The heroine I'm friends with has changed [Quick Transmigration]

"This is a gift I brought you. Take a look, do you like it?" Fang Yiran took out a brand new skirt from the bag, and when she looked up at Emily, she had already put back the expression on her face. Holding his chest with his hands, he looked like he was in leisure.

"Skirt?" Emory took the skirt from Fang Yiran's hand, raised her eyebrows, and seemed a little surprised.

"Yes, yes." The last time she wore Emory's new dress, she was always sorry, so when she was shopping with Jin Liushan, she saw that this dress was very suitable for Emory and sold it. Treat it as continuing to give it to her. "Do you like it?"

Emory pursed her lips and smiled, and her eyes fell on the skirt according to her intention.

Fang Yiran has always had a good eye. Just by touching the fabric of this dress, one can tell that it is a high-end product. The dark green dress is designed with suspenders, and the waist on both sides is still hollowed out. It looks elegant and sexy.

Emory fell in love with it immediately, not only because it was a gift from Fang Yiran, but also because the dress fit her heart very well.

"I love so much."

"Really?" Fang Yiran's eyes lit up instantly, who wouldn't like the gift he gave someone to be liked by the other party? "Do you want to change it and have a look?"

Fang Yiran searched around in the studio, and found that there was a separate bathroom inside, which could just be taken in and changed.

"Okay." Emory agreed, carrying her skirt into the bathroom.

Fang Yiran first watched Ai Moli enter the bathroom, and while waiting for her to change clothes, she took out her mobile phone, casually flipped through Moments, and found that Jin Liushan had posted several Moments, and she didn't know how to click them just by liking them. How many likes.

"Om-"

When Fang Yiran was admiringly looking at the photo of herself and Jin Liushan, her phone vibrated suddenly. It was a message from WeChat. She clicked in and was a little surprised to see that it was from Qian Ting.

[Qian Ting]: Have you returned to China?

Qian Ting is Fang Yiran's boss. Naturally, she knew that Fang Yiran had asked for leave, but she didn't expect that she would take half a month's leave, so she asked about it on the night when she didn't come to work on the first day. After learning that Fang Yiran was going abroad to relax, he was a little bit dumbfounded, and at the same time he was a little bit concerned.

Shortly after the divorce, Qian Ting went abroad to relax. Qian Ting couldn't help thinking of Fang Yiran's ex-fiancé. Could it be that Fang Yiran still has some sincerity towards her ex-fiancé?

This is not good.

Qian Ting was so thoughtful that she rarely lost her mind when she was working.

She calculated the time and thought that Fang Yiran should be returning to China by now, so she sent a message to ask about it.

[Fang Yiran]: Back.

[Qian Ting]: When did it happen?

[Fang Yiran]: Just two days ago.

Qian Ting suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She thought that Fang Yiran would tell her when she returned to China. After all, their current relationship can be regarded as friends apart from their superiors and subordinates, right?

[Qian Ting]: Won't you come back to sell your vacation?

Speaking of this, Fang Yiran couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

She's been lazy for half a month, and she might not be able to adapt to the tense work environment immediately, so she plans to slowly...

Anyway, Father Fang also depends on himself...

Fang Yiran thought so, and then realized belatedly, shouldn't this be working time?How does Qian Ting have time to play with her mobile phone?

This is not in line with Qian Ting's personality as a strong woman~

Fang Yiran curled her lips, teasing flashed in her eyes.

[Fang Yiran]: In a few days.

[Fang Yiran]: Mr. Qian did not go to work honestly, but actually played with his mobile phone, I got caught~

Seeing this, Qian Ting smiled.

[Qian Ting]: Mr. Qian is also a human being, and he will definitely touch his mobile phone when he is working.

[Fang Yiran]: Hahaha, it makes sense.

Qian Ting originally wanted to return an emoji, but hesitated for a few seconds when pressing the send button, deleted the emoji, and re-entered new content.

[Qian Ting]: Now that you're back, why don't you have dinner with me after get off work?

Seeing this, Fang Yiran hesitated for a moment.

If she would have readily agreed to Qian Ting before coming to the cafe, but now that she came to look for Emory, she still wanted to have dinner with the two of them at night, so naturally she couldn't agree to Qian Ting.

[Fang Yiran]: I'm afraid it won't work.

[Qian Ting]:?

[Fang Yiran]: I have an appointment with a friend.

friend……

This word can't help but make Qian Ting think of the woman who followed them all the way last time. Like herself, that woman is the other party's intention, which makes Qian Ting feel a sense of crisis.

But even so, she still couldn't do anything, only to rage at her sense of existence afterwards.

[Qian Ting]: OK, let's do it next time.

[Fang Yiran]: Okay.

Just after replying to this passage, Emerson, who had already changed her clothes, came out. Fang Yiran looked up at the sound and was amazed for a moment.

gorgeous!

Emily is also a beauty, she is so beautiful when she wears this dark green suspender dress that seems to be tailor-made for her.

Fang Yiran really couldn't help applauding her, "It looks good."

Emory accepted the compliment, "That's right, I don't even look at who bought it."

Fang Yiran, who was praised back, smiled even more happily.

Seeing this, Ai Molan saw Fang Yiran playing with her mobile phone just before she came out, and pretended to ask unintentionally, "What game are you playing?"

"No, I chatted with my boss for a while."

boss……

Emily met Qian Ting immediately.

that woman...

She pursed her lips, her good mood dissipated a little.

Being with himself and chatting with others, or the one who covets her wholeheartedly.

Unsurprisingly, this realization made Emerson jealous, and she never thought that she would be jealous because of some trivial things.

So is this what it's like to be in love?

Emory suddenly felt a little tormented.

"What's wrong? Your boss is urging you to go back to work?" Emory tried her best to look more natural, and she approached Fang Yiran step by step in a suspender dress.

The ankle-length skirt swayed as she walked, forming lotuses every step of the way.

Fang Yiran didn't realize that something was wrong with Emory, and turned her head to look at Emory who was approaching, "It's sort of."

"Oh, so what are you going to do?"

"Let's take a few more days of vacation. Going out for a trip is exhausting!" Fang Yiran sat upright, her serious appearance made Emily want to poke her face.

And thinking this way, she did the same, gently poking Fang Yiran's cheek with her warm fingertips, the soft feeling made her unable to put it down.

"I just listen to your nonsense."

Fang Yiran:? ? ?

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Emory shrugged, seeing that Fang Yiran didn't reject her poking her, she couldn't help poking her again and again, and finally said in a serious manner: "I find your face is really funny."

Fang Yiran: "..."

When Emily wanted to poke again, Fang Yiran quickly grabbed her finger, "Sister, if you poke again, I will go to the bathroom to touch up my makeup."

She went out with makeup on.

Emory was caught off guard, and she could still feel the warmth of Fang Yiran's palm with her fingers. There seemed to be a restless glimmer in the depths of her eyes. She bent her finger and hooked it lightly on her palm.

This action caused Fang Yiran to let go of her hand, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, but she didn't think about it, thinking that Emily was making trouble with herself.

"Yeah, what are you doing? It's so itchy!"

Yes, it made her palms itch, and her heart seemed to itch too.

Emily withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, "Really? So you are ticklish?"

"It's as if you're not afraid." Fang Yiran glared at her.

"I've let you down, I'm really not afraid." Ai Molan's half-smile made Fang Yiran dubious.

"really?"

"Want to try it?" Emory spread her palm towards her.

Fang Yiran squinted her eyes when she saw this, she leaned forward slightly, and when she shot, the target was not Emory's palm, but her——

waist.

Emory didn't expect it, but when Fang Yiran reached out to her waist, she subconsciously backed away.In the same way, Fang Yiran didn't expect it, so she jumped straight into the air, and stuck her body straight on Emory's body.

Fang Yiran's chin also hit Emory's shoulder.

Both felt pain when their bodies collided.

Emory put her hands on Fang Yiran's slender waist after recovering.

The warmth of the palm was transmitted to Fang Yiran through a thin layer of cloth, making Fang Yiran come back to her senses, her heart suddenly missed a beat, she panicked, and quickly sat back in her original position.

"Does it hurt?" Emory asked with concern.

"It doesn't hurt very much." Fang Yiran hadn't recovered from the sudden change just now, and when she heard Emory's question, she answered subconsciously.

Emory didn't believe it. Seeing that Fang Yiran's chin was red when she knocked on her shoulder, she couldn't help reaching out to avoid the red mark, and lifted her chin.

"My chin is red, doesn't it hurt?"

This move looked frivolous, but the person who did it was Emily with a concerned face, and Fang Yiran's heartbeat that had recovered to a steady state was a little disturbed.

In this posture, she lowered her eyebrows and looked at Emory, and inadvertently bumped into Emory's black eyes that were still caring.

My heart seemed to be hit by something.

For a moment, Fang Yiran felt that it was over.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing her staring at her in a daze, Emory really thought she had hurt her, so she hurriedly moved closer and looked at her chin, while her tone was a little distressed and helpless : "Don't do this kind of thing next time, it will be bad if you hit somewhere."

Fang Yiran came back to her senses upon hearing the sound, and unnaturally moved her chin away from Emory's hand. She lowered her eyes, and no one could see through the thoughts in her eyes.

"I hit you too, don't you hurt?"

It hurt a little, but Emory cared more about Fang Yiran.

"It's not very painful, and I won't feel it after a while."

It's just that Fang Yiran's chin looks a little horrible.

"Will it be bruised?"

Originally, Fang Yiran's mood was a bit complicated, but when she heard Emory's question, she couldn't hold it back, and the suppressed smile spread into Emerson's ears exactly.

"Why are you so cute? It's just blushing, why are you bruised?"

Did Emory think of herself as some fragile object?

But she couldn't deny that she was quite benefited from being cared for like this.

Fang Yiran raised her eyes to look at Ai Molan, there was a delicate smile in those translucent black eyes, like the bright stars in the night, it was so beautiful.

Emory was confused, and didn't pay much attention to the ridicule in Fang Yiran's words, but said seriously and firmly: "I care about you."

As the saying goes, care makes chaos.

It's not true at all when applied to her.

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I also want someone to care about me!Let Aibao let go of Yiran and throw herself into my arms! [crying

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