When the villain dresses up as the heroine of an abuse novel [Quick Transmigration]

Ning Yunqing caught her senior sister's daze and panic, she glanced at Yu Murong with a smile and said, "Let's go, go and celebrate your mother's birthday."

Yu Murong thought to herself: Mother cares so much about her appearance, she is afraid that others will grow old in front of her, and you still say birthday wishes, let her know that you won't be mad at her.She pursed her lips and smiled lightly, holding Ning Yunqing's hand and walking up the stairs.

At the top, Ye Wanrong was still immersed in the previous shock. She couldn't believe that nearly 20 years had passed, and the years hadn't left any marks on Ning Yunqing's face. Her junior sister was not old?impossible!Probably because she was far away, and she had some vision loss recently, so she couldn't see clearly, it must be like this.

A smile gradually appeared on Ye Wanrong's face. She confirmed her thoughts, but just as soon as she turned her head, she saw Yu Murong and Ning Yunqing. The impact of facing each other was even greater. She stared at Ning Yun without blinking. Qing, the complexion is as tender as that of a girl back then, standing with her daughter is indeed like her peers, this...how is this possible?She has used so many cosmetics, and going to the beauty salon almost every day has no effect?How could the junior sister achieve it?Did the junior sister have plastic surgery?Ye Wanrong was stunned, and suddenly heard Ning Yunqing calling her, "Senior Sister?"

Ye Wanrong had the habit of playing tender since she left the villa. When she heard someone calling her sister, she immediately felt a little guilty. She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ning Yunqing with a frown. , the corners of the eyes and brows are full of smiles, not stiff at all, the effect of plastic surgery would be great, right?

Ye Wanrong lost his mind again, Yu Murong couldn't bear to watch, and gently pushed her, "Mom, Yun Qing called you."

"Huh?" Ye Wanrong finally came back to reality from her own small world, she smiled hypocritically, "Junior Sister, you are here." She looked at Yu Murong again, and complained with a smile, "Why did you come to disturb your master again, kid?" Is it? Your master is not as idle as mother, so don't take him around here."

She said this with the intention of searching. She wanted to know if Ning Yunqing was really taken to a plastic surgery institution by her daughter. The questioning was just an introduction. Who knew that her daughter would shatter her expectations with a single sentence. .Yu Murong replied: "I know Yunqing is very busy, this time I brought her out because of something. This is the first stop. Mom, I have something to tell you."

"Do you want to wish mom a happy birthday?" Ye Wanrong changed the subject in order to calm down, and hugged her daughter with a smile, "Mom knows you are sensible." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her daughter's right hand tightly holding Ning Yunqing's left hand , She was stunned, and asked, "Murong, you are so old, why are you still clinging to Master?"

Ning Yunqing admired Yu Murong since she was a child. She knew that Yu Murong was sometimes very sincere. She thought that Yu Murong's answers must be very exciting, so she couldn't help but keep a close eye on Ye Wanrong.Yu Murong answered logically: "Because I like her."

Ye Wanrong frowned, not daring to think in the direction she thought, and said in defense: "It's the apprentice's right to like the master."

"It's not like that. I..." Yu Murong wanted to say again, Ning Yunqing had seen Ye Wanrong's face gradually turning pale, expecting to climb up Ye Wanrong's face together with panic, Ning Yunqing thought she must be looking forward to the next words, so she said Yu Murong said: "Murong, today is your mother's 43rd birthday."

43...Ye Wanrong's face was so pale that even makeup could not conceal it. Yu Murong was also filial. Leading Ning Yunqing down the stairs, she laughed softly as she walked, "You always said you wanted to hear me play, and now this is your chance. I'll play for you."

"Okay." Ning Yunqing stood beside Yu Murong, looking at her quietly.White piano, white short skirt, young and beautiful girl, slender fingertips, the rhythm dancing on the fingertips, all these combined reminded her of Feng Xuan, which was probably how she met Feng Xuan back then.The two were accidentally assigned to a world by the Lord God to do tasks. At that time, Feng Xuan wanted to help the heroine recognize the heroine's second female lead, and she was a passerby who wanted to abuse the scumbag heroine. The conversation became more and more enjoyable, and finally we just abused the scumbag together. The first time we met at that time was Feng Xuan in a white dress sitting by the piano, playing a beautiful piece of music. "

Yin Fengxuan raised his head, with a faint smile on his lips, "Thank you. Besides beauty, what else do you hear?"

"I also recognized you..." Ning Yunqing deliberately stopped talking, and after waiting for a while, he painted Yin Fengxuan with his eyes and said, "It's very cute."

Yu Murong's piece was similar to what Yin Fengxuan played that day. After playing it, she looked at Ning Yunqing with a smile, as if she was waiting for praise.

Ning Yunqing clapped her hands without hesitation, "The music is beautiful."

Yu Murong smiled, raised her head and asked her, "Apart from beauty, what else do you hear?"

"I also heard that you—" Ning Yunqing reached out and brushed Yu Murong's long hair, leaning into her ear and whispering, "You are very cute."

Yu Murong felt a little embarrassed at once, she pursed her lips and smiled, she pulled Ning Yunqing and walked out to a remote place, before she said: "Really, there were so many people just now, if you want to praise, you can wait until there are fewer people."

"Okay." After hearing Yu Murong's words, Ning Yunqing immediately leaned in front of Yu Murong, and praised with a smile, "Murong, you are so cute, you are beautiful, your fingers are beautiful, and you can play music well, um..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Yu Murong probably guessed what she was going to say, covered her mouth with her index finger, and snorted, "Of course I know I'm cute. You're cute too. Otherwise, why would I love you." As he spoke, he kissed Ning Yunqing's lips.

There was no one around when she kissed, but at the moment of kissing, Ye Wanrong happened to walk over, seeing the scene where her daughter kissed her junior sister, her heart was shocked again.The shock was so great that she couldn't accept it. She didn't want to face this reality, so she retreated and hid in the crowd, talking one after another, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more rigid.After finally surviving the dinner party, she returned to the house, facing the empty big room, took a sip of wine, her body became more drunk, staggered before taking two steps, and flipped through the book her husband put on the bedside table, The pages of the book were scattered on the floor, revealing a photo.She lowered her body to pick it up, her blurry eyes blurred her eyes, and she squinted to see the person clearly. The photo should have been taken 20 years ago, and the person in the photo was her junior sister Ning Yunqing.

"This face is really the same as now." Ye Wanrong snorted, thinking that her husband still kept the photo of her first love with her, she became angry and couldn't help shouting, "Ah!" She stretched out her hand and tore up the photo , She sat on the edge of the bed and panted for a while, thinking of her husband who hadn't come home yet, she stood up angrily and walked out with her slippers on.Before going downstairs, she heard her husband's voice downstairs. Her husband actually stood at the door and chatted with the two women.

She couldn't see clearly from a distance, so she walked downstairs again, and only when she got to the first floor did she realize that the two people were her daughter and junior sister.She is not worried about her own daughter, but her junior sister... Her junior sister robbed her daughter, is she going to rob her senior brother again? !

The roots of her teeth were grinding and rattling, and the veins on the back of her hand were bulging when she was holding on to the armrest. Ning Yunqing practiced immortality, and her five senses were already different from ordinary people. She could hear it clearly from Ye Wanrong tearing up photos inside the door and roaring. Hearing the sound of teeth grinding at this time is even more enjoyable , she followed the topic of talking with Yu Changmu before, put her arms around Yu Murong and said: "Since the brother thanked me for teaching my daughter, I can take Murong away."

Does Yunqing want to confess to my father for me?Yu Murong smiled and rubbed into Ning Yunqing's arms, and said, "Dad, I really like Yunqing, I want to go with her."

The two of them were joking, but they were telling the truth, but Yu Changmu didn't develop his mind. He still felt that the two were joking, and responded wittily, "It seems that I gave birth to a white-eyed wolf girl, so that's good." , I will throw you to my junior sister, and will not let you go home for the rest of my life."

Yu Murong laughed out her white teeth, and Yu Changmu was still joking with the two of them. Unexpectedly, she suddenly shouted loudly, "No!" Ye Wanrong couldn't bear it anymore and walked out. Her makeup was still on, and the wrinkles on her face were perfectly covered. But a pair of eyes were full of hostility, and looked slightly red. I don't know if they just cried or were stimulated.Pointing at Ning Yunqing with her index finger, her fingertips trembled, and her voice trembled, "You...you..."

"Senior Sister?" Ning Yunqing looked at her puzzled.Yu Murong was already in the posture of being in her arms, and stretched out his hand to embrace her behind him.Yu Changmu also saw that something was wrong, so he rushed over to his wife and said softly, "Wan Rong, you drank too much, it's our junior sister, not someone else."

"I'm referring to her!" Ye Wanrong panted, heaving up and down, "She...she's shameless!"

"Wan Rong!"

"mom!"

Yu Changmu and Yu Murong's father and daughter shouted in unison, Ye Wanrong laughed angrily, then pointed at Yu Changmu and Yu Murong tremblingly, "You...you, hehe, you all like her, you all turn your elbows away! I... I'm your wife! It's your mother! Both of you are facing her, toward her..." She took two steps back, her head was a little dizzy from the alcohol, she shook her head with all her strength, and then regained her sobriety, and looked aside Ning Yunqing, who was as pale as a fairy, recalled the scene where her husband and daughter were protecting her, so she stretched out her hand in anger, "Ning Yunqing!"

Before he entered, he was restrained by Yu Changmu's father and daughter, one on the left and one on the right. Yu Changmu frowned when he smelled his wife's alcohol. Take your mother back to the house."

Yu Murong nodded, and walked up with her mother in her arms.Yu Changmu turned around and apologized, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister. Your Senior Sister drank too much, and she probably lost her mind. I'll book you a suite outside, you can live there first."

Ning Yunqing shook her head, "No need. I'll just go back. But—" She paused, leaving a meaningful sentence, "I take what my brother said before."

"Huh?" Yu Changmu didn't think about it, but Ning Yunqing had already gone out. When Yu Murong went downstairs, she saw her father standing at the door in a daze. She frowned and asked, "Where's Yunqing?"

"Just went out." Yu Changmu replied.Yu Murong was startled, she didn't have time to change her shoes, so she ran out wearing slippers.

The author has something to say: Xiao Murong: I really like Yun Qing, I want to elope with her!

Ning Yunqing: I got your father's consent, why do you still say it's an elopement?

Yu Changmu: I thought my junior sister and my daughter were joking, but I didn't think they were serious...

The manuscript box is updated. If there is no accident on the 21th, it will be saved in the manuscript box. The fixed time is 30:3~ oh~(づ￣[-]￣)づ