When the green tea female partner is forced to attack the female lead

Zhao Qingdai was taken aback by Du Jingmo's straight ball.

She wanted to explain, but facing Du Jingmo, her language function seemed to have degenerated, and there was only one sentence for a long time: "...I just want to make my sister happy."

The impression of her can also be better.

She wrote the word nervous on her face, and Du Jingmo pursed her lips to hold back her smile, but still unconsciously bent the corners of her eyes: "I'm just generally happy. Let's eat."

Zhao Qingdai's heart immediately let go.

At the dining table, Du Jingmo glanced at the time after breakfast, and asked: "I brought you back to let you recuperate from your injuries. It's enough for you to take care of your diet and daily life, and you don't have to do the cooking."

Zhao Qingdai said yes, yes, but actually not only prepared the dinner, but also ordered the flowers that Du Jingmo would change every day in advance, and even went to take care of the small yard with a broken leg flower garden.

After several times of persuasion by Du Jingmo to no avail, he had the same paragraph as the system and was speechless: "Are you so disabled?"

She began to understand why Zhao Qingdai's green tea title was so famous, yet so many men were recruited.

She couldn't even refuse a woman, let alone a man?

Du Jingmo is a serious young lady who grew up well-off, with many rules and taboos. The nanny who takes care of her is an old man of the Du family, so she can get along well with her.But after Zhao Qingdai came, Auntie felt that she was hovering on the verge of unemployment.

Even she, who watched Du Jingmo grow up, would touch her thunder point inadvertently.It's just that Du Jingmo is always extra tolerant to familiar people, and generally doesn't care.

But Zhao Qingdai never had such a situation.

This girl can not only take care of all of Du Jingmo's emotions, but also knows that she is a person with a special sense of ritual, and will prepare a little surprise every day.

They are really small surprises, such as making an extra orange lamp when preparing fruit salad; collecting and reusing the flower arrangements that are changed every day, making bookmarks and giving them to Du Jingmo.

This kind of surprise is kept in a careful but not too grand manner, let alone Du Jingmo, even a person like Auntie who is over half a hundred years old and has read thousands of sails feels admiration.

Just the word "heart" is already stronger than anything else.

Not to mention that Zhao Qingdai is still pretty.

After a little surprise every day has almost become a regular program of the Du family, Auntie finally has room for her own development.

Zhao Qingdai: "Auntie, please come and prepare dinner today. I'm going out for a while. I don't have much time today."

The aunt nodded immediately, afraid that this opportunity would slip away again, and asked her what she was going to do?

Zhao Qingdai smiled so hard that her eyes curled up: "I've been living here for a week, and I have to prepare a bigger surprise for my sister today."

The aunt never expected to hear such an answer. After being speechless for a moment, she sighed a little: "You girl is too cute, and I don't know what kind of man can marry you."

Zhao Qingdai didn't answer, just smiled, bowed and left.

In a week's time, her injury, which she had to struggle in the emergency room all afternoon, has almost healed. As long as she walks slowly, it will not be obvious that she has been injured at all.

She sighed: "Two-dimensional characters are really relaxed, presumably there is no pain other than death that is hard to get through."

System: "Is it a little too natural for you to accept your two-dimensional identity?"

Zhao Qingdai shrugged her shoulders: "Is there any point in not having the same job as me?"

It has become a habit for the system to argue with her, and was about to refute a few words, when suddenly the tone changed, and a shitty sentence came out.

Zhao Qingdai: "Why are you still swearing? Is your system so uncivilized?"

"...I also want to be civilized, but I saw that person who is almost exactly like you, who can resist this?"

Exactly the same?

Following the guidance of the system, Zhao Qingdai looked towards the opposite shopping mall, and saw the woman who was almost exactly the same as her in the system's mouth at a glance, and her face turned pale instantly.

The sun was very high today, and the leaves were curled up by the sun, but standing under the scorching sun, she felt extremely cold, and her teeth were chattering.

Even when her life was hanging by a thread in a car accident, she never showed this look. The system stopped teasing and became more cautious, asking, "What's wrong with you? Who is that?"

Zhao Qingdai didn't hide it: "It's my... biological mother."

She thought she would never see this woman again.

Her feet seemed to have taken root, and she couldn't move a step for a long time.She looked at the familiar face waiting in the shadows, and saw a little boy with a flat mouth coming out of the mall.

With grievance and impatience on his face, he tilted his head to avoid the woman's touch. After seeing the woman's slightly hurt expression, he felt guilty and let the other party touch her on the head. Then the two They looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the cold drink shop.

"What's the relationship between them?" Zhao Qingdai felt a little sour in her eyes, and tears welled up, "The sun is too poisonous."

The system knew she wasn't asking anyone, so it didn't answer.

The two people just now were obviously mother and son, and the boy's appearance was even somewhat similar to Zhao Qingdai.

No one is born a villain. In the settings obtained by the system, it is only said that Zhao Qingdai's mother ran away from home when she was 13 years old and never came back.

When a simple one-line setting falls on a living person, it cannot be summed up in one sentence.

"Let's go, continue to prepare presents. Don't forget about the business." Zhao Qingdai had already adjusted her mood while speaking, and walked forward while kicking the pebbles, as if she hadn't bumped into anything just now.

The system doesn't understand human emotions very well, but it now regrets that it shouldn't have reminded Zhao Qingdai just now.

When Zhao Qingdai returned to the dormitory again, the scene was surprisingly the same as last time, she was talking and laughing at first, but she was as quiet as a chicken after seeing her.

She said: "Go ahead, I'll take my things and leave."

Now that she has lived in Du Jingmo's house, she has no plan to leave.

The system watched her deftly rummaging through boxes and cabinets, took out a tight picture frame, and took away a set of painting tools before turning around and leaving: "I almost forgot, you also studied art."

Du Jingmo, the heroine, is still busy with her studies and art every day, and she still has to go through the plot when she finds time.Zhao Qingdai is a female supporting role, and this is actually the first time she has presented something related to painting.

What is depravity?This is called.

Zhao Qingdai went back to Du Jingmo's home with her things, locked herself in the room, laid out a new piece of drawing paper, and drew a funny face on it with a brush.

System: "...So I'm so short?"

Zhao Qingdai finally showed a sincere smile: "You are quite self-aware."

system:"……"

Damn, the boomerang hit me, it hurts so much.

Zhao Qingdai originally planned to draw a portrait of Du Jingmo, but after seeing that woman, she was so restless that she didn't even dare to write for a while.

Facing Du Jingmo, she had always had low self-esteem, but the sudden appearance of her biological mother tore her low self-esteem into the sun and put it on the bright side.

She had carefully read the part about her in the original text many times, especially her background and character design.

It turned out that the experience that was like a nightmare to her was only a few dozen words in words.

Zhao Qingdai took a deep breath, closed her eyes and fell to the ground.The air conditioner blows the floor tiles very cool, and the temperature is transmitted through the skin to the brain, allowing her to stay awake.

She has a very bad native family, and all her pains came from her father when she was a child.

His father was alcoholic, gambled, and domestically violent. He had all kinds of poisons. He could do everything, but he refused to be a human being.

At that time, she had not met Du Jingmo, and the only person she could rely on was her mother.

When I was 13, my mother passed away.

Zhao Qingdai looked at the ceiling, and suddenly said: "Actually, I never blamed her for leaving. Who wouldn't want to leave such a family? I have been saving money since I was sensible, isn't it also to escape?"

"But why...won't she take me away?"

Not only did she refuse, Zhao Qingdai bumped into her on the day her biological mother ran away.

She cried and grabbed her mother's hand, saying you take me with you.

At that time, she couldn't even get enough food and clothing. At the age of 13, she was less than [-] catties, but she held her mother's hand very hard, because it was her last piece of driftwood, her last straw.

"How strong was my strength at that time? My mother couldn't get rid of me no matter what, and she was afraid that my father would come back early and she wouldn't be able to leave."

"So she slapped me twice and knocked me to the ground before finally running out."

Zhao Qingdai raised her hand and touched her cheek: "That was the hardest slap I have ever received."

It is even a thousand times more painful than every fist dropped by the domestic violence father.

Zhao Qingdai's tone was calm, as if she was talking about other people's business, but the system wanted to slap herself.

It is a system that feels regret twice in a row in a short period of time.

"You don't need to blame yourself or feel guilty. It happened a long time ago. It's all over. I just suddenly wanted to talk to someone, although you're not really a person when you seriously talk about it." Zhao Qingdai turned over and sat up, "Actually, thinking about it now, Although I still feel sad, I don't really hate her, and sometimes I even feel lucky."

Because it was on that day that she met Du Jingmo.

She was dizzy from the beating, but she didn't give up. She struggled and chased her out until she reached the alley, watching the car carrying her mother go away.

At that moment, she experienced despair, and she fell to the ground in the dark before her eyes, and also fell in front of Du Jingmo who was coming home from school.

Zhao Qingdai told herself not to think about it, she picked up the brush again, and tore open the package outside the frame.

A half-finished portrait was revealed.

Even if it is a semi-finished product, the charm of Du Jingmo has already appeared on the paper, and the intention of the painter can be seen in every stroke.

This was drawn by Zhao Qingdai when she was just in college. When she first started writing, her purpose was very simple, just to draw a picture for her sister.But as she was painting, she realized something was wrong.

Love is such a thing, no matter how much you hide it, it will always be revealed.

Some people show it in their eyes, but she shows it in the pen.