The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 41

Under Mo Weiwei's reminder, Ye Zixiu seemed to have remembered something, and the indifference on his face faded a little, and he put on a three-point smile instead.

Seeing the two people talking happily, the original owner felt a bit bitter in his heart, Luo Qinghuan forced himself to suppress the unhappiness in his heart and walked between the two.

"You..." Mo Weiwei, who was blocked by someone, subconsciously felt annoyed, but Luo Qinghuan didn't care about her feelings, she turned around and grabbed Ye Zixiu's sleeve, "Ah Xiu, do you know Miss Mo?"

Ye Zixiu habitually held Luo Qinghuan's wrist with his backhand and said, "Well, sister, do you still remember what happened when we were in the amusement park that year?"

When Ye Zixiu said this, Luo Qinghuan fell into memories, but the memories were full of horror and darkness, and Luo Qinghuan couldn't help frowning.

"sister?"

Luo Qinghuan woke up suddenly, the panic in the original owner's heart was like maggots, even though she had tried her best to restrain herself, her complexion was still a little pale, she smiled at Ye Zixiu, and turned her eyes away.

"So it's Sister Mo, I'm Qing Huan."

Even though Luo Qinghuan's tone was not excited, it was rare to see a trace of joy, which made Mo Weiwei startled.

Many years ago, on the eve before the brother and sister were sent to Ouyang's house, the two villains sneaked to the amusement park near their home. Because they had no money, they could only watch other people having fun. After a long time, a girl squatted He lowered his body and thrust a ticket into Ye Qinghuan's hand with a smile.

There was only one ticket, and Ye Qinghuan was reluctant to use it. When she looked back and saw Ye Zixiu's longing eyes, she gave the ticket to her younger brother without hesitation, and Ye Zixiu was taken away by the girl just like that.

In the memory of the original owner, the girl's eyes lit up, she patted her head as if praising her, and asked her to call her sister, and then walked away with Ye Zixiu.

Ye Qinghuan sat alone on the bench waiting for them.If the matter ended here, that would be it, but not long after the girl and Ye Zixiu left, Ye Qinghuan met the so-called uncle - and the young Ouyang Jing.

Speaking of which, Ye Qinghuan grew up with Ouyang Jing, but Ouyang Jing never regarded her as a playmate, and tried every means to bully her since childhood. too much.

It was a coincidence that Mo Weiwei was involved in the beginning of all bad memories, and Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but feel weird looking at Mo Weiwei.

Taking a closer look at Luo Qinghuan, who looks similar to Ye Zixiu, Mo Weiwei couldn't put her together with the little girl from many years ago, but she just smiled politely, without losing her cuteness in Ye Zixiu's gaze. Sticking out his tongue, "You are sister Qinghuan? Ah, it's all because of my bad memory. I didn't remember it for a while, so my sister won't blame me."

"Weiwei, why would Qing Huan blame you?" The brothers of the Mo family stood up, and Mo Xingying was the first to speak. Mo Weiwei smiled after hearing his words, and said coquettishly to Mo Xingying: "Brother ~"

Mo Xingying laughed, and raised her hand to touch her head, Mo Xingyun couldn't help but took a step forward, before he put his hand on Mo Weiwei's head, Mo Xingying paused, The smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Weiwei, don't we still have something to talk about?" Mo Xingyun said, "It's important, come with me first."

……

Because of Mo Weiwei's arrival, the Mo brothers decided to go out for dinner at the last minute. Luo Qinghuan also nodded and pulled Ye Zixiu to go out with the two brothers.

Looking at Mo Weiwei who was sandwiched between the Mo brothers from left to right, Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but clenched Ye Zixiu's sleeves tightly.

Hope, this time can prevent Ye Zixiu from falling in love with Mo Weiwei.

Mo Xingyun in front was lowering his head to say something to Mo Weiwei, causing Mo Weiwei's eyebrows to bend, Luo Qinghuan only took one look and then looked away.

When they arrived at the hotel, Mo Weiwei broke free from Mo Xingyun's arm, turned around and took Ye Zixiu's arm, and enthusiastically led him towards the distance, but within a few steps, Mo Weiwei's face changed slightly.

It was Luo Qinghuan who held him back.

Ye Zixiu glanced at Luo Qinghuan in confusion, only to see a painful expression on his familiar face, Ye Zixiu immediately panicked.

"Sister, what's the matter, it's uncomfortable there?" Ye Zixiu frowned, seeing Luo Qinghuan uncomfortably hide her right foot behind her back, she quickly pulled out the arm held by Mo Weiwei, knelt down and held Luo Qinghuan Qing Huan's right ankle.

"Axiu!" Someone around looked over curiously, Luo Qinghuan blushed slightly, and hurriedly stopped his movements.

"Don't move around, let me see!"

After saying that, Ye Zixiu forcefully lifted a part of Luo Qinghuan's trousers, and as expected, he saw a red and swollen ankle.

"Why are you so careless? How old are you? And how long has it been swollen? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ye Zixiu's brows became tighter and tighter. Blame them without mercy.

"Ash, I'm fine."

Regardless of Luo Qinghuan's excuses, Ye Zixiu spread his arms to pick him up.

"Ah..." Unexpectedly, Ye Zixiu, who was slender but not weak, would directly hug her up. Luo Qinghuan let out a short exclamation, and her whole body was suspended in the air.

Ye Zixiu, who was about to walk to his seat, was held down by someone's shoulder.

Facing the boy's dark eyes, Mo Xingying smiled slightly, "I have a reserved room here, let's take Qing Huan there to rest."

Ye Zixiu paused, his eyes became darker and blacker.

In the room, Mo Weiwei showed concern and comfort at the right time, and when Ye Zixiu asked to buy medicine for Luo Qinghuan, she volunteered to chase her out. Naturally, Mo Xingyun also chased her out, Luo Qinghuan just wanted to say something Suddenly someone grabbed his ankle.

The unfamiliar touch made Luo Qinghuan's body tremble, and she turned back to look at the man.

"Let them go, Qing Huan," Mo Xingying smiled unchanged, opened the second cabinet at hand, and took out the swelling ointment, "I'll just take care of you."

Luo Qinghuan always felt that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, and Mo Xingying seemed to have something in her words, just waiting for her to fall into the language trap set by him - Luo Qinghuan subconsciously leaned back and said thank you.

"You're welcome, you are also a younger sister, of course you have to take good care of it," Mo Xingying raised his eyebrows, and handed her a glass of white water on the cabinet, his hands kept moving, spreading the milky white ointment evenly on her ankles, "Same as Weiwei——'s younger sister."

Luo Qinghuan took a sip of water, lowered her head and did not respond.

Since there is medicine here, there is only one reason why Mo Xingying didn't stop the three of them from going out.

I don't know how long it was quiet, but Mo Xingying suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hehe, Qing Huan, you are such a lovely child."

Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but looked up at him, a little puzzled, but she quickly read an emotion called sarcasm from Mo Xingying's eyes.

Seeing that the girl in front of her was still as calm as water, Mo Xingying couldn't control the swelling emotions in her heart, and her laughter became more and more unrestrained. Luo Qinghuan looked at him silently, not giving him any response.

But for a moment, Mo Xingying also felt bored because she couldn't get a response, and stopped laughing.

The man turned his head and pinched Luo Qinghuan's chin very quickly. Before Luo Qinghuan could react, he covered her lips and bit her tongue hard.

"Hmm..." Luo Qinghuan, who had a fishy mouth full of sweetness, opened her eyes slightly, and pushed him away violently.

"Brother Xing Ying, you—" Luo Qinghuan covered her slightly swollen lips, and looked at the calm-looking man in shock.

Mo Xingying licked her lips and stared at her deeply.

"Do you like Mo Xingyun, or - shamelessly like your own brother? Ye Qinghuan, we are the same kind of people."

This sentence made Luo Qinghuan's complexion turn pale, and she suddenly raised her hand.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound, and Mo Xingying, who didn't dodge, left five red marks on his face, but even so, his smile never faded.

Luo Qinghuan suddenly realized that she was wrong, she couldn't understand this nominal elder brother at all, maybe his usual gentleness and kindness were just a disguise, only the current him is the real Mo Xingying.

(End of this chapter)