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

Bei Qiuqiu's face changed.

Shishen's temptation is not in her calculations!

However, the big beauty on the opposite side did not change her face, showing no sign of being seduced by her.

It's definitely not a problem of not having enough charm, Bei Qiuqiu said so with confidence.

So, this is a big straight girl who can't be straighter...

Visually, it is still the type that is difficult to bend.

Bei Qiuqiu was a little frustrated.

Yu Qingling's eyes moved from the wet skirt to Bei Qiuqiu's small face, seeing that her face was a little pale, her eyes were wet, she looked pitiful, and her heart softened inexplicably, "Go to my place and change clothes. .”

After saying that, she sighed, the girls in this world are just like those pampered girls in noble families, they are all so fragile, like delicate flowers that cannot withstand the wind and rain and need to be carefully cared for.

Thinking of this, she held the dark blue umbrella in one hand and easily picked up the bicycle with the other to lead the way.

Bei Qiuqiu supported her transparent umbrella and followed step by step. She saw that the rain inevitably wet Yu Qingling's forearm holding the bicycle.

The white shirt sleeves became translucent after being soaked in water, sticking to the skin, and the thin muscles on the side of the forearm that were looming underneath were slightly swollen with her strength, making the heart beat faster.

She looked at the hem of her skirt again.

My mind couldn't help thinking about it, the same style of shishen temptation, can it be counted as a couple outfit?

Yu Qingling lives in a one-bedroom, one-living room apartment, the area is not big, standing in the center of the living room can have a panoramic view of the whole house.

The quilt on the single bed was folded with corners and corners, and there were a lot of things, but it was organized in an orderly manner without being messy at all. The table was full of snacks. Boxes, bags, and bags were neatly stacked together. It's quite alive.

Unlike its owner, it looks otherworldly.

Bei Qiuqiu pursed her lips and snickered, today's windfall - knowing her sister's exact address.

It was only after Yu Qingling opened the closet that she realized the problem: she didn't even have a dress.

From the first time I saw Bei Qiuqiu, she was wearing all kinds of beautiful dresses.

Yu Qingling hesitated, she tried to remember when the noble ladies she had seen before were not wearing silk and satin, Bei Qiuqiu walked over with her hands behind her back, stretched her neck close to Yu Qingling, smiled and tilted her head, letting her hair Intentionally or unintentionally, she landed on the other party's shoulder, "From my sister's wardrobe, I can see that my sister is a very dedicated person."

There are only two colors in the wardrobe, white and black, and the styles are almost the same.

After getting closer, Yu Qingling smelled the faint fragrance in her hair, which was very special and pleasant, and she had never smelled it before.

Luanxiang only flirted with it for a second, and after a second, as the girl stood up straight and disappeared, she reached out and took out a set of long clothes and trousers, gestured on her body, and then happily went to the bathroom.

Seeing that Bei Qiuqiu had no resistance to wearing her own clothes, Yu Qingling was slightly relieved, and couldn't help but fell into the memories of the past.

The noble ladies are noble but also so arrogant that they don't know what to say.

They were raised in a deep boudoir since they were young. Even if their father held a high position and held military power at a young age, they still looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts. female general.

Bei Qiuqiu looks as fragile and needs protection as the noble ladies in Kyoto, but is different from the delicate noble ladies in Kyoto.

She could not see a trace of arrogance and contempt in her eyes.

Thinking of this, the light in Yu Qingling's eyes softened.

Bei Qiuqiu didn't stay in the bathroom for too long, so he quickly changed his clothes and came out.

She stood at the door of the bathroom and asked the cold beauty sitting by the window in a daze: "Sister, do I look good in this dress?"

Yu Qingling blinked, looked sideways, and then his eyelids twitched.

It was clearly the same style of clothes as her own, but she wore them with a different taste.

The eyes fell on the girl's open collar. Although the buttons were not buttoned up, the two sides of the collar were put together, revealing only a faint line of skin color, which made people want to pull the fabric that undulates slightly with the breathing, Take a look at the scenery inside.

Yu Qingling blinked quickly, and regretted the hooligan thoughts that popped up in his head. It must be that he got along with the five big and three rough male soldiers a lot on weekdays, and he was assimilated.

Bei Qiuqiu came over and stood in front of Yu Qingling, smiling brightly, shaking one hand in front of her eyes, "Sister? What are you thinking? I think your clothes fit me well."

She raised her arms admiringly as she spoke.

Directly in front of Yu Qingling's line of sight, a part of her waist was exposed.

It was only then that she discovered that Bei Qiuqiu had knotted the hem of her white shirt into a nice little knot at some point, as long as she moved her arm a little, she would more or less reveal a part of her waist.