The vicious supporting actress is the heroine's favorite

The look of shock on his face is pretty good.

Du Qingqing didn't notice the smile in her eyes, she really thought she was as helpless and surprised as herself, and then sighed again.

While muttering that the weather forecast is really unbelievable, he looked up at the cup of hot tea on the table.

He signaled her to drink the tea quickly.

It's not a child anymore, do you still need to be supervised?

Seeing this, Su Jimian smiled, but didn't say anything, and then gently picked up the cup of tea.

Warm, with a fresh aroma, very warm in the hand.

The same goes for drinking it into the mouth, passing down the throat and into the stomach, as if even the apex of the heart is hot.

There is even a hint of sweetness mixed with it, as if sugar has been mixed with honey.

Su Ji Mian was stunned, and after a few seconds of silence, he raised his head slightly, his long eyelashes trembling slightly in the light and shadow: "Why is it sweet?"

"I put sugar in it." As soon as the voice fell, Du Qingqing replied happily, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Su Jimian nodded in response, his expression changed, and he was silent for a while before he finally opened his lips and said softly, "I really don't like the bitter taste of tea."

What a coincidence.

Du Qingqing was taken aback when he heard the words, and subconsciously sat up straighter.

"I'm afraid you don't like it." She said, her eyes were bright, "I never put sugar in it before."

"I don't know what's going on this time." She muttered softly, "When I brought the tea, I suddenly thought of adding some sugar."

I didn't even understand how it was such a coincidence.

However, I forgot that there is a word called instinct.

"..."

Su Jimian took another sip of the tea in his hand.

He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and he raised his eyes again after a while.

Then I found that Du Qingqing, who was still thinking about it, happened to look over at this time, she was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of her mouth, smiling very nicely, and asked her: "Does Mianmian think the sweetness is right?"

It turns out that a smile is really contagious.

Su Jimian raised his eyes lightly, and after a while, he also hooked the corners of his mouth.

He didn't answer in a hurry, but took another sip of the tea in his hand, and then got closer to her, looking at her with the soft light and shadow in the hazy night.

She tapped her lips lightly, smiling pleasantly and ambiguously: "Ms. Jin will know if she tastes it herself?"

"..."

Du Qingqing never thought that Su Jimian would kiss her.

It was already lunch time, and the noise outside was very loud, and the footsteps of the servants coming and going could be heard clearly.

In contrast, this small room is much, much quieter.

Du Qingqing could even hear her own heartbeat.

Even the breath, it exploded in the ears very clearly, deep and sweet, and it was hard to tell whose it was.

Du Qingqing froze, half confused and nervous, and her hands were subconsciously clenched, for fear that someone would suddenly open the door and come in.

Time passed by so slowly, I don't know how long it took for the kiss to finally end.

When they separated again, each other's lips were all stained with a touch of sweetness.

Su Jimian's eyes quickly filled with a smile, and he raised his hand to gently touch her face. He wanted to say something, but after a long silence, he finally swallowed those words back.

He just smiled gently at her, stood up again after a while, picked up the coat on the hanger and walked out.

"What are you going to do?" Du Qingqing was taken aback, and hurriedly asked.

"Go to work." Su Jimian responded, turning to look at her, "By the way, buy some paint for wall painting."

"I promised Miss Jin that the painting must be prepared earlier."

After finishing speaking, he had already left the room, leaving Du Qingqing sitting on the bed alone in a daze for a long time, before remembering to report to the system: "Mianmian kissed me again!"

"I know." The system was helpless and powerless, "Mosaic wrapped me up again."

"What does this mean?" Du Qingqing didn't understand, "It was the same last time and this time, so it could be that she..."

The latter words have not been said, and it is really uncertain.

Seeing this, the system quickly sighed, probably resigned to its fate, and simply said the following words for her: "Maybe she likes you."

Like this word is too dazzling.

Du Qingqing was taken aback when he heard the words, and stayed unconscious for a long time.

After all... She has never been liked by anyone except her parents since she was a child. When she was a child, her family was not good, and the children often laughed at her. For a long time, Du Qingqing was quite sad in her heart.

Although nothing can be seen on the outside, the seeds of inferiority are always buried in the heart.

I don't dare to like others, and I don't believe that others will like me.

The only one who can really talk to each other is probably the senior from the same school.

So when the system just said that sentence, Du Qingqing hurriedly denied it: "Impossible, impossible."

"It's impossible." The system quickly said, "Your condition is not very good, why can't Su Jimian like you."

"Besides, you probably don't hate her." She sighed, her voice full of resentment, "After all, the mosaic lasted for so long!"

"If you don't like to just push her away, why not?"

Almost straight to the point.

Du Qingqing was dumbfounded, she didn't speak for a long time, her head was buzzing for a long time.

This discussion ends with the systematic sentence "How will you know if you don't try it".

Du Qingqing went to wash and go to sleep with a dazed face, and it was not until the next morning that she finally recovered a lot.

It's just that I still had a deep impression of those words and that kiss last night, and I didn't even dare to look at Su Jimian's face.

Fortunately, she is going to the fields today, while Su Jimian will stay and paint.

The two separated for a long time, and Du Qingqing finally came back when it was almost dinner time.

Su Jimian was off work today, and the painting was finished, so she sat on the sofa early in the morning and waited for her.

Seeing her come in, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Miss Jin has worked hard."

"It's okay." Du Qingqing murmured softly, "Mianmian, you've worked hard too."

"How is the painting done?" she asked, pretending to be innocent and talking to her, "Don't worry, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Su Jimian nodded slowly.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his lips again and said, "I've already finished the painting."

"Miss Jin, let's eat first." She said, beckoning Du Qingqing to eat at the table, the smile in her eyes was always obvious, "Let's go and see after eating."

Du Qingqing was quite curious.

But in the end, he didn't ask any more questions. After eating happily, he raised his eyes and subconsciously looked into the room.

The anticipation can hardly be hidden.

This made Su Jimian want to laugh, so he didn't hold back any more, and led the people upstairs quickly.

He lifted his foot into the room, and then closed the door casually, but did not turn on the main light.

Instead, Du Qingqing was asked to look at the wall facing the bed in such a dark environment.

But very mysterious.

Du Qingqing's interest was raised to the highest level, and while watching, she was still thinking, might it be possible to conjure up some flowers.

Just as she was thinking, Su Jimian raised her hand again.

He bypassed the switch of the main light, then reached forward, and touched two smaller ones.

Immediately afterwards, lightly pressed the one on the left.

In an instant, the wall that Du Qingqing had been staring at suddenly lit up in his vision.

It turned out to be many small lamps emitting warm yellow light!

Du Qingqing was stunned, subconsciously turned her head to look at Su Jimian's face, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Let's take a look at the painting." Su Jimian smiled, and slightly moved back to cover another switch, "I think...Miss Jin will like it."

The voice sounded extremely gentle, it seemed to be a little softer than the surrounding lights.

Du Qingqing's heart beat inexplicably faster, she nodded obediently, then turned her face again, and looked at the wall seriously.

Su Jimian actually drew many, many sunflowers on it, each one is very beautiful, the flowers are incomparably brilliant, the colors are bright and bright, looking at them together with the bright lights, they are really beautiful.

Du Qingqing was stunned, and the tip of her nose suddenly became sore for some reason.

I wanted to look at other places to divert my attention, but when I raised my eyes, I suddenly saw a radiant sun on the far right.

"Look at the sun and stars when you're in a bad mood."

In the next second, this sentence suddenly appeared in her mind.

The tip of the nose suddenly became more sour, and it took a long time to hold back the tears.

Afraid of losing face in front of Su Jimian, he had to hang his head and not look at her, expressing his thanks word by word: "Mianmian is so, so great, I really like it."

"As long as Miss Jin likes it." Su Jimian smiled, and waited for the man to finish speaking after stumbling before finally opening his mouth again.

What can be said is: "But there is still."

Du Qingqing was stunned immediately: "What?"

Su Jimian said nothing, just pointed to the ceiling above.

Then he raised his hand and pressed another switch.

This time, there are stars too.

A series of small cold white lights slowly lit up in sight, like a string of bright stars, lighting up the lonely night like this.

Du Qingqing looked up and saw that Su Jimian had painted stars of all sizes on it, one after another, reflecting each other.

There are also bright white clouds and moon in the middle, charming and dreamy, after watching for a long time, even the mood becomes much better along with it.

It seems that... every night in the future, I can have sweet dreams.

This time Du Qingqing's tears couldn't be held back any longer, almost big ones fell down, she hadn't been so embarrassed for a long time.

But it was not because of sadness, but because of joy and touch, this whole heart was filled to the brim.

When he turned his head again, his eyes met Su Ji Mian's.

I don't know if it was Du Qingqing's illusion, but she always felt that she also saw the moving face from the bottom of this man's eyes.

I also saw the tenderness, which is more exciting than the lights and the sun and the moon.

Makes one want to kiss her.

Du Qingqing thought about it, and did the same. He hesitated for a while in his heart, and finally took a deep breath and strode forward a few steps.

But she was still timid, not daring to kiss her on the lips, but said: "Mianmian, come closer..."

Su Jimian asked knowingly, with a faint smile on his brows: "What's wrong, Miss Jin?"

"It's nothing." Du Qingqing blushed and didn't answer, just told her to keep it low.

It was so low that it was just enough to kiss the forehead and finally got close, and I was so nervous that I even closed my eyes.

But he didn't kiss her forehead as he wished, but kissed softer and hotter lips.

It was only when she opened her eyes again that Su Ji Mian turned her head at some point.

There is also a smile in those beautiful eyes, brighter than the sun, shining brighter than the stars.