"Cover your stomach, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

Wei'an took her hand and laughed: "Stop reading magazines, come up and I'll show you a good one!"

The ambiguity of this sentence successfully made Gu Qing look away.

She climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Weian.

"Look! I took a picture of you! Doesn't it look good?"

Wei An swipe through the photos in the album, there are about a dozen of them, all of them are Gu Qing.

Wei An and Gu Qing had a program at the opening ceremony of the cultural festival, and the school music club had a drama, Gu Qing played "a fake princess who grew up pampered in the castle", and Wei An played "a real princess who grew up in poverty among the people".

These are photos from their rehearsals.

The princess played by Gu Qing wears a gorgeous big skirt and a complicated crown. Even in normal rehearsals, she would wear a skirt to practice movements such as lifting the skirt.

Gu Qing in Wei'an's photo is very pretty.The sunlight came in through the branches outside the classroom, and fell on her long skirt, and the corners of the skirt were mottled, as if it had ignited a gentle and hot sun.

Every angle is different.

In the rehearsal dance classroom, there are often many people around Gu Qing, but they all talk to their friends, but Gu Qing stands out from the crowd, usually wearing a long white or blue dress, with a green face and long soft hair. , the beauty is like a girl who is out of the world, with shallow eyes and ignorance of world affairs.It really looks like an innocent and quiet princess in an ancient castle.

"...I think this one looks good, it can be used as a wallpaper after repairing it..." Wei An slid to a photo, which was taken by someone else.

Beside the stage of the small theater, on the stairs with wooden floor, Gu Qing was sitting, wearing a red dancing shoe, the other foot was bare outside the crimson princess dress, and the laces of that shoe were scattered in the sunshine on one side, only An lay on her lap, smiling brightly, and stretched out a snow-white arm as if wanting to touch the tip of Gu Qing's nose.

Wei'an was still wearing the same white dress, her wardrobe was full of white dresses, they were so ostentatious, the beauty was upright, the beauty was bright, the beauty was flamboyant and innocent.

"I forgot who took this picture... It seems to be that..." Wei'an chattered while picking out the filter: "It's not you, I rubbed my nose when I played the witch, if I didn't wipe it back for you You haven't been laughed to death yet..."

Gu Qing stretched out her hand and clicked: "That's what looks good." She picked out a filter.Wei'an saves and sets the wallpaper.

"It's so beautiful!" Wei An sat up with satisfaction and smiled, then turned to look at Gu Qing who was lying on his side: "Your acting skills are really good, you can go to the film school or something in the future? What school do you want to go to?"

Gu Qing looked at her against the light, squinted his eyes, and said lazily, "Let's go to film school."

"Really? I want to take the test too... But won't you lose points in the art test?" Before the words fell, the sound of keys opening the door came from the house, and then Wei An's mother shouted: "An'er! Come out and eat watermelon! Your dad just bought it!"

Wei An got up with a grunt, and ran out with bare feet: "Mom! Show you the photo of me and Gu Qing performing a drama!"

Wei'an's mother absent-mindedly cleaned up the watermelon in the plastic bag, glanced at it casually and smiled: "Okay, it looks good, Gu Qing, come and eat the watermelon!"

Gu Qing stood at the door of Wei'an's room and smiled, "Thank you, Auntie."

Wei An followed her mother into the kitchen, and her voice came through the half-opened door: "Mom, you don't know how to cook, do you? Don't put so much salt in it anymore, spoiling the dishes..."

"Nonsense! Go away, your dad won't come back from working overtime today, no one will do it, eat it or not!"

"Then do it well, I went to play games with Gu Qing."

"Play that game less, it's really...every time I want to play, you two will occupy it..."

Wei An ran out of the kitchen giggling, Gu Qing had already eaten several pieces of watermelon.

Wei An: "Give me some leftover, you..." He said while sitting next to Gu Qing to choose which piece to eat first.

Gu Qing wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, "What are you playing?"

Wei'an said, "Mario!"

Gu Qing smiled, reached out and pinned the strand of hair falling down her cheek: "Okay."

She looked at Wei'an's mouth after eating watermelon, her lips were bright, her cheeks were slightly bulging, her eyelashes were fluttering, Shanshan was lovely.

Wei An felt that she was staring at him, and suddenly turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Gu Qing and her stared at each other for a few seconds, and Wei An's heart trembled: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei An's chin was picked up by a slightly cool hand, and Gu Qing's shadow magnified infinitely in the setting sun that was about to sink into the city's underground.

Wei An couldn't hold the thing in her hand, and fell into the trash can in front of her with a "plop".

The watermelon is cool and sweet, with a warm and soft lip, the taste is slippery, and you can't stop it.

Wei'an was stunned, she froze her hands and feet and felt the soft touch on her lips repeatedly, it was slippery and soft, she had never felt it before.

Gu Qing let go of her and opened his eyes, "Watermelon is so sweet."

Wei An blinked.

Gu Qing approached her again, tilted his head, and his hair fell coolly on Wei An's fair collarbone. Wei An flinched a bit, but still did not avoid the second kiss.

A voice against the lips: "Open your mouth..."

Wei'an's face turned red with a "boom"—she struggled, but her voice was blocked, and after kissing the person pressing on her for a while, she released her strength, Gu Qing raised her head: "Don't be afraid, we won't Play Mario, play something else."

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