True and false daughter in love

Cheng Xuan was crying.

She has always been like this, she is a person who is so tolerant that she is used to being silent even when she cries.

It's been raining outside—all day long, dripping into Yao Yanyan's ears, the woman who hugged her into her arms is breathing hot, like a cat that has left its master, and keeps rubbing her forehead against her shoulder to show Buried deep thoughts for many years.

But her embracing posture was restless, as if to confirm her existence, she kept scratching Yayanyan's back with her long and slender fingers.

She doesn't wear much clothes in summer, her cold fingers are separated by a thin layer of clothing, but it seems that she has already touched the smoky skin, and her back can't help arousing a string of goosebumps.

Yao Yanyan was attracted by her, she was sweating, the back of her neck and tailbone were numb, she was almost unable to sit still, regardless of her emotions, she pushed her hard: "Cheng Xuan... let me go!"

"En." She responded, and in the chaos - raised her eyes, her slit eyes seemed to have lost a layer of water, and she no longer had the tenacity of the past.

"Sister, I miss you."

She just kept these two sentences left and right, and she couldn't say anything else, but her tone was cold and calm, without the ambiguity of drunkenness at all, and she seemed extraordinarily serious.

Yao Yanyan exhaled tremblingly, trying to pull her up.

"Cheng Xuan, get up with me, I'll make you hangover soup."

"Xingjiu soup..." Cheng Xuan repeated, his eyes lost sight of for a moment, Yao Yanyan pulled her, and she followed the trend and stood up.

"Can you go?" Yao Yanyan asked.

"I can't go." Cheng Xuan replied, and when he finished speaking, he actually smiled at her.

Yao Yanyan really convinced her, endured her hot body, and asked her, "What are you laughing at?" while reaching out to wrap her body.

I haven't heard her reply for a long time.

Half a moment later, a sigh above his head melted into the air.

Yao Yanyan raised her eyes in confusion, and met her gaze.

Between the intertwined eyes, Yao Yanyan saw clearly the corners of her curved eyes, looking at her, there was nostalgia and affection that could not be hidden.

"I laugh," she said, in a voice so soft that it reminded one of babbling snow and ice, "laughing at myself."

"Laughing at myself, it's only at this moment that I finally feel that you have come back to me."

The blunt words made Yao Yanyan's mind suddenly empty.

The other party's eyes were flat and straight, and the dim yellow light melted into the dark eyes. After saying this, he seemed shy and embarrassed, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Pretending to be drunk.

Yao Yanyan knows.

She was angry for no reason, and really wanted to throw this man out.

But reason pulled her repeatedly after all, Yao Yanyan closed her eyes, sighed and helped Cheng Xuan walk to the door, and opened the lock with the key.

The inside of the house was pitch black, Yao Yanyan patted the light at the entrance, turned around and closed the door, no matter how lightly the movement was made, it still awakened the sleeping mist in the room.

The little girl came out rubbing her eyes, and was about to call her sister when she saw the two leaning on each other at the entrance and got stuck.

"What... what's the matter?" She frowned and took two steps forward, Nuomi also ran out of the room, seeing the drunk Cheng Xuan meow twice.

"Drink too much," Yaoyan said, she was not physically strong, and she was a little tired after walking two steps with her support, "Xiao Wu, help my sister to drag the dining chair out."

"Oh... oh oh!" Yao Wu nodded, and hurriedly dragged the dining chair out of the dining table.

Yao Yanyan helped the half-drunk Cheng Xuan to sit on the chair, only to notice the clothes she was wearing.

It's a black evening dress.

The cut is generous, with a thin silver diamond-encrusted chain hanging from the cuffs, and a v-shaped cutout on the back, exposing the snow-white skin on the back, which is covered by long winding hair, but it is even more seductive.

Seemingly aware of her gaze, Cheng Xuan raised his eyes and looked over with his dark eyes.

Yaoyan paused for a moment, seemingly unintentionally, and looked away.

"You look great in this dress," she boasted.

The latter's ears were slightly hot, and he buried his face in the crook of his arms, and said "um".

In the past, she was not used to being praised directly by Yao Yanyan, but now she still feels ashamed and blushes when facing it.

Yao Yanyan didn't know what she was thinking, so she took the ingredients for hangover soup from the refrigerator and went to the kitchen.

Standing in front of the cooking table, she tied up her hair neatly and knocked eggs into a bowl.

The light in the kitchen was bright, shining on Yao Yanyan.

She was wearing a bear apron, and she wore simple white short sleeves and light yellow shorts, showing her shapely white legs, just like an ordinary girl in the world.

It is probably because the status of the two has reversed now.

At this moment, Cheng Xuan looked at her and suddenly felt that Yao Yanyan was no longer as difficult to touch as she remembered.

She is no longer an illusory god, she descended to earth and became a person of flesh and blood, the elder sister she said, and the girl she loved secretly in her heart.

Cheng Xuan sat in a dark corner, and the warm light scattered from the kitchen brightened her eyes.

She drooped her slender eyelashes to cover her dark eyes, heard the sound of eggs being stirred in the kitchen, and raised her head slowly.

Yao Yanyan was stirring the eggs skillfully, Cheng Xuan watched and frowned slightly.

"Sister." She called her.

"Huh?" Yao Yanyan didn't turn her head, and her hands didn't stop.

"How do you know how to cook?"

"Haha," Yao Yanyan pretended to be teasing herself, "Why can't I do it? Bai has lived abroad for so long."

The words fell, and the person who asked the question did not hear a response for a long time.

Yao Yanyan thought she had fallen asleep, turned her head, and saw her sitting on a chair, frowning slightly looking at her.

Yao Yanyan thought she was not feeling well, and felt a little flustered, so she stopped stirring the eggs: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Cheng Xuan frowned and responded, but kept looking at her.

"...Really?" Yao Yanyan was worried, looking at her twice, hesitantly picked up the bowl for stirring eggs.

After a while, the other party suddenly came out with a word.

"You know how to cook, I'm not happy."

Yao Yanyan was startled slightly, chopsticks - stopped, and looked over.

Cheng Xuan's posture didn't change, maybe she was drunk, and she couldn't speak out of her head, the gloom was evident in her phoenix eyes.

Yao Yanyan was funny, and also felt that she was baffled when she was drunk, "Why are you unhappy?"

She turned her head and slowly stirred the eggs. The rain outside the window was getting louder. She didn't even realize that the bowl of eggs had already been stirred, and she was still working mechanically with her hand holding the chopsticks.

"Let's not say that I live alone now. This is what I should learn. Besides, I am an older sister. I have learned how to cook, so I can take better care of you."

She took it for granted, but Cheng Xuan felt sad for no reason.

Maybe he was drunk, and his temper was too high, Cheng Xuan could hardly be more childish.

"I'm just not happy."

"No one... No one has stipulated that the elder sister should take care of the younger sister."

She spoke intermittently, "If you're not a big sister, you can't be a child, and you can't be pampered."

Yao Yanyan didn't understand where she was throwing a temper tantrum, she knew she was drunk, but she still didn't want to listen to her for nothing.

"But I can't just be a child. If no one spoils me, I have to learn to be independent."

"I'm pampering you," she replied, with a bit of anger in her words, "I just want to support you and be the eldest lady of my life, why do you want to learn to cook!"

After the words fell, Yao Yanyan didn't move for a long time.

The eggs had already been stirred, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. After a while, she bit the bullet and looked at Cheng Xuan.

The ends of her eyes seemed to have been tainted by the smell of alcohol, and they were flushed. Looking over from the darkness, she was full of grievances.

Yayan's throat was sour, and his hands could hardly hold the chopsticks steadily.

She is a human being, but it is impossible for any individual to not be moved when they hear such words.

But Yao Yanyan still looked away.

Her actions also took back her heart that had almost crossed the line just now.

"You're drunk, Cheng Xuan, take a rest when you're tired."

Yao Yanyan said, put down the bowl containing the egg liquid and start preparing other ingredients.

——The bowl of hangover soup was made very quickly, and it was served to the table steaming hot.

Cheng Xuan didn't speak, and after drinking silently, he fell asleep on the table with red eyes.

Yao Yanyan stared at her in silence for a while, turned on the air conditioner in the living room, put an air conditioner quilt over her, opened the door and went back to her room.

Yaowu is not asleep yet.

The door was opened suddenly, and she jumped in fright, her nose and eyes were red, she had obviously just cried, and there was still a roll of toilet paper by her hand.

Yao Yanyan frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing!" Yao Wu sniffed, "I watched a movie just now, it was so touching."

"Really, go to sleep." Yao Yanyan didn't think much, turned off the light and went to bed.

After tossing for half the night, she was also tired.

— In the darkness, Yao Yanyan was lying sideways, not feeling sleepy.

So is the mist.

She is no better than Yao Yanyan who has been living abroad.

Yaowu has always stayed at home, so she can see everything about Cheng Xuan clearly.

She knew how hard Cheng Xuan had been in the past few years, and also knew Cheng Xuan's feelings for Yao Yanyan.

That's why she's so sad.

Cheng Xuan wanted Yaoyanyan to be a child for a lifetime, but in Yaowu's impression, Cheng Xuan herself had never been a child for a lifetime, obviously everyone is a girl who needs to be loved.

The world is too bad for her. Whenever she sees her biological sister, she is always busy.

She was busy studying when she first came, and then she was busy with work. Only when she looked at the paintings hanging in the house before, she would relax obviously.

——But in the third year of high school, Zhang Anna burned all the paintings in her room, and while burning them, she scolded her for being a pervert.

Yaowu clenched her fists tightly, leaned closer, and called out, "Sister?"

Yao Yanyan didn't sleep, hugged the pillow and curled up into a ball: "Huh?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

Yao Yanyan closed her eyes and breathed evenly, "Just ask."

"Sister, you... that... what do you think of Cheng Xuan?"

"What can I think?" In the darkness, Yao Yanyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't even notice that her tone was a bit too blunt.

"That's... that's... that," Yau Wu noticed her strange emotion, she didn't know what to say for a while, and uttered words in a mess, "Don't you have any thoughts about her? She...she She looks so pretty, and the society is very open now, so it doesn't matter if girls are girls...Ahaha, what am I talking about..."

Yao Wu blushed, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself in it, it would be too embarrassing.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-0821:57:28~2021-06-0919:39:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~