True and false daughter in love

In the darkness, Yao Yanyan didn't know how to answer.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say that there was nothing to say, but after thinking about it, she felt that there was no need to explain it to Yaowu.

At her age, people's ideas are always more realistic.

She didn't know Cheng Xuan's heart, nor her own, let alone her future.

She is afraid of the dark, and even more afraid that if she is not paying attention, she will step on the ground and fall into the darkness alone.

Therefore, Yao Yanyan chose to close her eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Go to sleep."

The next day, Yaoyan woke up very early.

The sky was still dimly blue, as if splashed with thick ink, the mist was still sleeping on the side, and the pain in the cigarette was splitting. Thinking of last night, I left the bedroom with a complicated mood and a coffee cup.

The woman sitting on the stool is still asleep.

The air conditioner was running, and the temperature was neither too high nor too low, suitable for sleeping. Most of the air conditioner fell to the ground, exposing the snow-white skin on the back of her evening dress.

Yao Yanyan was afraid that she would be cold, sighed, put the coffee cup back, gently picked up the dropped air conditioner and put it back on her body.

Maybe she touched her, the woman's eyelashes trembled, and for a moment, she opened her eyes like a butterfly's wings, revealing her thick black pupils.

She saw her clearly, as if seeing a beautiful dream, showing the most relaxed smile Yao Yanyan had ever seen so far.

"elder sister."

She called her, and after a while her thoughts returned, Cheng Xuan looked around funny, knowing that he was not dreaming.

What followed was the memory of last night's drunkenness.

She has never lost control when she was drunk, because subconsciously she will hold a thin rope and never let her reason fly out.

But last night, she was so bold that she couldn't pull her back with her rationality.

Cheng Xuan stared at her blankly, blushed, buried his face under the table for a while, and said, "I'm sorry, sister."

Yao Yanyan was still struggling with how to face her today, seeing her like this, she couldn't help laughing.

"I forgive you." She said, pulling up the chair and sitting opposite Cheng Xuan.

Time became extremely quiet at this moment, turning into flowing water, gurgling by.

The sky behind the white gauze curtains was dimly blue, and the summer rain that had been lingering for several days finally stopped today.

It seemed that there were only her and Yao Yanyan left in the world, and the square table they were sitting on.

She thought of Yaoyanyan's female friend Jiang Leyu who loves to talk, and she didn't want the topic to end like this.

"Knowing how to cook...it's very good." Cheng Xuan said something of unknown meaning.

Yao Yanyan looked up at her, and subconsciously wanted to touch the coffee cup, but it was empty.

Cheng Xuan noticed her small movements, but Yao Yanyan didn't realize that she was being carefully observed by the woman in front of her, and she was still replying to her just now.

"Then you will be even better, then you will be able to cook at a young age."

Her tone was very light, and her fingers unconsciously tapped on the table.

Cheng Xuan stood up suddenly, the silver glitter inlaid on the black evening dress, pouring down like the Milky Way in the dark night, dazzled the smoky eyes.

Cheng Xuan asked her: "Sister, do you want coffee or milk?"

"Uh... coffee..." Yao Yanyan's mind was blank, and she subconsciously replied inwardly.

Cheng Xuan laughed, his eyes were crooked, like a little girl who ate candy, and she didn't know why she was so happy.

She said: "Me too, I also want to drink coffee, shall I grind it for my sister?"

Hand ground coffee.

Yao Yanyan knew that she didn't have this machine at home, so she saw Cheng Xuan move his chair and walk towards the door.

She was going to her own room next door to help Yao Yanyan master the coffee grinding machine.

Yao Yanyan hadn't been treated like this for a long time, so she hurriedly got up: "No need, I'll just drink the instant one."

Cheng Xuan stopped in his tracks: "Sister, do you hate hand-ground coffee?"

Yao Yanyan shook her head truthfully: "It's too troublesome, be obedient, just brew it."

"If you like to drink, then I will grind it for you." Cheng Xuan said.

"After all, it's my time wasted, not yours."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xuan smiled at her.

For a while, Xu Shi saw that her expression was a little dull, and Cheng Xuan pursed his lips slightly, but couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke her hair.

"I'll be right back, sister." She said, holding up her skirt and going out the door.

Yao Yanyan looked at her, feeling ridiculous.

The back of her holding the skirt looks like a real princess.

But now the princess actually said that she would give her a counterfeit ground coffee, and she would bring it for her to taste.

Yao Yanyan was uncomfortable, but still followed.

When Cheng Xuan heard her coming, his slender hand was already on the doorknob, and he stopped his movements abruptly.

Yao Yanyan waited for a long time, but did not see her move: "Cheng Xuan?"

"Sister," Cheng Xuan turned around, looked at her with a pair of dark eyes, and lowered his eyelashes again.

"You go back, I can do it myself." She said.

Yao Yanyan thought that Cheng Xuan was afraid that she would see the mess in the room, so she bent her eyes and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay if your room is messy, I'll help you, or you're too tired..."

"No," she said bluntly, her mind went blank for a moment.

"I don't like people coming into my house," she said, defiance evident on her face.

Yao Yanyan blinked her eyes, her face was calm, and she took a step back obediently.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." She heard herself say.

Cheng Xuan entered the room wearing a pitch-black evening dress, and was careful when opening the door, not letting her see what was going on inside the room.

The door was closed, and Yao Yanyan stood in the corridor, feeling that she couldn't grasp something in her palm.

Cheng Xuan spoke cautiously, "I don't like people coming into my house," and she also used someone instead of others.

But Yao Yanyan knows that this probably has the same meaning.

But why can her little assistant girl go in, but she can't?

Yao Yanyan controlled herself not to think about it, the assistant girl could enter because she was a personal assistant, she couldn't... and why?

She couldn't think of a reason, because she actually didn't know the current Cheng Xuan.

I don't know the exact relationship between her and Song Bairuo, and I don't know why she chose to move away from Yao's house and live in such a small apartment.

Yao Yanyan was rejected by this door, turned around and went back to her room, controlling herself not to care, not to cross the line that should not be crossed.

Abandon everything and prepare breakfast for Cheng Xuan and Yao Wu as usual.

-

Yao Yanyan still drank the coffee.

Throughout the morning, Zhou Biluo did not see the person she had been thinking about all night coming out of the private office.

On the other hand, Jiang Leyu went back and forth, and every time he went in, he either took some sugar or a cup of milk tea.

Zhou Biluo's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

It's really shameless to come in through the back door. It's so obvious that you go through the back door. It's a private office and the boss takes the initiative to send warmth.

Zhou Biluo couldn't stop thinking in his heart, his teeth itched with jealousy, and he completely forgot that he also came in through the back door.

It wasn't until noon that Zhou Biluo finally caught Yao Yanyan who came out to take out the food.

She wore a lotus root pink cheongsam today.

A medium-sized jade pendant hung on her chest, reflecting the jade bracelet on her wrist, her skin looked white and translucent, reminiscent of a handful of white snow on a red plum in winter.

Seeing her coming out, the takeaway brother shouted louder than usual, Yao Yanyan said thank you to him, but the little brother blushed and said a few words "thank you".

Zhou Birao pouted.

Looking at this alone, she is indeed a green tea whore, like a fake daughter who is always in the magpie's nest in people's fixed impression.

Seeing her Tingting approaching, Zhou Biluo called her to stop: "Hey."

Yao Yanyan paused, raised her eyelids, and said nothing.

Zhou Biluo met her amber eyes, was stunned for two seconds, and then quickly looked away.

Ever since she started chasing Xiao Cheng, she is not very straight now, and she is also very distressed, damn it.

But thinking about the possible background of the woman in front of her, she still wanted to question her.

"Are you a native of Jingshi?" She asked, "Why do you always feel so different?"

What she asked was 50.00% sincere.

Yao Yanyan really doesn't look like a person from Jingshi.

She gave people the impression that she grew up in Jiangshui Lane, and she spoke softly.

Yao Yanyan pretended to be her playing tricks again, trying to ridicule her by calling her an outsider.

After all, many people in Laojing City can't get used to people from other places.

She felt bored, and she didn't understand where this sarcasm came from before, and she also hated this kind of sudden questioning like a cross-examination of household registration, so she didn't give Zhou Biluo any face, so she softly replied, "It has nothing to do with you, does it?"

He took the food back to his office.

Zhou Biluo sat in the office chair and was stunned for two seconds before realizing how insulted she had just been through the uncontrollable laughter of her colleagues.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhou Biluo slapped the table, furious.

The round-faced girl who often flattered her hurriedly posted: "Why are you angry with her, Biluo?"

She was afraid that her position would be replaced by Yao Yanyan. After all, Zhou Biluo really led her to many high-end occasions. Her last rich boyfriend met at the banquet that Zhou Biluo took her to.

The round-faced girl said: "She doesn't know good and bad, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

Zhou Biluo felt ashamed and ignored her.

The round-faced girl was eager to play her role, "Actually, I heard something about Yao Yanyan last time."

Zhou Biluo turned her face away and gestured for her to speak.

The round-faced girl said: "I heard that she has been studying in Finland. I don't know exactly where her hometown is, but she has a very hard life in Finland. She can't be a rich family."

At the end of the sentence, he added, "Biluo, don't play with her, I always think she doesn't look like a good person, she looks like a monster."

Zhou Biluo understood, she didn't say anything, and rolled her eyes.

-

After get off work in the afternoon, Yao Yanyan received a message from Zhang Anna.

Ask her to come back and have the family get together for a meal.

At that time, Jiang Leyu was still muttering for a while that he wanted to take Yaowu and Yaoyanyan to a barbecue, but when he heard the news, he immediately fainted.

She also knew that she couldn't expect Yao Yanyan to push Zhang Anna, after all, anyone who faced Zhang Anna would be cowardly.

"Forget it, let's rub it again tomorrow."

"Okay, we've made an appointment." Yao Yanyan got into the car, reported the address to the taxi driver, and the car quickly drove to Yao's house.

作者有话要说：至于为什么不让进，有反转哈。感谢在2021-06-0919:39:07~2021-06-1021:01:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~