[Comprehensive Yingmei] Pengwen walks readers

Chelsea went shopping.

Tom also went shopping.

Chelsea bought a lot of things, such as a scarf, windbreaker, and a long-handled umbrella.

Tom also bought a lot of things, such as a scarf, windbreaker, and a long-handled umbrella.

Chelsea smelled of mall perfume.

Tom also has this light citrus aroma.

The main thing is...

Faye thinks they've been out together.That means you have been out.

Bell, Alice and Merida gave real name likes.

In short, looking at Tom and Chelsea who were sitting at the same table eating and still flirting with each other from time to time, or Chelsea who was flirting with Tom against her face, Faye—well, it was Merida at this time, Merida was very angry.He was so angry that his hair curled up from root to tip, and the roots were fiery red.

Ye Xi felt the air pressure in the gunpowder barrel kept getting lower and lower, and anxiously protected his milk, rubbing it far away.

"Tessie." Merida stared at Tom and Chelsea, poking her bacon roll fiercely, "Tell me the truth, are they really father and daughter?"

Ye Xi raised his hand and swore: "Ten thousand and ten thousand, really, absolutely. I dare say that V-Riddle has changed Chelsea's diaper."

Merida turned her head and looked at Ye Xi in disbelief: "Will Tom's life be so miserable in the future? There is no house elf at home, and he has to change diapers by himself?!"

Mr. Gua: ... Tsk.

"It's just an analogy. In short, they are indeed father and daughter." Ye Xi said, "What's wrong?"

"Have they crossed the line of father-daughter relationship?" Merida pointed a fork at Tom who was pouring milk for Chelsea. "If you don't believe me, ask, how many people think they are a couple?"

Ye Xi pinched herself - why does her heroine always want to tear down her original CP - "No! It's normal for a father to pour milk for his daughter."

Merida asked very bluntly: "Then it's normal for a daughter to be shy when her father pours milk for her?!"

Jessie said——

……

What did this motherfucker Ranggua say? !

How to explain this? !

Che Che, please let me save your mother's nerves, can you? !

You said that you have already dismantled the cp with the professor, okay, that's fine, but don't marry the whole father, okay? !

Just pour the milk!How many times have you tried to pour the milk out of melons?But why are you blushing?

Why are you blushing? !

"Maybe it's just that we over-interpreted, after all, we are insiders." Ye Xi finally wanted to struggle to the death. "Maybe others don't think they mean that?"

Merida wrapped her hands around the porridge bowl, and said angrily, "Okay, then you can investigate, how many Tom's fans want to kill Fay—I mean, kill Chelsea who is wearing Fay's face."

As a result, the girls at half the long table—even including a few boys—all looked up.

"I seem to have heard someone talking about killing Fay." Walburga Black asked politely, "Is it too late to join now?"

Mr. Gua: ……………

Merida smiled: "It's full, sorry."

After the girls bowed their heads and continued to eat breakfast, Merida whispered to Ye Xi: "Anyway, I find it very strange."

Ye Xi was silent for a while, and then said: "I really didn't expect that. I thought she just preferred to rely on Dad."

"This kind of dependence already constitutes Electra, okay?" Merida complained, "You should ask Bell to explain to you what Electra is."

Ye Xi waved his hand: "No, no, no, JJ is strict. It's not good to explain."

Merida was depressed for a while.

"I always feel that I was confused before." She pouted and said, "After you showed up, I became even more confused."

Ye Xi patted her on the shoulder: "It will be fine."

Merida lowered her head, not saying a word in an annoyed Merida.

"Hey, Faye." Abu saw Chelsea sitting face to face with Tom studying in the library (in fact, she had been peeking at Tom in a secret, but everyone knew), "Didn't you just say you were going to go?" tower?"

Chelsea woke up from the furtive peeping, with a guilty look on her face: "Huh?"

"I said," Abu wanted to laugh, but he held back with a Malfoy professionalism when he saw Tom's expression, "I ran into you on the road just now, and you said you were going to the tower."

Chelsea raised her eyebrows—Fay had told her she would stay in the dorm, apparently breaking her word—"Really?"

"Fey has been reading books with me here." Tom gave Chelsea a meaningful look, "You read it wrong."

Chelsea looked away guiltily: "Yes."

Abu just wanted to say "You treat me as blind", but seeing Tom's warning eyes, he swallowed the words.

"Yeah, maybe I got it wrong." Abu laughed dryly, "I've been, um, a little short-sighted recently."

Bah, actually succumbed to Tom's lustful power!

Abramovich struggled in pain, Chelsea breathed a sigh of relief.

"That……"

"Do you have an appointment yet?" Tom asked with a smile. "The girl is waiting."

Abu choked up, and just wanted to say where did he get a date recently, but when he saw Chelsea, who was stiff and uncomfortable all over, Abu understood.

Oh ~

Tom's spring is finally here?

Wow, the iron tree is blooming!

Abu immediately said: "Yes, you see I forgot about it. Thank you, thank you, I will go right away."

Then Golden Retriever's genius assisted Abu and ran away happily.

Happy to help another person!

Tom looked at Chelsea, and Chelsea didn't dare to look at him guiltyly: "Well... maybe that's Fay?"

"Yeah," said Tom, "that's easy to see through."

"She said she'd be in the dorm..." Chelsea muttered.

Tom laughed: "Why should she listen to you?"

Chelsea rolled her eyes: "Well... because we have a good relationship!"

"Good relationship," repeated Tom. "Oh?"

"Of course," Chelsea said, "we're as close as, um, as close as . . . sisters!"

"Sister." Tom chewed on this sentence, and suddenly had a guess, "Oh...could it be, you really are..."

Chelsea was on high tension.

"... Tywin Selwyn's illegitimate daughter?"

Chelsea slapped her face on the table.

"No!" She retorted excitedly, "I'm not his daughter! My father is much better than him!"

Tom was a little surprised: "Better than him? Tywin is the director of the Law Enforcement Department, and he is almost the next minister appointed by Qin (clam). Besides the minister, who else is better than him?"

Chelsea's tail was going up to the sky: "I won't tell you."

Tom got curious.

"Chelsea," he called to her, smiling, "come here and take a look at me."

Chelsea was still smiling with her head up just now, but when she heard him call, she quickly lowered her head and looked nervously into Tom's dark eyes.

"Your father—"

Chelsea recalled the red-eyed man standing on the platform smiling at her. She watched him being left behind by the train through the glass, and he also watched her leave his side.

"My dad." Chelsea was a little depressed.

"—So it was him."

Tom leaned back slowly in his chair.

In a moment of insanity, he saw the omnipotent man Chelsea described.

The man smiled and met Chelsea's gaze across all of Chelsea's thoughts and memories.

"Goodday," said Voldemort, "Youngboy."

Tom hurried through the crowd after class and rushed to the Gryffindor tower.

Yes, it is here that Abu met Fay, if there is time, she hasn't left yet...

He wanted to confirm his terrible surmise.

How, how could... how could it be possible...

Chelsea, could it be...?

If that's the case, isn't Faye...

"Faye!"

He opened the door of an empty classroom, and the half-race giant and the brown-haired bookish girl who suddenly interrupted the conversation looked at him in surprise.

"What Faye?" Hagrid was confused, "Did you find the wrong place?"

"I'm sorry." Tom collected himself, "I called the wrong one, I'm looking for Bell."

Bell was a little flustered, but her character supported her to straighten her back: "Ah, Senior Riddle, what's the matter? I'm chatting with Hagrid about fried-tailed snails."

"Something," said Tom. "Fay asked me to send you a message."

Both Hagrid and Bell waited for the message in silence, but Tom looked at Hagrid sternly, and the meaning was obvious:

go away.

The rough-headed Hagrid and Tom looked at each other innocently for a long time, until Bell understood what he meant and began to elbow him.

"Well," Bell said, "maybe Fay doesn't want people to hear it."

Hagrid shuffled away dejectedly: "Oh. Then, goodbye Bell. It was a pleasure chatting with you."

"Yes, it was a pleasure chatting with you." Bell raised his voice behind him, "See you next time!"

"I'll bring you spider eggs!" Hagrid said loudly as he closed the door.

click.

The door is closed.

Now there are only Tom and Bell left in the empty classroom, Tom who is full of oppression, and Bell who wants to become Merida to give him strength.

"Bell," Tom called, "I actually wanted to talk to you about Faye."

Bell's first reaction was that Tom had discovered her secret of peeling onions.

"Yeah." She pretended to be calm, and sat on the table shaking her legs, because she was so nervous that she couldn't even find the rhythm of shaking her legs.

"You and Faye are good friends, aren't you?" Tom said. "I see you walking together a lot."

Bell nodded wildly.

"Then I want to talk to you about something," said Tom. "I think, I think, I like Faye."

Bell's eyes widened.

"Yes." Tom nodded sternly, and tried to hold back his laughter as he looked at Bell's frightened look like a bunny. "I know it's abrupt, but feelings are just like this, inexplicable and fascinating."

Bell didn't find it fascinating at all!

It's confusing! ! !

"Hmm." Bell pinched his jaw to calm himself down, "Since when did you...?"

"After we visited Harrods in Chelsea last time." Tom said deliberately, seeing that Bell's face turned blue successfully, "I think she is very cute and straightforward."

"Yeah." Bell reluctantly agreed, trying to restrain the inner self that wanted to jump out—no, no, no, Alice, don't get excited, it's not like you... Ah, didn't Alice want to come out?

"And she came to see me in the school hospital. After I was discharged from the hospital, she cared about me. Sometimes I would study with her in the library..."

Those are Faye in Chelsea disguise! ! !

——Merida!Merida, I know it's you!don't come out!Come out and it's over!Don't beat Tom and don't beat Chelsea! ! !you calm down!

"Her innocence, her enthusiasm, her sincerity, her kindness...all impressed me."

--what?Wasn't it you who came up with it?Merida, don't scare me, if it's not you, then whoever wants to control the body, could it be Tao——

"I think I like her."

—Myrtle, are you there?

Myrtle let out a whimper.

Tom watched Bell's brown hair darken little by little with a triumphant smile, and the girl's amber eyes became misty, and the water vapor filled up, storing a large pool of clear grievances and pains of a girl.

"Why are you sad?" Tom asked inductively. "Shouldn't you be happy for your good friend? Because I think she likes me too."

"It's not right!" screamed Myrtle, she had the exact same face as Faye - she was the innermost Faye, she was Faye the way she was, her most vulnerable and vulnerable inside ——"You can't like her, and she can't like you! You should, you should, you should like, like—"

Tom looked down at the girl and slowly leaned over to hug her knees, huddled into a small ball, and cried heartbreakingly: "You should, you should like me..."

"Because you like me?" Tom asked.

Myrtle nodded weeping.

"Why do you like me and I should like you?"

"Because Chelsea says that's the future." Myrtle sobbed. "That's our future. The future is us, and we'll be together..."

Tom gradually confirmed his guess.

"Are we going to be together?" Tom pressed on step by step. He slowly walked up to the little girl who was crying wet, and took her hand away from her face, looking at her wet face and flushed face. Eyes, "Because Chelsea said we would be together? Is there any proof? There is no proof."

"Chelsea is the proof!" Myrtle dared not look into Tom's glowing eyes, "because she is, she is—"

"She's our daughter."

Tom said softly.

"You've been hanging out with Faye lately."

Chelsea was bored in the dormitory playing with the locket hanging around her neck, opening it, closing it, opening it, closing it, and the photo of Voldemort and her laughing in it was also bright and dark.

Ye Xi is still struggling to write novels, she is not used to using a quill pen, and can only write a few hundred words a day: "Huh?"

"Why are you so close to her?" Chelsea was dissatisfied, "Who helped you get ahead when you were bullied, tell me."

"It's you." Ye Xi casually struggled with the ink stain on a piece of paper, "You are the best."

"You know I'm the best and I go to dinner and study with Fay." Chelsea muttered, and then carefully looked at the photos in the locket.

"Cheney..." Ye Xi dragged out her voice, "You've been hanging out with Tom in the library recently, and Faye is alone again. If you don't follow her, who should I follow?"

"Then you..." Chelsea thought about it, but she was still not convinced, "Then you can't get so close to her!"

Ye Xi thought it was funny, raised her head and said, "Okay, she didn't snatch me away. But what's your rivalry with your mother?"

"I always feel that she is not my mother, and I don't feel maternal in her." Chelsea muttered, "It's more like a rival in love."

"Fuck," Ye Xi was really shocked this time, "What rival in love, you like your dad?!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Chelsea jumped up from the bed, "I, I, I mean, she stole you away!!!"

Ye Xi looked at her suspiciously for a long time.

"That's good." She continued to write the novel of "the author who keeps passing through after being punished" with the fear of tearing down the CP, "My old heart can't bear more torture, you don't like Snape enough Scared me."

"I like Tom and I don't like Snape." Chelsea pouted.

Ye Xi successfully scratched the book with a quill.

father married!all!dog leash! ! ! !

Go marry his father! ! !

The author has something to say: against Tom, the rank is still low.

On Double Eleven, I picked up a fan mechanical keyboard, and I can code happily