Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

Bian Yingning watched Shang Qinghui stretch out her hand, thinking that she wanted to pinch herself too, and subconsciously turned her head away. As soon as her face turned sideways, she felt a tightness in her chest.

Bian Yingning was dumbfounded.

Slowly lowered his head petrified.

A small hand, white and tender, just clasped and grasped her body.

Bian Yingning: "?"

However, under her gaze, that troublesome little hand still...tightened.

Bian Yingning: "???"

Looking at the hand holding Shang Qing's fennel, and then at the position of her hand, Bian Yingning felt that she - lost.

Quickly let go of her duck's mouth and returned to defend her high ground.

Throwing away Shang Qinghui's hand, Bian Yingning crossed her hands to protect her chest, and shrank back against the car door: "What are you doing?! You eat my tofu!"

Shang Qingfen didn't cry at this time, she sniffed, her fleshy mouth moved: "Xiaolongbao."

Bian Yingning: "..."

Thank you for the invitation, people are already blowing up.

The dignity of being a human being is gone.

"You don't want to go home today, do you?" Bian Yingning gritted her teeth.

Shang Qinghui rolled his eyes at her as if he was superior: "Why, people are not allowed to tell the truth, right?"

"You're telling the truth? You're talking nonsense with your eyes open!" Bian Yingning roared loudly.

"You don't have any self-knowledge?" Shang Qinghui squinted at her, his calm appearance was in stark contrast to Bian Yingning's shortness of breath.

Bian Yingning grabbed her clothes, her chest heaving and grinding her teeth in anger: "I'm convinced, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced! It's really impossible, let's make gestures and see who is smaller, shall we?"

"Heh," Shang Qinghui wiped the tears on his cheeks: "How do you compare? How miserable do you want to lose?"

"Take off your clothes, let me see!" Bian Yingning also imitated Shang Qinghui's usual proud appearance, raised her chin, and looked at her contemptuously.

Shang Qinghui was stunned for a moment: "..."

Then he reacted, and his ears turned red: "Neuropathy."

As she spoke, she started the car and continued to go home.

If you keep arguing, everyone will spend the night here tonight.

"Don't you dare?" Seeing that Shang Qinghui was unmoved by her proposal, Bian Yingning said reluctantly.

"Why, are you afraid? That's right, you have measured my size yourself, and you should know if you can compare it. You already know the answer and you are right if you don't ask for shame."

Shang Qinghui chose to turn on the music in the car, and the sound effect of the car music that came with the sports car was so good that it immediately blocked Bian Yingning's chattering voice.

Bian Yingning still maintained the posture of protecting her chest: "..."

It's cold, she feels that she can't pay back today.

Is this person immune to her aggressive methods?

……

When they arrived at Bian's house, Shang Qinghui stopped the car, opened the door on Bian Yingning's side, and waited for her to get out of the car.

Bian Yingning didn't move, but opened her bag of puffs instead.

She had never made small snacks like puffs before, and she didn't know how to make them at first, and they were a little deformed, but the ones she made after getting started were all good, but they were all taken away by the teacher.

She took out a barely passable one from the bag, and put the opening for whipping cream to Shang Qinghui's mouth.

"Try it?" She did it herself.

Shang Qinghui lowered his eyes and looked: "Would you like to take a bite first?"

Bian Yingning: "...Are you still afraid that I will poison you to death?"

Shang Qinghui's eyes told her the answer.

Bian Yingning angrily opened her mouth wide and directly stuffed a puff into her own mouth, stuffing her mouth so full that there was no room for chewing.

Looking at Bian Yingning whose face was swollen like a hamster hiding food.

Shang Qinghui: "..."

Isn't she the one she cares about? Why hasn't she thought about keeping an image of herself in front of her?

At that time, in the end Bian Yingning still hid her hands in front of her face and chewed the puffs.

Shang Qinghui looked at her quietly.

The two looked at each other.

The distance drew closer unconsciously, and finally Shang Qinghui's lips touched - a puff.

When Shang Qinghui wanted to kiss Bian Yingning's mouth to share the puff with her, Bian Yingning frantically took out another one and stuck it on Shang Qinghui's mouth.

"Eat quickly!" Bian Yingning said fiercely.

She knew what she wanted to do, and she wanted to.

Unfortunately, reason does not allow.

They are now at the gate of Bian's house. If the security guards at the gate see that they haven't gotten out of the car for so long and come to see them, or they are hit by someone, they find that the two of them are... not very good.

As soon as Bian Yingning made a sound, Shang Qinghui came back to her senses, opened her mouth and took her hand to bite off the puff, sat down, and ate it in small bites.

tasty.

It is a tiger skin puff, the skin is a bit crispy, and the cream is also very fragrant.

Although the appearance is not good-looking, the taste is really nothing to say.

Shang Qinghui couldn't help eating three or four in a row.

When she stopped eating, it was time for Bian Yingning to get out of the car.

She touched the car door, looked sideways at Shang Qinghui: "Would you like to go in and have a seat?"

Shang Qinghui shook his head, licked the scent left on his lips, and didn't look at her.

Bian Yingning lowered her eyes and thought about it, but she still unbuckled the seat belt herself.

I thought she would get off after unbuckled her seat belt, but she leaned over when she got off the car, pinched Shang Qinghui's chin and turned her head to his side, making her eyes meet.

Shang Qinghui was waiting for her next words.

She said, "Then your father and I will leave."

Shang Qinghui couldn't speak clearly because she pinched her face: "Get lost."

Bian Yingning smiled, tilted her head and touched her mouth lightly: "Be careful on the road."

It's cream puff flavored.

Bian Yingning opened the car door and got out, then closed the door for Shang Qinghui.

Shang Qinghui started the car and drove away.

On the way home, she couldn't help touching her lips.

The feeling of being touched by her still lingers on it.

Especially the body, when I think of the feeling of the two of them rubbing their chests just now, I can't help but feel weak.

The heart is like being soaked in hot water.

The whole body was so warm that it was about to melt away.

When she asked herself to go in just now, she really wanted to go in.

But she felt as if it was too fast, everything was too fast.

Almost like a dream.

She also said that only she is different, only her.

When he arrived at his garage, Shang Qinghui didn't get out of the car immediately, but sat in the car for a while.

Suddenly thought of something, and saw that the two cups of milk tea were still on the center console.

Bian Yingning forgot to take her own cup and left.

Shang Qinghui picked up her cup.

She seems to like drinking fruit tea very much, and this cup is also strawberry flavored.

Shang Qinghui slowly brought it in front of her, her eyes were looking at the ground outside the front window of the car, but her hand was raised little by little, until she gently opened her lips and held the straw in her mouth.

It was the cup of milk tea she drank.

Her milk tea.

Sweet and sour, not bad.

"Only you are different."

Thinking of this sentence, Shang Qing pursed his fennel lips together but couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth.

After sitting for a while, she took out her mobile phone and searched.

"What does a girl mean when she said such a sentence to you? It means that she is a green tea, she wants you to continue licking it, and she is drawing a big cake for you now!

Pretend to show your importance, but in reality you are just like everyone else.

When she tells you that you are different from others, what is the point?The focus is on 'others', what does this mean, it means that she has someone else! "

Shang Qingfen turned off the phone with a snap, got out of the car with two cups of milk tea, kicked open the lid of the trash can next to her, and when she was about to throw the things in her hand into them, she stopped again.

Finally, he kicked the innocent trash can hard, turned around and left.

……

Bian Yingning, Shang Qinghui's little girl, didn't know. When she was changing her shoes at the entrance, she sent her a message: "Remember to tell me when you get home, don't be distracted while driving."

She didn't care if the other party didn't reply, after all, Shang Qinghui was driving now.

As soon as she entered the house in an inexplicably happy mood, she saw Hua Cancan eating an ice cream leaning on the edge of the long table in her living room and looking at her.

Bian Yingning: "?"

"Where did the ice cream come from?"

The weather is quite cold now, and she can't live without a coat, but she still eats ice cream!

"I brought them, put them in the refrigerator, and I still have a few more." Hua Cancan said lightly.

Bian Yingning quickly threw the tattered puffs in her hand to Hua Cancan, went to wash her hands and took one out to eat.

Well, eating other people's ice cream in cold weather really has a different taste.

"Why are you here?" Bian Yingning asked as she led Hua Cancan to her own audio-visual room.

"Can't I come if I'm fine?"

She must be eating ice cream now, otherwise why does her tone sound so cold.

"No, I just think it's strange that you, a busy person, suddenly think of me."

"Heh," Hua Cancan was amused by her, "Bit back and it's pretty smooth."

Who are the "busy people"?

She didn't look for her, she really didn't show up.

If she hadn't come here today, she might have forgotten that there is such a person as herself.

"I'm telling the truth." Bian Yingning said stiffly, "You have no idea what kind of miserable life I've been living recently."

Well, she secretly admitted that she has been a little busy recently.

"Miserable? I think it's fun." Hua Cancan sat down on the best seat in the middle of the audio-visual room.

Bian Yingning suddenly felt guilty.

Wait a minute, if the floor-to-ceiling windows of her living room can see the iron gate at the gate, then did she see her monk Qinghui...

This shouldn't be the case, Shang Qinghui's car windows are opaque, so it's impossible to see inside, but she can see her car...

And the two of them didn't get along in the first place, if she found out that she was secretly getting along with Shang Qinghui...

Suddenly, Bian Yingning's back felt cold, and she felt guilty and nervous.

Fortunately, Hua Cancan did not continue this topic, but said otherwise:

"Didn't you say you took me to the playground last weekend to relax? Let me ask you when you will go." Hua Cancan sipped ice cream while talking.

Bian Yingning didn't know whether it was red from lipstick or cold, but Bian Yingning felt that her mouth was still a little swollen.

This made Bian Yingning confused. Did she see it or not? Could it be testing her relationship with her?

"As long as you want to go, you can go anytime, and it doesn't have to be weekends, right?" Bian Yingning said righteously, with the momentum that they can go now as long as Hua Cancan wants to go.

By the way, she has never been to an amusement park before Monk Qinghui.