Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

After coming out of the dining hall, Ouyang Fei took Mother Bian to the Piandian to study evening classes with the Buddhist disciples for a while. Father Shang and the other three men had their own topics to talk about, so they didn't follow along.

After eight o'clock and everyone was tired, Ouyang Fei went back to the wing with Bian's mother.

"If I had known, I would have asked them to arrange me to live in a room with you, so that our sisters could continue talking at night." Ouyang Fei said regretfully.

Mother Bian patted her and held her hand: "It's okay, I'll drive my family over to sleep with your family for one night."

"Hahaha, that's a good feeling."

At the door of the wing room, Ouyang Fei said to go and see Shang Qinghui, and Bian's mother also said to go and see Bian Yingning.

The two knocked on the door not far away together.

After a while, Bian Yingning's voice came from Bian Yingning's room: "Who is there?"

Mother Bian: "Your mother."

Ouyang Fei next to him: "..."

Ouyang Fei knocked on the door again, but there was not even a sound in Shang Qinghui's room.

She frowned, and just about to try to push open the door, her daughter's voice suddenly came from the door of Bian Yingning's room next to her: "Mommy?"

Looking sideways, the door of Bian Yingning's wing was opened slightly, revealing half of Bian Yingning's face.

Under Bian Yingning's head, half of her daughter's face was squeezed, and the two of them were stuffed in the small crack of the door like strings of candied haws.

Bian's mother is also a little confused, the relationship between the two...is it so good?

"You..." After Ouyang Fei realized it, she couldn't restrain her joy in her heart, but she didn't approve of preaching on her face: "Qinghui, what are you doing at Ningning's place at night, disturbing your sister Ningning's rest."

Now the "sisters" are all out.

"What's the matter, it's great for the two little girls to play together, you are just too strict." Mother Bian smoothed things over.

Bian Yingning and Shang Qinghui moved in the same posture, with their heads tilted and only the upper part of their eyes exposed.

"Mom, auntie, what's the matter?" Bian Yingning broke the parental-style conversation between the two.

"It's nothing, I'm just worried to see what you two are doing." Mother Bian replied.

"Uh... Me and... We are playing a game." Shang Qinghui who had his ass pinched could only speak in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, let's play, don't play too late."

Ouyang Fei walked over with a smile on her face, and took Bian's mother's wrist again: "Let's go, let's play with us too,"

Then he asked the two worriedly: "You two don't run around at night, be smart."

But no matter how old a daughter is, she will always be a child in the eyes of her parents.

"understood……"

"Sure enough, it's better to be young and young, to get acquainted so quickly." The two sighed as they walked to the side room.

"Maybe the two played together before we knew it. Look, Ning Ning said it during dinner, and the two made an appointment to review together at school."

"Yeah, the two hid it too well."

Ouyang Fei and Bian's mother were talking, and at the same time, a doubt emerged in their hearts.

I have a good relationship with the other party, so why didn't my daughter know the other party's daughter before?

After thinking about it, this kind of question can't be raised.

The two smiled unchanged and went to the room together.

After watching the two leave, Bian Yingning closed the door.

Before the door was fastened, Shang Qinghui, who had already stood upright, sneaked up from behind and viciously pinched her buttocks.

Gritting his teeth while taking revenge, he asked, "Why are you pinching me!"

"Aw..." Bian Yingning groaned under her throat, covering her buttocks and facing Shang Qinghui, feeling aggrieved: "Then I don't know what to say for a while, besides, what's wrong with you helping me to say a few words!"

Shang Qinghui rolled her eyes and went back to the bed and sat down, leaning against the head of the bed, her face full of reluctance: "The bed here is so hard, how can I sleep tonight."

Bian Yingning touched her red and swollen lips and said, "Bring your quilt over here, let's put one on top of the other."

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked into Shang Shang Qinghui's shocked eyes.

Shang Qinghui's red and swollen lips trembled slightly, and red clouds quickly climbed up her face, and she couldn't finish her words: "Bian... Bian Yingning, you are shameless! Buddhism Qingdi, you actually...! "

She couldn't go on.

Bian Yingning: "..."

"No, what did I say, I just asked you to come over with the quilt and make do with it for a night. Didn't you say that the bed is hard? What color is the inside of your little head!"

Shang Qinghui turned her face away, did not look at Bian Yingning, and said dryly, "You don't care about me... I'm still innocent, even dogs don't believe it, anyway, anyway, this method won't work."

After talking in the Daxiong Palace, the adrenaline rush gradually subsided, and the turbulent emotions receded, and the two felt embarrassed.

How can you be so ignorant of etiquette in front of Bodhisattvas.

The two almost ran away.

Back in Bian Yingning's room, the two of them who had a sudden qualitative change in their relationship were still a little uncomfortable, too shy to look at each other, neither standing nor sitting.

Until Bian Yingning lit the charcoal fire in the house again, the heat in the house became warm, making people feel warm both physically and mentally.

Then, after one was sitting on the bed playing with a mobile phone, and the other was squatting on the ground burning coals, their eyes suddenly met, and everything got out of hand.

In the end, it was Mother Bian and Mother Shang who knocked on the door and interrupted the two of them.

Looking at the other party's swollen lips, which could be seen at a glance, everyone panicked, but running away in silence was not the way to go. In panic, they could only open the door with their beating hearts in their hands.

That's why they only showed the upper half of their faces just now.

"Hmph." Bian Yingning bolted the door tightly, snorted coldly, went to the bed and squatted down, turning her head to look at Shang Qinghui's small face.

Shang Qingfen turned his face a little more sideways, anyway, it was awkward not to look at Bian Yingning.

The bed was not high, Shang Qinghui could touch Bian Yingning's head by slightly lowering his head.

"Did you hear what your mother said just now?" Bian Yingning asked in a low voice.

Shang Qinghui was a little puzzled, Wei Wei turned her head to look at her.

Her dark eyes were still staring at herself, which made her a little embarrassed: "What... what?"

"Your mother said, I'm yours, sister Ningning."

Bian Yingning said the last four words in a drawn-out tone. Inexplicably, Shang Qinghui felt that the words were full of that peachy taste, and the air in the small wing room became thinner.

Immediately, not only did she blush, but her neck also turned red: "You, you think beautifully!"

"Heh," Bian Yingning couldn't help laughing, "hehe, the things I think of are really beautiful hehehe."

Shang Qinghui: "..."

are you crazy.

She got close, and still talking about this kind of topic, Shang Qinghui felt like she was going to be out of breath, she moved a little bit, trying to distance herself from Bian Yingning.

But Bian Yingning suddenly remembered something, grabbed Shang Qinghui by the collar, and pulled towards her.

Shang Qinghui, who was forced to approach, was taken aback: "Still... still playing this kind of game?"

It's a little irritating.

Bian Yingning ignored her and lifted her collar to reveal the strawberry.

She rubbed it with her thumb, but it didn't come off. It was a real strawberry print, not a painting.

"Have you knocked?" The smile on Bian Yingning's face no longer faded, and her face also sank.

Shang Qinghui pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth wanted to go up, but she pressed it down again, and said as expressionlessly as possible: "No."

"..." Bian Yingning took a deep breath, it wasn't painted or knocked—"Scrapping?"

However, do scraping marks look like this?

But if she said yes, she would also like to write it.

"No." Shang Qinghui still denied it.

The room was quiet, only the sound of the two breathing lightly.

After a long time, Bian Yingning let go of her hands, lowered her head, and asked slowly, "Who did it?"

She didn't see, when she didn't look at Shang Qinghui, the uncontrollable smile on her face was so bright.

"Dolphin."

"tuntun..." Bian Yingning read the sound again: "this name..."

It's strange, whose name is called like this, what tun (the second sound), what tun (the first sound).

"Do I know you?" Bian Yingning's voice was low, and she knew that she was very unhappy now.

My heart hurts a little.

Strawberries are all printed, in addition, the two have not, made other more.

He didn't stay in this emotion for too long, and soon, a slender hand touched her chin, and lifted her lowered face vigorously.

Bian Yingning was startled, she was lifted up by Shang Qinghui, and the sadness in her eyes was clearly seen.

Then, she saw Shang Qinghui's fat face with crooked smiles.

Shang Qinghui lowered her head, the distance between their faces was only a few inches, she seemed to be answering her quite seriously.

"As far as I know, you probably don't know it, but if you want to know it, I can recommend it for you.

It has a bad temper and only listens to me at home. No matter how my brother and mother try to please it, it likes to ignore it.

It likes small yellow croaker and canned beef the most. If you want to please it, I suggest you send these two. "

Bian Yingning blinked.

After Shang Qinghui finished speaking, he also looked at her, and blinked after her.

Bian Yingning hesitated, and asked with some hesitation: "Excuse me, what kind of thing is it?"

"Feline Silver Ombre."

"..."

Anyway, it's just a little white cat?

Bian Yingning looked at the strawberries on Shang Qinghui's neck again, and in the next moment, the gloom faded away, and a fierce light suddenly appeared.

She pounced forward and directly pressed Shang Qinghui onto the bed: "The cat did it?!"

Being pressed by her, Shang Qinghui's face was burning red, she turned her head to look away, her neckline was not pulled properly, and her slender neck was looming in the clothes.

She hummed a little.

As soon as the sound of confirmation came out, Shang Qinghui bit her lower lip violently, the veins in her neck burst from the force, and her hands unconsciously pinched the quilt beside her.

The scalding hot breath sprinkled on her skin, and the hard teeth scraped her skin that was already red and purple.

The tip of the soft tongue hooked and licked, the itching made her breathless.

My heart seemed to be hoisted up, and I couldn't get up or down.

She is like meat spread out on a chopping board, not knowing what will be waiting for her in the next second, and can only let the butcher do whatever he wants.

Last night, thinking that they would not be able to bring a porcupine to the temple today, and they would not be able to see each other for several days, Shang Qinghui hugged the porcupine to be intimate with it, and she was not in a good mood at the time, so she thought Let Dolphin sleep with her.

Who knew that when the porpoise was lying on her body and being masturbated by her, it would not be lonely and lick her.

Then licking and licking, it grabbed the piece of meat on her neck and nibbled.

Maybe it also knows that it will be left alone for a few days, so it is not in a good mood.

Shang Qinghui discovered it when she went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and she was a little confused at the time.

For the first time in my life, I was planted with strawberries, but it was actually a cat.

It's hard to imagine that her simple puppet would be like this, she must have been taught badly!

Shang Qingfen suddenly thought of Shang Qingfeng.

Wait a minute, now is not the time to think about this.

Thinking of this, Shang Qinghui violently pushed Bian Yingning away.

Bian Yingning, who was suddenly pushed away, almost rolled off the bed, managed to stabilize her body, and before she could ask Shang Qinghui what was going on, the next second the world was turned upside down again, and when she recovered, the person who was pressed on the bed became her.

"Hiss..." Bian Yingning took a deep breath, and stretched out her hand to touch her back lying on the bed: "You are right, this bed is indeed a bit hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Qinghui's hand came over.

She squeezed Bian Yingning's face, and squeezed her cold and delicate face into a ball, her mouth turned into a duck's mouth.

"Where did you go the night after the exam?"

Thinking of her bad mood, she thought about it.

This scumbag dares to stay out at night!

Bian Yingning was confused by her question, and even recalled: "I..."

Bridge bean sack... After the exam, she and Can Er went to her house to eat hot pot and drink a little wine, but whether it was going to her house or drinking a little wine, these words sounded a bit problematic.

And there were only the two of them at that time, and Bian Yingning felt that she was going to be confused.

"I……"

Seeing that Bian Yingning had been hesitating for so long without coming out, Shang Qing cocked her mouth and immediately let her go and got up to get off the bed.

Bian Yingning hurriedly sat up and grabbed her, sat on the bed and pulled her into her arms: "I went to Hua Cancan's house to eat hot pot after the exam, drank some wine afterwards, and slept at her house all night. ..."

Shang Qinghui didn't speak after listening, and twisted her body to try to break away, but Bian Yingning could only hug her tighter, her chin resting on her shoulder: "Really, don't believe me, I didn't do anything."

That voice was wronged, but innocent.

Shang Qinghui gritted her teeth, who would believe such words.

"Slept with her?"

"That's not true!" Bian Yingning denied it righteously: "Her house is not a small single room, and I am not an unclean person, I sleep in the guest room!"

Shang Qingfen didn't know whether she should believe it or not.

"What about the next day?"

"The next day...the next day her aunt came back and kindly sent me home. Can'er was drunk and didn't get up at noon. She didn't know when I left."

aunt?

Shang Qinghui didn't struggle anymore: "...Can you believe me?"

Bian Yingning rubbed her shoulders, not annoyed, and whispered in her ear:

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, there must be surveillance at her home. When I go back, I will get her driving recorder first, and then ask her for the surveillance video of her home. After that, you can trust me without any grudges." .”

After a while, Shang Qinghui hummed: "I also want the driving record of her aunt sending you back."

Bian Yingning: "..."

Damn, she really doesn't believe in herself!

Bian Yingning's hand around Shang Qing's waist suddenly pinched the soft flesh on her waist to vent her anger: "Smelly woman!"

What responded to her was Shang Qinghui's slap.

Bian Yingning groaned and withdrew her hand: "Huh? But how do you know I wasn't home that night?"

Shang Qinghui: "..."

Bian Yingning poked her head over her shoulder to see her expression.

Shang Qinghui looked left and right, but didn't look at her.

There is something wrong with this guilty little look!

"Huh?" Bian Yingning asked again: "How do you know? Are you following me?"

This crime is a bit serious, Shang Qinghui frowned: "Who is following you..."

Bian Yingning was afraid that her words would be heard too loudly, so she quickly covered her mouth: "Keep down, your mother and my mother are next door."

The two fell silent, as if they were responding to Bian Yingning's words. In the silence between the two, the laughter of their mothers came from the next door.

Bian Yingning gave Shang Qingfen a "Look, what did I say?" expression.

Shang Qinghui rolled a very white eye.

Letting go, Bian Yingning still refused to let go, and asked in a breathy voice: "Quickly tell me, are you following me?"

The two of them looked like this, and there was still a hint of cheating.

"Who is following you, I am... I just went out for a drive the next morning when I was bored and just saw you being sent back."

Bian Yingning didn't believe it: "It's so good to go for a ride?"

"Ok!"

Bian Yingning still looked at her suspiciously.

Shang Qinghui was furious.

"What to look at, okay, I'll tell you!

If it weren't for thinking about you taking advantage of me while I was drunk, and being sober and acting as if nothing had happened, the two-faced person made me very annoying, and I wouldn't be so upset and run out to find you. Bar! "

After finishing speaking, Shang Qinghui turned her head vigorously, and bumped Bian Yingning back with her elbow.

Hmm, it seems a little soft.

Shang Qinghui immediately realized where he touched her, and his whole body became stiff.

"Hmm..." To confirm her guess, Bian Yingning groaned behind her, followed by a voice of resentment.

"You also said that this place is a pure place of Buddhism, and you treat people like this. What's the matter with you? You don't agree with your heart?"

Shang Qinghui wanted to just bump her to death.

Bian Yingning pushed back the hair on Shang Qinghui's neck, revealing the place where she was kissed and pecked by her just now, the puff marks had been covered by her, and the little strawberry had turned into a big strawberry.

She was very happy when she thought that this was left by her.

"You remember?" Bian Yingning didn't deny it either.

"You can't blame me that night. You seduced me. What can I do? If I don't do something, can't I?"

As for why she didn't mention it later, she originally wanted to wait for Shang Qinghui to speak first.

But who knew that she was broken, and I wanted to get close but didn't dare to get close at that time, so I didn't take the initiative to mention it.

Speaking of this, Bian Yingning lowered her voice, intentionally making her voice softer and more seductive: "Do you remember, it was you who grabbed my hand and put it on yours..."

Following her words, Shang Qinghui touched her hand back just now.

Shang Qinghui's body suddenly tensed up.

I followed her voice unconsciously in my mind, trying to recall what happened that night.

"Ugh..."

The body was pinched again, and Shang Qinghui couldn't help letting out a sound in his throat this time.

It's a pity that the place where she grabbed Bian Yingning's hand was not pinched that night, but on the... small belly formed by her sitting down.

Bian Yingning's pinch was not on the side of the waist, but in the middle of the waist and abdomen.

She felt as if she had bumped into something, and Shang Qinghui in her arms let out an exclamation.

"I... I seem to have pinched something." Bian Yingning was a little at a loss, a little worried that she would hurt Shang Qinghui.

"My navel nail is hooked." It was just that the navel nail was pressed, and the flesh was attached. She made a sound without defense, and it didn't hurt.

"Navel... navel... navel nail?" Bian Yingning's voice was trembling.

nervous.

"Well," Shang Qinghui was a little strange: "I have this so you can't accept it?"

Bian Yingning only felt that her adrenaline surged again shortly after she went down, and her hands were shaking slightly: "No! I can accept it! That's it, what, what... what kind..."

"I wore it today..." Shang Qinghui thought for a while, "It seems to be a black square diamond."

When going out for a long time, although there are bodyguards following her, she is still afraid of being kidnapped accidentally. Her navel nails are all custom-made and have a built-in tracker. She usually wears them when she goes out.

"Gulu—" A loud swallowing sound suddenly sounded beside her ear.

The next moment, the heat reached her earlobe, and someone pressed her ear like a vixen and asked, "Well, can I, take a closer look?"

"I swear, I just look, I don't do anything."

Shang Qinghui: "..."

If you add this sentence, you want to cover it up.

"Buddhism is clear, isn't it good?"

"I don't care. I just asked for marriage with Bodhisattva. The closer we are, the happier she will be."

"..."

I can go to yours.