"You are not allowed to see that man again. His feelings for you are more than just friendship."

Rong Jing pinched Su Yinwan's cheek and reminded her.

Men naturally understand men's thoughts.

He was certain that Jiang Yubai liked Su Yinwan.

"How could that be? You're overthinking it. No, we're just best friends, there's no inappropriate relationship between us."

If Jiang Yubai really likes her, why doesn't he confess to her?

When you like someone, you'll express your feelings instead of hiding them.

Su Yinwan thought to herself that Jiang Yubai wouldn't like her.

Even if it's love, it's the older brother's love for his younger sister.

Seeing that she didn't take it seriously, Rong Jing leaned down and gently nibbled on her collarbone.

It wasn't very hard, so it didn't hurt.

Su Yinwan felt an itch, like being scratched by a kitten's paws.

"What a jealous guy."

She gently grasped Rong Jing's hair, as if smoothing down a frizzy kitten.

"How about we draw a picture? You draw me, and I'll draw you, okay?"

Su Yinwan thought her idea was really good.

"Um?"

"The paintbrushes and other supplies are in the room. Do you want to bring them with you?"

"I'll listen to Mrs. Rong."

The man's expression softened somewhat.

Su Yinwan got off Rong Jing and unfolded the drawing paper, placing it on the easel.

After giving Rong Jing a paintbrush, she chose one for herself as well.

The two sat side by side for the entire afternoon.

The hand holding the paintbrush moved incessantly across the drawing paper.

Without even looking at the other person, you can draw their eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips perfectly.

It's because the other person is already etched in my heart.

This will be something the two of them do together with their hearts.

It is more precious and meaningful than any gold or silver jewelry.