When the female protagonist of the harem meets the female protagonist of abuse

A light blue slender suspender hangs on the white shoulders, and the wet hair is shining with water, winding on a piece of white, giving people a visual impact.

The line of her waist is too beautiful. As she walks, the skirt sways above her knees, glowing with light. When those long legs are wrapped in trousers, people can't take their eyes off them. Now they are exposed to the air, even more so. It's exciting.

Bei Qiuqiu swallowed, quickly lowered his eyes to hide his unusually fiery gaze, and trotted into the bathroom with his changed clothes in his hands in a messy pace.

Wearing too little, since I can remember, it's the first time I wear so little.

Yu Qingling felt uncomfortable all over, her back stiffened and she walked to the window and closed the curtains, she sat cross-legged habitually, the coolness under her skirt instantly made her stand up quickly.

Looking at her bare legs, she pulled the hem of the skirt down, and as a result, the skin on her chest was exposed more. Her eyelids drooped, staring at the curvature under the thin material, very embarrassed.

Helpless and embarrassed, Yu Qingling thought, she would never wear a skirt again in her life.

When Bei Qiuqiu came out wearing a foggy nightgown that was almost as cool as Yu Qingling's, she saw a sexy beauty standing by the window sill with a tangled face, with a stiff embarrassment from her expression to her standing posture.

The beauty's hair was still wet, and a small piece of the thin silk material on her chest was wet, revealing a charming color under the deeper blue.

She quickly looked away, afraid that if she looked at it for a second longer, she would reveal her unreasonable thoughts, so she turned around and took the hair dryer from the bathroom and walked over, "Sister, let me dry your hair for you."

Yu Qingling was stunned, she was lightly pressed and sat down, and then the buzzing sound came with a strong dry wind, and her soft fingertips caressed her scalp from time to time.

This feeling was a bit weird, and she couldn't help straightening her back even more.

Probably because - in the past, she relied on herself for daily life, and no one ever helped her.

After drying his hair, Bei Qiuqiu took a light blue thin quilt and spread it on one side of the big bed, then jumped onto the other side of the bed, yawned, and said softly, "Sister, you sleep here, I'm fine." Sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Ruoluoren had already got into bed and closed his eyes.

Yu Qingling stood for a while before she went to bed silently, wrapping her exposed skin tightly.

In the quiet room, the two breaths gradually lengthened.

At night, Bei Qiuqiu had a nightmare. In the dream, he returned to the eve of wearing a book, and the pain from cutting his throat with the cold and sharp dagger blade seemed to still linger in his neck.

She woke up suddenly, sweating profusely, covering her neck with her hands and panting heavily.

Yu Qingling opened her eyes, got out of bed and handed her a bottle of water.

Bei Qiuqiu's eyes were flushed, and his voice was nasal, "Sister, I'm afraid."

Yu Qingling had never comforted anyone, especially the other party was a delicate and soft girl. She hesitated and reached out and patted the girl's shoulder until her breathing calmed down.

In the darkness, Bei Qiuqiu's eyes were full of water, and he said pitifully, "Sister, can I hold your hand to sleep?"

Yu Qingling nodded, sighing in her heart, she is really weak and delicate.

Climbing back onto the bed, there was a soft and smooth hand in the palm, which was very different from his calloused fingertips.

That weird feeling climbed into my heart again, especially the small hand in the palm was still moving around, and finally turned into interlocking fingers.

The strange feeling in Yu Qingling's heart became even stronger.

After thinking about it, she didn't think of any reason until it was dawn and she decided to get up for morning exercises.

On the other side of the big bed, Bei Qiuqiu was sleeping soundly. She let go of her hands carefully, pulled the quilt for someone else, washed up and went downstairs.

Not long after Yu Qingling left, Bei Qiuqiu woke up, and confirmed that she was no longer in the room, but her mobile phone and bag were still on the bedside table, and she should be back in a while.

She sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms and fell into memories.

When the incident happened last night, it brought back tragic memories of the past, and her panic made it difficult for her to calm down.

Now that I think about it carefully, those things that are wrong become clearer.

Ever since that annoying love rival Xiao Qingtian came to be the light bulb, Yu Qingling's attitude suddenly became abnormal.

Clearly there was disgust in his eyes, but he tolerated him staying.

And what happened next to the grove, why did Yu Qingling ask her to find a hidden place, did she know from the beginning that someone was going to hurt Xiao Qingtian?

So he deliberately led people to the grove to make it easier for the other party to attack Xiao Qingtian?

Her heart beat faster, and she took two deep breaths.

But why did she want to save Xiao Qingtian again?

Unable to figure it out, Bei Qiuqiu got up, opened the curtains, and the sunlight from outside the window came in. She squinted her eyes for a while to get used to it. The light blue nightdress was hanging on the balcony, and the corners of the skirt were still dripping.

Standing on the balcony, I could just see the small sports field of the Bei Family, and a familiar figure was punching in the open field.

Bei Qiuqiu stood on the fence and watched for a while, Yu Qingling's boxing style was smooth and smooth, with both hardness and softness, and every move was full of momentum, so fierce!

She screamed in her heart for a while, estimated the time, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

In the past two days, Bei Qiuqiu spent all his spare time improving his cooking skills.

After many attempts and practice, she felt that her culinary skills have improved rapidly, and there must be no problem in making a simple breakfast.

At this point, the servants in the Bei family compound had already started a new day of work.

In the kitchen, the aunt was busy, and it was not surprising to see Bei Qiuqiu, so she asked her, "It's so early in the morning? What kind of dishes are you going to practice today?".

Bei Qiuqiu rummaged through the refrigerator for ingredients, "Make noodles with mixed sauce."

Aunt Li, who was in charge of cooking, let out a "huh", stopped what she was doing curiously, and came over, speaking plastic Mandarin, "Second Miss, are you not cooking big dishes today?"

Bei Qiuqiu hummed.

Aunt Li regretted, "I still plan to show you my special dishes today."

Bei Qiuqiu turned her head with a smile, "Aunt Li, I will learn your specialties from you at noon."

Aunt Li immediately smiled, "Okay."

At the same time, he sighed silently in his heart: Second Miss is really a good child, she is polite and understands to be considerate of servants like them, unlike the eldest lady who came in halfway, who always looked at people with her chin.

She put down what she was doing, "Second Miss, do you want me to help?"

Bei Qiuqiu shook his head, "I have to do the whole process by myself for the miscellaneous sauce noodles."

Aunt Li was surprised, "Why is this?"

Bei Qiuqiu's cheeks were pink, "This will show sincerity."

Aunt Li nodded and went to do what she was doing.

Bei Qiuqiu found fresh meat in the refrigerator, took a piece of fat and thin, washed it, marinated it, and beat it into a puree.

I also picked fresh eggplants from the vegetable garden, peeled them, cut them into small cubes, and picked them up when they were deep-fried until golden.

Clean up the fresh wild Gallus pilosula from the air, chop and deep-fry until the room is full of aroma, then pick it up.

Then stir-fry the minced meat until the water vapor dissipates, then add seasoning, processed eggplant and chicken fir mushroom and stir-fry.

When Yu Qing came back from practice in the early morning, he smelled a seductive fragrance as soon as he entered the entrance, and his saliva was secreted in an instant.

She searched for the smell and came to the kitchen, just in time to see Bei Qiuqiu wearing an apron, scooping up the strong ramen and pouring a big spoonful of freshly cooked mixed sauce on it.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Happy New Year, cuties~ There will be little red envelopes for leaving comments on the first, second, and third grades of junior high school~

Advance receipt of "I'm Scum A, I'm Wrong, I'll Change It!" "" Crazy Criticism Made Me Eat Her" Please collect~