Fall In Love With A Substitute

"Here, watermelon."

Chen Lu was startled by Lin Qinglu's performance, she reached out to get the watermelon slice that her cousin handed over in a daze, and found that Lin Qinglu's eyes immediately fell on the piece of watermelon.

How should I put it, if the watermelon grows jio, it may be frightened by that look so that it will lift the tablecloth and hide in it.

This reaction doesn't seem right.

Chen Lu took a bite of the watermelon blankly, calmed down, and continued to make persistent efforts.

"Cousin, do you have time in mid-January? I want to go to Northern Europe, can you accompany me?"

Before Jian Yixin could speak, Lin Qinglu gracefully put down the tableware first, and said:

"Unfortunately, your cousin is coming to my birthday party." She turned to look at Ms. Chen, "Pianiao promised me to attend my birthday party, and it will be broadcast live on the Internet, and my aunt can also see it. "

"Sounds good. Pianpiao is good at everything, but she doesn't have many friends in China. Seeing that she has made such a good friend as you, I feel relieved..."

Lin Qinglu could roughly tell that Song Pianyi hadn't told her family about them yet.

Also, the two of them are still dating, it's too early to say.Lin Qinglu seemed to be harboring a little secret between the two of them, and she had a little secret joy. She kept her thoughts hidden and said dignifiedly:

"It's my honor to know Pian Chu."

Chen Lu watched from the side, a little dumbfounded, the watermelon in her hand suddenly became less sweet.

Wait, wait, auntie, I doubt they are good friends!

After a meal, a group of people came to the parking lot of the club. Ms. Chen was going to have a beauty treatment with her old sisters, and the driver of the Song family came to pick her up.

Before leaving, he and Lin Qinglu added WeChat, and even said that they would go shopping together when Lin Qinglu came back from the finale.

After Ms. Chen left, Jian Yixin asked Chen Lu, "Are you going back to school? I'll ask the driver to take you."

Now Chen Lu's vigilance has been raised to the highest level, and her first reaction is: In traditional social etiquette, everyone sends the guests home first.

For the cousin, between her and Lin Qinglu, she...is the outsider? ?

Chen Lu suffered a knowing blow from her cousin.

She nodded in bewilderment, and her cousin called the driver. At the last moment of leaving the battlefield, Chen Lu hugged her cousin with her last stubbornness.

"Goodbye, cousin."

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

After Chen Lu got into the car, Jian Yixin turned to look at Lin Qinglu:

"When are you coming back—"

The words were interrupted by Lin Qinglu's movements.

Lin Qinglu leaned forward.

The familiar Leng Xiang is like a tide, and she is the coast.

When Lin Qinglu's arms embraced her, the cold fragrance spread over her temples and hair.

She was wrapped inside, soaked in the smell of Lin Qinglu.

The flexible arms wrapped around the waist, the soft hair that is gently scratched at the side of the neck.

The warm and moist breath brushing against the ear, and the abundance that is squeezed by the clothes.

Imprisonment, slightly itchy, fragrant, soft.

Jian Yixin's heart palpitated for a moment as the mixed and chaotic sensations rushed over his face.

When hugging Lin Qinglu, why are all the details maximized.

It was as if the senses were equipped with a magnifying glass, and a little bit of perception was infinitely enlarged, and then a small speaker was used to transmit it to her soul.

The soul was shaken to numbness.

Especially, compared to Chen Lu's painless hug before.

The surrounding vehicles are neat and quiet, and the machinery is cold.

Lin Qinglu's heartbeat was chaotic, gongs and drums were ringing, and his blood was boiling hot.

Instead of letting go, she tightened her arms and pressed the man into her arms again.

Her eyelids are half drooped, and her long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow, gently covering her amber eyes, and her voice is tired and aggrieved:

"I also want."

Chen Lu can hug Song Pianiao, why can't she.

She wants to hug her tighter and longer.

Song Pina will not push herself away.

For some reason, Lin Qinglu was very convinced.

Song Pina's car has not yet driven away.The glass was opaque, she couldn't see inside, but she knew that Chen Lu must be watching.

Lin Maomao hugged her little Fudie tightly, raised her eyelids, and looked at the rear window.

Half announcement, half warning.

Chen Lu hid behind the car window, shaking with fright.

Lin Qinglu's eyes...

What about that good-natured young man who was obedient and obedient to his aunt just now?

What about Lin Yinghou, who is self-sufficient and arrogant in front of her cousin?

It's okay for her to hug her cousin, but she still scares herself like this!

——No, how could she hug her cousin!

It's not normal to hug for so long.

The cousin will definitely push her away, for sure.

But Chen Lu waited in the car for a long time, but still didn't see the expected picture.

The driver asked her: "Miss, shall we go?"

Chen Lu's eyes were staring dry, she stomped her feet and looked away: "Let's go."

Don't watch, don't wait, my heart is already broken, and I can't stick it back.

When she turned on her phone, she saw a series of Weibo reminders, all of which were private messages from people who eat melons asking her when she would come out to break Lin Song's love bubble.

Chen Lu is very unwilling, but the Chen family motto is honesty and courage. As a child of the Chen family, Chen Lu can only write with a sultry face and complex emotions:

@少女的Lulu: Lin Song szd

"Face-slapping scene?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

"How is it true?? Please tell me some details, it's not bad for this amount of traffic"

"I believe that the blogger has really met Lin Song, and we are half-sisters with Lin Song."

Chen Lu replied angrily: "Don't knock! Don't knock to death!"

She uninstalled Weibo angrily, and when she woke up the next day, she couldn't help but download it back, and when she opened it, she saw that she had soared [-] followers, and she jumped out of bed in fright.

When she looked for the reason, she found out that she was reposted by @林凉鹅姬欢欢君, PS:

Here is a blogger who doesn't want to be a fan of Lin Song but gets it, everyone, come and envy her!

"..."

Chen Lu lay back upright, picked up the quilt to cover her face.

I regret it, I am very sorry now.

Jian Yixin watched the car drive Chen Lu away.

Lin Qinglu was leaning on the heavy shoulder.Jian Yixin was hugged so tightly that she didn't even have room to move.

Like a real butterfly, she was pressed against the soft and plump Lin Qinglu by the center of the butterfly bone on her back.

The back is slender and fragile, the butterfly wings hang down softly, and the hem of the light gray coat is flowing around the calf, showing a very involuntary beauty.

Because the person who imprisoned him didn't intend to release it for a long time, Jian Yixin had no choice but to call out:

"Qing Heron?"

"Hug me." Lin Qinglu muttered, in a place where Jian Yixin couldn't see, her eyes were stubborn and cold, "Just now when Chen Lu hugged you, you didn't mention her."

Jian Yixin was stunned for a moment, and then understood - that is to say, because he didn't mention Chen Lu, he couldn't talk about her either?

She smiled helplessly: "Lulu hugged me and then let go."

"I'll just give you a hug too." Lin Qinglu pursed her lips.

"Before you let go, it's all about once."

In the slightly dim parking lot, the bright white parking sign line extended from their feet, spreading to the distance, and they stood in place, their figures overlapping.

Laughter came from the passage not far away, and other people came down.

Jian Yixin raised his hand and patted Lin Qinglu's straight back lightly, his tone was lighter than his actions:

"There are others coming, and you will be seen."

If you see anything, it's like giving Lin Song officials sugar, Lin Qinglu doesn't care at all.

"Let go first, okay?"

But Lin Qinglu couldn't resist her talking to herself like this.

When the same sentence is uttered from her, it has her taste, as if the little tail at the end of the sentence is softer than others, gently brushing over the tip of my heart.

Restlessness and dissatisfaction were soothed by Moisturizing, Lin Qinglu had no choice but to obey.

She loves it.

Liu Lele took Lin Qinglu back to the crew, Luo Chun and Ji Liu had already prepared skewers and waited for her to report on the battle situation.

"Is the brand satisfied with you?"

"Is it going well for the sisters to marry into a wealthy family?"

Lin Qinglu sat down on the chair, and covered her body with her intimate little padded jacket, hooking the fluff of the brim of her hat once and for all:

"I have exchanged private WeChat messages with Aunt Chen."

"Oh, very good." Luo Chun's eyes lit up.

Without saying a word, Ji Liu buried his head in the phone and fiddled with it for a while: "Where is my middle-aged and elderly emoticon pack? My sister will give you fire support."

"Thank you." Lin Qinglu said lazily.

"You're welcome, sister, when you marry in, a check for 1000 million yuan will be exchanged with an emoji." After Ji Liu finished speaking, he sighed sadly, "According to your progress, the confession has not yet been seen, and I don't know when I will be able to send the money .”

"almost."

"Eh?"

"Sister Ning finally figured it out?"

Lin Qinglu didn't respond.

Thinking of what Chen Lu had done, her subordinates plucked out a bunch of fluff from the little padded jacket with all her strength, and when she recovered, her heart ached terribly.

It's all Chen Lu's fault.

When she becomes Chen Lu's cousin-in-law, she will be sent off with money:

Take this New Year's greeting red envelope and leave me and your cousin!

Under the complicated gazes of the three, Lin Yinghou, who was lost in thought, showed a domineering expression.

Not to mention, Lin Ying's back face is there, no matter what she looks like, she is extremely beautiful, like an arrogant and vicious female supporting role, both hateful and cute.

Lin Yinghou put the bunch of fluffy hairs on the table, and took a photo for Mr. Song:

"The fur fell out."

Mr. Song who received the WeChat stared at the picture for a long time, but didn't understand what it was.

Is anyone's cat losing hair?

But Mr. Song knew that if he didn't reply to the message, other cats wouldn't know if they lost their hair, and Lin Mao would be so wronged that he would lose his hair.

She thought for 2 minutes, scrolled through the chat history, and from Yinghou Lin's speech history, she picked a cat and cat head emoticon package, saved it, and sent it over.

"Don't be childish, can you be more mature in front of the person you like?"

"Mr. Song is so busy every day when you post this kind of ghost thing, so he will talk to you?" Ji Liu's expression was indescribable, plausible, "She won't talk to you at all."

"Is it childish?" Lin Qinglu's cold face showed pure doubts, "Is it childish to send her something you want to show her?"

Ji Liu stopped talking.

"Besides, this is a gift she gave me. I should tell her about being ripped off by Mao Mao."

Grandpa Ji Liu Subway looks at his mobile phone expression:

"Please don't talk about Canada Goose in the tone of 'this is our child, if the child fails math, he should tell the child his mother'."

"In short, Mr. Song will definitely not reply to you." Ji Liu pointed to the dialog box on Yinghou Lin's phone, "Look, the message has been sent for 5 minutes, has Mr. Song replied to you—"

At the end of Ji Liu's speech, he glanced at the dialog box.

At this glance, Mr. Song, who has always been concise and to the point, with only punctuation marks in his tone, replied Lin Yinghou with an emoji of a cat looking around with big grape eyes.

The cat's head was right under her fingertips, wantonly showing off its cuteness.

"..."

"Fuck." Ji Liu said expressionlessly.