Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

"I'm sorry for you?" Bian Yingning thought about these words.

Upon hearing this, Shang Qinghui's expression changed a few times, he gritted his teeth, wanted to say something but couldn't say it, and finally his cheeks swelled up.

She was so angry when she first got the list, and in a fit of anger, she wanted to come to her and ask her to understand, to see if there was something serious about her that she couldn't get rid of, and she didn't participate in the competition.

Thinking of her good intentions... This person doesn't know how to be grateful, let it be, and said that if he quits the game, he will quit the game, so she wants to hit someone.

But... Originally, she thought she was very reasonable, but now that she really met her face to face, it seemed that suddenly... there was no more.

"You drove Meng Weixin back?" Bian Yingning immediately realized.

As soon as she said these words, Shang Qinghui's anger was extinguished all at once,

She dodged her eyes and wanted to straighten up, but someone grabbed her chin.

Bian Yingning pinched her with one hand to prevent her from escaping, and leaned over at the same time.

Shang Qinghui was aggressive just now, especially when he opened his hands and grasped the table to look down at Bian Yingning, he was full of coercion.

However, in a blink of an eye, everything changed suddenly.

"You are for me?"

Shang Qinghui glanced to the side, not looking at the magnified exquisite face in front of him, and muttered angrily: "Can you stop putting gold on your face..."

"You are for me."

Bian Yingning replaced interrogative sentences with declarative sentences.

Shang Qingfen's face flushed red, his small mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"why?"

Shang Qinghui only felt that her heart was beating violently and her breathing had stagnated.

She was so close, and she was still saying these words that she couldn't face...

Finally, Shang Qinghui couldn't hold back and raised his hand to push away Bian Yingning's hand holding his chin: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

It's a pity that as soon as she raised her hand, Bian Yingning quickly grabbed it with the other hand.

She was already leaning forward and bent down, but now she freed a hand that was holding the edge of the table, which was equivalent to a support, and was controlled by someone, and her body lost her balance involuntarily.

So one shoulder tilted, and Shang Qinghui fell down on the table.

And Bian Yingning was right in front of her face, she originally fell on the table, but finally fell on Bian Yingning's shoulder.

Shang Qinghui, whose upper body was lying on the table with his head resting on Bian Yingning's shoulder: "..."

Bian Yingning, who was suddenly hit hard, couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

"Um……"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"..."

For a long time, Shang Qinghui, who had been petrified and didn't know how to move, watched helplessly as onion-like fingertips were under her eyelids, brushing the remaining lipstick on her face that was close at hand.

Bian Yingning touched Shang Qinghui's face which was resting on her shoulder.

Because of her touch, Yan Hong was wiped away a little on her face.

Shang Qinghui stood up in a panic, and did not forget to press her lips inward, trying to cover up the color of the lipstick on her lips.

Being murdered by heaven, Shang Qinghui endured and endured.

She fell when she fell, she admitted, fell on Bian Yingning... yes, not impossible, she admitted, but... why did her mouth brush her face when she fell!

Looking at the long lipstick mark on Bian Yingning's fair face, those who didn't know it thought it was just smeared with lipstick.

Why did she wear lipstick today? She regrets and hates it.

Seeing the bright color on her fingertips clearly, Bian Yingning raised her eyes and looked at the person who looked at the sky and the earth but didn't look at her, and had "it's not my fault to see me" written all over her body.

"Eat my tofu?"

Shang Qingfen exploded: "You are talking nonsense!"

Bian Yingning ran her thumb over the remaining lipstick on the pulp of her index finger under her eyelids.

Shang Qinghui silenced: "...that was an accident."

She tried to explain quietly.

Bian Yingning didn't bother with her, but just pushed the tissue box on the table towards Shang Qinghui: "Whether it's an accident or not, you should be responsible for it, right?"

"Negative, responsible, responsible? What are you responsible for?"

Why is it responsible? Is it the one she thinks responsible for?

"Wipe it clean," Bian Yingning gave her a strange look: "You have to wipe it off if you touch the water, and you don't need to wipe off the lipstick on your face."

Lipstick, stained face.

Shang Qinghui's fist was hard and hard.

"Can't you just wipe your face off yourself?"

"But I can't see it." Bian Yingning frowned, looking confused and helpless.

Zhang Zhizhi walked to the door of the coffee shop with two boxes of still warm octopus balls in her arms. As soon as she opened the door holding the doorknob, she saw two people in the corner.

Bian Yingning sat upright, with her small face slightly raised.

Shang Qinghui pouted like a little daughter-in-law, stood beside her bent over, wiping something on Bian Yingning's face with a tissue in hand.

The steps Zhang Zhizhi had already taken stopped again, and she tilted her head to look for an angle to look carefully.

Finally, he covered his mouth in shock.

!

What did she see!What are these two doing!

These two really had an affair!

Not long ago, Bian Yingning said that she was not confident or sure, look, look, now she can command Shang Qinghui.

She turned around very wisely, and walked out again quietly.

Now, here comes the question, can she eat two boxes of octopus balls by herself.

"Okay." Shang Qinghui inside reluctantly wiped the lipstick on Bian Yingning's face.

I don't know if the lipstick is not clean or her skin is too tender. After wiping it off, it feels like blush.

Shang Qingfen was twitchy and couldn't help but look and look.

Bian Yingning hummed, but secretly regretted asking her to wipe her face.

She got close, and from time to time she leaned over to see if she had wiped it clean. She breathed on her neck, and her hand seemed to be afraid of her pain. It was so light that it made half of her body numb.

Bian Yingning suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and said, "I thought you were still angry with me, but I didn't expect to drive Meng Weixin away secretly for me."

Shang Qinghui threw the paper towel into the trash can vigorously, sat down opposite Bian Yingning, folded her hands and rolled her eyes: "What is for you, can you stop being sentimental."

"Is that so? I still want to say thank you very much." Bian Yingning showed a regretful expression.

Shang Qinghui: "..."

Funny, who wants her to thank herself.

"Shouldn't you thank me? It was indeed me who did it. No matter how you say it, you also benefited from it. Although it wasn't for you, you can't deny that you got shit luck."

Bian Yingning nodded as she listened, as if she also felt that what she said made sense.

Shang Qinghui pursed her lips to prevent the corners of her mouth from rising too much.

"But you told me not to be sentimental."

The smile on the corner of Shang Qinghui's mouth froze.

She just knew that Bian Yingning was a black-hearted person, since she was able to get together with her while she was drunk and not show any signs afterwards, it proved that she was not easy to deal with and could pretend.

She must be secretly smiling now.

animals.

"But who would let the door-to-door delivery be cheap?"

"Okay." Bian Yingning seemed to have made up her mind: "Go and order, and it will be charged to my account."

"?"

Shang Qinghui couldn't help but look back at the cash register, and then at Bian Yingning: "...Is this the thank you you said?"

"Ah? What's the matter, don't you want it?"

"……want."

"Hello, give me a copy of everything you ordered in the booklet." Shang Qinghui said in a raised voice.

The waiter who was huddled behind the cashier and played with his mobile phone stuck his head out in shock.

As we all know, there is not only coffee in the cafe, but also bread cakes and pizza.

Bian Yingning looked at the various cakes in front of her, and then at the coffee, pizza, and egg tarts on the tables next door.

Difficult to vacate a small corner on the edge of the table, supporting half of his face with one hand, looking thoughtfully at Shang Qingfen who was digging cakes with a small fork.

Shang Qingfen tried several cakes that he was interested in, and found that...they seemed to be similar.

After taking a few sips, I felt the hot gaze from the opposite side.

She looked up, but saw Bian Yingning looking at her and smiling.

"..."

She didn't know how provocative she was now, wanting to ravage her forcefully.

She lowered her head, her mouth was still stuffed with cake, her white and tender cheeks were bulging, she moved while chewing, and now she raised her eyes to look at people, like a little white hamster who was caught stealing food.

"I seem to know why you are so fat." Bian Yingning said with a smile.

Shang Qingfen: "?"

Can this cake be eaten by people?

"Where am I fat!" Chewing the cake in his mouth, Shang Qinghui wished he could swallow Bian Yingning in one gulp, stuffing the whole thing into his mouth and chewing hard.

Bian Yingning didn't speak, but stretched out her hand instead, and Shang Qinghui's eyes fell on her hand.

I thought she was going to point out where I was fat, but I didn't expect that she reached across the table and wiped the corner of her mouth lightly, scraping off the cream she accidentally got on.

Then he sent it back to his lips, and sipped lightly: "If you're not fat, why can you occupy all my eyes."

Shang Qinghui was speechless, and even trembled a bit.

Oiled.

Bian Yingning looked at her with her eyelids lifted, as if she was satisfied with her reaction.

Seeing the smile on her lips, Shang Qinghui understood that she was being teased again.

"You fucking..."

Bian Yingning leaned lazily on the back of the sofa chair, and even pushed a cake in front of her that Shang Qinghui hadn't tried towards her.

She was so calm and composed that she was not the one who made the ambiguous gesture of eating cream from the corner of someone else's mouth just now.

"Would you like me to participate in the competition?"

After going around for so long, I was finally able to talk about this matter.

As expected, Shang Qinghui's thoughts were immediately distracted.

"Then why didn't you join?" she asked back.

"No need."

Don't do things that are not necessary.

She's past that passionate age where she wants to express herself.

Shang Qinghui didn't quite understand: "Do you know what Meng Weixin did?"

"Guess a little." Bian Yingning seems to have a good temper at the moment, answering every question.

"Then why did you..."

Why not do something like click back.

"Maybe I know...you are here?"

Bian Yingning swears that when she said this, she just wanted to express her touch and trust in Shang Qinghui's ability to do this for herself.

She didn't attack Meng Weixin because she wanted to see what she wanted to do and what other means she had.

Who would have thought that Shang Qinghui would be angry when she heard this: "Are you using me?"

Bian Yingning was confused: "???"

She really couldn't understand the other party's brain circuit, and she laughed angrily: "What would you do if it rained outside?"

Shang Qinghui, who was waiting for her to explain, frowned, not understanding why she changed the subject so quickly: "...It's raining, look for an umbrella."

"Stupid." Bian Yingning gritted her teeth, packed up her things, paid the bill and left.

Shang Qinghui looked at her back and was also confused.

Later, because Shang Qinghui took pictures of the coffee and snacks around her and sent them to the class group, saying that if you want to eat and drink, you can just come and pick them up. Besides the classmates, Wang Yu and her other little sisters also came over." help".

Soon, everything that was full was sorted out.

Wang Yuchi took a sip of the coffee he got: "Well, it's cold."

Shang Qinghui replied indifferently: "Ask them to warm it up."

Wang Yu: "..."

She thought of the place full of things when she first arrived: "What are you doing, retaliatory consumption, why are you ordering so many things?"

These words drew Shang Qinghui's attention back a bit, she dug a piece of pizza from the pointed triangle point and took a bite: "Anyway, I'm killing someone who has taken advantage of me, I don't feel comfortable if I don't kill him harder."

Wang Yu looked puzzled: "Is it wrong?"

Shang Qinghui didn't want to tell her this, so she asked instead: "What would you do if it rained outside?"

"Run home." Wang Yu replied naturally.

To, home, in, run...

Shang Qingfen put down her fork: "Fuck, aren't you looking for an umbrella?"

The innocent Wang Yu analyzed it carefully with her, and asked the sisters around her. Everyone gave different answers. Some said to look for an umbrella, and some said to find a place to shelter from the rain and wait for the rain to stop.

Shang Qinghui understood that there is no correct answer to this question, but Bian Yingning just wanted to scold her, no matter what she said, she would scold herself for being stupid.

But why did she call herself stupid?

Shang Qinghui was lost in thought.

Wait a minute, didn't she come to question Bian Yingning, how did things turn out like this.

……

Bian Yingning did not go to the next exchange match, nor did Shang Qinghui.

Two weeks later, after finishing the last subject of the final exam, I left the examination room.

Bian Yingning twisted her neck to loosen her tendons.

"It's snowing again!"

The students next to me shouted in surprise.

Bian Yingning raised her head, the snow that had stopped for a long time, came back again as the temperature dropped.

It's still not that big yet, scattered scattered with the wind, Bian Yingning stretched out her hand and caught one, soon, the snowflakes melted in her palm, leaving only a trace of wetness.

"It's snowing, do you still want to go out to eat hot pot?" Hua Cancan, who has been elusive recently, appeared and covered Bian Yingning's head with her umbrella.

The two made an appointment to have dinner together after the exam.

Zhang Zhizhi packed her things and went home after the exam, her family is not here.

"It's all right."

"Would you like to go to my house?"

"Your house?" Bian Yingning was taken aback.

"Your house and my house are fine, but there is no one in my house, and my parents are on a business trip. If you come to my house, we can have a better time." Hua Cancan said indifferently.

It's okay to go to Bian Yingning's house, but Bian's father and mother are here, so they can't be so presumptuous.

"Then let's go to your house." Bian Yingning quietly put down her snacks, and then took another look at the ignorant Hua Cancan.

After Hua Jiangrong left the Hua family, Hua's father and Hua's mother were busy again, did Can Er... have been alone all this time.

"Hmm, I called my aunt at home to prepare some ingredients. What do you want to eat?"

"Pork belly."

……

The Hua family, the huge house was originally very empty and deserted.

Now, the gurgling sound of the hot pot boiling in the living room breaks the desolation, and the aroma is tangy as the heat spreads.

Bian Yingning and Hua Cancan didn't go to the dining table, but placed pots and vegetables on the coffee table, and sat cross-legged on the carpet to eat.

At the end of the meal, Hua Cancan couldn't bear the heat. After drinking half a glass of sweet and sour fruit wine in one go, he smacked his lips and said, "Wow—this wine is too cold."

Bian Yingning laughed at her: "This is called chilled wine. If it's at room temperature, it might have to freeze."

"That's the only bad thing about winter, everything is cold."

The faces of the two of them didn't know whether it was the smell of alcohol or the heat of the hot pot, and one was redder than the other.

"Yes, everything is cold." Bian Yingning echoed.

There were several empty wine bottles left and right on the coffee table and the carpet, which showed that the two of them had already drank a lot.

Hua Cancan fell back, leaning her head on the sofa, her eyes were already blurred, but the voice in her mouth was quite loud: "This semester, which was full of chaos, is finally over!"

Bian Yingning also imitated her posture and leaned on the sofa, muttering: "So, it's only been a semester."

It seems like a long, long time has passed.

"Bian Yingning."

"Ok?"

Hua Cancan next to her started calling her name.

"Bian Yingning!"

"here I am!"

Bian Yingning also called back.

"We are best friends, aren't we?" Hua Cancan stretched out her voice with the last word.

"Yes!" Bian Yingning also pulled along, their voices echoing in the villa.

"There's something I can talk to you about, right?"

"You can tell me anything, even if, even if you killed someone, as long as you tell me that person deserved what he deserved, I will help you bury the body!"

Bian Yingning was also drunk.

"Tch, I'm a good law-abiding citizen!" Hua Cancan scolded with a smile.

"Oh~"

After a while: "Then can you tell me?" Hua Cancan turned sideways as if staring at Bian Yingning, but her eyes were out of focus.

Rather than asking Bian Yingning, it's better to ask her own heart: "Can I... can I like her?"

Bian Yingning closed her eyes and smiled brightly: "What you like requires permission from others, and you need permission from others only when you are with others."

"Hmph." Hua Cancan also closed her eyes.

The world after being drunk is spinning, and the whole person seems to be stuffed into a balloon and become an decoration in the balloon. When the balloon moves, he will roll and roll in it.

Like... Where does it need permission from others.

Bian Yingning slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were facing the chandelier on the ceiling, the bright light made her eyes hurt.

"I can do it too, right?"

……

Bian Yingning woke up the next day, feeling dizzy, and she didn't know how long she lay with her eyes open before she regained consciousness.

Sitting up, she saw that the surrounding environment was very strange. She knocked her head and remembered that the last memory of last night was eating hot pot and drinking with Hua Cancan in the living room. Afterwards, she couldn't remember.

She should still be at Hua's house now.

She got up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, put her coat on the corner of the bed, put it on, and went to Hua Cancan's room to find her.

The door was ajar, Bian Yingning didn't think much about it, she pushed it open lightly, and Hua Jiangrong who was sitting beside Hua Cancan's bed looked back.

Their eyes met, Bian Yingning was taken aback, but Hua Jiangrong didn't react much, as if she had expected it to be her.

Downstairs living room.

The coffee table has been cleaned and deodorized. It can't be seen or smelled at all. Two people ate hot pot and drank here last night and got drunk.

"Cancan has a low-grade fever, she may have caught a cold last night."

Hua Jiangrong sat opposite Bian Yingning and said.

Auntie brought Bian Yingning a bowl of millet porridge with a heat-insulating mat underneath. Bian Yingning held it in one hand and sipped it with a spoon in the other.

After a long time no see, Hua Jiangrong's charm became more and more full, her face was exquisite and majestic.

"I am relieved to have my aunt take care of me."

What Bian Yingning said made Hua Jiangrong fall silent.

Bian Yingning finished a bowl of porridge, Hua Jiangrong didn't speak again.

Bian Yingning put the bowl lightly on the tea table: "My aunt has a bright career recently, she must be doing well."

Hua Jiangrong went to look at her.

She called her aunt from the beginning, and she hasn't changed her mouth until now.

"Having a bad time."

Bian Yingning also looked at her: "How can it be bad?"

"Thinking about something you can't get an answer for, and if you don't get an answer, you're having a bad day."

Bian Yingning smiled softly: "Auntie won't...are you still wondering if we have done anything?"

Hua Jiangrong said nothing, just stared at her.

Bian Yingning was helpless, and sighed: "Auntie, do you think I am a person who does good deeds without leaving a name?"

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Hua Jiangrong first looked away.

"really."

Bian Yingning: "?"

She seemed to be freed from the shackles that had been imprisoning her all this time: "You are not a good thing."

Therefore, if she really helped herself to relieve the effect of the medicine, she wouldn't deny it.

Bian Yingning: "???"

Is there any misunderstanding in it?

In the past, she had made various explanations, ranging from denial to breaking the can, just wanting her to skip this matter, but she still clung to it.

Now she says that she is not a good person, and she...believes it?

When Hua Jiangrong sent Bian Yingning home, she was still depressed and felt that her reputation had been murdered.

At the door of Bian's house, when Bian Ying undid his seat belt, he still couldn't help asking: "That one..."

She suddenly didn't know how to speak, and she was in front of Hua Jiangrong again: "...Thank you, aunt, be careful on the road."

With that said, Bian Yingning opened the car door and wanted to get out of the car.

Hua Jiangrong suddenly said, "Do you want to ask Jiang Jiaotao?"

Bian Yingning paused when she got off the car.

"She's fine. Now, she should be riding a horse in Inner Mongolia."

With a smile on Bian Yingning's face, she got out of the car, turned her head and said to Hua Jiangrong, "Thank you, aunt, goodbye, aunt."

The car door was closed, and Hua Jiangrong sat in the car for a while before driving away.

Speaking of which, Jiang Jiaotao's itinerary and strategies for traveling are still arranged by her.

She has been filming outside all the year round, and has been to various places, these things are easy for her.

……

This is the mountain villa area, every family has a big iron gate and a big garden, no one noticed, on the edge of the corner next to Bian’s house, a black-faced McLaren parked there quietly for an unknown how long.

Shang Qinghui lay on the car window, looking at the gate of Bian's house not far away.

Today is the first day of the winter vacation. She doesn't have to go to school, and she doesn't have to meddle in the company's affairs.

It also happened to see Bian Yingning being sent back by another woman, the two seemed to be inseparable, the car door was open and they still hesitated to get out of the car.

She looked at the time, it was past eleven o'clock.

Yes, did you not return overnight?

really play.

……

This snow is like the spring rain, falling slowly, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

There is only a thin layer of white on the ground, which is very beautiful and does not affect people's normal life.

Bian Yingning got up early today, and agreed that the family would go to worship in a famous temple outside the city today, and stay for a few days to wash away the "dirt" of the past year.

As soon as he got out of the car, the driver pulled over and stopped.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Bian Yingning was a little puzzled, and asked what was wrong.

Bian's mother in the back seat took a phone call and answered, "Let me see if your Uncle Shang and the others are here."

"Uncle Shang?"

Father Bian smiled: "Your mother is a fool, did you forget to tell you that the Shang family will go with us?"

Bian Yingning hummed, but didn't say anything.

She looked at the phone, but didn't move the screen for a long time.

She didn't take the initiative to meet Monk Qinghui, but the two met occasionally.

"We saw your car, let's go, we'll follow you..." Ouyang Fei hung up the phone, and Shang Qinghui, who was sitting next to her, frowned: "Is anyone with us?"

When the family called, she followed, not caring who else was with her.

But in previous years it was just their own family.

"Yes, I called the Bian family together."

Shang Qingfeng and Shangfu took another car, except for the bodyguard and driver, there were only Shang Qinghui and Ouyang Fei in this car.

"Bian..." As soon as Shang Qinghui heard this word, he felt his chest constricted.

"Well, for the project in the south, the Bian family handed over all the construction projects to our family, and also gave us a lot of space, so we should contact more.

In addition, this time they also came to see the start date, and they seemed sincere together.This is not a small matter, it is so easy to move the whole body, a project of more than one billion yuan..."

Ouyang Fei babbled on, but Shang Qinghui didn't listen to anything, and the scene he saw a few days ago appeared in front of his eyes.

Where she doesn't know, how many secrets she still has, which she doesn't know.

She doesn't know what kind of person she is, she only knows...

Shang Qingfen sniffed.

Nose is a little sour.

The temple is on the top of the mountain, and only a curved bluestone road can go up.

The car was parked at the foot of the mountain, and there were already a lot of cars parked beside it. It seemed that the temple was very popular.

Bian's family also brought a carful of bodyguards, adding up to six other people besides their family of three.

The Shang family brought four of them, and a group of people gathered together, quite imposing, attracting the people next to them to look over occasionally.

When Bian Yingning got out of the car, she saw Shang Qinghui.

He was wearing a dark green down jacket that reached to his ankles, and he wore a furry hat on his head that covered his ears. He looked soft and conspicuous.

Having not seen her for several days, Bian Yingning couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Then it was discovered that Shang Qinghui didn't even give her the corner of his eyes.

Hmph, quite aloof.

Several adults exchanged pleasantries before climbing up together.

Shang Qingfeng and Bian Yingning looked at each other and nodded, as a greeting, they walked behind Shangfu and the others, chatting from time to time.

The road is not too wide, but it is not too narrow either. It is more than enough for two people to walk side by side.

Bian Yingning slowly fell behind and walked to Shang Qinghui's side.

Shang Qinghui opened the hem of the down jacket so that he could walk around.

She walked step by step without looking at Bian Yingning.

Only when she passed by some small caves occasionally, and there were vendors selling some gadgets, did she take a few curious glances.

With her attitude, Bian Yingning didn't know how to start a conversation with her, so she held back and said, "What a coincidence."

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