Mrs. Fu, she is white and black

Witnessed by the dim warm yellow light, the kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Xia Qianqian's eyes loosened, and she narrowed her eyes to look at the person in front of her.

I saw the man's eyes closed tightly and his drooping eyelashes motionless, looking extremely serious.

This is the closest they've been.

Fu Tingye's actions caught people off guard. From the initial hesitation to now, she was already familiar with the warm and moist touch.

At this time, the man seemed to feel the close gaze, broke away from the immersion, and looked at the girl in front of him with some rebuke.

"Can you be more serious?"

"..."

Xia Qianqian was a little speechless when asked, her eyes were wide and round.

And after she inadvertently noticed that the ears of the man in front of her were red, her little face became even hotter.

At this time, Xia Qianqian's attention had been completely diverted.

It seemed that he hadn't realized his situation at the moment, until the door was knocked.

"Tingye, have you seen Qianqian?"

It was Su Bi's voice.

Xia Qianqian's small face was startled, her soft waist instantly straightened, and she nervously looked at the people around her.

Fu Tingye, on the other hand, put on a malicious expression and looked at her amusedly.

"Ting Ye? Are you inside?"

The voice of the woman outside the door sounded again, accompanied by another knock on the door.

At this time, Xia Qianqian's head was shaking like a rattle, and she was suddenly cute.

How could Fu Tingye resist such anger, and his attitude softened immediately.

"did not see it."

The man responded lightly.

"Oh, well, then I won't bother you."

Then, following the increasingly blurred footsteps, Xia Qianqian guessed that Su Bi had left, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you afraid of?"

Fu Tingye glanced at her, his smiling eyes seemed to contain a bay of spring water, so gentle as to die.

"I'm not afraid, I want to be foolproof."

The girl retorted, her red face was very stubborn.

After the living room became quiet again, Xia Qianqian quietly opened a crack in the door.

After making sure that no one would bump into him when he went out of the corridor, he walked away.

The door was closed smoothly, but Fu Tingye's eyes still stayed on that door, and everything seemed to be particularly pleasing to the eye today.

He could still vividly remember what happened 10 minutes ago, and he began to feel grateful that he remembered that kiss seriously.

I have felt the smell and temperature of that girl with my heart, because Fu Tingye knows that he does not always have this kind of courage.

Besides, she is only 17 years old, and sometimes she feels guilty even holding her hand.

If Xia Qianqian hadn't been naughty this time, he would never have thought that his willpower would be so vulnerable.

But that night obviously...

Thinking of this, Fu Tingye felt a little ridiculous.

He has always done things neatly, when did he get into trouble.

Hearing Xia Qianqian's loud voice from downstairs, saying goodbye to the people below, it seems that this girl has found a valid reason.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, I watched the girl's lazy pace step by step and turn her head twice.

The corners of his lips could not help but rise, he watched her get into the car, and then lit a cigarette and smoked.

After this incident, Xia Qianqian would think of what happened that night when she was distracted for a while, and then she would fall into endless shame...

In the physical education class, Wen Shunmei, who was always friendly at the back table, was watching Xia Qianqian's playing posture, and couldn't help but be fascinated by it, just like a little girl.

After she finished, she rushed up immediately.

"Qianqian! You are awesome!"

Wen Shunmei took the tennis racket in her hand and handed over the water in her hand.

Xia Qianqian's forehead was already covered with a thin layer of mist.

After exercising, his cheeks were dyed a faint blush, and his temperament was a little different from before.

"Qianqian, I didn't expect you to play tennis so well, and you hide so deeply!"

Wen Shunmei said jokingly, with an adoring look on her face.

"By the way, how is your preparation for the opening ceremony? Have you memorized the movements?"

Xia Qianqian drank half a bottle of water in one go, suddenly seemed to remember something, glanced at her watch and was about to leave.

"I'm almost done practicing. I still have to go to the art club to pick up the clothes for tomorrow's opening ceremony. I won't tell you."

She hastily put down these words, grabbed the clothes on the stool and left.

"Hey Qiao Zhenzhen, don't you think she seems to be more cheerful recently than before?"

"That's right, anyway, it's a little cuter than before, and I don't pretend so much."

Qiao Zhenzhen said seriously with a small face.

"What pretense! She's just a little introverted, why are you talking like that!"

"Okay, okay, I just said it casually, anyway, I don't know how many times better than her annoying sister!"

Outside the corridor of the art troupe's main office, Xia Qianqian finally escaped.

With high hopes placed on her, her heart was as heavy as the dress in her hand.

"What kind of ideals can be involved in being the first standard bearer?"

She twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly. She did all this to target Xia Lingrou, but she didn't think about it so much.

Back in the class, although Xia Qianqian had already walked around the back door.

But unable to resist the curiosity of the students, the class immediately began to joke.

"Congratulations to student Xia Qianqian for winning the jersey!"

"This year's clothes are tailor-made for our classmate Xia Qianqian. I look forward to your performance tomorrow!"

Qiao Zhenzhen came in through the back door, but when she said these words, she glanced at Xia Lingrou who was in the distance, and the smile on her face was extraordinarily bright.

Xia Qianqian usually didn't feel that the class was so united. It seemed that Xia Lingrou was not the only opponent. Thinking of this, she curled her lips in a funny way.

The second day was the opening day of the sports meeting. As today's protagonist, Xia Qianqian naturally got up early.

Because I don't have to go to class, I need to do makeup early, and the clothes are also light.

Xia Qianqian put the clothes on directly, saving the trouble of going to the backstage to change clothes.

Coincidentally, Xia Lingrou also got up very early today.

When I went downstairs, I was carrying a large package in my hand, and it seemed that it contained some precious things.

When they bumped into each other head on, seeing her serious face, Xia Lingrou hid the things in her hand and became a little annoyed.

But for some reason, she didn't say anything this time, but walked around Xia Qianqian with a face full of disdain.

"Miss, what can you do if you don't eat breakfast? If you don't eat, your stomach will starve..."

As soon as Xia Qianqian went downstairs, she saw Aunt Li rushing to the door and said in a pleading tone.

"Leave me alone! I'm so annoying!"

"Hey! Miss, bring an umbrella—"

Aunt Li yelled towards the back who had already gone away, but she couldn't get any response to her earnest words.

Xia Qianqian put a piece of toast into her mouth and swallowed it with milk.

"Miss Qianqian, it's raining today, remember to take your umbrella with you before you go out, please pass this umbrella on to Miss Lingrou."

"Didn't it say that it's been sunny recently, and it will rain today?"

Xia Qianqian's focus was obviously not here.

"Where is the weather forecast accurate to me! It seems that the clouds in the sky and the people swimming in the water are all wrong!"

Put two umbrellas in the bag.

Xia Qianqian walked out of the yard, looked at the clouds in the sky unconsciously, but couldn't see anything unusual, turned around and got into the car.

Since Uncle Liu left, she had fewer people to talk to in the car.

Along the way, Xia Qianqian also became quiet, looking out the window quietly, lost in thought for a moment.

After arriving at the dressing room, the makeup team has been waiting for a long time.

She sat on the makeup stool as if nothing had happened, and let them fiddle with her face.

Before the accident happened, just do what she should do. She was about to close her eyes and rest, but such a small plan was disrupted again.

"Honey, your skin is really good. You have smooth skin without makeup! It's really rare!"

"Yes baby, what skin care products do you usually use, can you introduce them to me?"

"Hey, look at the glossiness of this hair! It's absolutely amazing! How can there be such a perfect cutie!"

"..."

Facing the barrage of questions and exclamations, Xia Qianqian's thoughts were completely disrupted, and she was hit by the screen full of question marks.

If you tell them the truth that you never pay attention to maintenance, will they be questioned?
"It's almost the same as the bottles and cans you use, the same brand."

Xia Qianqian opened her eyes helplessly, and said perfunctorily.

Although these people talked too much, but at any rate, the top styling team finished her makeup and hair very quickly.

In the end, after several prayers from several people, she reluctantly posed a few blunt poses to the camera, and they left contentedly.

After seeing off the stylist, Xia Qianqian let out a sigh of relief, her ears finally calmed down.

It wasn't time for the rehearsal yet, and she was still sitting on the stool concentrating on fiddling with her phone.

Suddenly there was only a click of the door, and with the sound of the key being pulled out, the silence was restored.

Xia Qianqian, who was facing the mirror with her back behind her back, couldn't see any waves on her face, as if she had already expected this.

She took a spare key out of her pocket.

She fiddled with it in her hand, but put it on the table again without taking any action.

Although Xia Qianqian was not in a hurry, the team on the playground was out of control.

"Where are people? The rehearsal time is almost up, why don't people come?"

The commander-in-chief said somewhat angrily.

"I've already sent people to look for it! It's useless to be anxious now!"

But how can we not be in a hurry at this time, originally planned to arrange for the leader to enter the arena after the rehearsal, but now the leader is almost here, but the standard bearer is still there!
"Coming! Coming! Is that it?"

Suddenly, the surrounding crowd automatically gave way, looking expectantly in the pointed direction.

"Great! You don't have to worry about it now!"

Seeing a girl in a yellow dress with exquisite makeup slowly approaching, everyone felt relieved.

But as the girl gradually approached, the expressions of everyone seemed to froze again.

"Xia Lingrou?"

"No... Where's Xia Qianqian??"

The speaker's hand was slapped hard by everyone around him, and his eyes indicated something.

"I'm sorry for delaying everyone's progress. My sister has no sense of time. Maybe it will be later. Why don't I accompany you to the rehearsal for her. If Qianqian comes, then she can play."

"This……"

The commander-in-chief seemed a little embarrassed. After all, he personally selected the person, so naturally he had his reasons.

But time waits for no one, and there is no better way now. If the opening ceremony is delayed, no one can afford it.

"Okay, your clothes are from last year, I think you are ready, so let's start directly."

Xia Qianqian, who was still in the dressing room at this time, raised the curtains a little.

Looking at the girl in the light yellow dress on the playground from a distance, I suddenly felt that the clouds in the sky in the distance were getting thicker and thicker.