The Vicious Supporting Female Character And The White Lotus Female Lead

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If you don't care, don't care.Luan Qingxiao thought of an important matter to tell System 520, and lowered her thin eyelids indifferently.

Nie Zhen'er was distracted by Liang Yan, and couldn't help but look at Luan Qingxiao again after a while.

Her eyes were scattered, and she was obviously distracted.

Nie Zhen'er stared blankly at her exquisite profile, feeling a little prickly in her heart: Why is she distracted?Thinking about something?Or... people?

Luan Qingxiao suddenly remembered that Nie Zhen'er's happiness level had increased, and she could draw a lottery again.

So I am analyzing with system 520 whether to draw a lottery this time.

520 suggested not to smoke, Luan Qingxiao hesitated for a moment, thinking of his good luck, he said to the system 520: Smoke.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host, extract the time-limited skill [Jade Plate Delicacy] - the food you make will become extremely delicious, ah, my mouth is watering!Time limit: 50 years. 】

System 520 was stunned.

【Wow!Time limit 50 years!What's the difference between this and unlimited time?Dear host, your luck is really not covered~ super amazing der~[worship.jpg]]

Luan Qingxiao: It's a trivial matter. 520, use this skill card, just go home and taste how delicious the food I made.

【Okay host, big~】

【Ding!Use the time-limited skill [Jade Plate Delicacy] - the food you make will become extremely delicious.Ah, my mouth is watering!Time limit: 50 years. 】

Time moves forward unhurriedly, and soon it is the end of summer vacation.

Nie Zhen'er's painting was submitted for the competition, and the primary and secondary selections have already passed, and the list of winners will be announced the day before school starts.

The summer vacation is coming to an end, today is their last day to go to the studio.

Nie Zhen'er has become less and less talkative on the road these days, and she is in a bad mood visible to the naked eye.

Liang Yan thought of a way to tease her, halfway through, he told a cold joke as usual, before he finished speaking, he was about to twitch from laughter, when he looked at Nie Zhen'er, he just curled the corners of his lips politely, and his eyes were filled with bewilderment.

Liang Yan felt distressed immediately, but not only did he not know why Nie Zhener behaved like this, nor did he know what happened at home, he also couldn't comfort others.

He glared at Luan Qingxiao who was on the other side of Nie Zhener: What kind of friend is this? He just said that Luan Qingxiao was unreliable!

Every time Luan Qingxiao walked with them, she acted as if she didn't exist, so when Liang Yan came to her side, she didn't realize it.

"Is something wrong?"

As soon as Luan Qingxiao opened her mouth, Nie Zhener's eyes moved over.

"..." Liang Yan couldn't bear to let her have a heart-to-heart talk with Nie Zhen'er, and went back without saying anything.

Luan Qingxiao: "..." What's wrong.

Luan Qingxiao learned sketching for more than a month, and finally she was able to draw a curtain behind the wine bottle.

The teacher asked her to study light and shade by herself. Luan Qingxiao drew the curtains like rags. It was Nie Zhen'er who taught her that the folds of the curtains should be drawn darker in the middle and lighter on the sides.

Luan Qingxiao did as she said, and handed in the drawing, and was praised for the first time.

Teacher Liu nodded and said, "The curtains are well drawn."

When class was about to end in the afternoon, Teacher Liu walked over to Nie Zhen'er excitedly with her mobile phone in her hand. Luan Qingxiao felt that it had something to do with the Lu Shi Cup painting competition.

Sure enough, Teacher Liu patted Nie Zhener on the shoulder lightly, without lowering his voice, said: "Student Nie Zhener, I just received the news that your work has won the Lu Shi Cup Gold Award!"

Nie Zhen'er's first reaction was to go and see Luan Qingxiao.

Luan Qingxiao winked at her.

Nie Zhen'er's cheeks were red, and her red lips were slightly curved.

Liang Yan had something to do at home and left early at noon, so they were the only two of them on the way home this time.

There was not a single bit of unhappiness left on Nie Zhen'er's face, and she couldn't help jumping twice as she walked. She was youthful, lively, and beautiful. Luan Qingxiao felt that she should do something.

"Zhen'er, do you want to come to my house for dinner to celebrate your painting winning the gold medal?"

Through getting along with each other these days, Luan Qingxiao vaguely felt that Nie Zhener's family was not rich, and painting was a money-burning business. If Nie Zhener was not really talented and had a future full of money, her mother would never have taken out such a thing. A sum of money supports her.

According to the business card provided by the system 520, Luan Qingxiao speculated that Nie Zhener's parents divorced, and she lived with her mother and depended on each other.

But the relationship between mother and daughter can never be called "good", otherwise when Luan Qingxiao met Nie Zhen'er, her happiness would definitely not be zero.

Nie Zhen'er was overjoyed, "Is it possible? Will it be too disturbing?"

Luan Qingxiao said with a smile: "No, my parents have been doing business in other places all year round, and I am the only one at home."

Nie Zhen'er was about to agree, but hesitated when she thought of something, "I still have to ask my mother..." His voice became deeper and deeper.

"Miss, don't be like this," Luan Qingxiao scratched her little nose, "If you're worried that you won't be able to convince Auntie, why don't I tell you for you."

Nie Zhen'er forced a smile, and the joy on his face was replaced by worry.

Luan Qingxiao felt distressed seeing Nie Zhen'er like this.

Ordinary children usually talk about their mothers intimately, but Nie Zhener's eyes are filled with genuine fear.

She wanted to meet the heroine's mother.

Walking to the usual breakup road, Luan Qingxiao said: "Is Auntie at home now? I'll go with you and talk to her."

Nie Zhen'er shook her head: "Qing Xiao, wait for me here, I'll go and talk to me."

Nie Zhen'er didn't want her to see her mother, why?

Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhen'er's back and thought.

About 10 minutes later, Nie Zhen'er came out of the door, followed by a middle-aged woman in gorgeous clothes.

The middle-aged woman quickly overtook Nie Zhen'er, walked in front of Luan Qingxiao, first rolled her eyes around Luan Qingxiao's body, and only after confirming that she was wearing a famous brand, did she smile from that smeared face.

"You are our Zhener's classmate? What does your family do? I heard that your family is very rich? Do you live in the detached villa in front?"

Nie Zhen'er embarrassedly grabbed the middle-aged woman's arm from behind, "Mom, this is my classmate, Luan Qingxiao."

"Qingxiao, I told my mother that you invited me to your house for dinner, and my mother was worried and wanted to come to see you."

The middle-aged woman pulled out her arm in displeasure, and pushed Nie Zhen'er: "I'm just asking, do you think I'm embarrassing you?"

Nie Zhen'er staggered and stood firm, her small hands clenched into fists, her nails stuck in the soft flesh of her palms, her slender body trembling, like a helpless flower in a rainstorm.

The author has something to say: Luan Qingxiao: Forgive me, if this woman is not the heroine's own mother, I would just kick her away.

Arrogant x Weak 14

The cicadas on the tree are chirping loudly.

Luan Qingxiao's brows and eyes were cold, and her thin lips parted slightly: "Auntie, my family is very rich, and I live in the detached villa in front of me. Now I want to take Zhen'er to my house for dinner, is that okay?"

Nie Zhen'er's mother, Nie Meifeng, was not caught by Luan Qingxiao's tone at all.

A flower-like smile bloomed on her charming face. For an elder, showing such a smile to a junior was extremely frivolous, but she didn't take it seriously at all.

A smell of copper popped out of Nie Meifeng's eyes, "Qing Xiao, you see, Auntie hasn't finished her meal yet, how about..." She smiled, and wrinkles crept up her face, making people feel a little disgusted.

"Auntie, unfortunately, my parents are not at home, and there is no one to entertain you at home, next time." Luan Qingxiao interrupted her.

"Oh, that's right, when will your parents tell Auntie, Auntie will definitely go!" Nie Meifeng finished speaking and waited for Luan Qingxiao to answer, until Luan Qingxiao nodded, and then returned home twisting her hips.

He didn't look at Nie Zhen'er again from the beginning to the end.

Those who are warm and close to Luan Qingxiao are like their own daughters, but they are like strangers to Nie Zhener, their own daughter.

Watching Nie Meifeng enter the gate, Luan Qingxiao reached out to hold Nie Zhen'er's hand, only to find that her palms were cold and she was sweating profusely.

Luan Qingxiao comforted Nie Zhen'er's hair, "Let's go, go to my house."

Luan Qingxiao took two steps forward, pulled Nie Zhen'er's hand, and Nie Zhen'er moved slowly.

The blank look on her face made people feel distressed.

Back home, Luan Qingxiao pushed Nie Zhen'er on the sofa, turned on the TV for her, and subscribed to a recently aired funny variety show: "You can watch TV, and the food will be ready soon."

Luan Qingxiao's refrigerator has vegetables, fish, seafood and other ingredients bought by hourly workers. She plans to stir-fry cucumber and shrimp, make red-braised beef, seaweed and egg soup as the main food, and steamed rice as the staple food.

After all the meals were finished, Luan Qingxiao took them out and placed them on the dining table.

She spent more than 40 minutes, and the funny variety show on TV has not yet finished.

Luan Qingxiao came to the living room and saw that most of the gloomy look on Nie Zhen'er's eyebrows had gone, but she was absent-minded. She couldn't hear the stars laughing so loudly on TV.

"Zhen'er, let's go eat." Luan Qingxiao took her hand with a little force.

Nie Zhen'er stood up according to her strength, and followed Luan Qingxiao to the restaurant.

As he walked closer, a strong and almost overbearing food aroma rushed towards his face. Nie Zhen'er blinked, approached the restaurant, looked at the two dishes and one soup on the table, and opened her mouth in surprise.

Luan Qingxiao smiled triumphantly, "It smells delicious, and it tastes even better, after all, I made it myself."

Luan Qingxiao opened the chair to let Nie Zhen'er sit down, picked up a piece of braised beef with chopsticks and brought it to her mouth: "Taste it."

The cross-section of the stewed beef in front of him was as big as a one-yuan coin. The body was covered with bright red soup, tremblingly attached to the tip of the chopsticks. Nie Zhener opened his mouth involuntarily, and the next moment, the stewed beef was in his mouth.

The beef melts in the mouth, and Nie Zhen'er barely needs to chew it. The rich taste explodes in his mouth in an instant. Before he can swallow a piece of meat in his mouth, his eyes have automatically fixed on the one on the plate.

"How does it taste?" Luan Qingxiao asked expectantly.

Nie Zhen'er narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, "It's delicious!"

【Ding!The heroine's happiness is 30.00%.Congratulations to the host, keep up the good work~]

Before the meal was finished, the system 520 had already sent a good news.

Luan Qingxiao saw Nie Zhen'er's happy face while eating, and her heart moved slightly.

Luan Qingxiao: 520, I found that the happiness of the heroine seems to increase even without the hero.

She narrowed her eyes: Why do you insist that I do bad things to the heroine at those times to provide opportunities for the heroine?

[The host is big, it is like this.Because this world is the simplest e-type world, in case the host doesn't know how to complete the task, these mandatory plots are set up.In the future, as the difficulty of the world level increases, the mandatory plot will gradually decrease.Disclosed a secret with the host: there is not a single mandatory plot in the S world~]

[As for the increase in happiness of the heroine and what it is related to, the hero is the best candidate we screen out through big data, not a must. 】

Luan Qingxiao: That is to say, besides the hero, other people can also help the heroine increase her happiness?

【Yes(≧▽≦)】

Luan Qingxiao: ...

Then why should she wrong herself to go with Liang Yan this month, and more importantly, Nie Zhen'er didn't increase her happiness because of Liang Yan after being wronged for a month.

On the contrary, it was me, but I made a dinner for her, and my happiness increased by 5.00%.

Luan Qingxiao knew that she was not familiar with the mission process before, and was led into a ditch by System 520.

Thinking about it carefully, Nie Zhen'er would rather go to and from school with her than with Liang Yan, maybe she doesn't have the intention of falling in love with Liang Yan at all.

Luan Qingxiao reached out to touch the top of Nie Zhen'er's hair, she was bought by her for a dinner, she was really a girl who was easily satisfied.

The kindness I treated her before was not good, although I may be forced to do some unfriendly things towards Nie Zhen'er in the future, Luan Qingxiao has already planned to double the compensation no matter what, so as not to make her feel sad.

After eating, Nie Zhen'er had recovered and rushed to clear the table and wash the dishes.

Luan Qingxiao leaned against the kitchen door frame, looked at Nie Zhen'er's slender back bending over to wash the dishes, and joked, "Do you think we two look like newlyweds, one is in charge of cooking and the other is in charge of washing dishes."

Nie Zhen'er slowed down washing the dishes, she knew that Luan Qingxiao had no other intentions, but she still felt very happy.

If the hypothesis comes true, she will surely be the happiest person in the world.

Clean up the kitchen, it's already dark.

Luan Qingxiao's home has a video room, and the two of them had nothing else to do, so they went to the video room with Nie Zhener to watch a movie.

Luan Qingxiao chose a zombie comedy, and Nie Zhener looked at the cover with novelty and fear: "It won't be scary, right?"

Luan Qingxiao smiled: "Although there are zombies, its most important attribute is comedy. Don't worry, it won't be scary. If you feel scared, just wrap your arms around me."

Nie Zhen'er nodded, watched Luan Qingxiao cautiously and clicked to play.

Except for a little horror when the zombies came out at the beginning, this film is completely comedic.

Nie Zhen'er shrank into a ball when she was scared in the front, but hugged Luan Qingxiao's arm tightly when she couldn't breathe from laughter in the back.

The girl's body was not yet fully developed, there were only two small bumps rubbing against Luan Qingxiao's arms. Luan Qingxiao thought it was normal for the two girls to behave like this, but a layer of goose bumps arose on her arms.

Halfway through the movie, when the funniest part was over, Luan Qingxiao took the opportunity to pull his arm out of Nie Zhen'er's arms.

She stood up, lowered her head to meet Nie Zhen'er's suspicious gaze, and explained, "You're thirsty, I'll get you a drink."

Unexpectedly, the mineral water in the refrigerator has just been drunk, and the hourly workers can only buy new ones tomorrow, and there are only two bottles of peach-flavored champagne left in the refrigerator.

Luan Qingxiao picked it up and took a look. The alcohol concentration was only 5.00%, so you shouldn't get drunk if you drink casually.

Opening the wine bottle and pouring out two glasses, Luan Qingxiao washed another bunch of green teas and brought them to the audio-visual room.

Arrogant x Weak 15

Nie Zhen'er had never drunk alcohol before, so she was surprised to see the champagne in her hand.

The light and shadow on the screen flickered, hitting her small porcelain white face, the sparkling eyes were particularly eye-catching.

"Qingxiao, can I really drink it? I won't get drunk, right?" The light pink champagne exudes a faint peach fragrance. Nie Zhen'er wants to drink it, but she doesn't dare to drink it.

Luan Qingxiao gave her a reassurance, took a sip by herself, licked the wine stained on her red lips with the tip of her tongue, and said with a slight smile: "This champagne has very low alcohol content, it can be used as fruit juice."

Nie Zhener firmly believed in Luan Qingxiao's words, she lowered her head and smelled it, took a sip, the sweet taste spread in her mouth, and the spicy feeling was almost negligible.

"How is it?" Luan Qingxiao asked.

Nie Zhen'er raised his head and smiled sweetly: "It's delicious."

The two faced each other and were very close. When Nie Zhen'er spoke, the peach flavor in his mouth hit Luan Qingxiao's face.

Luan Qingxiao's heart suddenly felt numb and itchy.

She didn't know where this itching came from, she only knew that her eyes were reluctant to move away from Nie Zhen'er's face.

Nie Zhen'er picked up a green grape and put it in her mouth. The green grape tasted sour and sweet, and Nie Zhen'er's eyes narrowed into crescent moons.Her eyes returned to the screen, her hands were not idle, pinching a green grape for a while, and sipping champagne with a glass for a while.

After the film was over, only half of the green tea was left, and not a drop of champagne was left.

Luan Qingxiao got up and turned on the lights, the dim audio-visual room was as bright as day, she lowered her eyes to look at Nie Zhen'er.

The little girl sat blankly on the cotton pad, her eyes under the eyelashes were full of moisture, her gaze was blank, two blushes hung on her cheeks, her rosy mouth was slightly opened...

"Really?" Luan Qingxiao walked over, knelt down, and pointed her soft cheek with her index finger.

Nie Zhen'er raised his head slowly, as if he was being bullied, and the moisture in his eyes was accumulating more and more.

Luan Qingxiao couldn't help but get drunk from a small glass of champagne.

"Zhen'er, shall I take you home?" Luan Qingxiao asked softly in her ear.

Nie Zhen'er opened her mouth, and spit out two words crisply: "No."

"Hey, what if you don't go home."

"No, I don't want to go home..." Nie Zhen'er softly raised his hand and pushed Luan Qingxiao away, his eyes showed a look of grievance, his mouth was slightly pouted, and his face was wrinkled into a ball.

Luan Qingxiao patted Nie Zhener's hair lightly, Nie Zhener turned around and stretched out his arms to wrap around Luan Qingxiao's waist.

Nie Zhen'er buried her face in Luan Qingxiao's stomach, "Don't drive me away..."

Luan Qingxiao pinched her red earlobe, "Little girl, are you pretending to be drunk, huh?"

"Don't go home..." Nie Zhen'er's earlobe was itchy, she flinched, her voice was soft and small, like a kitten.

She should be really drunk, otherwise she would definitely refute "I'm not a little girl".

"Be good, I'll help you sit on the sofa for a while." Luan Qingxiao was hugged by her, unable to move.

"...Woooo, you're leaving me, I won't go, woo."

Luan Qingxiao was only wearing a white t-shirt, she thought Nie Zhen'er was pretending to cry, so she couldn't laugh or cry.

But immediately she couldn't laugh anymore, the cold tears stuck to the skin around her waist through the thin fabric, and the indecision immediately turned into worry.

Luan Qingxiao thought of her mother, sighed, and asked: "Hey, I won't let you go, do you know the phone number at home?"

She gently stroked Nie Zhen'er's hair to calm the little girl's emotions. After a long time, Nie Zhen'er sobbed and said, "153****2523."

"You're staying at my house tonight, and I'll call your mother."

"En." Nie Zhen'er gradually calmed down, nodded obediently, but did not let go.

Luan Qingxiao bowed her head and whispered in her ear: "The phone is in the bedroom, my dear, how can I get it if you don't let go."

Nie Zhen'er reacted for a while, then slowly retracted her arm.

Luan Qingxiao stood up, and Nie Zhener's eyes followed her, Luan Qingxiao said worriedly: "Sit here obediently, don't move around, wait for me to come back."

Nie Zhen'er's eyes, which had been washed by tears once, were clear and bright. Hearing this, her eyelashes slapped up and down, and she nodded.

Luan Qingxiao closed the door of the audio-visual room, went to the bedroom to get the phone.

Luan Qingxiao stood on the balcony of the bedroom, the cold wind poured into the clothes, a small piece soaked by Nie Zhen'er's tears seemed to be frozen, and the skin inside was frozen and lost consciousness.

After calling three times, I was finally connected.

"Who! Do you want to be struck by lightning when you call late at night?" The sharp female voice came from the phone, completely different from the sticky female voice in the afternoon.

"Auntie, it's me, Luan Qingxiao." Luan Qingxiao revealed her identity lightly.

"Luan Qingxiao... oh oh, it's our Zhen'er classmate, is there anything you can do to find auntie so late?"

The air pressure in Luan Qingxiao's body was low, and he said coldly: "Auntie, have you forgotten? Zhen'er is still at my house."

"That dead girl," Nie Meifeng scolded halfway, and suddenly remembered that the other end of the phone was Nie Zhen'er's classmate, so she calmed down and said, "That girl. Qingxiao, auntie has locked the door to sleep, and auntie has to wait for that girl to come back." Why don't you get up and open the door for her, why don't you let her sleep in your house for one night?"

"Aren't you worried about Zhen'er's safety?"

"It's just a girl's film, there is nothing to worry about, it's settled like that, Qing Xiao."

Luan Qingxiao was too lazy to listen to her and hung up the phone directly.

Only mother is good in the world, tsk!

One or two are so unreliable.

Back in the audio-visual room, Luan Qingxiao pushed open the door and found that the light inside was turned off again.

The movie that he had just watched was playing on the screen. Nie Zhener sat upright in front of the screen, but his head was lowered, like a swan bending its neck sadly.

Luan Qingxiao walked over hesitantly and sat next to Nie Zhener. The moment the screen turned on, a tear fell from Nie Zhener's eyes and dripped onto the light blue jeans, leaving a dark mark.

"She's already asleep. If you call, she must be very upset." Nie Zhen'er was crying, but her tone was very light, as if she was used to this kind of thing.

Luan Qingxiao's throat choked, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

"She's always been like that, she doesn't care about anything but herself and money."

Nie Zhen'er turned her head and looked at Luan Qingxiao with a slight smile, crystal tears shattered on her body, but her eyes were indifferent: "Do you know why she is willing to pay for me to learn painting? When I was in elementary school, the school held a painting competition. My classmates and I I borrowed a pen and paper to draw a picture, and finally won the first prize with a bonus of 3000 yuan."

"She was very happy when she got the money, and asked me to participate in more competitions. I didn't learn painting systematically, and the money I earned from my talent alone was getting less and less. That's why I found the cheapest studio to study. "

"Qingxiao, she doesn't love me, I don't care. But I'm sad, there are so many people in the world, why doesn't anyone love me?" Nie Zhen'er burst into tears.

No matter how strong she is, she is only a 16-year-old child.

Luan Qingxiao stretched out her hand to embrace her, and kept comforting her: "Everything will be fine, I want you to promise that you will be very happy in the future."

Nie Zhen'er finally fell asleep crying, Luan Qingxiao wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, carried her to the bedroom, took off her outer clothes, and covered her with a quilt.

The frost-like moonlight came in from the window, Nie Zhen'er slept unsteadily, babbling non-stop, Luan Qingxiao sat aside, held her hand, and sat guarding her all night.

There was a ray of light in the sky, Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhen'er's peaceful sleeping face, her heart was full and swollen.

She blinked her dry eyes, and suddenly said to the system 520: 520, what should I do, I seem to be bent.

The author has something to say: Luan Qingxiao: I am no longer the straight me, I am bent.

Arrogant x Weak 16

Nie Zhen'er stretched and rolled around on the bed hugging the quilt.

She hasn't slept so well for a long time, and the family is very depressed every day. Sometimes Nie Meifeng comes back late, no matter whether Nie Zhener is asleep or not, she will wake her up in a shameless way, and scold her, as if she All the misfortunes were caused by Nie Zhen'er.

Nie Zhen'er thought of Nie Meifeng, and her heart felt heavy. She suddenly realized the reality, stopped staying in bed, and quickly opened her eyes to get up and cook.

"Eh?" Nie Zhen'er looked at the bedroom in surprise, where is this?Why is she here?

Nie Zhen'er's face was pale, and she pressed her painful head. She vaguely remembered that she was with Luan Qingxiao yesterday. The food Luan Qingxiao cooked was delicious, and they watched a movie together. Later, Luan Qingxiao brought two glasses of peach-flavored champagne , very sweet, she quickly drank a small cup, and then she had no memory of the next thing at all.

She should still be at Luan Qingxiao's house.

Nie Zhen'er covered her head and lifted the quilt with one hand, and found that she was only wearing a small suspender and a pair of shorts, revealing two thin white legs.

She looked around in a panic. There were skin care products on the dressing table and clothes in the half-open closet, which meant that someone lived in this room, and Luan Qingxiao said that her parents were not at home... Thinking that she might have shared the bed with Luan Qingxiao last night Lying together, Nie Zhen'er's pale cheeks could not help but blushes, her heart was pounding, and her legs curled up shyly.

Luan Qingxiao sat for the whole night, and when she stood up, her whole body was stiff. She went downstairs to the garden for a few laps, and did stretching exercises for a while. When her body no longer looked like a rusty machine, she looked at the time, and Nie Zhener was about the same. I was about to wake up, so I went to the kitchen to make sober soup.

Drunk people will suffer very badly the next day, Luan Qingxiao just confirmed her intentions, how could she be willing to let Nie Zhener suffer.

After she finished talking about her thoughts with the system 520 in the morning, 520 probably had never encountered such a thing before, and after a while of reaction, she said [Dr. Complete the mandatory plot, increase the happiness of the heroine, and do other things as you like~]

System 520's words gave her a reassurance.

In fact, she regretted that sentence after she said it.In case the system 520 makes her leave the world because of this, wouldn't she be broken up just as soon as she experienced the taste of love?

System 520 is not only her assistant, but also a monitor sent by the Scenario Correction Research Institute.You can be close to it, but you can't say everything, you need to be cautious and cautious.

Luan Qingxiao came to the bedroom with the boiled hangover soup. The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly, and it opened with a light push.

Luan Qingxiao walked in, looked up, and met Nie Zhen'er's wet and shy eyes.The beautiful almond eyes immediately lowered their lids when they saw her.

Luan Qingxiao put the hangover soup on the bedside table, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and took Nie Zhen'er's hand: "Zhen'er, does your headache hurt? I made you hangover soup."

Nie Zhen'er raised her eyes and glanced at her quickly, then whispered: "I didn't cause you any trouble when I was drunk, did I?"

Luan Qingxiao smiled: "You can't be good when you're drunk."

Nie Zhen'er suddenly found that her legs were still exposed, she quickly withdrew her hand and covered her with a quilt, her delicate collarbone was covered with a layer of shame.

"My clothes..." she said hesitantly.

Luan Qingxiao brought the hangover soup in front of Nie Zhen'er, and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well, so I'll take off your coat for you. Do you have the strength now? If you don't, I'll feed you."

Nie Zhen'er woke up early in the morning like a dream, and now Luan Qingxiao has to feed her sober soup.

Nie Zhen'er froze for a moment and didn't answer, the snow-white ceramic spoon was brought to his mouth.

"I'll just drink it myself." Nie Zhen'er hurriedly took the bowl and spoon, embarrassed to drink too slowly under Luan Qingxiao's gaze, after drinking two tablespoons, he drank the hangover soup in the bowl in one gulp.

Luan Qingxiao took the empty bowl in her hand and asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Nie Zhen'er felt that she was surrounded by happiness, and blinked her eyes embarrassedly: "It's okay." As long as it's done by you, it's okay.

"Do you like Xiaolongbao?"

"Will it be too much trouble?" Nie Zhen'er was worried that Luan Qingxiao would be exhausted.

Although Luan Qingxiao looked in good spirits, there was a faint blue color in his eyes, maybe he didn't sleep well last night in order to take care of her.

"No trouble." Luan Qingxiao put the bowl on the tray, got up and went to the chair at the end of the bed to get Nie Zhen'er's coat, "I took a new set of toiletries and put them in the bathroom. If you want to take a shower, there are some in the closet. New towels."

"Thank you." Nie Zhen'er wrapped her arms around the quilt and watched Luan Qingxiao leave the bedroom. She couldn't calm down at the thought of taking a bath in the bathroom where Luan Qingxiao had bathed.

Luan Qingxiao put the steamed buns into the steamer, turned on the fire and marked down the time. The millet porridge was already boiling, so her thoughts naturally went to Nie Zhen'er in the bedroom.

Zhen'er should be taking a shower now. I don't seem to have prepared a change of clothes for her. I can't let her continue to wear yesterday's clothes after taking a shower.

Thinking of this, Luan Qingxiao set the time to turn off the stove, got up and went to the bedroom.

Nie Zhen'er is shorter and thinner than her, so she should be able to wear her clothes.

Luan Qingxiao walked into the bedroom, and was relieved to hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

She opened her closet, and a row of clothes were either T-shirts or jeans, all of which were baggy.

Luan Qingxiao rummaged for a long time, and finally found a dress with light blue stripes in the innermost part. She frowned and thought about it. This seemed to be a birthday gift from the original owner's father on her 16th birthday before Luan Qingxiao came here. It was a high-end brand with a high price , but because the original owner hated wearing skirts the most, and the skirt was one size too small, the original owner threw it in the corner.

It's just right for Nie Zhen'er to wear.

Luan Qingxiao put the dress on the back of the chair, walked to the door of the bathroom, raised her hand and knocked on the door to tell herself that she had prepared a change of clothes for her, just as the back of her hand touched the frosted glass door, the door was pulled open.

Humid water vapor gushed out all of a sudden, Luan Qingxiao suddenly lost his words when he saw the girl in front of him.

She has always known that Nie Zhen'er is beautiful, but the girl in front of her is different from usual, with wet hair draped over her shoulders, water drops winding down her delicate collarbone, blocked by a snow-white bath towel.

Not only is her hair wet, but her eyebrows, eyelashes, eyes, and even the fine hairs on her face are all wet. She is indeed clear in the water, absolutely gorgeous, but not coquettish.

"Qingxiao, what's wrong with you?" Nie Zhen'er stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Luan Qingxiao's eyes.

Luan Qingxiao came back to her senses, rubbed her hot ears, looked away in a little embarrassment, turned around and pointed to the dress on the back of the chair and said: "I remember I forgot to prepare a change of clothes for you, you can change them later, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the porridge is ready."

After breakfast at Luan Qingxiao's house, Nie Zhen'er couldn't find a reason to stay, and bid farewell to Luan Qingxiao with some disappointment.

Luan Qingxiao stood at the door to see her off, Nie Zhen'er walked a distance, couldn't help turning her head, a beautiful arc was drawn on the skirt, Luan Qingxiao was still standing by the door, looking at her with deep eyes.

"Qing Xiao, I haven't finished my summer homework yet, can I come to you to do my homework?" She summoned up her courage and asked.

Under the blue sky, the girl's eyes were full of expectation, and her whole body was shining.

Luan Qingxiao couldn't help laughing: "Yes." You can give me your life.

The author has something to say: Nie Zhen'er: I don't want your life, I want you.

Arrogant x Weak 17

On the first day of school on September [-]nd, Luan Qingxiao woke up early to make lunch for lunch.

Yesterday, the system 520 urgently issued a mandatory plot. After school started, she had to throw away Nie Zhener's lunch for a week, until Liang Yan found out a week later and told Nie Zhener about it.

Throwing away Nie Zhener's bento must be thrown away, but she will not let Nie Zhener fall into the difficult situation of not having lunch, so she plans to make another bento with more dishes and secretly put it on Nie Zhener's desk.

Luan Qingxiao asked System 520 if it was possible to do this, and System 520 said [as long as it is not discovered by the heroine]

So for the next week, Luan Qingxiao has to be a sneaky thief.

The two bento packed Luan Qingxiao's schoolbag bulging, Nie Zhen'er glanced suspiciously, and Luan Qingxiao said: "I heard that there will be exams after classes are divided."

Nie Zhener and Luan Qingxiao are both in the second class of high school, Nie Zhener is still in the rocket class, Luan Qingxiao's mother also put her in the rocket class, of course, Liang Yan is also there, but Li Ni went to the liberal arts rocket class.

When Nie Zhen'er heard this, she was a little worried about Luan Qingxiao's grades: "Qingxiao, can you do well in the exam this time? I don't want others to say that you rely on relationships, you can obviously rely on yourself."

When Nie Zhen'er went to Luan Qingxiao to do her homework, she found that Luan Qingxiao was very fast at solving the questions, and her accuracy rate was very high. Thinking of all the things before, she immediately decided that Luan Qingxiao's studies were very good at all, but she didn't know why the exams were not good enough. Write well, resulting in low scores.

Apart from painting (?), Luan Qingxiao spent the entire summer vacation studying. She not only reviewed the textbooks for the first year of high school, but also read the textbooks for the second and third year of high school. The original owner is very smart, and Luan Qingxiao is not stupid. So after Nie Zhen'er asked, she answered naturally: "Of course, just don't wait for me to surpass you to get No.1, as long as you feel uncomfortable."

Nie Zhen'er excitedly grabbed Luan Qingxiao's hand: "Qingxiao, you were pretending you didn't study hard before, right? In fact, you are super good at studying, right?"

Facing Nie Zhen'er's expectant eyes, Luan Qingxiao suddenly became vain and said inscrutablely: "You just know, don't say it."

Nie Zhener nodded vigorously: "Well! Although I don't know why you pretend to be a poor student, you must have your reasons. I will definitely help you keep the secret!"

Luan Qingxiao patted Nie Zhen'er's head, thinking how could such an obedient girl have the heart to lie to her?

But not only did she cheat, she also cheated very happily...

In fact, it wasn't exactly cheating. According to the vague memory Luan Qingxiao inherited from the original owner, the original owner was probably really pretending to be a scumbag.

The first thing after class placement is to look at the report card posted on the wall at the door of the class.

On Dahong's report card, the name, score, and grade rank were written with a brush. There were 40 students in the science rocket class. Except for those who were assigned to the arts rocket class, and Luan Qingxiao, they were all ranked within the [-]th place.

Luan Qingxiao got 81 in the exam.

"Tsk, you said she really took the test by herself? Even if she took the test by herself, why did she come to the rocket class?"

"Some people are really interesting. They obviously don't have enough grades, but they have the cheek to take someone else's place."

"So what's the use of studying well? It's not as good as someone with rich and powerful family, and school rules can be regarded as nothing."

"I'm just sorry for the [-]th class. Their ranking is okay, why can't they go to the rocket class?"

Someone saw Luan Qingxiao approaching, and quickly pushed a few people who were talking. They turned their heads and looked at Luan Qingxiao, the contempt in their eyes was not concealed at all.

"Let's go, the related households are here, we won't get any good fruit if we stand here any longer." After saying that, they entered the class slowly one by one.

Nie Zhener is worried