Chapter 25:
The silver ornaments on Shang Qingfen's instep have not been taken off, and the silk ring on the ankle is attached, an exotic style blows.
The ten fingers are round and lovely like pearls, and they are also slightly pink, adding pure meaning to the style.
The movement of carrying the shoes makes her look very casual.
Bian Yingning stopped, obediently straightened the chair she had kicked crookedly: "I want to tell you something."
Shang Qingfen leaned against the door frame, not sure if it was because she just behaved well, she looked patient: "You said."
Bian Yingning's eyes moved down and looked at her feet.
It is indeed a system product, let's see how beautiful this matching accessories are.
"Would you like to put your shoes on first?"
"...you care about me?" Shang Qingfen tilted her head, as if thinking about something.
Bian Yingning frowned: "Don't you think it's very unclean, think about this floor, I don't know how many people have stepped on it, and those people are likely to go to a lot of places, maybe even go to the toilet, stepped on..."
“Pop—”
Without waiting for Bian Yingning to finish speaking, Shang Qingyi released her hand, the shoes she was carrying were thrown on the ground, she leaned to support the door, bent over to take off the jewelry that was attached to the toes to the ankles Put your shoes on.
"What's the matter?" Compared with the tidy and leisurely time just now, Shang Qingfen, who had put on his shoes after doing all this, seemed to have a colder tone.
Bian Yingning guessed that there was no floor to cool her down, and her temper became grumpy again?
Women, can't be so easily irritated, you must keep a good mood in order to live a long life.
Don't worry too much about this, Bian Yingning took off the skirt on the back of the chair and spread it out to Shang Qingan to show.
"Come and see... The milk tea I bought was fruit tea, and the cup I brought to you was also succulent grapes, and the traces of milk tea left on your dress should be caramel milk tea, Hong Kong The type of milk tea or cappuccino.”
Shang Qingfen originally remembered the last sentence she said to herself just now, but she did not contact her sisters first, but returned to the dressing room.
And when she got to the door and saw her angrily kicking the chair and throwing her skirt, she knew it had something to do with her.
Shang Qingfen walked over, if as Bian Yingning said, there was a large area of light yellow milk tea stains on the skirt, and the milk smell was very strong.
"Look at this corner, this is what I looked like after I poured the milk tea I bought on it. The color is not right at all, isn't it?"
Shang Qing pursed her lips and hummed.
Bian Yingning turned over her phone again to find the order she placed when ordering milk tea: "I'll show you, the milk tea I just bought was fruit tea."
Shang Qinghui didn't look at the mobile phone she put in front of her, but raised her eyes to Bian Yingning's eyes: "Then you come to me and tell me not to be too obsessed with the first place, what is it for? ."
Bian Yingning opened her eyes with a guilty conscience: "Why, of course, I'm afraid that you are so serious but you can't get the first place and find someone else to vent your anger."
“…”
The heart seems to have been scratched by a feather.
"I'm in your heart, is this kind of person?" Shang Qingfen asked unnaturally.
What does it mean to be angry with others? Isn't she just afraid that she won't get the first place... sad?
Bian Yingning was shocked: "Don't you know anything about yourself? You look in the mirror so many times every day without any self-knowledge?"
"?"
Shut up if you can't speak.
"Then who gave your cup of fruit tea?" For some reason, Shang Qingfen suddenly wanted to know the answer.
come out.
Is she trying to... Who is she protecting?
"Didn't I say, throw it away." Bian Yingning looked away from the monk Qinghui, lowered his head and pretended to adjust the skirt in his hand.
"Then tell me, where did you throw it away?" Shang Qingfen simply grabbed the skirt from her hand, opened the trash can in the dressing room, and looked inside to confirm There was no milk tea in it so I threw the skirt in.
Bian Yingning didn't have time to stop her: "No, you can throw away such an expensive dress, you can still wear it after washing."
Shang Qingfen sneered: "Don't you throw away such a big cup of milk tea without drinking it?"
"…" is out of words.
"Tell me, where did you throw it?" Shang Qinghui held her hands and continued to ask.
Bian Yingning looked left and right: "Throw it in the trash can outside."
"Come on, tell me which trash can it is." Shang Qinghui said and went out first.
Bian Yingning did not move.
Shang Qinghui turned to look at her: "Let's go."
"Then you don't want it, it's none of your business if I throw it away, right?" The rabbit was in a hurry and bit people, she obviously didn't want to say that she was so pressing herself!
"It's because I didn't want it just now that I regret it now and want to get it back."
"It's all in the trash, what's the use of it when you find it? Can't you drink it when you find it?"
Shang Qingfen nodded: "Yes, if I can really find the milk tea you threw in the trash, I will drink it for you on the spot."
Shang Qingfen was sure, Bian Yingning kept it hidden, indicating that the cup of milk tea she didn't want had long been given to others, and she said that she threw it away, just because she was afraid that she would doubt the person she gave it to , she wanted to protect her.
If she guessed correctly, there is only one person Bian Yingning has approached recently and needs her protection.
Ji Xiaoxue.
Oh, she wants to see how hard she can be.
Bian Yingning: "..." Actually, it doesn't have to be like this.
"What? Are you lying to me?" Shang Qingan's eyes with delicate eyeshadows stared at Bian Yingning for a moment.
Bian Yining felt like she was stripped naked under her stare.
"I..."
"I remember there was a trash can not far from the door of my dressing room, did you throw it there?"
"..." Bian Yingning was speechless, looking up at the ceiling, trying not to let her tears fall.
"Hurry up, don't waste time." Shang Qingfen was still urging her, with a vicious look in her eyes.
Bian Yingning can only keep up.
...the words are so full, if she suddenly said that it was actually given to someone, it wouldn't make her feel embarrassed.
Or wait for the trash can, she said that the milk tea may be picked up by the aunt and sold as plastic.
Wonderful.
Shang Qingfen walked in front, Bian Ying followed slowly.
Waiting past the door of Shang Qingan's dressing room, to the trash can on the corridor near the toilet, Shang Qingan looked at Bian Yingning's expression and wanted to see when she would call stop She let go, but she didn't expect to see her like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
Shang Qingfen was so angry that she immediately opened the trash can to see if she had anything to say.
As they expected, there was nothing in the trash can.
So the pink-purple large glass of succulent grapes lying quietly on it with the cup sleeve and straw is very obvious.
Seeing that a cup of milk tea really appeared inside, Bian Yingning and Shang Qingfen were stunned.
Then Bian Yingning reacted immediately, coughed dryly, and urged anxiously: "What are you still doing, pick it up!"
Shang Qingfen: "…"
She wanted to cover the trash can again, but Bian Yingning rushed over to stop her.
Jokes, watching her show off her power for so long, now it's her turn to turn over and sing.
Thank you for not drinking her milk tea!
right?"
Shang Qingfen was a little flustered, bit her lower lip, and wanted to harden her mouth: "You... how are you sure this is your milk tea?"
"You pick it up and drink it and taste it, don't you know?"
Look, look, look at this unruly young lady at a loss, it makes people feel at ease.
Shang Qingfen was holding the anklet of the palm, the two were very close, and the heat of being close to each other was passed over, making people unable to help but feel hot and heartbeat.
"Bian Yingning, don't go too far!" Shang Qinghui shouted bluffing.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Bian Yingning pinched her face.
A gap appeared.
Bian Yingning's smile looked thirsty in Shang Qingan's eyes.
"Excessive? I'm too much? Is it me who is too much? You slapped me indiscriminately first, and asked me who I gave the milk tea to, isn't it too much?"
The smile on Bian Yingning's face dissipated little by little with the words, and finally turned gloomy.
"I will prepare clothes for you and find the truth for you regardless of my previous suspicions. I really feel that I have a good temper like a saint. If I die one day, I may lose relics on my body."
"Shang Qingfen, can you think about yourself first when you talk about others, don't be so double-standard.
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In the original work, the male protagonist Nangong Jin led the Nangong family from the last of the four to the first, laying down his own country and almost monopolizing the country's economy.
The original Shang and Hua families suffered heavy losses, especially the Shang family, whose family was destroyed.
And what about Shang Qingfen and the princess of the Shang family at that time, not like a mouse crossing the street.
Bian Yingning said, thinking of these words, she couldn't help but heavier.
Shang Qingfen in the original book is completely a love brain, but for a man, he can actually lose himself, only knowing that he will do everything possible to get love, and finally become a stepping stone for the male protagonist to defeat the family.
Shang Qingfen's face was pale, and even her blush could not hide her ugly expression.
She was right.
The self who was furious and troubled her without being sure of the truth was really inferior.
Obviously, she has helped herself so much.
And every time she thinks she has ulterior motives.
Although I knew in my heart that I was wrong, Shang Qinghui couldn't say the words of apology.
"You don't have to think too much, I don't do all this to get any benefits from you, I just do it for my own peace of mind." Bian Yingning wanted to leave.
Shang Qingfen held her back.
Bian Yingning looked sideways.
Neither spoke.
Then Shang Qingfen bent over, slowly picked up the cup of milk tea from the trash can, and took out the straw.
With a bang, the straw pierced the seal.
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The author has something to say:
I also want to draw cakes for my sisters, but I am afraid that my sisters will take it seriously (simple and honest)