran also consciously slept on the far right, quite far away from Ye Linlang.

If things were like this, Ye Linlang should be very happy. After all, she didn't have to worry about what would happen.

But Jiang Qiran really didn't do anything, and Ye Linlang felt inexplicably disappointed.

When we met in the restaurant that time, wasn't Jiang Qiran particularly... fierce?

Why suddenly...

…

Well, what happened to me?

Ye Linlang tossed and turned under the quilt for a while. It was probably one or two in the morning, and Jiang Qiran was already fast asleep.

Ye Linlang crossed her arms and sat up.

She looked at the young man breathing heavily on the other side from a distance that was neither long nor short.

Got it!

No matter if she is naive or not!

Ye Linlang had a plan in mind and was going to find a pen to draw a turtle on Jiang Qiran's face!