Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

Seeing the bread on the ground clearly, Zhang Zhizhi said in surprise, "Hey, are they puffs?"

The French-style puffs are famously delicious, and they were sold out as soon as they were put out, but now there are four or five scattered on the ground, and I don't know how she bought so many.

Bian Yingning didn't make a sound, her eyes were a little dazed, she mechanically pushed two Napoleon breads to Zhang Zhizhi, picked up four puffs in her arms, and held one in Zhang Zhizhi's hand.

Wang Yu looked at Shang Qingfen, left and right, up and down... She really regarded her as fragile.

"I'm fine." Shang Qinghui put down his hand rubbing his arm to comfort him, then lowered his head to look at the head of the half squatting person on the ground.

It just so happened that Bian Yingning finished picking up the bread, raised her head, and was about to get up.

The four eyes met, one person seemed to hide endless black clouds in his eyes, and the other had a little curiosity and exploration.

Does she know me?

After Shang Qinghui looked into Bian Yingning's eyes, a thought emerged in his heart.

Afterwards, he didn't know if it was because of being hit, Shang Qinghui felt his heart tingling and numb, and under her gaze, he actually felt his heart beating faster.

"Are you okay?" Bian Yingning asked softly after standing up, her voice was a little hoarse.

The crowd coming and going around them winked and bypassed them, leaving a round gap for them.

Shang Qinghui shook his head, his eyes moved down, and instead of looking at Bian Yingning's expression, his eyes fell on the ear cap around her neck.

At first, Wang Yu wanted to say that it was someone who didn't have long eyes who dared to bump into Shang Qinghui, but after seeing Bian Yingning's face clearly, she silently put down her hands on her hips.

"Bian... Bian Yingning, what a coincidence."

They are all insiders, and they are so famous, how can they know a lot of people.

Bian Yingning nodded to Wang Yu, and passed the puff in her hand to Shang Qinghui: "Your puff."

Shang Qinghui reached out to pick them up one by one, and when she took the last one from Bian Yingning's hand, her fingertips suddenly touched Bian Yingning's palm.

The warm and gentle touch is instant.

Bian Yingning only felt that someone's fingernails gently scratched the palm of her hand, and half of her arm went numb.

It turns out that not only the five fingers connect to the heart, but also the palms.

Bian Yingning curled up and retracted her hand, half clenched into a fist and stuffed it into her pocket.

"Here's another one." Zhang Zhizhi next to her reluctantly handed over the one in her hand.

Wang Yu saw that Shang Qinghui had already taken four of them in his arms, and continued with the ones on the way.

There seemed to be an atmosphere of embarrassment spreading in the air.

Bian Yingning ground her lower lip with her upper teeth, and said again: "Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you."

"It's nothing, I didn't pay attention." Shang Qinghui replied subconsciously.

Wang Yu next to him widened his eyes.

No, when did the bully Shang Qinghui speak so easily?If she was hit by someone who didn't have long eyes, she wouldn't stare a few times.

Now you still say it's your fault?

Couldn't it be that he escaped from the dead once, and everyone became gentle, right?

Shang Qinghui seemed to have sensed Wang Yu's gaze, and said nothing more about leaving while holding her puffs.

But Bian Yingning pulled her sleeves.

With a cold white slender hand, the blood vessels on the back of the hand could be vaguely seen, and he gently grabbed a corner of his sleeve.

Shang Qinghui was shaken by the hands with sharp joints.

Disturbed, but calm on the surface.

She frowned and looked up: "Is there anything else?"

Bian Yingning opened her mouth.

The action was faster than reason, seeing that she wanted to leave, she subconsciously stretched out her hand.

Shang Qingfen's face was rosy, she looked healthy and full of vigor.

Isn't this what I want.

"Student, can I change to puffs?" Bian Yingning slowly withdrew her hand, a peacock-like smile appeared on her face, and her eyes stared at Shang Qinghui with nostalgia.

Under her affectionate gaze for no reason, Shang Qinghui looked at the puffs in his arms, and at the two Napoleon breads in Zhang Zhizhi's hands.

She also laughed, but she laughed so much that in Bian Yingning's eyes, she deserved a beating: "No change."

When it was over, she pushed Wang Yu and her away quickly with her shoulders.

From a distance, she and Wang Yu could be heard talking:

"Isn't it mille-feuille, even a dog knows which one to choose..."

Bian Yingning: "..."

Grass.

Feeling insulted.

"No, no, no one can't buy puffs, right?"

Bian Yingning heard right just now, someone was calling her.

Hua Cancan came here with a very fashionable hot girl.

The man's upper body was bright blue cotton coat, the length of which just covered the buttocks, and the lower body was black silk boots, matched with long slender legs, which attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

It's a pity that she also wore a white peaked cap, the brim of which was pressed a little low, making it difficult to see her face clearly.

"Why are you here?" In Bian Yingning's impression, Hua Cancan was not someone who would join in the fun.

"I'll bring my friend for a stroll." Hua Cancan threw the handbag in Bian Yingning's arms.

Bian Yingning opened it, and there were a few French puffs squeezed into the luxury bag of the unit.

"Friend?" Without caring about the puffs first, Bian Yingning narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at the person beside Hua Cancan appreciatively.

It just so happened that the man raised his head, revealing most of his face. The lipstick on his lips was the color of a dry rose, slightly dark red, but very temperamental.

A pair of eyes are obviously cat-like, but they also have a sense of aggression. They look round and innocent, but the corners of the eyes are flamboyant and upward.

I don't know if it was Bian Yingning's illusion, but she felt that this man looked at her and gave her a provocative smile.

"She...you may not have the impression that her name is Meng Weixin...is she...a Chinese from France?" This stumped Hua Cancan, she curled her hair with her fingertips, and simply skipped the topic .

"Anyway, she came here with the exchange students from France, and by the way, she plans to celebrate the New Year here this year.

We used to know each other, but we didn't contact each other later. I went shopping in France not long ago, and we only recognized her after meeting her. "

Following Hua Cancan's introduction, Bian Yingning finally found this person in her memory.

They used to be in their circle, and the three of them knew each other when they were young. Later, Meng Weixin immigrated to France, but she never expected to meet again now.

Recalling what happened when she was a child, Bian Yingning turned all kinds of thoughts in her mind a few times, without showing any signs on her face.

"Hello." Bian Yingning greeted her casually.

"Hmm." Meng Weixin cast her a glance as an answer.

This made Bian Yingning, who was already curious about her, even more excited.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What to pull.

Because Meng Weixin's character was like this, Hua Cancan didn't notice anything unusual, but Zhang Zhizhi next to her noticed the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two.

Could this be... Some people are born to be enemies?

It's like we just met and wanted to fight.

"Wow, how did Sister Cancan get so many puffs?" Zhang Zhizhi asked with a smile, trying to brighten up the atmosphere.

"Meng Weixin gave it to me," Bian Yingning and Zhang Zhizhi knew each other well, and Hua Cancan also knew her: "She also learned to cook, and they did all of this."

Bian Yingning heard the words and threw the bag that Hua Cancan threw over to Zhang Zhizhi: "That's great, you can still go through the back door."

Zhang Zhizhi, who was holding a handbag, looked constipated: "..."

Otherwise, let her leave?

"Go shopping again? Meng Weixin said that they made snails today, let's try them." Hua Cancan looked around and asked.

There are really many people.

"You go to the restaurant in front and wait for me. I'll go and see if it's ready. When it's ready, I'll bring it to you." Meng Weixin said to Hua Cancan alone. Her Chinese was a bit blunt, but she could still hear some of it. accent.

"Success." Hua Cancan waved her hand and watched her go away.

The three of them also started to walk towards the restaurant. Hua Cancan looked left and right, and finally his eyes fell on Bian Yingning who was not interested.

She put her arms around Bian Yingning's shoulders, and put her head against hers, there was no distance between the two of them for an instant.

"Why, I just saw you having a good time shopping, but you put on a dead fish face when I came?"

Bian Yingning put her hands in her pockets, and instinctively told her that Meng Weixin's arrival was not good, but it's not good to tell Hua Cancan directly without evidence.

He could only ask dryly, "You and that...Meng Weixin, are you very close?"

Hua Cancan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled coquettishly: "Damn ghost, why, are you jealous?"

Bian Yingning was speechless and choked: "I'm afraid that you will be deceived by someone with big breasts and no brains."

Hua Cancan wanted to strangle her to death, and she did.

Immediately, she raised her hand and wanted to grab Bian Yingning's waist, but unfortunately Bian Yingning was wearing thick clothes, so she couldn't pinch Bian Yingning's flesh no matter what.

However, the sense of crisis still made Bian Yingning dodge, and the two fought and walked towards the restaurant.

"Let me tell you, you are jealous, eat more bitter gourd, and get angry."

While Hua Cancan was chattering, Bian Yingning was caught off guard and looked at Shang Qinghui who had two more sisters by her side.

Several people just came from the opposite corridor on the opposite side, and they arrived at the entrance of the restaurant together.

This place is so big, although it is not small, but when you notice a person, you will suddenly find that you are quite destined, and you will always run into each other inexplicably.

Bian Yingning suddenly stopped moving and didn't make a sound. Hua Cancan thought she had been hit, so she poked Bian Yingning's chest with her fine fingers: "Why don't you eat papaya and see if it still helps."

Shang Qinghui's eyes wandered from Bian Yingning's face to Hua Cancan's body, and finally stopped on the finger that Hua Cancan poked Bian Yingning.

After watching her, she looked back blankly, as if she hadn't seen anything.

"..."

Bian Yingning clearly knew that Shang Qinghui didn't remember herself, but she had a lot of things hidden in her heart, and under her ignorant eyes, she had a kind of...

Being caught. Rape-like feeling.

It's just a guilty conscience.

Bian Yingning pushed Hua Cancan away, and said righteously, "Tsk, be careful."

This hands-on behavior will affect her reputation.

Hua Cancan: "?"

Didn't she just poke it, what's the point?

Why didn't she say to be careful when I did more extreme things to her before?

Shang Qinghui, Wang Yu and two little sisters entered the dining room before them. Although Bian Yingning didn't stare at them all the time, he still glanced at her from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

Obviously determined to let go, the two have been entangled for long enough...

But when that person appeared in front of her eyes again, she didn't have to do anything, and all her fortresses would collapse.

"Why are you so absent-minded?" Hua Cancan squinted her eyes and asked Bian Yingning, who sat down with a preoccupied appearance.

Bian Yingning returned with a bit of distraction: "I'm thinking about something."

"What's the matter? About Meng Weixin?" Hua Cancan continued to ask.

"Don't think about it too much, her family is engaged in luxury goods, if you want to lie, I will lie to her..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bian Yingning's face darkened and her eyes were fixed on something.