Seeing Bian Yingning's blushing face with a thick neck, Shang Qingfen suddenly reacted and thought of something.

Although she tried to control the corners of her mouth that she wanted to raise, this facial expression was out of her control.

In Bian Yingning's view, Shang Qingfen's small appearance is like a smug kitten who steals fishy skin and thinks you can't take her.

Be safe.

Just now she was so shy that she didn't dare to say a few more words. .

"What is it?" Shang Qingfen asked seriously after coughing.

Bian Yingning squinted at her: "You pretend to me!"

"

She said this as if she didn't know what to do.

Everyone took her clothes kindly.

Shang Qingfen: "?"

Very good, this "principle" suddenly went to Bian Yingning's side.

"I didn't give you pajamas?" Shang Qinghui asked rhetorically.

Bian Ying condensed for a while, her head ran fast, and she came back with a quality questionnaire: "One more question...Why did you buy this kind of clothes?"

"What's wrong with this kind of clothes?" Shang Qinghui already understood that if she wanted to defeat Bian Yingning, she had to be more shameless than her.

This is called Shameless.

“…”

The two looked at each other silently, one squatted on the ground and the other stuck his head behind the bathroom door.

Just staring like this, as if staring like this can decide the winner.

In the end, Bian Yingning blinked her eyes first, and said with a smile: "Very well, I understand, you just want to see me dressed, right, **** it, tell me earlier."

After she finished speaking, she immediately retracted her head and closed the door. It seemed that she planned to wear it?

Asshole Bian Yingning, destroy her innocence!

Sit down on the ground against the soft sofa, Shang Qingan looked at the afternoon tea brought by the housekeeper.

Two cups of coffee, two cups of black tea, and several delicate little cakes.

She picked up the coffee and took a sip. There was a thermostatic coaster under the cup, and it was still warm. After drinking such a sip, it would not be more comfortable.

She closed her eyes in satisfaction.

Just before she could enjoy it for a long time, she heard a click of the bathroom door, she slowly lifted her eyelids and looked over, Bian Ying came out in her purple and white pajamas without squinting.

He was holding a hair dryer cap of his own and tucked his hair away. Those who didn't know her attitude would think she was in her own home.

For a moment she thought of another scene—

A white and plump bun lying on the steamer exudes heat, waiting for people to chew it and hide it in the stomach.

Bian Yingning was well-dressed, but Shang Qingfen couldn't help but swept her gaze on her shoulders and chest.

Looks like... nothing out of the ordinary.

Is she wearing it?

This is currently unknown.

Bian Yining sat down opposite Shang Qingfen, looked down at the table, picked up the black tea, and took a sip: "I thought you weren't coming back."

Shang Qing raised his eyelids lazily: "This is my room."

So, she shouldn't be the one who shouldn't be here.

Bian Yingning smiled: "You and I still divide each other?"

Shang Qingfen's languid posture stopped, he sat up straight, a little overwhelmed, but he wanted to ask clearly: "You... what do you mean by this?"

"It literally means." Bian Yingning took another sip of tea, put down the cup, put her hand on the table and looked at her with her face on her face.

Being stared at so directly by her, Shang Qingfen looked away, not daring to look at her so directly.

Why is she doing this, it's better to quarrel with her, at least that way she will be more comfortable.

"Who and you don't distinguish each other..." Shang Qingfen muttered.

"Huh? Isn't it you?" Bian Yingning's voice was full of doubts, and he picked up a Portuguese egg **** and took a bite.

She likes to see others shy.

?"

This person is too bad, worse than himself!

She also admitted that she had her own selfishness when she asked this sentence.

What are they...

Kissed, hugged, touched, and then.

Bian Yingning tilted her head, as if she was stumped by Shang Qingfen's question.

Seeing her like this, the blush on Shang Qingfen's face gradually faded.

When Shang Qingfen was about to open her mouth to let Bian Yingning roll, she suddenly made a sound.

"To be honest, actually..." Bian Yingning put down the egg **** she took a bite, and her voice was a little obscure: "Actually, I also want to ask you this question."

She also often asks herself.

Why does she want to be like Shang Qingfen?

If the hug in the dark place in the school was a warm haven when she collapsed, then the one in her home, her room... had already begun to change its taste.

To that kiss in the car…

It was only then that she realized that she didn't hate such accidents, and even thought, it would be nice if there was a next time.

Although she has never been in a relationship, let alone a girl.

But she knows that liking a person is different from those old closed fertility concepts, liking should not be related to gender, just because that person happens to be the person she likes.

And she happened to find the person she liked, Shang Qingfen.

Why she likes it, she can't tell.

Maybe there is no reason to like someone, and there is a reason to force yourself to like someone.

For example, Sister Duanmu, such as Hua Jiangrong, she can tell the reason why she likes them, which is why she doesn't like them that way.

Ask her?

Shang Qing's fennel eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling and trembling.

"I want you to belong only to me." Shang Qinghui whispered.

Many things have been unclear, and she is not sure when she has thought about Bian Ying.

It may also be at the talent competition, when she gave her a dress, or when she went to that celebrity party, she sent herself home.

Many, many times, she has lost count.

It may be noisy, or it may be calm for only a second, but even if it is intrigue, it is full of memories when I think about it now.

Bian Yingning covered her face with one hand when she heard the words, only to feel her heart beating fast.

She is really domineering.

Domineering and direct.

You must get what you want, and you must fight for what you like.

"Then I'm only yours."

When Bian Yingning said these words, the tip of her nose was sour, and the mist quickly gathered in her eyes.

Fortunately, she quickly adjusted, but her eyes were moist and there were no tears.

Shang Qingfen looked up at her and saw Bian Yingning's red eyes.

She stretched out her hand slowly, across the table, very slowly.

Bian Yingning did not move, waiting for her action.

Until Shang Qingfen's cool fingertips touched Bian Yingning's warm cheeks.

Simple touch, like floating hair falling on the apex of the heart.

Bian Yingning was waiting for her to say something.

She said: "Bian Yingning, your eyes seem to be red for a day today, you won't have pink eye, right?"

Bian Yingning stared blankly at Shang Qingfen's serious round eyes.

Shang Qingfen was also looking at her.

“…”

Bian Yingning licked her dry lips: "Did anyone ever say that you're very badass?"

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There is one more update before dawn! (It's still tonight/don't wait to go to bed and wake up)

...then time passed...she was very healthy when she didn't step on the sewing machine, is there any help for her like this (paralysis)