Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The dim orange light fell on the two people, and the two figures were reflected on the wall, clinging tightly to each other, entangled together, as if they were one body.

After such a long period of contact, it was the first time that the two of them were so close. They had been looking at Di Yuanjue before, and he was so stunning, but they were not unable to take their eyes away.

But now, she felt that his face was so charming that it made people sink into her eyes again and again. This face was completely on the top of her heart.

Can't watch anymore.

The dense breath wrapped around the two people.

Very close, very close, even Long Qingcheng could feel the man's breath on her neck, and a faint blush appeared on the base of her ears.

She stood firm, tilted her head, smiled, and said with a hint of teasing in her tone, "Master Jiu, it's a pity that I can't date you yet." After all, she is still a high school student, so she cannot fall in love prematurely.

Di Yuanjue raised his hand, slapped the person on the head, put the person down, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then I'll have to wait for you."

Long Qingcheng knelt down on the bed and covered his head with his hands, "You don't want to bully people like this." Revenge, naked revenge, obviously he was still a patient.

"Then you're not bullying me?" Di Yuanjue looked at the girl with his deep eyes, his eyes unconcealed. He almost tensed up, and even his suit was a little tighter.

He turned around and picked up the dishes on the table, "Have a good rest. Don't forget about the early morning flight. Your exam is the day after tomorrow."

Long Qingcheng: "..."

The person lay directly on the bed and covered his head with the quilt. A voice came out from the quilt, covering his head, "Go slowly, I won't send you away."

Long Qingcheng didn't sleep for long, probably more than an hour.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the door opened again.

Long Qingcheng stood up at this time and turned on the bedside lamp above her head. It seemed that she had anticipated the person coming, "Sang Yu, I knew you would come." She pinched the bridge of her nose and patted the bed, "Come and sit here. .”

The man lowered his head and sat obediently aside.

The snow-white square scarf had a hint of light red.

Long Qingcheng glanced at it and asked helplessly: "How did it get hurt? Has it been taken care of? Go get the medicine box and I'll help you get it."

A few consecutive concerns made Sang Yu feel a little better, and she shook her head vigorously, "It's okay, sister."

"Since when have you been so cautious when speaking to me?"

Sang Yu lowered her head, her voice was muffled, and she looked like she was about to cry at any moment. It was obvious that they met each other at the earliest, and they knew each other's darkest side.

His voice was buzzing, "Sister, do you like Di Yuanjue?"

He didn't want to ask, but he said it anyway.

Long Qingcheng stood up helplessly and put her hands on the soft hair. Her voice was full of doting. It was the care of a sister for her brother. There had never been any love, only the care of her family.

"You are my brother, Sang Yu. No matter how long it takes, you will be my family." She only hopes that Sang Yu can happily forget the past and start over, instead of always dwelling on the past and dragging herself down. Into the quagmire.

Perhaps Di Yuanjue felt that Long Qingcheng's feelings for Sang Yu had never been about love, so he was so relieved about Sang Yu.

The moment Sang Yu appeared from Di Yuan Jue, even though he knew they were not together, he became afraid because someone special appeared next to his sister.

He even made a move in advance, thinking that Di Yuan would never die so easily, and then left a tail for him to find out about him.

It's just that he didn't stay away from his sister as he imagined, but got along with her as usual.

And as Di Yuanjue said, he was getting farther and farther away from his sister, and even pushed people into the arms of others.

But he knew from beginning to end that his sister's feelings for him were only those of family members.

He doesn't want to.

Sang Yu struggled, her voice hoarse: "Long Qingcheng, you have always known, you know my thoughts, why, why can't I do it." He did not call his sister, but called her by her first name.

Long Qingcheng's eyes were very serious and he answered very seriously: "Sang Yu, I told you, I can't give you the emotion you want, you have to let it go. If you can't let it go, we will really become siblings and friends. No more."

Sang Yu suddenly took out the scissors from his pocket, gathered up the long silver hair with one hand, and cut it all short under Long Qingcheng's gaze, "Sister, cut off your hair and be ruthless. I don't want the love of my family, only the love of my lover. "

Long Qingcheng frowned, "You..." She had been avoiding Sang Yu before, just to let him think clearly.

The two of them had never faced this matter head-on, but they didn't expect to face it so quickly at this time.

She looked at Sang Yu who left calmly, looked at the long silver hair on the ground, and sighed heavily, "This child is still so stubborn." Who should I follow?

-

At six o'clock in the morning, Long Qingcheng, Cheng Lin and Di Yuanjue returned to the capital.

The weather was slightly cool and there was no one on the road. Long Qingcheng and the two did not go back to Longcheng, but slept nearby at the top of Ziyun.

I had breakfast at 10 a.m., washed up, and was driven back to Longcheng by Yingfeng.

In the car, Long Qingcheng received a long-lost call from Meng Lai, "Why did you remember to call me?"

Meng Lai was Long Qingcheng's former jewelry designer's agent. After Long Qingcheng quit, he was introduced to a company with a major international brand that he loved in the jewelry industry, and he was promoted to manager at this time.

He is also the director of this jewelry design competition.

"Two things. The first thing is that the judges of the jewelry design competition had a car accident and there is one missing judge. I want to ask if you can go? The second thing is that your work Liu Guang has been plagiarized."

Liuguang was a work she anonymously participated in a small online jewelry design competition after she became famous. That work also received comments from international judges and was even spotted by overseas wealthy people.

It is a pity to say that it is not inferior to the works of big names at all on a small website.

What was the name that was obtained at any time at that time?

She seemed to have forgotten.

The person over there seemed to know that Long Qingcheng couldn't remember it, so he said, "Luoxing."

oh oh oh...

Long Qingcheng remembered it and smiled, "I seem to have forgotten Luo Xing's account."

There was a lot of anger there.

So that person stole Luo Xing's account, replaced Luo Xing, and participated in the competition. Is she so confident? Aren't you afraid of being found out?

Long Qingcheng asked: "Who is it?"

"Bai Niannian." She was so angry that she wanted to kill someone. "This person is crazy. Is he so good at plagiarism? He even went to the one he loves. If the brand is ruined, can she afford to pay compensation?"

Long Qingcheng: "..." We are really enemies on a narrow road.

She asked why Bai Niannian went to participate in the jewelry competition. It turned out that her account was stolen.

Maybe she knows why Bai Niannian is so anxious to prove herself. The Bai family needs an heir, and only by showing her talent and strength to Bai Tianhai can she let Bai Tianhai release his power.