Chapter 4: Work related (4)
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If you don't answer, don't answer. Luan Qingxiao remembered an important matter to tell System 520, and lowered her thin eyelids indifferently.
Nie Zhener was distracted by Liang Yan, and after a while she couldn't help but look at Luan Qingxiao again.
I saw her eyes scattered, obviously distracted.
Nie Zhener stared blankly at her delicate profile, a little tingling in her heart: Why did she get distracted? Thinking about something? Or... people?
Luan Qingxiao suddenly remembered that Nie Zhener's happiness had increased, and she could draw the lottery again.
So I am analyzing with the system 520 whether to draw a lottery this time.
520 suggested not to draw, Luan Qingxiao hesitated for a while, thinking of his good luck all the time, and said to the system 520: Draw.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host, extract the limited-time skill [Jade Plate Delicacy] - the food you make will become extremely delicious, ah, drooling! Time limit: fifty years. 】
System 520 was stunned.
【Wow! Fifty years for a limited time! What's the difference between this and unlimited time? My host, your luck is really not up to you Super awesome der [Worship.jpg]]
Luan Qingxiao: Little meaning. 520, this skill card is used up, just go home and taste how delicious the food you made.
【Good host】
[Ding! Use the limited-time skill [Jade Plate Delicacy] - the food you make will become delicious. Ah, the drool is coming out! Time limit: fifty years. 】
Time is moving forward slowly, and the end of summer vacation is coming soon.
Nie Zhener's paintings were submitted to the competition. The primary and secondary selections have passed, and the winners will be announced the day before the school starts.
Summer is coming to an end, and today is their last day to go to the studio.
Nie Zhener became less and less talkative on the road these days, and she was in a bad mood.
Liang Yan thought of a way to tease her, and halfway through, he told a cold joke as usual, before he finished laughing, he was about to pull away, when he saw Nie Zhener, he just politely curled the corners of his lips , with a dazed look in his eyes.
Liang Yan felt distressed immediately, but not only did he not know why Nie Zhener did this, if something happened at home, and he would not comfort others.
He glared at Luan Qingxiao on the other side of Nie Zhener: What kind of friend is this, he said Luan Qingxiao is not reliable!
Luan Qingxiao thought she didn't exist every time she walked with them, so she didn't react when Liang Yan walked to her side.
"What?"
As soon as Luan Qingxiao opened her mouth, Nie Zhener's eyes shifted.
"..." Liang Yan couldn't help but let her have a heart-to-heart talk with Nie Zhener, and went back without saying anything.
Luan Qingxiao: "..." What's wrong.
Luan Qingxiao has been learning sketches for more than a month, and finally she can draw a curtain behind the wine bottle.
The teacher asked her to study the light and shade by herself. Luan Qingxiao painted the curtains like rags, and Nie Zhener taught her that the folds of the curtains should be drawn darker in the middle and shallower on both sides.
Luan Qingxiao did as she said and handed it over, and it was the first time she got a compliment.
Teacher Liu nodded and said, "The curtains are well painted."
At the end of class in the afternoon, Teacher Liu walked over to Nie Zhener with a look of excitement on her mobile phone. Luan Qingxiao thought it had something to do with the Lu Shibei painting competition.
Sure enough, Teacher Liu patted Nie Zhen'er on the shoulder, without lowering her voice: "Student Nie Zhener, I just received the news that your work won the Lu Shi Cup Gold Award! "
Nie Zhener's first reaction was to see Luan Qingxiao.
Luan Qingxiao winked at her.
Nie Zhen'er's cheeks were red and her lips were slightly curved.
Liang Yan had something to do at home and left early at noon, so it was only the two of them on the way home this time.
Nie Zhener's unhappy face is not left at all, she can't help jumping twice when she walks, youthful, lively, beautiful and moving, Luan Qingxiao's heart moved, she felt that she should do something what.
"Really, do you want to come to my house for dinner tonight to celebrate the gold award for your painting?"
Through these days of getting along, Luan Qingxiao vaguely felt that Nie Zhener's family was not rich, and painting was a money-burning thing. If Nie Zhener was really talented and had a future filled with money, Her mother would never give this money to support her.
According to the character card provided by the system 520, Luan Qingxiao speculates that Nie Zhener's parents are divorced, and she lives with her mother and depends on each other.
But the relationship between mother and daughter is definitely not "good", otherwise, when Luan Qingxiao meets Nie Zhener, her happiness will definitely not be zero.
Nie Zhener smiled, "Is it okay? Will it be too disturbing?"
Luan Qingxiao said with a smile: "No, my parents do business in other places all the year round, and I am the only one at home."
Nie Zhener was about to agree, but hesitated again when she thought of something, "I have to ask my mother..." The voice became more and more low.
"Miss, don't do this," Luan Qingxiao scratched her little nose, "If you're worried that you won't be able to convince Auntie, why don't I tell you."
Nie Zhener forced a smile, the joy on her face was replaced by worry.
Luan Qingxiao felt distressed when she saw Nie Zhener like this.
Children of ordinary families usually mention their mothers as affectionate, but Nie Zhener's eyes are filled with genuine fear.
She wanted to meet the heroine's mother.
Walking to the fork in the usual breakup, Luan Qingxiao said, "Is Auntie at home now? I'll go with you and tell her."
Nie Zhener shook her head: "Qingxiao, wait for me here, I'll talk to me."
Nie Zhener didn't want her to see her mother, why?
Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhener's back and thought.
After about ten minutes, Nie Zhener came out of the door, followed by a brightly dressed middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman quickly overtook Nie Zhener and walked to Luan Qingxiao, her eyes first turned around Luan Qingxiao, and only after she was sure that she was wearing big clothes, did she smile from the smeared face blooming on the face.
"You are our real classmate? What do you do at home? I heard that your family is rich? Do you live in the single-family villa in front?"
Nie Zhener pulled the middle-aged woman's arm from behind in embarrassment, "Mom, this is my classmate, Luan Qingxiao."
"Qing Xiao, I told my mother that you invited me to your house for dinner. My mother is worried and wants to see you."
The middle-aged woman pulled out her arm in displeasure and pushed Nie Zhener: "I'll just ask, do you think I'm embarrassing you?"
Nie Zhen'er staggered to her feet, her small hands clenched into fists, her nails sinking into the soft flesh of her palms, her slender body trembled, like a helpless flower in a rainstorm.
The author has something to say: Luan Qingxiao: With all due respect, if this woman was not the mother of the heroine, I would kick her directly.
Arrogant x Weakness 14
The cicadas on the trees are noisy.
Luan Qingxiao's brows and eyes are cold, and her thin lips are slightly open: "Auntie, my family is very rich, and I live in the single-family villa in front of me. Now I want to take Zhener to my house for dinner, is it okay? "
Nie Zhener's mother, Nie Meifeng, was not caught by Luan Qingxiao's tone at all.
Nie Meifeng's eyes flashed a copper stench, "Qingxiao, you see that Auntie hasn't finished her meal, why don't you..." She smiled, wrinkles creeping up her face, making people a little disgusting .
"Auntie, unfortunately, my parents are not at home and no one will entertain you at home. Next time." Luan Qingxiao interrupted her.
"Oh, yes, when will your parents tell Auntie, Auntie must go!" Nie Meifeng waited for Luan Qingxiao's answer after finishing speaking, until Luan Qingxiao nodded, then she turned her hips and went home .
I didn't look at Nie Zhener from beginning to end.
To Luan Qingxiao warmly and close like a biological daughter, but to Nie Zhener, her biological daughter, like a stranger.
Watching Nie Meifeng enter the door, Luan Qingxiao stretched out her hand to pull Nie Zhener's hand, only to find that her palm was cold and sweating a lot.
Luan Qingxiao stroked Nie Zhener's hair comfortably, "Let's go, go to my house."
Luan Qingxiao took two steps forward, pulled Nie Zhener's hand, and Nie Zhener moved slowly.
The blank look on her face was distressed.
Back home, Luan Qingxiao pressed Nie Zhener on the sofa, turned on the TV for her, and subscribed to a funny variety show that aired recently: "You can watch TV, and the food will be ready soon."
Luan Qingxiao's refrigerator has vegetables, fish, meat, seafood and other ingredients bought by the hourly worker. She plans to stir-fry cucumber and shrimp, and make a braised beef. The soup is seaweed and egg soup, and the staple food is steamed rice.
When all the dishes are finished, Luan Qingxiao will take them out and place them on the dining table.
She spent more than 40 minutes, and the funny variety show on TV has not finished.
Luan Qingxiao came to the living room and saw that most of the gloom between Nie Zhener's brows had gone, but she was absent-minded, she couldn't hear the star laughing loudly on TV.
"Really, let's go to dinner." Luan Qingxiao took her hand and exerted a little force.
Nie Zhener stood up with strength and followed Luan Qingxiao to the restaurant.
As I approached, a strong and almost domineering aroma of food rushed to my face, Nie Zhener blinked, approached the restaurant, looked at the two dishes and one soup on the table, Xiukou was surprised of opening.
Luan Qingxiao smiled proudly, "It smells delicious, and it tastes amazing. After all, I made it myself."
Luan Qingxiao pulled out the chair and let Nie Zhener sit down, picked up chopsticks and took a piece of braised beef to her mouth: "Try it."
Braised beef entrance.
The beef melted in the mouth, Nie Zhener hardly had to chew, the fragrant taste burst in his mouth in an instant, and before he swallowed a piece, his eyes automatically fixed on the plate inner.
"How does it taste?" Luan Qingxiao asked expectantly.
Nie Zhen'er squinted her eyes in enjoyment, "Delicious!"
[Ding! The heroine is 30% happy. Congratulations to the host, keep up the good work]
The system 520 has sent a good news before finishing the meal.
Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhener's happy face, and his heart moved slightly.
Luan Qingxiao: 520, I found that the happiness of the female protagonist does not seem to increase without the male protagonist.
She narrowed her eyes: Why do you have to do things that are bad for the heroine at those times to provide opportunities for the heroine?
Because this world is the simplest E-type world, in case the host does not know how to complete the task, these mandatory plots are set up. In the future, as the difficulty of the world level increases, the mandatory plot will gradually decrease. A big secret was revealed to the host: there is no mandatory plot in the world of s]
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Luan Qingxiao: In other words, besides the male lead, other people can also help the female lead to increase her happiness?
【Yes (≧▽≦)】
Luan Qingxiao:…
Then why should she wronged herself and Liang Yan this month, and more importantly, she was wronged for a month, Nie Zhener did not increase her happiness a little because of Liang Yan.
It was me, but made a dinner for her, and her happiness increased by 5%.
Luan Qingxiao knew that she was unfamiliar with the task process before, and was taken into the ditch by the system 520.
Thinking about it carefully, Nie Zhener would rather go to school with herself than with Liang Yan, maybe she doesn't have the kind of intention to fall in love with Liang Yan at all.
Luan Qingxiao reached out and touched the top of Nie Zhener's hair, and was bought by her own dinner. She is really a girl who is easy to satisfy.
I was not good to her before, although I may be forced to do things that are not friendly to Nie Zhener, Luan Qingxiao has now planned to double the compensation no matter what, no make her feel sad.
After eating, Nie Zhener's mood has recovered, and she rushes to clear the table and wash the dishes.
Luan Qingxiao leaned against the kitchen door frame, looked at Nie Zhener's slender back bent over to wash the dishes and joked: "Do you think we two look like newlyweds, one in charge of cooking and one in charge of washing dishes? bowl."
Nie Zhener slowed down when she washed the dishes. She knew that Luan Qingxiao had no other intentions, but she still felt very happy.
If the hypothesis came true, she would surely be the happiest person in the world.
To clean up the kitchen, it was already dark.
Luan Qingxiao's house has an audio-visual room, and the two of them have nothing else to do, so they went to the audio-visual room with Nie Zhener to watch a movie.
Luan Qingxiao chose a zombie comedy, Nie Zhener looked at the cover with novelty and fear: "Won't it be scary?"
Luan Qingxiao laughed: "Although there are zombies, its most important attribute is comedy. Don't worry, it won't be scary. If you feel scared, put your arm around me."
Nie Zhener nodded and watched Luan Qingxiao click play cautiously.
In addition to the little horror at the beginning of the movie when the zombies came out, the latter is completely comedy.
Nie Zhener huddled into a ball when she was scared in front, but hugged Luan Qingxiao's arm hard when she was out of breath from laughing at the back.
pimple.
Halfway through the movie, the funniest part was over, Luan Qingxiao took the opportunity to pull his arm out of Nie Zhen'er's arms.
She stood up, lowered her head to meet Nie Zhener's puzzled eyes, and explained, "I'm thirsty, I'll get you a drink."
However, the mineral water in the refrigerator is just finished, and the hourly worker can buy a new one tomorrow, and there are only two bottles of peach champagne left in the refrigerator.
Luan Qingxiao picked it up and took a look, the alcohol concentration was only a few percent, so he shouldn't get drunk if you drink it casually.
Opened the bottle and poured out two glasses. Luan Qingxiao washed a bunch of green tea and brought them to the video room together.
Arrogant x Weakness 15
Nie Zhener had never drunk alcohol, and she was surprised to see the champagne in her hand.
"Qingxiao, can I really drink it? I won't get drunk, right?" The pale pink champagne exuded a light peach fragrance, and Nie Zhener wanted to drink it, but she didn't dare to drink it.
Luan Qingxiao gave her a reassurance, took a sip, licked the wine stained on her red lips with her tongue, and smiled slightly: "This champagne has a very low alcohol content and can be used as juice."
Nie Zhener believed in Luan Qingxiao's words, lowered her head and smelled it, took a sip, the sweet taste spread in her mouth, and the pungency was almost negligible.
"How is it?" Luan Qingxiao asked.
Nie Zhener raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Delicious."
The two faced each other and were very close. As soon as Nie Zhener spoke, the taste of peach in his mouth hit Luan Qingxiao's face.
Luan Qingxiao's heart was suddenly numb and itchy.
She didn't know where the itch came from, she only knew that she was reluctant to look away from Nie Zhen'er's face.
Nie Zhener pinched a green tea and put it in her mouth, the green tea tasted sour and sweet, and Nie Zhener's eyes narrowed into crescents. Her eyes returned to the screen, her hands were not idle, she pinched a green tee for a while, and held her glass to take a sip of champagne.
After the movie, only half of the green grapes were left, and not a drop of champagne was left.
Luan Qingxiao got up and turned on the light, the dim video room was as bright as day, she lowered her eyes to see Nie Zhener.
The little girl sat blankly on the cotton pad, her eyes were full of water vapor under her eyelashes, her eyes were blank, two blushes hung on her cheeks, and her rosy mouth was slightly open...
"Really?" Luan Qingxiao walked over, squatted down, stretched out her index finger and touched her tender cheek.
Nie Zhener raised her head slowly, as if being bullied, and the moisture in her eyes accumulated more and more.
Luan Qingxiao laughed, and got drunk with a small glass of champagne, this amount of alcohol.
"Really, can I take you home?" Luan Qingxiao asked softly in her ear.
Nie Zhener showed her mouth and spit out two words: "No."
"Be good, why don't you go home."
"No, I don't want to go home..." Nie Zhen'er raised her hand softly and pushed Luan Qingxiao away, with a look of grievance in her eyes, her mouth slightly pouted, her face wrinkled into a ball.
Luan Qingxiao lightly patted Nie Zhener's top of hair, Nie Zhener turned around, stretched out his arms and wrapped a circle around Luan Qingxiao's waist.
Nie Zhener buried her face in Luan Qingxiao's stomach, "Don't drive me away..."
Luan Qingxiao pinched her red earlobe, "Little girl, are you pretending to be drunk, eh?"
"Don't go home..." Nie Zhener's earlobes were itchy, shrinking, and her voice was soft and small, like a small milk cat.
She should be really drunk, otherwise she will definitely refute "I'm not a little girl".
"Be good, I will help you to sit on the sofa for a while." Luan Qingxiao was hugged by her, unable to move.
"...woohoo, you're leaving me, I won't go."
Luan Qingxiao only wore a white t-shirt, she thought that Nie Zhener was pretending to cry, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
But she couldn't laugh immediately, the cold tears stuck to the skin of her waist through the thin fabric, and the laughter turned into worry.
Luan Qingxiao thought of her mother, sighed, and asked, "My dear, I won't let you go, do you know the phone number at home?"
She gently stroked the top of Nie Zhen'er's hair to soothe the little girl's emotions. After a long time, Nie Zhen'er sobbed and said, "153****2523."
"You're staying at my house tonight, I'll call your mother."
"Yeah." Nie Zhen'er gradually calmed down, nodded obediently, but didn't let go.
Luan Qingxiao lowered her head in her ear and said, "The phone is in the bedroom, darling, how can I take it if you don't let go."
Nie Zhener reacted for a while, then slowly retracted her arm.
Luan Qingxiao stood up, Nie Zhener's eyes followed her, Luan Qingxiao said worriedly: "Sit here, don't move, wait for me to come back."
Nie Zhen'er's eyes that had been washed with tears were clear and translucent, she fanned her eyelashes up and down when she heard the words, and nodded.
Luan Qingxiao closed the door of the video room and went to the bedroom to get her mobile phone.
Luan Qingxiao stood on the balcony of the bedroom, the cold wind poured into her clothes, the small piece soaked by Nie Zhener's tears seemed to freeze, and the frozen skin lost consciousness.
Called three times and was finally connected.
"Who! Calling at night, do you want to be struck by lightning!" The female voice from the mobile phone was snarky and pungent, and it was different from the sticky female voice in the afternoon.
"Auntie, it's me, Luan Qingxiao." Luan Qingxiao showed his identity lightly.
"Luan Qingxiao ... oh oh oh, he's our real classmate, is there anything you need to find auntie so late?"
Luan Qingxiao's body pressure was low, and said coldly: "Auntie forgot? Really still at my house."
"That **** girl," Nie Meifeng scolded halfway, suddenly remembering that Nie Zhen'er's classmate was on the other end of the phone, she hurriedly eased her tone: "That girl. Qingxiao, Auntie locked the door to sleep Now, when the girl comes back, Auntie has to get up and open the door for her, why don't you let her sleep at your house for one night?"
"Aren't you worried about your safety?"
"It's just a girl's film. If you have anything to worry about, that's it, Qingxiao."
Luan Qingxiao was too lazy to listen to her and hung up the phone.
Only mother is good in the world, tsk!
One or two are so unreliable.
Back to the video room, Luan Qingxiao opened the door and found that the lights inside were turned off again.
The movie she just watched was playing on the screen. Nie Zhener sat upright in front of the screen, but her head was lowered, her neck bent sadly like a swan.
Luan Qingxiao walked over hesitantly and sat next to Nie Zhener. The moment the screen lit up, a tear fell from Nie Zhener's eyes and dripped onto the light blue jeans, leaving a dark mark .
"She's already sleeping, she must be very unhappy when you call." Nie Zhener was clearly weeping, but her tone was light, as if she was used to this kind of thing.
Luan Qingxiao choked her throat and didn't know how to comfort her.
"She's always been like this and doesn't care about anything but herself and money."
Nie Zhen'er turned her head and looked at Luan Qingxiao with a slight smile, the crystal tears shattered on her body, but her eyes were cold: "Do you know why she is willing to pay for me to learn painting? I was in elementary school. The school held a painting competition, and my classmates and I drew a picture with the pen and paper borrowed, and finally won the first prize with a bonus of 3,000 yuan."
"She was very happy to get the money and asked me to participate in more competitions. I didn't learn to draw systematically, and the money she earned from talent alone became less and less, so I found it for me One of the cheapest studios to study."
"Qing Xiao, she doesn't love me, I don't care. But I'm sad, there are so many people in the world, why doesn't anyone love me?" Nie Zhener's tears flowed down.
No matter how strong she is, she is only a sixteen-year-old child.
Luan Qingxiao reached out and took her into his arms, comforting her constantly: "Everything will be fine, I want you to guarantee that you will be very happy in the future."
Nie Zhener cried and fell asleep at last, Luan Qingxiao wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, carried her to the bedroom, took off her outer clothes and covered her with a quilt.
The hoarfrost moonlight came in from the window, Nie Zhener slept very restlessly, babbling constantly, Luan Qingxiao sat aside, held her hand, and sat and watched her all night.
There was a ray of light that day, Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhen'er's quiet sleeping face, her heart was full and bulging.
She blinked her dry eyes, and suddenly said to the system 520: 520, what should I do, I seem to be bent.
The author has something to say: Luan Qingxiao: I am no longer the straight me, I am bent.
Arrogant x Weakness 16
Nie Zhener stretched and rolled on the bed with the quilt.
She hadn't slept so well for a long time, the family was very depressed every day, Nie Meifeng sometimes came back late, no matter whether Nie Zhener fell asleep or not, she would wake up shamelessly and scold her Speaking of her, it seemed that all her misfortunes were caused by Nie Zhener.
Nie Zhener thought of Nie Meifeng, her heart was stuffy, she suddenly recognized the reality, stopped staying in bed, quickly opened her eyes and got ready to cook.
"Huh?" Nie Zhener looked at the bedroom in front of her in surprise, where is this? Why is she here?
Nie Zhener's face was pale, and she pressed her sore head. She vaguely remembered that she was with Luan Qingxiao yesterday. The food Luan Qingxiao cooked was delicious. They also watched a movie together. Two glasses of peach-flavored champagne came, very sweet, she quickly drank a small glass, and then she had no memory of what happened next.
She should still be at Luan Qingxiao's house.
Nie Zhener covered her head and lifted the quilt with one hand, only to find herself wearing a small suspender and a pair of shorts, revealing two thin white legs.
She looked around in a panic, there were skin care products on the dresser, and clothes in the half-opened wardrobe, indicating that someone lived in this room, and Luan Qingxiao said that her parents were not at home... When she thought of herself He might have shared the bed with Luan Qingxiao last night, Nie Zhen'er's pale cheeks couldn't help but blush, her heart was pounding, and her legs were curled up shyly.
Luan Qingxiao sat all night and was stiff when she stood up. She went to the garden downstairs for a few walks and did some stretching exercises until her body no longer looked like a rusty machine. Looking at the time, Nie Zhener was about to wake up, so she went to the kitchen to make sober soup.
A drunk person will feel very uncomfortable the next day. Luan Qingxiao has just confirmed his intentions, how can he be willing to make Nie Zhener suffer.
After she finished talking to system 520 about her thoughts in the morning, 520 probably had never encountered such a thing before, and after a while of reaction, she said [Master, the question you mentioned cannot be resolved by 520, However, 520 feels that as long as the host seriously completes the compulsory plot and improves the happiness of the heroine, other things can be done as they please]
The words of System 520 gave her a reassurance.
In fact, she regretted that sentence. In case System 520 lets her out of the world because of this, wouldn't she just feel the taste of love and then fall out of love.
System 520 is both her assistant and the monitor sent by the Scenario Modification Institute. You can be close to it, but you can't say everything, you need to be cautious and cautious.
Luan Qingxiao came to the bedroom with the boiled hangover soup. The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly and opened with a slight push.
Luan Qingxiao walked in, looked up, and met Nie Zhener's wet and shy eyes. When those beautiful almond eyes saw her, they lowered their lids immediately.
Luan Qingxiao put the hangover soup on the bedside table, sat sideways by the bed, and took Nie Zhener's hand: "Zhener, does the headache hurt? I made the hangover soup for you."
Nie Zhen'er looked up at her quickly, and whispered, "I didn't cause you trouble when I was drunk, did I?"
Luan Qingxiao smiled: "You can't be good when you're drunk."
Nie Zhener suddenly found that her legs were still exposed, she quickly pulled back her hand and covered it with a quilt, her delicate collarbone was covered with a layer of shame.
"My clothes..." she said hesitantly.
Luan Qingxiao brought the hangover soup in front of Nie Zhener and said, "I'm afraid you won't be sleeping well, so I'll help you take off your coat. Do you have the strength now? If you don't have the strength, I'll feed you."
Nie Zhener woke up in the morning like a dream, and now Luan Qingxiao wants to feed her sober soup.
Nie Zhen'er froze for a moment and didn't answer, the snow-white ceramic spoon was already brought to her mouth.
"I'll just drink it myself." Nie Zhener hurriedly took the bowl and spoon. In Luan Qingxiao's eyes, he was embarrassed to drink too slowly. After drinking two tablespoons, he drank the whole bowl in one gulp. Sober Soup.
Luan Qingxiao took the empty bowl in her hand and asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"
Nie Zhener felt that she was surrounded by happiness, she blinked embarrassedly: "It's okay." As long as you do it, it's okay.
"Do you like Xiaolongbao?"
"Will it be too much trouble?" Nie Zhener was worried that Luan Qingxiao was tired.
Although Luan Qingxiao looks in good spirits, her eyes are light blue, maybe she didn't sleep well last night to take care of her.
"No trouble." Luan Qingxiao put the bowl on the tray, got up and went to the chair at the end of the bed to get Nie Zhen'er's coat, "I took a new set of toiletries and put them in the bathroom, if I want to take a shower, but there are new towels in the closet."
"Thank you." Nie Zhen'er put her arms around the quilt and watched Luan Qingxiao leave the bedroom. When she thought of taking a shower in the bathroom where Luan Qingxiao had taken a bath, her heart couldn't calm down.
Luan Qingxiao put the xiaolongbao in the steamer, and recorded the time after turning on the fire. The millet porridge was already boiling, and her mind naturally ran to Nie Zhener in the bedroom.
Zhen Er should be taking a shower now, I don't seem to have any clothes ready for her, so I can't let her continue to wear yesterday's clothes after taking a shower.
Thinking of this, Luan Qingxiao set the time to turn off the stove, got up and went to the bedroom.
Nie Zhener is shorter and thinner than her, so she should be able to wear her clothes.
Luan Qingxiao walked into the bedroom and was relieved to hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
She opened her closet, and the clothes in a row were either T-shirts or jeans, all of which were baggy.
Luan Qingxiao rummaged for a long time, and finally found a light blue striped dress at the innermost, she frowned and thought about it, it seemed to be a birthday gift from the original owner's father before Luan Qingxiao's sixteenth birthday, It is still a high-end brand, and the price is high, but because the original owner hated wearing skirts the most, and the skirt was one size smaller, the original owner threw it into the corner.
It's perfect for Nie Zhener.
Luan Qingxiao put her dress on the back of the chair, walked to the bathroom door, raised her hand and knocked on the door and told herself that she had prepared a change of clothes for her. Just as the back of her hand touched the frosted glass door, the door was pulled.
The moist water vapor gushed out suddenly, Luan Qingxiao suddenly lost her words when she saw the girl in front of her.
She always knew that Nie Zhener was beautiful, but the girl in front of her was different from usual, with wet hair draped over her shoulders, water droplets meandering down her delicate collarbone, stopped by the snow-white bath towel.
She not only has wet hair, but also her eyebrows, eyelashes, eyes, and even the tiny fluff on her face.
"Qingxiao, what's wrong with you?" Nie Zhener stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Luan Qingxiao.
Luan Qingxiao came back to her senses, rubbed her hot ears, looked away a little embarrassedly, turned and pointed to the dress on the back of the chair: "I forgot to prepare a change for you, You can change it later, and I'll go to the kitchen to see if the porridge is ready."
Nie Zhen'er had breakfast at Luan Qingxiao's house, and she couldn't find a reason to stay any more, so she said goodbye to Luan Qingxiao in disappointment.
Luan Qingxiao stood at the door to see her off, Nie Zhener walked a distance and couldn't help but turn her head, the skirt drew a beautiful arc, Luan Qingxiao still stood by the door, looking at her with deep eyes .
"Qing Xiao, I haven't finished my summer homework, can I come to you to do my homework?" She gathered up her courage and asked.
Under the blue sky, the girl's eyes were full of hope, and her whole body was glowing.
Luan Qingxiao couldn't help laughing: "Yes."
The author has something to say: Nie Zhener: I don't want your life, I want you.
Arrogant x Weakness 17
September 2, the school day, Luan Qingxiao got up early in the morning to make a lunch box.
Yesterday, the system 520 urgently issued a mandatory plot. After school started, she had to throw away Nie Zhener's lunch box for a week, until Liang Yan found out a week later and told Nie Zhener the matter.
It is necessary to throw away the Nie Zhener bento, but she will not let Nie Zhener into a difficult situation without lunch, so she plans to make another bento with more dishes, secretly Put it on Nie Zhen'er's desk.
Luan Qingxiao asked the system 520 if he could do this, and the system 520 said [as long as it is not discovered by the heroine]
So next week, Luan Qingxiao has to be a sneaky thief.
The two lunch boxes squeezed Luan Qingxiao's schoolbag into a bulge. Nie Zhener glanced at it suspiciously, and Luan Qingxiao said, "I heard that there will be a school entrance exam after the class is divided."
The sophomore class of high school, Nie Zhener and Luan Qingxiao are both science majors, Nie Zhener is still in the rocket class, Luan Qingxiao's mother also put her in the rocket class, of course, Liang Yan is also there, but Li Ni went to the liberal arts rocket class.
Nie Zhener was a little worried about Luan Qingxiao's grades when she heard this: "Qingxiao, can you take the exam well this time? I don't want others to say that you rely on relationships, you can obviously rely on yourself."
When Nie Zhener went to Luan Qingxiao to do her homework, she found that Luan Qingxiao did the questions very fast and had a high accuracy rate. She thought of the previous things, and she immediately decided that Luan Qingxiao's study was very good. I just don't know why I didn't write well in the exam, resulting in a low score.
Luan Qingxiao spent the summer vacation in addition to painting(?) and learning It is easy to integrate the knowledge of high school, so Nie Zhener answered naturally after asking her: "Of course, just don't wait for me to surpass you and get the first place, you can feel uncomfortable."
Nie Zhener grabbed Luan Qingxiao's hand excitedly: "Qingxiao, you really pretended not to study hard before, didn't you? Actually, you study very well, right?"
Facing Nie Zhener's expectant gaze, Luan Qingxiao suddenly became vain and said inscrutable: "It's fine if you know it, don't say it."
Nie Zhener nodded vigorously: "Yeah! Although I don't know why you pretend to be poor in your studies, but you must have your reasons. I will definitely help you keep your secrets!"
Luan Qingxiao touched Nie Zhener's head, thinking how could such a good girl have the heart to lie to her?
But she not only deceived, but also deceived very happily...
Actually speaking, it's not a cheat. According to the vague memory that Luan Qingxiao inherited from the original owner, the original owner is probably really pretending to be a scumbag.
The first thing to do after class placement is to look at the transcripts posted on the wall at the entrance of the class.
On Dahong's report card, the name, score and grade were written with a brush. There are 40 students in the science rocket class, except for those who are assigned to the liberal arts rocket class, except for Luan Qingxiao, who are all ranked in the 80th within the name.
Luan Qingxiao passed the 81st exam.
"Tsk, you said that she really took the test by herself? Even if she took the test herself, why did she come to the rocket class?"
"Some people are really interesting, they obviously don't have enough grades, and they have the cheek to occupy other people's positions."
"So what's the use of studying well? It's not as good as someone's wealth and power, and the school rules can be regarded as nothing."
"I'm just taking grievances for the 80th, they're good enough, why can't I be in the rocket class?"
Some people saw Luan Qingxiao come over and quickly pushed a few people who were talking. They turned their heads and glanced at Luan Qingxiao, the contempt in their eyes was not concealed at all.
"Let's go, the related households are here, we won't have good fruit to eat if we stand here." After that, they slowly entered the class.
Nie Zhener is worried