After rebirth, my wealthy ex-husband pushed me against the wall and kissed me

Shen Tingnuo used a steamed bun to erase the wrong lines and calmed down his depressed mood.

"I didn't mean to not draw you, but please don't accuse me of that."

Jiang Huai walked straight to the easel and placed a hand as soft as jade gently on the easel. His fingertips were slender and the joints were distinct, so beautiful that it looked like a painting by God.

Even the fingers look good.

Shen Tingnuo stared at his hands, thinking to himself.

Jiang Huai smiled and said casually, "Little liar, since you don't want to draw me, then why are you sighing? Since you came here, you have sighed thirty-six times."

"Are there so many?" Shen Tingnuo suspected that Jiang Huai was cheating her, but she had no evidence.

"Of course not, my ears are almost calloused." Jiang Huai stepped back and sat by the window, one foot on the soft chair, chin resting on his knees, "Tell me, what's bothering you."

Shen Tingnuo put down the pen and steamed bun in his hand and said in a bad mood: "I want a camera, but this camera belongs to someone else, and it was broken and sent to the mall for repair. I have no money and can't leave the hospital, so I can't get the camera."

"Just for such a small matter?" Jiang Huai raised his eyebrow.

"You don't understand, that camera is very important to me." Shen Tingnuo grabbed his tangled hair in annoyance.

Jiang Huai raised his head, facing the direction of Shen Tingnuo, and waved his hand: "Come here."

"What? I'm too lazy to move." Shen Tingnuo said, "Just say what you want to say."

Jiang Huai burst out laughing, perhaps amused by her "wild and unruly" nature, and said calmly: "It's just a broken camera. If you want it, I'll get it for you."

Shen Tingnuo's eyes lit up. Thinking of the bodyguards guarding the fifth floor, she stood up and threw herself next to the soft chair, and asked with sparkling eyes: "Really?"

Jiang Huai raised the corners of his lips and lowered his eyes following the voice. A kitten seemed to appear in front of him, with its ears pricked up, looking at him expectantly, its furry tail wagging.

It seemed that if he opened his mouth to refuse, the kitten's ears would droop, its eyes would become dim, and even its tail would stop wagging, looking aggrieved, and it might even stretch out its claws to scratch people in annoyance.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face widened.

Seeing that he was just smiling but not expressing anything, Shen Tingnuo grabbed his arm with her two little hands and shook it, "Why don't you say something? Stop laughing. What's so funny about this?"

The girl's not-so-pleasant low and hoarse voice was heard in his ears. Jiang Huai moved his fingertips slightly, and suddenly he had a desire to see what she looked like.

He raised his hand and touched her eyebrows with his fingertips. His fingertips were warm, and he could clearly feel that her skin was young and smooth at that moment. She should not be very old.

Shen Tingnuo tilted his head back to avoid his outstretched hand, his voice dry and low, and a little buzzing: "What are you doing? You almost poked my eye."

Jiang Huai tilted his ear, becoming more certain that her voice was not just unpleasant, and joy appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"I didn't do anything. I just wanted to feel what you look like. I'm a little curious whether you are as indescribable as your voice."

Shen Tingnuo was depressed. "I've already said it before. I accidentally hurt my vocal cords. My voice used to be so beautiful! Also, I'm a beauty, super super beautiful. If you don't believe me, just touch me!"

After saying that, in order to prove that she was not lying, she took the initiative to grab Jiang Huai's hands and cover her little face.

Jiang Huai curved his brows calmly, looking silly and unable to be provoked.

He explored her little face inch by inch with his fingertips, and depicted her facial features bit by bit in his mind, but no matter how hard he imagined, he still couldn't imagine what she really looked like.

He wanted to see what she looked like, instead of relying on the touch of his fingertips to imagine another her that didn't exist like he was doing now.

For the first time since he woke up, Jiang Huai felt the urge to see the light again.

Shen Tingnuo let his fingers wander over her face, sniffing the faint bitter smell of medicine emanating from him. She asked smugly and a little narcissistically, "How is it? Did you figure out what I look like? Am I so beautiful that you're speechless?"

"Heh." Jiang Huai took his hand back, put his fingertips on his lips and chuckled, "It's really so beautiful that I'm speechless."

There was a warmth in his smiling voice, like the sun shining on one's body, but for some reason, Shen Tingnuo always felt that he was laughing at her.

Since she needed help from someone, she didn't know what to say, so she stretched out her index finger and poked the back of his hand from time to time.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Huai lowered his head, his hollow black eyes "looking" at her accurately.

Shen Tingnuo said shyly: "Can you help me get the camera? In return, how about I draw for you for free?"

"Not very good." Jiang Huai shook his head, with the corners of his mouth curled up in an ambiguous way.

Shen Tingnuo slumped over her shoulders in frustration, mumbling, "Men are unreliable as expected."

"What are you talking about?" After hearing what she said, Jiang Huai flicked her forehead with his fingertips and said, "You don't have to draw for me for free. As long as you need a model, I can provide you with free service. As for your camera, write me the address and I'll ask someone to get it back for you."

Shen Tingnuo stroked the forehead where she was hit. It didn't hurt, but it felt strange, especially when she heard Jiang Huai's words "providing free service". She felt that it was a bit too ambiguous and quietly moved her feet back.

Jiang Huai heard her little action and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shen Tingnuo stood up in a panic and said, "I'll write you the address!"

Jiang Huai had no doubts and faced Shen Tingnuo calmly.

It seemed that no matter where Shen Tingnuo was standing, he could always find him first.

With a few strokes of the pen, Shen Tingnuo tore off the address written on the white paper and handed it to Jiang Huai.

"Here, the address is here. Don't let the bodyguards take someone's camera."

She warned worriedly.

Jiang Huai couldn't see it, so he grabbed in the air twice and said calmly, "You know the camera belongs to someone else, but you still want it. What's the difference between your behavior and robbery?"

Shen Tingnuo grabbed his empty hand, put the paper with the address on it in his palm, and explained guiltily: "It's because the camera is too important to me. After I get the contents recorded in it, I will return the camera. I know the owner of the camera."

Jiang Huai's fingertips gently slid across her palm, pinching the paper with the address, and said slowly: "Oh, it turns out that it was an acquaintance who committed the crime."

Shen Tingnuo rubbed the strange feeling from his palm, pouted and said, "If you laugh at me again, I won't come to your place again!"

Although this guy is good-looking, he is just too annoying. He always makes fun of her voice or other things about her, as if he has nothing else to do in his life except making fun of her.

Alas, sometimes she wondered, what would happen to him in the future without her?

"Are you angry?" Jiang Huai listened carefully to her tone and discerned her emotional changes.