Shangguan, don't run!

Son snorted softly.

"It hurts?"

Wen Qing carefully put the girl's bare calf on her knee, took off the sports socks, her ankle was bruised, presumably she twisted it accidentally because she exerted too much force in the corridor.

"You still ask! It's all your fault!" The more the girl said, the more sad she felt, with tears in her eyes.

Well well, blame me.

Wen Qing reluctantly accepts her fate.

She fetched vital oil, and put Zi'er's ankle on her own leg.

"It will hurt a little, I can't help but yell." After Wen Qing finished speaking, she spread out the active oil in her palm and vigorously rubbed it on the girl's wound.

Where has Zi'er experienced this kind of pain?Immediately shouted in special cooperation.

"Well, it hurts...it hurts...ah...take it easy...I can't stand it..."

I am O!

A layer of sweat broke out on Wen Qing's forehead, I don't know if it was exerted hard or stimulated by Zi'er's voice.

your sister!Can you call it another way?Those who don't know think that my sister is a beast, doing this and that to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl...

"Shut up!" Wen Qing couldn't take it anymore.

After all, Zi'er is a little girl, and she doesn't know how her own voice reminds people.

The one named Wen made me cry out in pain, and told me to shut up!You let the horse run fast again, but you don't feed the horse, so it's all your fault!Injured me, robbed my little Lailai, and despised me!

hate you!

She angrily grabbed the back of Wen Qing's hand, not caring that it was still stained with active oil, and just took a bite.

This time it was Wen Qing who screamed——

"Your sister! Li Ziwei! Are you a dog?"

Zi'er licked her lips in satisfaction, well, it's good, it smells sweet and fishy, ​​it's good to see blood.

She bared her little tiger teeth, "No! I belong to the tiger!"

Wen Qing looked at the miserable red mark on the back of her hand, then tremblingly glanced at the culprit, Little Huya:

"Sure enough, Tiger..."

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Wen Qing bared her teeth and stared at the tooth marks on the back of her bitten red hand, traces of blood seeped out from the gaps between the teeth marks...

"Your sister! Bleeding!"

Wen Qing exploded, and left Li Ziwei's bare|exposed white calf on the floor.

"Oh—" Li Ziwei screamed, the bruise on her ankle was stabbed on the floor, it's no wonder it didn't hurt.

"Wenqing, are you a sadist?" Li Ziwei stood on tiptoe and glared at Wenqing, "Are you human? Do you understand being gentle with girls! Why did Sister Cheng follow you! A flower... Well……"

Before she could spray anything else, Wen Qing had already covered her mouth tightly.

Li Ziwei's nostrils were filled with the disgusting smell of live oil, if it wasn't for Wen Qing's meat.After the double abuse of body and mind, Xiao Lailai was taken away so that she had no strength. Li Ziwei really wished to have such a bite on Wen Qing's palm.

She stared hard at Wenqing——

Get your dirty hands off!It's disgusting!

Wen Qing also stared back at her.

Li Ziwei is not convinced, except for Wen Qing who is so valiant, no one dares to treat her like this——

your sister!

You are my sister!

I don't know you well!Don't get close to me!

You are still talking nonsense!Look who's coming!

Wen Qing's eyeballs rolled around, winking at her.

amount……

Li Ziwei was discouraged this time——

At some point, Shangguan Cheng stood at the door of the bedroom again, watching in astonishment two unreliable guys perform...a funny show?

How embarrassing!In front of Sister Cheng, she is not a lady at all, will she think that Sister Qingqing and I are the same thing?

Li Ziwei regretted it in her heart.

However, Sister Cheng seems to like Sister Qingqing?

The young Li Ziwei was troubled.

Could it be that sister Cheng likes such unreasonable things?

"You guys, uh, do you want something to drink?" Shangguan Orange asked.

In fact, she just couldn't listen to it in the study, and the two of them were making a fuss in the bedroom.Especially Zi'er's series of reverie-inducing howls, it's too...too what.Shangguan Cheng's hairs stood on end when he heard it.

The two seem to be having an argument?

Is it a dispute?

Shangguan Cheng didn't understand the relationship between these two people. Seeing Wen Qing carrying Zi'er's collar into the bedroom, the child seemed obedient and didn't struggle.

bedroom……

After all, it is a place that attracts people's daydreams.

Although, knowing that Wen Qing couldn't do anything, and the girl named Zi'er was clearly not interested in Wen Qing, Shangguan Cheng was still on pins and needles when he heard the series of voices.

Maybe it's because I am an "ancient man" who doesn't like this kind of unrestrainedness?

Or maybe...

Shangguan Orange's eyes were fixed on the screen of the notebook.

The woman in palace costume has black eyebrows and almond eyes, flamboyant and charming.

Taiping...

I used to not understand what that voice meant until that day...

Shangguan Cheng couldn't sit still anymore, she decided to go to the bedroom to see what happened.

Then she went back to the door of the bedroom, and then she met six eyes with one big one and one small two.

Shangguan Cheng didn't expect that her appearance would cause such a big reaction. She was used to Wen Qing's gaze, but she didn't expect that child to look at her like that.

Is it an accident?Are you shy?still……

Shangguan Cheng was startled, she actually saw the love in the child's eyes.

This child named Zi'er has feelings for himself, or for the former Shangguan Orange?

Shangguan Cheng took a deep breath.In this way, she didn't dare to act rashly, she was afraid of showing her feet.

When Wen Qing and Wen Qing heard Shangguan Cheng's gentle question, they immediately let go of each other obediently, they didn't even look at each other anymore, they both looked straight at Shangguan Cheng.

"Don't drink, don't drink, Shangguan (Sister Orange), you should have a good rest!"

The two of them spoke in unison, as if saying "no appointment, no appointment".

After finishing speaking, the two of them were stunned, looking at each other at the same time, and at the same time turned their faces away in disgust.

Shangguan Cheng's brow was sweating coldly, one thing more is worse than one thing less, she really doesn't understand the current situation very well.

"Then, let's continue talking."

36 It was the best plan to go, and Shangguan Cheng wisely walked away.

Wen Qing watched Shangguan Cheng's beautiful back disappear into the corner of the living room, and reluctantly recollected it for two seconds before turning her head.

It just so happened that Li Ziwei was on the same mind as her, and smacked her lips, as if she was eloquent, and turned her head to look at her.

Wen Qing looked at Li Ziwei's girlish face and those big eyes that resembled her own, and decided that it's better for adults not to remember villains.She crossed her legs and sat down on the bed carelessly.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

Li Ziwei was taken aback for a moment, and then was stimulated by the elder tone in Wen Qing's tone. The girl's self-esteem was troubled, and she twisted her head, showing a non-cooperative gesture.

Hey, why don't you tell me you're playing with my sister to death?

Wen Qing pinched her chin, looked at the little girl playfully, and taunted meaningfully: "The dignified miss of the Li family, come here to be a paparazzi? Tsk tsk tsk, if this gets out, it would be so embarrassing..."

After all, Li Ziwei's experience is inexperienced, she couldn't stand her intimidation, her eyes widened immediately: "How dare you tell others!"

"Hee hee, why didn't I dare? Think about how angry your father will be with you. Is he sick?" Wen Qing deliberately picked up Xiao Lai Lai to fiddle with.

When Li Ziwei heard "Father is sick", the circles of her eyes immediately turned red.

"Give me back my little Lailai! That's my birthday present from my father!"

Wen Qing deliberately picked up Xiao Lailai's broken shoulder strap, shaking it in her hand, "Then tell me why you came to secretly take pictures of Shangguan."

"I didn't secretly take pictures of Sister Cheng." Li Ziwei's voice became more and more aggrieved.

"Why didn't you secretly take pictures of you sneaking around?" Wen Qing raised her eyebrows, "It's not like you don't know me, so you won't be generous when you come to my house?"

"Isn't it just to experience life..." Li Ziwei muttered softly.

"What? Speak louder!"

"Experience life!" Li Ziwei shouted impatiently.

Uh... It's really "experience life"!

Wen Qing knew that this child, like herself, was not good at lying, let alone lying to herself.

"You said you were a drama and literature student, and experienced Mao's life?" Wen Qing wondered.

"Writing scripts!" Li Ziwei talked about her "career", and she was instantly refreshed.

"When I write a script, I just stop and write at home, and carry a camera on my back to pretend to be a paparazzi?" Wen Qing mentions Xiao Lailai again. It looks like she is going to hang Xiao Lailai.

Li Ziwei's heart ached, she took the opportunity and hugged Xiao Lailai pitifully.

"I want to write a script about the entertainment industry. Of course, I have to be there to feel it...Little Lailai, it's my dear MISS prop."

Wen Qing's teeth ached when she heard this: "What's there to write about in the entertainment industry? It's a mess and a mess, aren't you in this industry yourself, and you still use writing scripts to join in the fun?"

"You don't understand!" Li Ziwei gave her a disgusted look, "I want to write about a different entertainment industry, an entertainment industry with love. I need a different perspective, I need to be unique, I need to be unique..."

As she said that, her eyes darkened: "Hey, I'm so old, I don't have any decent works yet. Look at my sister Chenchen, who can write such a gorgeous novel as "Qing Cheng Shang" at the age of 16..."

Wen Qing felt her teeth sore even more. A seventeen or eighteen year old girl sighed in front of her, "It's such an old age", and Wen Qing also felt sad.

But, boy, do you learn from a good man?Can we not learn from Lu Jingchen's mental illness?

Do you have to experience it yourself to write a work?

Could it be that Lu Jingchen wrote "The Fallen City" and went to cosplay Princess Gaoyang again?

Wen Qing felt sad again, and deeply felt that the world of literary and artistic youth was beyond her comprehension.

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"Bear boy, you should go home."

Wen Qing waved her hand impatiently.

Now that she knew that Li Ziwei had done nothing to damage Shangguan Cheng's reputation, and Xiao Lailai was innocent, she had no reason to have trouble with this child.Such a noisy child, quickly sent away, so that she can enjoy the world of two with Shangguan.

Wen Qing intuitively felt that Shangguan was not very happy.

"I'm not leaving!" Li Ziwei lay on the sofa, vowing to be a dead man.

"What the hell?" Wen Qing was stunned, prodigal child, do you still want to hang around here?

Li Ziwei raised her bare feet and waved them in front of Wen Qing's eyes, "If you break me, you have to take responsibility."

The calf with white and delicate skin passed in front of Wen Qing, dazzled her.

bad boy!

Wen Qing pushed Li Ziwei's feet away in disgust, and rubbed her hand on the bed sheet as if she couldn't bear it.

How dare you call me dirty!

Li Ziwei glared at her: "Don't dare to be responsible, my lawyer will contact you!"

"Pretend! Pretend! Let you pretend!" Wen Qing slapped Li Ziwei's ass, "Return to the lawyer? Then pretend to insert two green onions in your nostrils!"

"What are you doing with green onions?" Li Ziwei was stunned.

"Pretending!" Wen Qing curled her lips in disdain, subtext——

No culture, it's terrible!

Shangguan Orange quietly listened to the commotion in the bedroom, it was a commotion that did not belong to her.

She has lived for decades, and she has seen too much of the world's fickleness, and her mood rarely fluctuates strongly.As if a thousand sails have passed away, the only thing left in my heart is probably the original beauty, right?

The first good...

Shangguan Cheng couldn't help stretching out his palm, and with his fingertips, he carefully outlined the image of "Princess Taiping" on the laptop screen.

It was a very charming woman, with a bit of irresistible allure.

The real Taiping is actually not like this, at least not in Shangguan Orange's memory.

The real Taiping's face is not very delicate, and she even has a masculine heroism, otherwise, Shangguan Orange would not have mistaken her for a young boy when they first met.

Although, in Taiping at that time, men's clothes were worn.

It seems that she has always liked men's clothing.

Shangguan Cheng once thought, maybe Taiping should be a boy, right?What kind of handsome young man should he be?Such heroism, such free and easy, I don't know how many girls' hearts will be captured.

Because of the peace, men's clothes became popular for women in Tang Dynasty.

Perhaps, every age, especially women, like to catch up with the trendy things?

Shangguan Cheng thought, just look at those skinny and tall women on TV, walking around the stage wearing some different styles of clothes, you can know a thing or two.

Wen Qing said, that's called "walking the catwalk". Those women, and of course men, are called models.

Wen Qing, Wen Qing, Wen Qing...

Everything about her now seems to be related to the owner of this name, she has been surrounded, tightly wrapped and airtight.

Shangguan Orange shook his head vigorously, trying to shatter the word "Wen Qing" into pieces, and then let those crumbs dissipate in his mind.she's afraid of-

Afraid of being wrapped so tightly, so tightly that one day I really lose my memory and forget the past, peace.

Taiping...

moon……

Shangguan Orange's eyes gradually blurred.

"Wan'er! Wan'er!"

The sound of hurried footsteps, accompanied by an urgent call, shook Shangguan Cheng's eardrums.

Her wrist for rubbing ink froze, and she could already tell who it was.

"temple……"

Before she could turn around and say that honorable title, her waist tightened, and someone had already hugged her into her arms.

Shangguan Cheng was surprised, and his first reaction was "Fortunately, there is no one else in the hall at the moment".

She thinks she is still guilty?Afraid of being seen by the palace people, and even more afraid of being seen by the queen, she even felt ashamed of the queen, and even subconsciously felt guilty of "seducing the queen's beloved daughter".

In fact, she and Taiping are both daughters of the boudoir, and Taiping has always been coquettish and fond of acting like a baby. Regardless of their status, they are both girls, so what's the point of getting close to each other and even hugging each other?

However, Shangguan Cheng just couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

The most important thing is not that she is sensitive, she feels more and more that this little princess treats her differently from others.

Once, Shangguan Cheng deliberately teased her, and when he heard her footsteps, he leaned over the desk and pretended to be asleep.It was that time, when Shangguan Cheng thought about it, he couldn't help but tremble with fear.

She clearly felt Taiping approaching, she thought she would wake her up by tickling her, but unexpectedly, Taiping approached her, and she was speechless for a long time.

The familiar breath of mint covered Shangguan Cheng's body firmly, leaving no gaps.

Shangguan Cheng was about to lose her composure, she regretted that she must be crazy to come up with this silly trick of pretending to be asleep.

She heard her heart "bouncing" beating and tightening, and then, the breath came closer and closer.

The hairs all over Shangguan Cheng's body stood on end.

A soft object was carefully and tremblingly attached to her bare neck, so soft, so hot...

Shangguan Cheng's whole body tensed up, she knew what it was!A few years ago, when he was in Ye Ting, those little lips kissed him.To this day, she still clearly remembers how the touch felt.

Shangguan Cheng didn't dare to move, she was completely petrified, she didn't know how to react at this moment.

Those lips became hotter and hotter, rolling over her skin with unsatisfactory desires, occasionally pecking unwillingly...

Shangguan Cheng felt that every time those lips were pecked, a flame would be ignited, several flames, like a single spark starting a prairie fire, would set her ablaze.

Taiping was not reconciled to just this, she even hooked her fingers, picked up Shangguan Cheng's collar, and slowly brushed the skin that would not be exposed to the outside.

Shangguan Cheng couldn't take it anymore——

No one has ever treated her like this before, it was a completely strange feeling, it was very hot and itchy, she was afraid, but at the same time felt very...stimulating and very comfortable, so that her throat was so itchy, what voice wanted It seemed to burst out of nowhere.

She tried her best to suppress it. Although she hadn't experienced it before, she knew that at this moment, she couldn't make even the slightest sound no matter what.

Don't torture me, okay?

Shangguan Orange heard the wailing deep in his heart.

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