Seeing her excited expression, Fang Zhihan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Why should I give it to you?"
Yu Gangan opened his mouth in shock, speechless, and was filled with complaints. Of course such ugly photos must be destroyed, how could they be leaked out
"Of course you have to give me my photo." She softened her voice and smiled at Fang Zhihan.
"Oh." It was a simple word but it was drawn out very long. The rejection in his eyes was undisguised, and he had no intention of giving at all.
Yu Gangan said in a good voice, "As long as you give it to me, I can do anything."
Fang Zhihan raised his eyes slightly: "What's really going on? It's all done?"
Of course, everything can't be done. Yu Gangan felt that his words were framed and full of calculations. She smiled and said indifferently: "It's just a photo. If you want it, just take it." Well, I don’t care at all.”
Don't care? How could you not care!
No matter what woman, she cannot tolerate having her ugly photos taken away by someone who may have bad intentions.
Naturally, Yu Gangan would not allow it.
This is her home. If he doesn't give it to her, she can take it herself.
As long as the photo is in her home, she will be able to find it.
Yu Gangan waited until Fang Zhihan went to bed, and then quietly came to the door. She was the owner of this bedroom, so she naturally had the key.
However, Fang Zhihan slept without locking the door.
The bedroom was pitch dark, and Fang Zhihan was lying on the bed, with an arm gently placed on his eyes, looking like he was already asleep.
Just in case, Yu Gangan stood at the door for a while, feeling that Fang Zhihan showed no signs of waking up, and then walked in quietly.
The only place in her bedroom where photos can be placed is on the desk or bedside table.
Most of the things on the desk were hers. She looked through them a little and didn't see the photos, so she had to put them on the bedside table.
Although this was her bedroom, why did she feel guilty the longer she stayed there, as if she was a thief
Yu Gangan glanced at Fang Zhihan on the bed, tiptoed to the bedside, and opened the bedside cabinet bit by bit.
The room suddenly lit up.
Yu Gangan was slightly startled, his heart beating wildly, and when he raised his eyes, he met a pair of deep eyes.
Fang Zhihan woke up and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.
He sat lazily on the bedside, and the light fell on him, as if surrounded by a layer of faint golden light, outlining the outline of his facial features as perfect as a sculpture, and his sharp and shrewd eyes showed no sign of slackness, which showed that he had no trace of relaxation at all. Just didn't sleep.
Yu Gangan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he smiled lightly while suppressing the panic in his heart.
Fang Zhihan opened his lips and asked, "What are you doing in my room at midnight?"
Yu Gangan calmly stepped away, staying far away from someone, and then laughed twice, "I have something, come here to look for it?"
"What are you looking for?"
Fang Zhihan stood up from the bed. His tall and straight body gave people an inexplicable sense of suffocation.
"Find some clothes to wear tomorrow. It seems I didn't bring them over..." Yu Gangan looked at the direction of the door guiltily and prepared to leave.
As soon as she turned around, her wrist was grabbed, and with an irresistible force, she was pulled over and pressed against the wall of the bedside table.
Fang Zhihan trapped her between his chest and the wall, and said in a low voice: "Looking for clothes, need to look through the bedside table?"
Yu Gangan: "..."
(End of chapter)