"Do you know you've been staring at this painting for a long time?" Seser didn't notice a sour smell in his words. "If the woman in this painting is not your sweetheart, why are you looking at her so obsessedly..." As he said that, he subconsciously reached out to touch the painting.

"Don't touch." Ye Yuan said the word "short" without any warmth, and she stunned her hand in the air.

Seser was really angry and pouted and complained: "What's wrong with me? Isn't it just a painting? It depends on what your baby looks like."

"I didn't have enough of the incense that day? I'm here to make things happen again." Ye Yuan's expressionless face, "Do you think I'm too kind or do you think I'm too long?"

When talking about the incident that day made Sesse feel embarrassed, she talked to him in a good voice. However, this man was so ignorant, neglecting her again and again, and teasing her!

But she was also a stubborn person who was unyielding. She was instantly angry and pulled the painting off the hook in anger, causing Ye Yuan, who was sitting there, to lift the eyes of him with no action.

"I want to take a good look." At this moment, the anger overshadowed the fear. Seser looked down at the scroll in his hand seriously, and sighed sarcastically, "Well... he is a beauty? He looks like a lady from a wealthy family? Which socialite is it? Why? She doesn't like you?"

She didn't realize that Ye Yuan's eyes were getting colder and colder: "Put the painting back and don't ask for trouble."

"I'm not!" Seser seemed to be competing with him, "If you don't tell me again, I'll burn it!"

As she said that, she made a gesture to turn the painting aside, trying to get close to the fire of the tea on the table, but at this moment, Ye Yuan shook his arms with his eyes, and then a strong wind blew for no reason. Se Se felt unprepared and felt a powerful pulling force, as if he was suddenly pulled forward by an invisible hand. In the blink of an eye, he approached Ye Yuan's wrist, and his wrist was pinched, blocking her inertia's impulse to pour into his arms.

"You..." Seser was immediately frightened by her and glared at Ye Yuan from above, close to his face.

"For the sake of the Lord of the Pure Land, I don't want to kill people here." His face was as cold as ice, and he took the painting from her soft and loose hand calmly. His eyes raised lightly, giving her a hint of coldness and arrogance, "But you are really annoying."

Seser had not had time to be sad for his hurt words, and the severe pain in his wrist bone almost made her cry. "It hurts so much..." She struggled hard, but couldn't get rid of his hand. "Let go quickly! Do you understand and cherish me! My hand is about to be cut off by you..."

Ye Yuan let his hand coldly. Although it was not his intention, he still used a vicious force when he let go, and suddenly pushed Sesse out a few steps and fell to the ground.

"From now on, please three feet away from me." He stood up from the bench without any mercy, "Don't try to approach me anymore and find out anything about me, otherwise the next time I will cut off will not be your hand, but your neck."

Seser, who was lying on the ground, was afraid that she had fallen and hurt, and she couldn't get up for a moment. She looked really pitiful. She bit her lips aggrievedly and looked at the man holding his painting with a grievance. Her white clothes flew past her like snow, leaving her slowly, and a hint of coldness suddenly arose when he passed by.

Seser was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he could only curse in his heart: Improper! No grace! No humanity!
Chapter completed!