Wear it until the scum A tortures the heroine

Song Jiao was confused when she heard Yu Lan's story about how she fell in love with Qin Lingyue.

Why do you suddenly realize that you like someone?Will he suddenly realize that it is her that must be her lover who is closer than a friend?

She has seriously analyzed this with the mentality of textual research.

Combined with the situation described in Yu Lan's discourse, her friends who are afraid of social affairs offered to celebrate the New Year together when Qin Lingyue was "lonely", which broke Yu Lan's principles and made the other party realize that Qin Lingyue was something she could do for herself. people who make changes.

So, being tempted is to realize that you can pay for her and violate the principle for her?

But she felt that it might be wrong. After all, she herself had made many changes because of Xu Jinzhao, so why didn't she have an epiphany, never experienced the kind of sudden enlightenment like a mirror?

Song Jiao once wondered if she was doomed not to understand love.

After all, I have stared at the person who is the most important and closest to the relationship with my lover countless times, but I have never had a clear awakening.

When she heard the voice in her head stating her love, Song Jiao had to admit that Yu Lan's descriptions were too accurate.

All her doubts about the content of Yu Lan's words in the past, all the distrust, like a glass of water poured on the scorching sun, instantly turned into steam, and there was no trace of her existence remaining.

Alpha is so close to her, with her naked arms resting on her shoulders, her white jade-like beautiful cheeks, eyes full of endless seductive expressions in fantasy, and red lips that are only an inch away from her are all in front of her. Flickering like snow and flames in front of my eyes.

Too close, too close.

It was so close that it seemed that every little bit of bravery in Song Jiao's heart could take the treasure for himself and make the dream come true.

But damn it, as Yu Lan said, Song Jiao, who never lacked in courage, became one of countless timid deserters at this moment.

There were many voices in her head, speaking words that she could not understand but understood the meaning, telling her that the distance between herself and the stars in the sky was an illusion, even if she stretched out her hand, she could not touch it.

——She is so good, so beautiful, so loved by so many people, how can you deserve to own it alone, how can you deserve to be the lucky one among thousands of people?

——She treats you special?She just sympathizes with you that no one loves you, so she generously gives you her preference, so that you don't have to be a poor person.

——She has never shown that she likes you too!

——If you really attack rashly without any prior preparation, you will come back disastrously, bruised and bruised, and you will not even be able to keep what you have.

In just a few seconds, Song Jiao had already had countless thoughts of condemnation, belittled herself to nothing, and then suppressed the longing to lean forward to kiss those red lips and extinguish her burning desire.

She can't do this, it's too abrupt, too impulsive, and the risk is too high, she will destroy everything she temporarily has, and she can't afford to gamble on the slight possibility of success.

Reason suppressed the overwhelming emotion and let it retreat back to the heart lake again.

For a moment, Song Jiao was fighting fiercely in her heart, sweetness, sorrow, happiness, and grievance. All emotions were piled up and clamored, trying to occupy them all, and finally she forced them all into a small corner.

Be safe!Don't mess with me!

Omega is still staring closely at the beauty in front of her who carries all her longings. No one can see that her heart has turned into a small bedroom that has been scratched by a crazy tiger.

Xu Jinzhao also only felt that Song Jiao's eyes were unusually bright, and he didn't see any clues. He was still teasing lightly, "What would you like to drink?"

If someone asked Song Jiao now, what would it be like to fall in love with someone.

Song Jiao would say that, at least in her ears, any word from the other party can arouse her romantic fantasies, and every look she sees seems to contain ambiguous temptation.

However, she was extremely clear-headed, with cold water and raging fire together, and she told herself contemptuously that she was not intended to drink the honey from her red lips, and the so-called soft and affectionate glance was just a casual glance from Alpha.

This kind of beautiful imagination and calm and rational struggle almost tore her in two, Song Jiao said: "...Let me think about it."

Her dictionary was empty, and her quick response got stuck for the first time, and she didn't know how to take it perfectly without showing timidity.

Help, she seems to have become a fool!

The plot of "Sun Lake" also played mockingly in Song Jiao's mind.

The helplessness and entanglement that belonged to Anita, which she couldn't fully understand when watching the movie, were staged exactly the next day she decided that they would not appear on her body.

Song Jiao could only shout SOS desperately in her heart, she suddenly didn't know how to get along with Xu Jinzhao, she couldn't even answer a tease from the woman she liked.

Help, give her some off-site assistance!

But every day should not be called, the earth is not working, and Yu Lan, the senior in love, can't communicate with her brain waves. She can only sit stupidly, like a stiff puppet.

The cunning kitten in Xu Jinzhao's eyes was thinking of some bad idea, such as offering a drink that she didn't have at home to embarrass her, the new waitress.

Alpha spoke immediately: "The club only provides water and tea, as well as milk and fruit juice for a fee, and refuses to supply anything else!"

Song Jiao, who had already forgotten what to say about various drinks, was finally reminded, and she said dryly, "Bring me a cup of tea."

She really needs a cup of tea to clear the high fever in her brain that caused her dangerous crash.

The waitress Xu Jinzhao was very satisfied with the customers around her, so she smiled at her and got up to make tea for the customers.

The dress was a bit embarrassing when she first put it on, but her adaptability was obviously better than expected, and she was able to naturally assume the role and interact with the requesting Omega.

The glamorous bunny girl who was so close to Song Jiao at a loss finally moved away. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the other party wagging her pompom tail and walking on tiptoe to the tea table.

It is in sharp contrast behind the round buttocks wrapped tightly in pure black material, and it sways unconsciously and innocently with the steps, and the beautiful long legs that are ambiguously rendered in translucent black by the mesh stockings are also fascinating. .

Song Jiao asked, "Why don't you wear high heels?"

Her bunny girl didn't wear shoes, and walked around with her heels raised, her small half-foot charmingly stepped on every piece of lucky floor under her feet.

Xu Jinzhao opened the tea box, and while the teapot was heating up, he glanced sideways at the picky customer: "Do you want the neighbor downstairs to knock on the door?"

Song Jiao stopped talking, and her gaze stayed on the snow-white rabbit ears on Alpha's forehead...

This is really a wonderful innocent temptation.

The waitress really made the tea, and Song Jiao was so fascinated that she reached out to take the hot tea cup.

Xu Jinzhao covered the teacup with his finger: "The tea is too hot, you can't drink it now, your mouth will be scalded."

Omega really, really wants to kiss the waitress's red lips that always spit out words of rejection, or to be sent a regular kiss by the beauty. It must be hotter than tea, and it can ignite her whole body.

The waitress with rabbit ears put down the teacup and sat next to her again. Song Jiao felt the sofa shake slightly due to the other party's movements, and wondered whether the cute round tail was being wronged and squeezed in the center.

Before she could think more about the pom-pom tail, her sexy|sexy girl raised her left leg and put it on her knees, posing in a leisurely overlapping way, her beautiful long legs half-transparently hidden in the fine mesh black stockings He also swayed to make himself more comfortable.

The waitress, whose every movement seduces the guests, asks: "Why are you here to entertain yourself in the club?"

Song Jiao forced herself to turn her eyes from her beautiful long legs back to Alpha's face.

The other party naturally raised the end of his eyes with a charming look, and under the eye makeup, he added an indescribable ambiguous movement, which made people feel anxious, and wished he could pour out his love to her immediately.

She didn't know whether these were the effects of superimposing her own filters, or whether Xu Jinzhao was really playing the role of a glamorous rabbit-eared receptionist who deliberately seduced her. Song Jiao felt that she had lost her basic ability to judge.

Song Jiao even thought, if it wasn't for Xu Jinzhao's playful attitude, she wouldn't dare to look him in the eye.

She seemed to have turned into a cowardly and timid woman with beautiful eyes and could no longer see others. Her thoughts were dominated by hormones, and she thought in a dirty direction everywhere.

Omega said uncontrollably, "Of course I'm here to see you. Is there anything else I can ask for?"

The waitress raised her eyebrows, and Song Jiao felt for a moment whether the other party was responding to her implicit lyricism, or mocking her overreaching, or just expressing surprise, or some other meaning.

Song Jiao saw the pretty face in front of her leaning closer, and an Alpha who was innocent and tempting with rabbit ears asked her, "But what can you give me?"

She opened her mouth, wanting to say everything, but felt that this was too pale and powerless, everything she had was worthless, and probably couldn't be exchanged for real favor.

Just when Song Jiao fell into dejected thinking, she heard a heavenly question: "Will you give me all of yourself?"

Song Jiao immediately raised her eyelashes and saw the smiling face of the glamorous girl.

If this was a trap, she would choose to jump in immediately, and she would be extremely willing to fall into the hunter's palm: "I will, of course I will."

The impatient words made Xu Jinzhao laugh, and she said with a smile: "Oh, your character is too easy to be fooled, let people bite the hook by themselves."

Song Jiao was forced to escape from the imaginary scene, where there was no bar, no crazy customers, no hunter dressed as a pure white rabbit.

She lowered her eyes in a panic, she really didn't dare to look at Xu Jinzhao's face, and she didn't know where to put her hands, they were stiff on her knees, like a student who was at a loss in front of the teacher.

The dream was over, and even the attire that made her subconsciously hide her eyes and be attracted by the people around her didn't last long.

Song Jiao was restless that night.

It's not the obvious physical manifestation of the heart beating all the time, but various thoughts are constantly refreshing and floating in her mind, one overthrowing the other, endlessly consuming her heart and soul.

Song Jiao really wanted to ask Yu Lan, how long did it take her to settle down, to stop being sweet and sometimes sour, impetuous and chaotic, how long did it take her to come to a concrete idea?

But she couldn't do that.

She was reluctant to let go of the image of a winner she had erected in front of others, and she was always reluctant to expose it easily and let her friends know that she was actually a fool who guarded the treasure and didn't know how to get her hands on it.

For the first time, Song Jiao hated her harsh evaluation standards for people in her social circle, as well as her unbearable vanity and showing off in the past.

Otherwise, she would at least have more options to consult, or she would be less exposed to the real entanglements.

When it was late at night, Xu Jinzhao asked her if she wanted to go to rest, and Song Jiao became even more panicked.

Now she can't even stare at Alpha as usual, let alone sleep in the same room with him. She feels that she will probably lose sleep all night amid hesitation and entanglement, or make some out-of-control actions that surprise Xiao Jin .

But in the end Song Jiao followed her back to the room without saying a word, sat in front of the dresser and abused her hair, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom.

She has never had so many imaginations, imagining what it will be like a wall away.

The uneasy and charming imagination lingers in her mind, surrounding the steaming water mist and the beautiful skin of the person she likes better than Xue and Hua.

Song Jiao brushed her long hair up and down, staring closely at the absent-minded idiot in the vanity mirror, urging her to make a quick decision not to let herself be tortured by such sweetness.

——If you really don’t dare, then completely cut off these thoughts and continue to maintain a delicate relationship with her that is more than a friend. At least this way you can be relaxed and happy.

——I'm not reconciled, I haven't even tried to get it, how can I give up because of fear?

She was almost confused by these complicated and changing thoughts. It seemed that all the fear and affection that had been shielded by anesthesia in the previous 20 years of life came to her heart to fight at this moment.

Song Jiao's inner struggle affects the senses.

It wasn't until some footsteps came to the back that she shivered suddenly, realizing that the sound of the water had stopped at some point.

She was stiff all over, the air cushion comb stopped at the end of her hair, and it took a few seconds before she started to mechanically comb again.

Song Jiao heard Xu Jinzhao's voice: "Have you combed your hair yet?"

Alpha stood behind her, bent over to look at his eyes in the mirror, and muttered: "I think there's something wrong with my eyelids, it seems to hurt a bit."

Xu Jinzhao moved his position, avoided Song Jiao's body, and leaned closer to the vanity mirror.

The fragrance of the bath liquid brushes the cheeks of Omega with drooping eyelashes. It is not the citrus and sea salt she yearns for, but it still makes the heart beat faster secretly.

God, why can't I look directly at and get along with her just after finding out that I like someone?

Song Jiao frantically called for help again in her heart, while Xu Jinzhao said to herself, "It's okay, it's strange."

The villain who controlled her heart rate finally left, and sat down by the bed to fiddle with the books.

Song Jiao put down the comb and slowly fled into the bathroom.

Looking at her back, Xu Jinzhao always felt that Song Jiao was very strange, but if he wanted to say what was wrong, he couldn't tell exactly.

She thought for a moment, like after their pretend play tonight?

Xu Jinzhao shook his head, not knowing what was going on with the other party for a moment, he found the collection of essays that Song Jiao read to him yesterday, and opened it in his hand.

Song Jiao has a lot of whimsical ideas on weekdays, and she always clings to her like a cuddly cat, playing with her arms and palms, and occasionally sticking her face to her.

At first, Xu Jinzhao was quite uncomfortable when she was always touching her around.

But Omega is confident and confident every time. After the warm water boils slowly, she doesn't care much about Song Jiao's contact and words that lack a sense of distance.

She also thought about whether it was the lack of care and care from her mother when she was young that made Song Jiao so eager to have close contact with trusted people.

Just because her mother once braided hair for her childhood self, Song Jiao is still used to doing it as an adult.

It's hard not to remind Xu Jinzhao of trauma or loss. Every time she sees Song Jiao combing and braiding her hair, she seems to see a stray kitten hugging a plush blanket and stepping around.

Xu Jinzhao sighed, feeling that he should treat her better.

Maybe, offer to give some skin-to-skin contact?

Thinking about these things, she casually turned the pages of the book.

Because he fell asleep too quickly yesterday, Xu Jinzhao couldn't remember where Song Jiao had read at the end, so he decided to start reading to her from the fifth chapter.

Song Jiao's pre-bedtime bath today seemed to be a very long one, and Xu Jinzhao read for a long time before he began to dry his hair.

It took an extraordinarily long time to blow-dry his hair, which made Xu Jinzhao wonder if someone's hair had been burnt.

She waited patiently, and after a while the sound of the blower finally stopped, she thought it was time for someone to come out, but unexpectedly there was no movement in the bathroom again.

Xu Jinzhao: "?"

After a few more minutes, she couldn't help asking loudly, "Song Jiao?"

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a limp-headed fried-haired kitten came out, with long black hair hanging on his shoulders very assertively.

Apparently, Song Jiao's hair was blown too dry. Originally, the weight brought by the length could be used to reduce the volume, but now it was cut short to below the shoulders, and she couldn't control it at all.

Xu Jinzhao almost laughed out loud, cleared his throat, and pretended he didn't notice anything: "Come on, I'll read you a bedtime book."

With a soft voice, she summoned the Omega with wild eyes to her side.

After they slowly climbed onto the bed, Xu Jinzhao took out a clean champagne-colored silk scarf from the bedside table and wrapped it around Song Jiao's hair.

Song Jiao still didn't dare to look into her eyes, but her eyes fell on the chest of her suspender nightgown.

She could feel the soft pressure of the thin silk wrapped around the top of her hair, and she gently gathered the disobedient messy hair. Xu Jinzhao moved closer to her, as if to adjust the way the silk scarf was tied.

This also brought her closer to the plump skin covered by the nightdress, and Alpha really didn't seem to be wearing underwear...

This is something that does not require further visual verification, but Song Jiao can't help but shamelessly confirm it with her eyes, and she also enjoys the caring service of her unknowing partner.

After Xu Jinzhao tied the silk scarf on her, he comforted her, "Okay, your hair should be smoother tomorrow."

Song Jiao still had her eyes downcast, as if she was depressed, but because she was wearing a headscarf, she looked like a pretty little village girl who was going to pick mushrooms.

She slid her body into the air-conditioning quilt, closed her eyes, and felt that it was impossible for her to fall asleep.

Song Jiao now had indescribable scenes in her mind, sometimes Xu Jinzhao who sneered and ignored her, and sometimes spurned her cowardly behavior.

She heard Xu Jinzhao begin to read softly.

Song Jiao could easily tell from the light Zen words with strong personal style that this was the collection of essays that she read to Xu Jinzhao yesterday.

Alpha's voice is soft and light, which is really the tone for reading bedtime stories to well-behaved children.

But Song Jiao is not a good child, her heart is beating for the reader, and her thoughts are also related to the beautiful lips that read the story. She really wants to be kissed all over her body with love. She will be the happiest woman in the world...

She restrained her breathing and let it gradually slow down, pretending to be asleep.

The people around her also stopped softly reciting the prose book, and she felt that the other party was looking at her to see if she was really asleep.

Song Jiao didn't do anything bad, but she felt being roasted in this gentle gaze without any impurities.

If she had been a cat, her ears would have been furiously folded back against the stuffed kitten's head.

She didn't need to open her eyes to know that Alpha was looking at her lowered eyebrows.

This also made her skin at the brow bone burn hot and shiver under the gaze, and she had to pinch her palms under the quilt to keep silent.

After a while, Xu Jinzhao looked away, and Song Jiao could finally relax a little.

She heard the rubbing of clothes and quilts, the light switch of the desk light snapped, and the shimmering light shone through the thin eyelids and disappeared.

But then, Song Jiao's alert cat ears retracted again, and her non-existent tail instantly exploded into a duster.

Xu Jinzhao is getting closer again!

Thanks to the darkness, it allowed her to bite her lip freely without fear of being caught pretending to be asleep.

Song Jiao felt something so soft and unbelievably sticky on her forehead, and it took a while to realize from Alpha's soft words that it was a forehead kiss.

"Good night, Jiaojiao."

Song Jiao's toes were all curled up, she really didn't know why her baby name had a new magical power, and the tips of the feathers were electrified and itchy as if they had scratched her ears ambiguously.

Thanks again Dark...

Her face must have been flushed, and her ears pointed.

Xu Jinzhao's own day was spent in front of the easel again. She painted portraits of the children and aunts in the community, and tried hard to pick up the unfamiliar touch.

She always felt like she had to do something.

Qin Lingyue and Jiang Chao didn't mention the work of Wanwutong and Yungou to her too much, they just asked her how she felt on vacation and whether her body had recovered in a relaxed tone.

It's very strange, as long as he doesn't think about the company, Xu Jinzhao's heart will be more stable. Once he thinks about those things, his chest will immediately start pounding.

But she's used to her time being filled with various schedules, and it doesn't feel good to be at home empty, which is another kind of loneliness and discomfort.

Xu Jinzhao picked up his paintbrush again, thinking that he should find something to do for himself instead of just thinking about it.

When she got off work in the evening, she put away her easel and waited at the corner where Song Jiao had to go home to meet Omega after a busy day.

The little girl who gave away flowers from her mother's small garden yesterday ran over, panting, and revealed to her:

"Sister, your beautiful wife brought you a huge bouquet of flowers!"

Xu Jinzhao didn't quite believe it, thinking that Song Jiao might have bought some potted flowers.

But unexpectedly, Song Jiao really came over with a serious flower bouquet.

Both were surprised.

Xu Jinzhao was because of the flaming red roses, while Song Jiao was simply taken aback by Alpha who was waiting here with a drawing board on his back.

Song Jiao didn't expect Xu Jinzhao to be here at all, and she was still struggling with how to tell Xu Jinzhao about the bouquet.

She felt like a ghost, and on the way home from get off work, she saw red roses displayed in a street flower shop, so she stopped the car and ran to buy them.

Song Jiao was distracted thinking about how to deal with it along the way, it was not good to leave it by the side of the road, nor was it right to give it to other people.

Or take it to the company tomorrow, pretending that Xu Jinzhao gave it to her?

But in the end she got out of the car with the beautifully packaged bouquet of roses, and walked home slowly.

Until she bumped into Xu Jinzhao, Song Jiao didn't think of a perfect speech, and opened her eyes to look at Alpha who was also surprised.

Her mind was spinning wildly: "Uh, Yu Lan said that both she and Qin Lingyue will send flowers to each other. I don't think I have sent you flowers seriously yet..."

Song Jiao's voice became smaller and smaller in the face of the other party's smiling face, and finally she simply shut up, and rudely stuffed the rose over: "Hurry up and accept it!"

She has more confidence when she speaks fiercely, and she can speak fluently even if she was not able to speak smoothly.

"Don't dislike it, you know?"

The little girl and her little friend were coaxing: "Promise her, marry her!"

Obviously, in the thinking circuit of the children's brains, the performance of the red rose plus coquettishness is undoubtedly linked to the marriage proposal.

Xu Jinzhao couldn't laugh or cry at the children's cheers, hurriedly picked up the easel and roses, and ran away with his embarrassing wife.

Song Jiao was really discouraged, she felt that she had messed up everything, and sending flowers was like buying and selling by force, without any atmosphere of tenderness to speak of.

After returning home, she immediately hid in the bathroom, no longer caring about face, and sent a quick message to Yu Lan for help.

[If you like someone, how should you treat her well?How to make her feel it? ]

The other party replied in seconds.

Yu Lan: […… Are you empathizing with someone else? ]

Yu Lan: [I'll tell Xu Jinzhao right now. ]

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