The Abusive Heroine Stole Kisses From Me Again

She got up and walked towards the kitchen. Just after taking a step, Liang Wanqiu stopped.

In just one minute, she will go to the kitchen to cook, will it appear that she is fickle, does she lose face?

Liang Wanqiu sat down again, but she was always thinking, Bo Yanyan was with her, she never let Bo Yanyan cook, and occasionally asked her to wash a dish and put down the tableware .

How could she know this? When Phan Yan lived alone, at most, she used that small pot to cook noodles, and even green vegetables were reluctant to put a root.

Liang Wanqiu rubbed her brows, so what did she do when she was angry with a little girl?

She walked towards the kitchen and saw a little girl standing against the wall, looking down at her phone.

The little girl was wearing a set of pink sportswear, and she had already put on the apron she was wearing when she was cooking. The apron was pink, pink and blue with a cute panda pattern on it.

Bo Yanyan finished watching the cooking video on the Internet, and then read the text steps. When she put down her phone, she looked up and saw Liang Wanqiu opposite.

Liang Wanqiu's expression was a little embarrassed.

Pin Yanyan smiled and waved: "Sister, go watch the TV series, I'll be fine right away."

Liang Wanqiu spurned her own stinginess again in her heart, she walked over slowly, just as she was about to bring the ingredients, the handful of cabbage in her hand was snatched by the thin smoke, She put down the cabbage and put both hands on Liang Wanqiu's shoulders.

What a beautiful Chinese language, Liang Wanqiu can guarantee that this must be the favorite saying of every person who often does housework.

It's harder than you, you're amazing, etc. It makes people sound much happier.

Liang Wanqiu was dubious: "Then I really go to rest?"

"Well, hurry up, I'm very capable." Bo Yanyan pushed her shoulders and walked outside, after pushing Liang Wanqiu out of the kitchen: "Sister, after the meal is ready, I will call yours."

Liang Wanqiu was a little relieved that she had a nice little sister, she was coquettish, sensible and obedient, and knew that she was distressed and could work, so she was not squeamish at all.

She sat down on the sofa, picked up a banana, peeled it and took a bite, still a little worried, but this time Liang Wanqiu didn't move, but put the banana After eating, take out your phone and swipe Weibo.

Mistress.

For some reason, many viewers slapped on her and the heroine's CP, especially when she was dressed in red, her expression was domineering, and when she held the whip to beat the heroine, the heroine was stubborn and stubborn. Ken bowed his head with a soft expression.

The plot is less than two minutes, but it is the most widely spread plot, with hundreds of millions of online views.

This drama is on the hot search again, and I don’t know if it was bought by the crew or by fans.

Liang Wanqiu looked at the hot comments.

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Just feel it. 】

[Is it just me that Liang Wanqiu has the potential to act sick? The smile she had when she whipped Lin Su with a whip was really perverted, she would torture you if she loved you. 】

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The hot comments are basically positive comments, it is estimated that there are some bad ones, and they are also suppressed by the fans.

Liang Wanqiu will also follow the drama on time every night. In order to increase the viewership rate, sometimes during the day, when I am bored, I will use my mobile phone to watch the show on the video website, but I have already watched it on the TV. Now, after watching her, she likes to watch all kinds of barrage more.

Liang Wanqiu thought the bullet screen on the video website was the most interesting.

After swiping Weibo, Liang Wanqiu went to the small video again.

Unconsciously, time passed quickly.

Liang Wanqiu glanced at the time, and more than an hour passed like this.

She put her phone on the sofa, and went to the dining table to take a look before going to wash her hands.

One fried pork with chicken leg mushroom, one boiled cabbage heart, one fried river prawn, one fried bitter gourd, and one tomato egg soup.

The appearance looks good, Liang Wanqiu's eyes are complicated, is she really doing it?

Bo Yanyan came out with two pairs of chopsticks and two white porcelain bowls. Seeing that Liang Wanqiu was in a daze, she urged: "Sister, go wash your hands, what drink do you want?"

Liang Wanqiu took his eyes back and said, "All you need is water."

After putting the tableware and chopsticks in place, Bo Yanyan took the water cups of the two of them and walked to the water dispenser to collect water.

Liang Wanqiu looked at her several times, and when she went to wash her hands, she still felt a little unreal.

The first time you cook so well, maybe this is the talent of Xueba, you can do anything well.

After Liang Wanqiu sat down, Bo Yanyan pointed at the plate of fried river shrimp: "Sister, I'll peel the shrimp for you."

She said, picked up a shrimp, carefully removed the shell, and put it in Liang Wanqiu's bowl.

Liang Wanqiu looked at her smiling face, not knowing what to say.

After a long while, she said, "I'll do it myself."

"It's fine, you don't need to get your hands dirty, I washed them." Bo Yanyan raised her hands and showed Liang Wanqiu his ten fingers as tender as green onions, because they had just peeled them off A shrimp, her fingers got some oily shine.

Liang Wanqiu lowered her head and looked at the shrimp in the bowl, and another shrimp was placed in her bowl.

Suddenly being taken care of, I always feel awkward everywhere.

In her mind, Bo Yanyan needs her to take care of, she thinks it should be her peeling shrimp for Bo Yanyan.

"I know my sister likes to eat shrimp." Bo Yanyan peeled another shrimp and put it in Liang Wanqiu's bowl until more than half of the shrimp was peeled, she said: "Okay. , I eat the rest, half sister and half me."

Liang Wanqiu looked at the small half bowl of shrimp in the bowl, she picked up her chopsticks and put one in her mouth, the shrimp was slightly spicy, tender and smooth.

Liang Wanqiu chewed slowly, finished the shrimp, and ate two more.

She looked up quickly and glanced at the thin smoke on the opposite side, she was peeling the remaining shrimp, and put the shrimp in her own bowl.

After peeling everything off, Thin Cigarette took a napkin to wipe her hands, and threw the tissue into the trash can, then she got up, took the bare plate and went to the kitchen, After washing her hands, she came out and sat down opposite Liang Wanqiu.

Liang Wanqiu lowered her head to eat the dishes in the bowl. She tasted some of each dish. The taste was not comparable to that of the chef, but as a home-cooked dish, it was enough.

"Sister, I'll get you a bowl of soup." After Liang Yanyan finished speaking, she went to the kitchen.

Soon, she took out a white porcelain bowl, scooped half a bowl of tomato and egg soup into the bowl with a large spoon, and placed the bowl in front of Liang Wanqiu.

"Sister, do you need anything else?" she asked softly.

Liang Wanqiu shook her head and stammered, "I didn't expect you to take care of others." It was surprising.

Thin Yanyan looked at her seriously: "I learned from my sister."

Liang Wanqiu was surprised: "I usually do this?"

"Yes." Bo Yanyan said: "You take care of me like this when I usually eat, I say I will do it myself, you say you focus on your studies, now I have a college entrance examination. It's over, I'll take care of you."

There is a faint smile in Bo Yanyan's eyes: "Don't look at me young, but I am not naive."

Liang Wanqiu blushed, and buried her head lower and lower: "Eating, eating, don't talk while eating."

"Okay." Bo Yanyan picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of bitter gourd into her mouth, it was so bitter.

She doesn't like bitter gourd, especially bitter gourd, she likes sweet, but my sister likes to eat bitter gourd in summer, saying that it is good for the body.

After eating, Liang Wanqiu was pulled by the thin smoke to the sofa and sat down.

After tidying up the tableware and chopsticks, Shi Yanyan put them in the sink and started to wash the dishes. After that, he started to wash the pots, cleaned the stove, and mopped the kitchen floor.

Liang Wanqiu stood outside with a dumbfounded expression, watching Thin Yanyan busy in the kitchen.

Well, Bai was worried.

The little girl is more powerful than she thought.

When the thin smoke came out, the TV series had already started, and Liang Wanqiu was lying on the sofa watching TV.

The sofa at home is big enough for several people to lie down.

Thin Yanyan lay beside Liang Wanqiu, grabbed her hair and played with her, and circled her fingers a few times before she let go.

Liang Wanqiu's hair is soft and smooth. In addition, she never dyes her hair and usually maintains her hair. Her hair quality is very good.

Light fragrance, the shampoo smells the same brand as the one I use.

"Sister." Bo Yanyan exclaimed softly: "I have finished the college entrance examination."

Here again.

Liang Wanqiu was helpless, staring at the TV opposite, pretending not to hear, she didn't understand, she only saw TV series.

I know this is the case, if I don't say it face to face, Liang Wanqiu will pretend to be stupid and pretend not to know.

The thin smoke approached, stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around Liang Wanqiu's slender waist, she slowly got up, lying on top of Liang Wanqiu, her tone was ambiguous, and the breath she exhaled was already red in Liang Wanqiu the ear.

"Sister, I can fall in love."

Liang Wanqiu bit her lip, and saw Thin Yanyan staring at her lips, Liang Wanqiu hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, as if this was the only way to cover her sense of loss .

She stabilized her mind, stretched out her hand to push thin Yanyan's shoulder, pushed her away a little, and then said, "I like men."

Thin Yanyan is not very convinced: "But you don't even have a male friend? You usually rarely deal with men."

Bo Yanyan felt that Liang Wanqiu was a little afraid of men, looking at her appearance, she really didn't seem to be interested in men.

Of course, Liang Wanqiu has special hobbies, such as pretending to be a man and likes to play role-playing.

Thin Yanyan thinks that as long as she likes, she can play with her.

Liang Wanqiu blushed slightly, she said sternly: "I like younger brother-type men. When I am forty and a rich woman, I will take care of a 20-year-old puppy."

Smoky smoke approached and blew lightly at her red ears: "I don't believe it, my sister is a little liar, and she likes to lie to me the most."

Liang Wanqiu retorted: "When did I lie to you?"

"During the New Year's Eve last year, you lied to me that night." Bo Yanyan smiled: "You lied to me for several months, and you still don't admit it."

Liang Wanqiu was very embarrassed, and she was unreasonable and arrogant, but still said cheekily: "No, I have never done it."

evidence.

This will not work.

Liang Wanqiu waited for a while, but did not see her speak, she glanced at the thin smoke, the little girl was sitting upright, as well-behaved as a primary school student, with a thin back and straight, two One hand was still on both thighs.

Thin Yanyan lowered her head, her hair was loose again, covering her entire face, Liang Wanqiu could not see the expression on her face.

She sat up, leaning against a pillow, focusing on the TV series.

At that time, he couldn't beat the female partner, and was beaten internally by the female partner.

Because both of them are set to be good at light skills, the fighting scenes in mid-air and on the lake are very exciting, as beautiful as a delicate picture.

Liang Wanqiu was watching a TV series when she faintly heard a slight sob coming from her side. She squeezed the remote control tightly and put it down quietly.

Liang Wanqiu held her breath and continued to listen, but she could still hear a soft cry.

distance.

Liang Wanqiu saw a crystal teardrop falling on the back of the thin smoke on the back of her thigh, she was stunned, the little girl was crying, her fair thighs were wet, it looked like I've been crying for a while.

Liang Wanqiu thought of that night, after being rejected by her, the little girl kept crying and shed tears silently.

The next day, my eyes were red and swollen, and it hurt to touch.

Does this make my eyes swollen again?

Liang Wanqiu pursed her lips tightly, stared at Thin Yanyan, and saw her suddenly stretch out her hand, wipe her tears with her thumb and index finger, and then stood up, her footsteps unsteady, and she staggered.

Liang Wanqiu was scared to death, her hands were faster than her brain, she held her shoulders, and said nervously, "Be careful."

Thin smoke took a sniff, her voice muffled, and with a cry, she whispered back: "Thank you."

She pushed Liang Wanqiu's hand away and walked away. When she walked to her bedroom, she sat on the carpet beside the bed for a while.

Liang Wanqiu followed her eagerly and stood at the door looking at her.

Thin Yanyan pulled a tissue to wipe her tears, sniffed again, and then wiped her tears again. When she was pulling the fifth tissue, Liang Wanqiu couldn't help but walk in: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Thin smoke turned her face away, didn't look at her, she got up, walked to the other side and sat down, grabbed her sportswear and wiped her tears, then went to the desk and started to organize The above books and various test papers.

Liang Wanqiu walked behind her and stretched out her hand, wanting to hug her, the little girl turned around and went to the wardrobe.

She opened the wardrobe door, took out the two snakeskin bags she had brought from the bottom cabinet, and put all the books and test papers from three years of high school in it. a bag.

She began to organize her clothes again and put them on the bed one by one. She didn't take any of the clothes Liang Wanqiu bought for her.

When she was holding the summer school uniform, Liang Wanqiu grabbed the white shirt in her hand and said, "What are you doing?"

She had a guess in her heart that the little girl was going to leave, Liang Wanqiu was a little reluctant and worried.

Where can she go without her? After so long, both Bo Yunyun and Bo Yunting know where she is? But no one told her to go back. The Bo family didn't care about this daughter at all, so they didn't care how she was doing outside?

Although she is an adult, she is only eighteen years old. She is young and has no education. It is not so easy to find a job.

"Sister, I will pay you back the money I owe you in the future." Bo Yanyan burst into tears: "I will write you an IOU, press a fingerprint, and you will record a video as evidence, As soon as I earn money, I will return the money to you, and I will also give you interest."

She said, opened the snakeskin bag tied with rope, took out a black notebook from it, took out the stationery box, and even took out her mobile phone The video was recorded, and he said while crying: "Bo Yanyan owes Liang Wanqiu a lot of things, and I can't pay it back. I can only pay it back with money. After Bo Yanyan makes money, I will give back five million to Liang Wanqiu."

She burst into tears, all fell on the notebook, the pages were all soaked, and when her fingers touched, the paper rotted.

Liang Wanqiu was irritable, watching her cry, she didn't feel distressed.

A tender white hand stretched out, and two fingertips pinched the IOU that was finally written.

Liang Wanqiu took it in a daze, took a look, and then looked at the right thumb of the thin smoke stained with red ink.

Thin Yanyan already took the mobile phone and sent Liang Wanqiu the video she just shot on WeChat.

After sending, Bo Yanyan went to the small utility room to pack up the things that she had brought, and first brought the small pot.

The pot was so small that it could be plugged in with water, and the volume was only enough to cook some noodles.

Thin smoke went to pick up the plastic bucket and plastic tub that she brought, as well as two coat hangers whose patent leather had fallen off, and the exposed iron frame looked rusted.

When she went to get the mat and quilt, Liang Wanqiu took her hand.

Her eyes were also wet: "Can't we be sisters like before?"

"But I like you, I can't be your sister." Bo Yanyan choked: "Sister, it was my fault, I'm sorry for you, I won't disturb you in the future."

"I," Liang Wanqiu didn't know what to say: "give me a little more time, let me think about it, I'm in a mess right now, it's not that I don't like you, it's just."

She thinks a lot, especially her career. Once exposed, female artists and men will be scolded for falling in love, let alone with a girl.

The thin smoke is still small, and all the malice will be imposed on them both.

She doesn't care what others think of her, but girls and girls are very low-key in love, she is an artist, and they may be exposed at any time.

She looked at her with tears in her eyes: "Sister, am I being too proactive?"

"No." Liang Wanqiu shook her head, she just didn't know how to choose, and she was afraid that she would regret it in the future.

Liang Wanqiu's eyes became softer and softer: "Let's get along again, what you were in the past will be in the future."

The thin smoke hangs her head, silent.

Liang Wanqiu snatched the mat in her hand, put it back in the utility room, and went to put back all the things she had just brought out. , she bit her lip: "sister, are you lying to me again?"

There is distrust in her eyes. Liang Wanqiu knows that her reputation is very low now, and she still wants to make up for it: "I'm not lying to you, I really haven't made up my mind."

Thin smoke gave her a timid look, then lowered her head again. She looked at her ten fingers, which were tightly twisted, poking this and pinching that.

"It's me being too direct, and you don't like me. A unilateral confession is moral kidnapping and harassing you. Only a confession that likes each other is a confession."

"But I finally like a person, do nothing, hide it in my heart, I will regret it for the rest of my life, and I will regret it when I am old."

Liang Wanqiu didn't say anything, she looked at the little girl opposite her, an eighteen-year-old girl who was charming and fresh, and had the most straightforward and bold courage in her life.

Or when you are older, you will not dare to confess to the person you like, and you will be afraid of being hurt.

Liang Wanqiu thought about it seriously, if it was her, when she was eighteen years old, when she met someone she liked, she was also willing to confess, and she must tell her.

Do nothing, don't fight, don't fight, will the person you like like you? No, she won't know at all, she will only miss it and regret it in the future.

But she is twenty-four years old and envies the simple and brave eighteen-year-old because she is not as ignorant and reckless as she is at this age. Even if she knows she will be hurt, she still has the determination to move forward bravely.

Bo Yanyan has something that Liang Wanqiu likes most, but has never owned.

Adults are mature and stable, but they will weigh the pros and cons.

Liang Wanqiu came over and took Thin Yanyan's hand, she raised her hand, and her fingers gently wiped away the tears that Thin Yanyan had just fallen, her face was soft and cold, even with Liang Wanqiu His fingertips were also wet.

"You say you like me, I'm really happy, you are very good, you are very active with the people you like, many things need communication, if you don't take the initiative, keep it in your heart, it will only produce Misunderstand."

Pin Yanyan smiled: "I thought my sister hated me because of this."

"I don't hate you, I like you very much." Liang Wanqiu just couldn't tell what kind of liking it was, what kind of liking it was from a friend, what kind of liking from his sister, or what kind of liking for the woman he liked?

She doesn't know what she likes about thin cigarettes?