Become a Master of Painting Cakes In Abusive Essays

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

She leaned lazily on the back of the chair, stretched her injured hand to the other side, and let Shang Qingfen, who was pouting, hold it while blowing thinly.

Shang Qingfen had reluctance written all over her face, and there was only a simple equal sign in the chaotic reason.

Who bites, she bites = what should she bite, she should be responsible.

She came to blow, is there a problem, no problem.

…and not at all - so tired.

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, and I don't know if it was her own psychological effect, Bian Yingning felt that the wound was tight and painful.

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

The tooth print on her face made Bian Yingning feel guilty.

"Come on."

She silently retracted her hand, thinking about whether to get a Band-Aid when she went back, and then gently touched her chin.

Hi, it must be broken.

Smooth hands caressing the cool skin, bringing trembling from legs to heart.

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

"Bian Yingning."

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

"Just there, I was sitting on the edge of the bar when I saw a woman sitting a little farther away from me, and then her hand went into the bottom of my friend's skirt... "

Shang Qingfen fell into her own memories and muttered.

“…”

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

Otherwise, it is like holding a cat in my heart, digging my heart and lungs in various ways.

In the past, when she encountered some interesting things, she would ask her friends to discuss it, but now... this is 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... just giving her the kind of feeling that it is not the first time she has been with a woman.

Although it is not normal, but it is not too surprising, and even enjoy it.

What did her friend's expression say at that time... It was also mixed with some forbearance.

The driver in front has already turned on the music.

"Bian Yingning, you said... two women will be... happy like this?" Shang Qinghui asked hesitantly, looking up at Bian Yingning for a moment.

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

dong-dong-dong-

Fuck, whose heartbeat is so loud, can you restrain it?

Bian Yingning covered her throbbing chest.

She thought she might be drunk too.

It was something I had never thought about before, but now it was like a wasp that was stabbed by someone, clamoring out of the cage with an aura that swept thousands of people.

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

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

Maybe tonight, everyone is drunk.

…

Idealism says that it is not the flag moving, the wind moving, but the heart moving.

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

And the truth is it's always been there, always been there.

…

"Miss, the Shang family is here." The driver in front reminded gently, Bian Yingning only recovered from half-sleep and half-awake, looked sideways and saw that he had arrived at the door of the Shang family's villa. The lights are dimly lit.

She looked to the side, Shang Qingfen didn't know when she sat down and fell asleep.

At this sight, her hair was messy, and 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 if you don't send it back.

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

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

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

"Wake up, I'm home."

Shang Qinghui didn't bother to hum a snort.

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

Get out of the car first, gear up, and then carry Shang Qingfen out like an anti-sack.

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

“…”

I thought it was unloading at the wharf.

"Here, pick up your young lady." After Bian Yingning handed Shang Qinghui to the Shang family, he stroked his hair and waved his hand boldly: "No need to thank you. ."

After finishing, I went to the door, picked up my shoes, got in the car, the door slammed shut, and the car went away.

Shang Qingfen, who was leaning on the servant, lifted her eyelids and fell asleep again.

…

While holding Bian Yingning to change her shoes, she reminded her, "Miss, the phone in your bag seems to be ringing."

Bian Yingning listened carefully, it was true.

She walked to her room lightly and heavy, taking out her phone.

Aunt Zhuo followed her for fear of falling, and asked, "Do you need to prepare bath water for Miss?"

Bian Yingning's answer was: "Aunt Zhuo, is your room locked?"

Aunt Zhuo: “…”

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

As expected, Hua Cancan’s roar came from the opposite side: “I’m mad at me! Mad is mad at me, it’s mad at me!”

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

"How dare you ask, why didn't you come to save me?!" When it came to this Hua Cancan, he was furious again.

Bian Yingning can already imagine how she jumped over there and smashed the bed with a pillow: "I, I went to the toilet, what happened?"

A shot from the void, pretending to know nothing.

Huacan may be tired of venting, and finally stopped: "I really took it..."

She was having a good time at the party just now, and suddenly someone came in and said that someone was looking for her at the door, and Hua Cancan came out stupidly.

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, she thought she was looking for her to bow her head.

I followed her to the corner very simply. I didn't expect that the first thing she said to herself was to ask her if she knew she was wrong.

Wrong? Even if she knew she didn't say a word.

"Hua Cancan, how old are you this year, do you think you are a child? What is the nature of this party? You don't have points?"

"I'm just here to play..."

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

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

Hua Jiangrong grabbed Hua Cancan's mobile phone and hung up her phone, Hua Cancan shouted in rage, and then...

"Then she actually let two bodyguards take a towel to cover my mouth and handcuff me and press me back! Can you believe it?!

She was premeditated, you know, do you understand! Otherwise, if a normal person goes to the bar with some towels and handcuffs, she has already thought about tying me back! "

Hua Cancan touched her **** as she spoke, she swears that she and Hua Jiangrong will never live together in this life!

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

"Would you be happy if...if you didn't have this aunt?"

"Of course without me..." The rest of the words stuck in my throat.

If her world didn't have Hua Jiangrong, would she be happy?

Hua Cancan stared at the window in a daze.

My parents have been busy since I was a child. Her mother is soft-tempered and can't control her at all. Hua Jiangrong is a little more than ten years away from 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.

On a certain level, Hua Jiangrong watched her take care of her and grew up.

In kindergarten, the people who sent her to school to pick her up were never her parents, but Hua Jiangrong, who was in high school.

At that time she was looking forward to school, because after school, her aunt would pick her up with snacks, sometimes a cake, sometimes a bottle of new milk, the two Eat together and drive home together.

When she went to elementary school, Hua Jiangrong began to enter the film and television academy, but she would often go home to teach her homework.

She was in junior high school. When she was in the rebellious period, Hua Jiangrong began to appear in TV and film, and she was as busy as 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. She has no one to teach her to do homework, and no one picks her up from school. .

She and Hua Jiangrong have also changed.

Bian Yingning didn't wait for Hua Cancan's reply, and she didn't know when to hang up.

I was very sleepy, but Bian Yingning suddenly couldn't sleep.

She sat up, leaned on the head of the bed, and covered her sore forehead.

The male protagonist's hegemony starts from the weakest Hua family, and at the same time penetrates into the Shang family little by little.