Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

Bian Yingning lifted her comfortable Erlang legs, and her toes were leisurely moving little by little in the air.

She leaned lazily on the back of the chair, stretched out her injured hand to the other side, and let the pouting Shang Qinghui hold it while blowing carefully.

Shang Qingfen's face was full of reluctance, and there was only a simple equal sign in his chaotic rationality.

Who bit it, she bit it = what should she do if she bites, she should be responsible.

She came to blow it, is there any problem, no problem.

... Not at all - it's exhausting.

After blowing for a while, Shang Qing's cheeks were tired, so she started to be lazy.

Feeling that the moist and warm breath disappeared, Bian Yingning felt that the wound was tightening with pain, and she didn't know if it was due to her own psychological effect.

"What are you doing!" Bian Yingning asked fiercely.

Shang Qinghui's eyes were full of innocence and pity, and his joints touched his face: "I'm tired."

Bian Yingning felt guilty when she saw the teeth marks on her face.

"Come on."

She withdrew her hand silently, thinking about whether she should take a band-aid to stick it on when she went back, and then gently touched her chin.

Hiss, this must be broken.

The tender and smooth little hands caressed the slightly cool skin, bringing shudders from the legs to the heart.

"What are you doing?!" Bian Yingning, who was still in her own thoughts, suddenly shook violently, and threw away the paw on her leg that she didn't know when she touched it.

Shang Qinghui looked at her with a wrinkled face, not embarrassed by being caught at all, Bian Yingning was distracted, thinking that she saw the circle of curls on the bun.

"Bian Yingning."

"Speak!" She wanted to see what she could say to explain her wretched behavior.

"Just now, I was sitting by the bar, and I saw a woman sitting a little farther away from me, and then her hand actually reached into the bottom of my friend's skirt..."

Shang Qinghui fell into his own memories and muttered.

"..."

She didn't know why she wanted to tell Bian Yingning about this, what she saw and heard tonight always made her want to find someone to discuss with her.

Otherwise, it's like holding a cat in my heart, scratching my heart and lungs in all kinds of things.

If she was sober, perhaps these words would have been held back, but unfortunately her mind is like a paste now, her whole body is top-heavy, her heart seems to be floating in the air, and her whole body is floating.

In the past, when she encountered some interesting things, she would discuss it with her friends, but now...it was about her friends, and she didn't know who to talk to for a while.

The most important thing is that her friend seems to have a kind of... It gives her the feeling that this is not the first time she has been with a woman.

Although it can't be said that I am used to it, I am not too surprised, and even enjoy it.

At that time, what should I say about her friend's expression... There was also some forbearance mixed with indulging in it.

The driver in front has already turned on the music on the road.

"What does that have to do with you touching my thigh?" Bian Yingning looked at Shang Qinghui, and saw her lowered eyes, puzzled.

"Bian Yingning, do you think... two women will be... happy?" Shang Qinghui asked hesitantly, looking up at Bian Yingning without blinking.

Under her pure gaze, Bian Yingning held her breath, swallowed for a long time.

thump -- thump -- thump --

Come on, whose heartbeat is so loud, can you restrain yourself.

Bian Yingning covered her jumping chest.

She thought she might be drunk too.

Something that I had never thought about before, now it is like a wasp that has been stabbed in the house, and it comes out of the cage clamoring with sweeping momentum.

"You're drunk." Bian Yingning said softly.

Shang Qinghui tilted her head, her pursed mouth never went down, she looked forward: "Maybe."

Maybe tonight, everyone is drunk.

……

Idealism says that it is not the flags that move, the wind that moves, but the heart that moves.

When you don't see something, you think it doesn't exist. When you see it, you recognize it, and you start to look at it.

And the fact is that it has always been there, has always been exactly there.

……

"Miss, the Shang's family is here." The driver in front reminded lightly, Bian Yingning came back from half-sleep and half-awake, turned her head and saw that she had arrived in front of the Shang's villa, and the lights were still dimly on inside.

Bian Yingning didn't drink much, and she was almost awake at the moment, her mind was clear but her body was out of control, and she was still panicked with exhaustion.

She looked to the side, Shang Qinghui didn't know when she fell asleep sitting up.

Looking at it, her hair was disheveled, and there was a huge tooth mark that had not completely faded across her pink face.

"This……"

It would be impossible to send people back like this.

But what to do if you don't send it back.

Thinking about it, Bian Yingning reached out and pulled Shang Qinghui's hair a few times.

Well, although this hair looks like a broom, it is quite soft to the touch.

"Go and ring the doorbell." Bian Yingning said to the driver, and she herself helped up the soft and boneless Shang Qinghui.

"Wake up, you're home."

Shang Qingfen didn't even bother to hum, he tossed around like a ball of mud, and accidentally fell into Bian Yingning's arms.

Bian Yingning, who was hit by her and couldn't get out of the car because of her chest pain, got angry.

Get out of the car first, gear up, and then carry Shang Qinghui out like a sack.

When the Shang family's servants came to open the door, they saw that Miss Bian's shoes had been kicked off, her long legs were bare, and they carried their young lady over.

"..."

Those who didn't know thought it was unloading at the pier.

"Here, pick up your lady." Bian Yingning handed Shang Qingfen to the Shang family, then stroked her hair twice, and waved her hand boldly: "No thanks."

When it was over, he went to the car door to pick up his shoes, got in the car, and the door slammed shut, and the car drove away.

Shang Qinghui, who was leaning on the servant's body, raised her eyelids and fell back into a deep sleep.

……

Returning home smelling of alcohol again, Aunt Zhuo greeted Bian Yingning in respectfully while showing disgust.

When helping Bian Yingning to change her shoes, she also reminded her: "Miss, the phone in your bag seems to be ringing."

Bian Yingning listened carefully, and it was true.

She walked lightly to her room, taking out her cell phone.

Aunt Zhuo followed her, afraid that she would fall, and asked, "Do you need to prepare bath water for Miss?"

Bian Yingning's answer was: "Aunt Zhuo, has the door of your room been locked?"

Aunt Zhuo: "..."

Bian Yingning returned to the room, took out her mobile phone and found that it was Hua Cancan's calls and messages.

Lying on the bed feeling dizzy, she called her back casually, and when the call was connected, Bian Yingning took the phone away from her ear in anticipation.

Sure enough, Hua Cancan's roar came from the opposite side: "I'm so pissed off! Ma De is so pissed off that I'm so mad!"

Bian Yingning asked with concern: "What's the matter, I called you just now and you...you still refused to answer."

"You still dare to ask, where did you go and why didn't you come to save me?!" Speaking of this, Hua Cancan was furious again.

Bian Yingning could already imagine her jumping over there and throwing a pillow on the bed: "I, I went to the bathroom, what happened?"

Take a shot in the void and pretend you don't know anything.

Hua Can was probably tired of venting, and finally calmed down: "I'm really convinced..."

Just now she was having a good time at the party, when suddenly someone came in and said that someone was looking for her at the door, Hua Cancan came out foolishly.

As soon as she got out of the door, she saw Hua Jiangrong with her back turned to her. At that time, she didn't know what was going to happen next, and thought she was coming to ask her to bow her head.

He simply followed her to the corner, but he didn't expect that the first thing she said to himself was to ask if she knew she was wrong.

wrong?Even if she knew she wouldn't say anything.

"Hua Cancan, how old are you this year, do you still think you are a child, what kind of nature is this party that you don't have points for?"

"I'm just here for fun..."

"Just for fun? The beginning of all depravity is from a little closer and there is no redemption. Use your brain like a decoration, is this the place you should come to?"

"Don't worry about it, you have no right to interfere with my freedom of life!"

The two were talking, Hua Cancan got drunk and couldn't control himself for a while, so he quarreled with Hua Jiangrong, which was what Bian Yingning heard behind.

Hua Jiangrong snatched Hua Cancan's mobile phone and hung up on her. Hua Cancan was furious and yelled all kinds of things, and then...

"Then she just let two bodyguards gag me with a towel and handcuff me and push me back! Can you believe it?!

She is premeditated, do you know, do you understand!Otherwise, if a normal person goes to a bar to bring some towel handcuffs, she has already planned to tie me back! "

Hua Cancan touched her butt as she spoke, and she swore that she and Hua Jiangrong would never live together in this life!

"Who the hell is my aunt taking care of my niece like this? I'm convinced..." Hua Cancan was frantic on the phone.

Bian Yingning closed her eyes and listened. When she calmed down, she asked slowly:

"If...if you didn't have this aunt, would you be happy?"

"Of course I would..." The rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Would she be happy if there was no Hua Jiangrong in her world?

Hua Cancan opened her eyes and stared at the window in a daze.

Her parents have been busy since she was a child, and her mother is soft-tempered and can't control her at all. Hua Jiangrong is a little over ten years younger than her, and most of the time there are only the two of them in the family.

Hua Jiangrong took care of her since she was a child.

In a way, Hua Jiangrong watched her and took care of her growing up.

When she was in kindergarten, the person who sent her to school and picked her up from school was never her parents, but Hua Jiangrong, who was in high school.

At that time, she was looking forward to school, because as soon as school was over, her aunt would pick her up with snacks, sometimes a pastry, sometimes a bottle of fresh milk, and the two of them ate together and drove home together.

When she was in elementary school, Hua Jiangrong began to enter the Film Academy, but she would still go home often to teach her homework after class.

When she was in junior high school and was in the rebellious period, Hua Jiangrong began to appear in TV and film, and she became busy like her parents.

The class in junior high school is more difficult, and I know more people. Everyone is at an age where they have some ideas and are not afraid of anything. She has no one to teach her homework, and no one to pick her up after school.

She and Hua Jiangrong have also changed.

Bian Yingning didn't wait for Hua Cancan's reply, and she didn't know when she hung up the phone.

Originally very sleepy, Bian Yingning suddenly couldn't fall asleep.

She sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, clutching her sore forehead.

The hero's hegemony started from the weakest Hua family, and at the same time infiltrated into the Shang family little by little.