The vicious supporting actress is the heroine's favorite

The night wind was cool, but the kiss on the lips was hot.

Du Qingqing was stunned, she didn't realize what was going on at all, she just stood there in a daze and didn't dare to move, it was like fireworks were going off in her mind, her body became limp and her head became dazed.

Why, why did you kiss me all of a sudden!

She was dumbfounded for a while before remembering to ask the system: "What's going on?!"

"I didn't know!" The system's voice quickly sounded from my mind, filled with resentment, "My eyes are full of mosaics!"

Curse? This is, what to be afraid of.

The system sighed, suddenly felt that he had nothing to love, and quickly closed his mouth and ran away to self-isolation.

Du Qingqing was left alone to face such an unexpected situation.

Why did Su Jimian kiss her...

Du Qingqing has never been in a relationship since she was a child, and she has never been kissed, so she doesn't understand the situation at all at this moment.

I just feel that my cheeks are getting redder, my heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and my breathing is subconsciously getting heavier. The sensitivity of all senses has reached its peak at this moment.

Su Jimian's palms were very hot.

The embrace is also, fragrant and warm, enough to counteract all cold winds at the moment of hugging.

Even kisses and breaths are sweet, and the taste of the strawberry candy wrapped in it is really unforgettable.

It took Du Qingqing a lot of strength to break free from her hand, lowered her head and pushed her aside cowardly, wanting to ask her what the hell are you doing, I was almost out of breath.

The words came to his lips, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the crystal drops of water dripping on his cheeks.

When she raised her head again, she saw smiles and tears in Su Jimian's eyes, and heard her slowly open her mouth, and said softly, "Thank you, Miss Jin."

"You're the first person to tell me that."

The moonlight is beautiful tonight.

Sitting in the tent, Du Qingqing listened to this man open his heart and tell himself a story for the first time. To sum up, it was probably a story about a child who was not favored since he was a child and could only eke out a living by painting.

The child in the story is lonely and pitiful. He has been neglected by his patriarchal mother since he can remember. The only father who treats him well is accidentally terminally ill. He can only lie in bed and rely on high medical expenses to maintain his life.

Children's childhood is lonely and dark from beginning to end, only painting can soothe the soul.

Loving and enthusiastic.

So since then, the child has always had a wish, hoping to become a great painter when he grows up, draw many beautiful paintings, earn a lot of money, cure his father's illness, and give himself a better life.

A wish is like a seed, and it grows vigorously in the bottom of my heart. The child has been working hard and bravely for this wish, for many, many years at a time.

But no matter how hard she tries, there will always be various voices telling her that there is no way out for painting, you can't succeed, and the family is so short of money, it's better to get a job quickly, and you can't make a living doing these things eat.

What a waste of time.

Even those closest to her are scolding her for being unfilial.

The child almost gave up many times, and he didn't even know what he was insisting on, and why he was working so hard.

Until I met this person in front of me.

She told herself, I like your paintings very much, your paintings are very beautiful, and you will definitely become a great painter in the future.

Childhood dreams are like summer flowers, and at this moment, they coincide with her words brilliantly.

It was the first time for Du Qingqing to see Su Jimian smiling so happily.

She paused, and wanted to reach out to pat him, to express her comfort.

Just as he raised his hand, he suddenly remembered the extremely ambiguous kiss just now, and that little white hand trembled and retracted it.

Sitting there hesitated for a while, and simply shifted the destination to her head.

Like coaxing a child, he touched it twice, patted it, and finally said: "Come on."

"I believe Mianmian is the best." She said, a beautiful smile gradually formed on her lips, "I'll wait for the day you become famous."

Heartwarming and sincere encouragement.

Su Ji Mian then smiled, looked at her, and after a while said lightly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kiss you again?"

As soon as the words fell, Du Qingqing retracted her hand timidly, the tension in her eyes was very obvious.

This person has always been like this, he is as dull as a fool when it comes to sex.

Su Jimian sighed, looked up at her, but soon smiled again.

But it doesn't matter, she has enough time and energy to wait, wait for her to open up again, wait for her to fall in love with herself again.

"Just kidding." She smiled, got out of the tent and got up, took the coat hanging on the chair and put it on Du Qingqing.

Just said: "Miss Jin, good night."

And: "I have a special appreciation for you."

Du Qingqing didn't sleep well that night, perhaps because she listened to too many stories before going to bed, tonight she unexpectedly had a dream for a long time.

In the dream, there are many overlapping pictures, and it is impossible to distinguish the beginning and the end, and it is impossible to distinguish whether it is real or illusory.

Just like watching a particularly brain-burning movie, Du Qing was in a daze when he woke up.

After being dazed for a long time, he finally got up to take a shower, but when he saw his strawberry-flavored toothpaste, Su Jimian's face appeared in his mind again.

Yes, she kissed herself last night.

As soon as that memory came to the fore, Du Qingqing blushed immediately, hurriedly washed up and went downstairs for dinner, the concern in her heart still couldn't be relieved.

So I grabbed Uncle Liu while the servants were busy, and asked someone secretly, a person you thought was your friend suddenly kissed you, what does it mean?

Uncle Liu was surprised immediately: "Then you must like Miss!"

"It has nothing to do with me!" Du Qingqing panicked immediately, "This is what my friend asked me to ask."

"Oh." Uncle Liu replied, the beard under his nose fluctuated up and down, "Then is the person your friend mentioned male or female?"

Du Qingqing tilted her head and pretended to recall: "Women, both of them are girls."

"Girls should be fine." Uncle Liu said, "It seems quite normal for girls to kiss twice."

He said like this, moved a little closer, and shared with Du Qingqing the gossip he saw two days ago: "When I passed the garden two days ago, I saw Xinxin, who was in charge of cleaning, and Xiaobai kissing."

Du Qingqing was shocked: "Huh?"

"There is no particular reason." Uncle Liu said, "It seems that Xinxin gave Xiaobai the birthday present he dreamed of, and Xiaobai was so happy that he kissed her."

"Girls have a good relationship, so a kiss is normal." Uncle Liu said, showing a calm smile, "Miss, tell your friend not to be too nervous."

"That's it." Du Qingqing nodded in response, went back to the sofa and sat down, took out the spray and sprayed the little feet that were about to recover, and said to the system that had just woken up while spraying, "If this is the case, I will understand. Uncle Liu knows more."

"Understand what?" The system just woke up and was still angry, talking like it had been shot, "Don't listen to Uncle Liu's nonsense!"

"Uncle Liu is fifty." She yawned, opened the script and read the material to Du Qingqing, "But I haven't found a wife yet."

Du Qingqing: "..." It seems so.

This is probably the saying on the Internet that one dares to speak and the other dares to listen.

Du Qingqing sat on the spot and thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. In desperation, she lazily thought about it again, sat on the sofa rubbing her little feet and played games. The day passed just like that.

As the evening approached, I felt that my feet were much better, so I got up and went to the courtyard again.

It was only then that Su Jimian forgot to ride away on his electric bike. After all, it was too late yesterday, so Du Qingqing was worried and asked the driver to take him back.

It must be very inconvenient for her to do things without this car.

Du Qingqing stood in place and glanced at the exquisite watch on his hand, thinking that it was almost time for the studio to attend class, so why not just ride a car to have a look.

Think of it as returning the car, and by the way, see if Su Jimian is comfortable with the studio's lessons.

With that in mind, I did it.

Du Qingqing nodded, then went back to the room and changed into some convenient clothes, drove a small electric donkey and galloped on the road, and arrived at the door of the studio in a short while.

Du Ruoqiu always looked for places with good environment and high quality, even the studio was no exception. Although Su Jimian's self-esteem was considered, it was still expensive and extravagant in comparison.

The price ranges from uniform drawing board tools to college uniforms, to small signs hanging on the chest and paper for drawing, all of which are amazingly priced.

Although those who can come here to study are far inferior to the Jin family, it is absolutely impossible for the family to be ordinary people.

In comparison, Su Jimian is like a little sparrow that has only entered the peacock's nest.

In order to ask the studio to take care of Su Jimian more, Du Qingqing gave the studio a lot of money at that time, and many staff members knew her name.

As soon as she saw her coming, she greeted her enthusiastically, saying that she was going to take her for a visit.

"No need." Du Qingqing shook her head and made a booing gesture, "I'm here to see Su Jimian, you just need to tell me which classroom she is in, and I will go up by myself."

The lady at the front desk was very enthusiastic: "She is at [-]!"

"Understood." Du Qingqing thanked her with a smile, and quickly went upstairs lightly, lying on the back glass and taking a look in.

It should be practice time now, the studio is surprisingly quiet.

Du Qingqing saw Su Jimian among several students at a glance, and then saw her works that were much better than others.

His lips were soon raised subconsciously, and just as he was about to show off to the system in his mind, he was suddenly attracted by some students.

I saw those few people whispering quietly at this time, talking and laughing, they didn't even stop their hands, they actually took out a piece of paper again, and wrote a few words on it with a wave of their big hands: Poor! force.

Afterwards, like an exhibition, he displayed the piece of paper around it, then raised his hand and pointed at Su Jimian's back.

Du Qingqing was about to be blown up.

I wanted to rush in on the spot, but seeing Su Jimian who was concentrating on painting, he finally suppressed his anger.

Instead, he turned around, walked slowly to the direction of the stairs, found a corner where no one else could hear him and stood still, took out his mobile phone and called Uncle Liu.

Tell him: "Uncle Liu, bring the most expensive car at home and wait for me downstairs."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at his clothes again, and then said, "Bring me another decent dress."

Uncle Liu was surprised: "Miss, what are you doing?"

Du Qingqing snorted coldly when he heard the words: "Give this little brat a lot of insight."