150 Chapter 150: thinking of knowing everything about you

Liang Yunsheng felt her face turn hot.

"Of course... you."

The sentence was really the same thing in her mind. Saying it out loud was really the same thing. It was full of shame...

"That's enough." Yin Qianchen reached out his hand. His middle and index finger touched her face gently. "Don't forget that I'm the only person you can watch from the beginning to the end."

"Isn't that too much of a request?" Liang Yunsheng's gaze fell on Yin Qianchen, and she couldn't help but chuckle. "You clearly have so many things that I can't see through, but you insist that I can only look at you. Isn't that a very unfair thing?"

"I'm sorry." Yin Qianchen moved his face closer and kissed the spot where his finger had just touched. "Is there really true fairness in this world?"

"If there is, there probably won't be any interaction between you and me." Liang Yunsheng pursed her lips and smiled bitterly.

If there was such a thing as fairness, then she and Liang Yiyi should return to their original positions.

"Now, the engagement ceremony begins."

Since there were no guests, there was no need for the master of ceremonies.

In the whole venue, there was only a pure white bride and a tall and handsome groom.

That's right, why did they need to be surrounded by those people?

Liang Yunsheng slowly closed her eyes, and Yin Qianchen gently kissed her lips. He said lightly, "I remember someone telling me that a kiss doesn't have to be that hard."

Hearing his words, Liang Yunsheng's face was completely familiar. Of course, she couldn't forget that they were...

Her words!

She quickly changed the atmosphere. Oh right, that thing!

"I said I would give this to you before. I don't know if it's a surprise enough, but it can be considered a special gift." Liang Yunsheng lifted her skirt She slowly walked to the edge of the venue and switched off a few of the brighter lights.

"Look up!"

Yin Qianchen raised his head to see a stunning picture forming on the ceiling.

The blue sky. Mixed with some fluorescent components of the pigment, not like the painting. It was more eye-catching.

And the key to the painting was that it was the blue sky that Liang Yunsheng personally copied.

But most of all...

About the painting...

Yin Qianchen paused, fingers tightly clenched, fingertips embedded in the palm. This slight pain.

But...

Why did it hurt so much?

"You've seen... this painting."

Yin Qianchen's voice was a little hoarse. His eyes fell on Liang Yunsheng's body, as if he was two people in general.

"Yin... Yin Qianchen." Liang Yunsheng's body paused.

She didn't know why her mind let her think of before in the old house, that terrible Yin Qianchen.

What's the secret to the painting?

She wanted to know Yin Qianchen's everything. His ideas, his past. Everything.

This was a desire to control love. She naturally cared about it.

"You want to know about this painting?" Yin Qianchen suddenly relaxed, as if he had seen through Liang Yunsheng's intentions. "The artist of this painting is me."