She is Flirting with the Heroine Every Day

    Everyone: ? ? ?

    "Ow, I'm sorry." Cen Zixiao retracted his eyes and smiled at everyone, humming the melody, and the next paragraph continued.

    Yu Qiling still looked in her direction, her eyes full of tenderness and surprise.

    There was a little excitement in my heart, was Xiaoxiao out of tune just now, was it because she saw herself, that is to say, she liked to dress like this?

    For a long time in the past three years, recalling the clever and timid little girl from before, Yu Qiling sometimes wondered, why is there such a big difference before and after her amnesia?

    Today she seems to understand.

    When a girl loses her memory, her memory is blank, just like a newborn baby, her character depends on the people who raise her and take care of her.

    In the blood clan area, the love I gave her was oppressive, with a thick upper and lower relationship, so she would be timid, and she would look at her face.

    And here she enjoys all the favor, no one dares to tell her to be good, she must be confident, she must be sunny and charming.

    In terms of how to treat Cen Zixiao, Yu Qiling knew that she really lost to Cen Nian.

    If Cen Nian had such an unreasonable opinion about Cen Zixiao, she really wasn't sure to **** Cen Zixiao back.

    Looking at the dazzling people on the stage, Yu Qiling breathed a sigh of relief, eyebrows slightly curved.

    I want to pet her well, love her well, I want this little wild cat to show her belly to her, I want her to sleep in my arms.

    But it all takes effort.

    Yu Qiling sat down at a table with no one else, her eyes were soft, and she never left Cen Zixiao for a moment.

    She sang on stage, she looked at her offstage, and she was lucky, would she look at her too.

    …..

    Yu Qiling's temperament that was out of place in the bar attracted the attention of many people, and a silver-haired man also stared at her for a long time.

    Perhaps the eyes looking at Cen Zixiao were too addicted and soft, making the people around her mistakenly think she was a gentle woman.

    The silver-haired man is a frequent visitor to the bar, often hunting here, and tonight finally came a game that suits his appetite.

    Get her before the many hunters.

    The silver-haired man went to the bar to get two cocktails, held them elegantly, and walked to Yu Qiling.

    "This lady..."

    Yu Qiling frowned and looked up at him: "You blocked me."

    The silver-haired man was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the person on the stage, "Oh", "I'm sorry." Then he turned sideways and sat down beside Yu Qiling.

    Pushing the goblet in front of her, she said with a smile: "Miss, I see you alone, how about we have a drink together?"

    "No, thank you." Yu Qiling replied coldly, still staring at the people on the stage.

    The silver-haired man frowned, looked for her line of sight, said "tsk", dragged his cheeks, and stared at her: "Miss is also here to see Miss Cen Er? Hi? Ah, she already has a sweetheart, mortals like us..."

    "Who?"

    The silver-haired man was interrupted before he finished speaking.

    Yu Qiling turned her head sharply and stared at the man, her expression serious and nervous.

    The man was frightened by her, and explained: "So many people pursue her and she refuses to agree, that must be a sweetheart, she is despised by us mortals, not as good as Miss Are you considering me?"

    Yu Qiling frowned, lost in thought.

    She was wondering if she might be waiting for her.

    After another song, Cen Zixiao raised her eyes and glanced under the stage, stopped for a moment in a certain place, and the end of her eyes suddenly picked up.

      A scene of feasting and drinking.

    Yu Qiling captured the **** and enchanting figure of Cen Zixiao in the crowd.

    Similar stage, the same Cen Zixiao, somewhere deep in my memory, it seems...

    Yu Qiling couldn't tell what she was feeling, her eyes closely followed Cen Zixiao, only to see her one hand suddenly climbed on the shoulder of a model-like woman, and looked up at her , eyebrows like silk.

    The woman wrapped her arms around her waist and moved with her.

    The corner of Yu Qiling's eyes suddenly jumped.

    The two danced to the music and switched positions, Yu Qiling clearly saw the confusion in the woman's eyes.

    She enjoyed it, she was obsessed, and the two exuded an ambiguous atmosphere.

    Yu Qiling looked at them, her fists clenched unconsciously, her guesses were shattered, sadness and jealousy flowed from her eyes, she had a feeling, a very strong feeling, like It was a long time ago that Cen Zixiao had been clinging to her shoulders like this, teasing her, seducing her...

    I wanted to go up and take Cen Zixiao off the woman, but she restrained her.

    The silver-haired man beside her looked at her eager and restrained appearance, and said with a smile: "You want to jump up too? Yes, I can teach you if you can't."

    Yu Qiling almost forgot that there was still a person sitting beside him, and glanced sideways, only to find that the man was very close to her at the moment, and he almost wanted to post it.

    "No need." Disgust flashed in his eyes, Yu Qiling left a sentence coldly, then got up and walked to another place without looking back.

    Changed to the single position, Yu Qiling ordered two bottles of wine, squeezed the goblet with her fingers, and restrained herself.

    Looking at the stage, she didn't understand, what's the fun in jumping around like this?

    Especially when the crowd is crowded, it is easy to be taken advantage of.

    Cen Zixiao likes it so much?

     Jealous, angry, irritable.

    Holding a glass of wine and drinking it down, at the same time, Cen Zixiao on the stage lifted the female model's chin and stood on tiptoe, as if she wanted to kiss her.

    Yu Qiling: ! !

    Stand up suddenly, Yu Qiling rushed to the dance floor without thinking.

    What is her relationship to that woman?

    Why can you make such an ambiguous move?

    Full of anger, Yu Qiling stood in front of Cen Zixiao.

    She was dressed very casually at home, standing in front of two hot beauties, quite a kind of meaning to catch rape.

    The model woman looked at the black-lined woman in front of her with a question mark on her face.

    Cen Zixiao smiled slyly, hooking her little finger on the model woman's finger, pretending to be surprised:

    "Is Earl Yu coming to relax too?"

    A soft "Count Yu" knocked down the fortress built by Yu Qiling.

    Like a basin of cold water taught her head, the anger in her eyes was extinguished, leaving only sourness.

    What is she doing? She doesn't seem to be qualified to control who Xiaoxiao is doing now.

     His eyes dimmed, feeling a little desolate, Yu Qiling stood on the spot and hummed weakly, "Hmm."

    "Earl Yu play slowly, have fun~"

    Cen Zixiao took the female model's hand, gave her a smile, and took the female model's hand to swim elsewhere.

    Yu Qiling stood there, staring blankly at their backs.

    The sense of powerlessness filled her body and mind, and she could only be jealous.

    The lights are gorgeous, and there is a smell of drunken life and death around.

    Really, there's a weirdo in the bar today.

    Yu Qiling finally followed, watching silently from where she didn't want to.

    It was no different from the way she had come to see her quietly in the past three years.

    Loss is inevitable, Yu Qiling sighed, a little sad.

    It's just that the female model didn't pester Cen Zixiao as she expected, doing what a couple should do, but said hello, turned and walked away.

    "You get off work so early today?" A woman turned her head to look at her.

    "Yes, the children at home are still waiting for me to breastfeed." The female model smiled and disappeared into the crowd gracefully.

    Feed your baby?

    My heart jumped up like a new life. It turns out that she and Cen Zixiao are not in that kind of relationship.

    While happy, she did not forget to be angry, Yu Qiling looked at the place where the female model disappeared, her air was full, she had children, and she wanted to mess with flowers.

    She selectively forgot that it was Cen Zixiao who was messing with flowers.

    Not long after she was happy, a **** woman in a mink coat appeared at the door.

    The woman was followed by several men in black suits and sunglasses, and her identity was not easy at first glance.

    Yu Qiling narrowed her eyes and looked at her vigilantly.

    The woman stared in the direction of Cen Zixiao from the moment she entered the door, her eyes were like staring at the prey.

    A strong possessiveness, this kind of eyes is too familiar to Yu Qiling, she seems to have seen herself.

    Want to stop her from approaching, but found herself unqualified.

    The woman walked gracefully behind Cen Zixiao, put one hand on the sofa, stared at the top of her hair, slender waist slightly bent, and said suicide: "Xiaoxiao~"

    Cen Zixiao turned her head sideways, glanced at the woman leaning behind him, and gave her a wink, "Mr. Yao?"

    "Mr. Yao?" Everyone was also surprised.

    Sure enough, wherever there is Cen Zixiao, there is President Yao.

    "Yeah." The woman smiled, went around the sofa and sat beside Cen Zixiao, and said, "I heard that Xiaoxiao came out to play, I immediately put down my work and came to you play."

    "That's it." Cen Zixiao took a sip of the wine on the table, "Then, didn't I make President Yao lose tens of millions all of a sudden?"

    A man smiled and said: "How can it be important to accompany a beauty?"

    The woman chuckled lightly, holding the wine glass she was about to put in her mouth, taking the opportunity to gently rub the back of her hand with her fingers, and put the wine glass back on the table.

    "Sister has not seen Xiaoxiao for a long time. Since everyone is here, how about playing games and chatting?"

    Speaking, several bartenders brought ten bottles of the best wine and opened them all at once.

    "Wow~"

    "Mr. Yao is so proud!"

    The bartender filled the wine glasses of several people and placed a turntable in the middle.

    "We play a simple, truth or dare this time, the long pointer will turn to whoever will execute it, the short pointer will turn to whoever will ask questions, and if you can't answer or can't do it, just drink How about a glass of wine?" Mr. Yao stared at Cen Zixiao's profile and told the rules of the game.

    Before Cen Zixiao responded, several people around agreed, "Okay, Yao is always interested, of course we want to accompany him."

    "Come on, come on~"

    Mr. Yao ignored the others and hooked Cen Zixiao's hand, "Xiaoxiao, what do you think?"

    Cen Zixiao was silent for a while, feeling the eyes staring at him getting stronger and stronger, hooked his lips, raised his head and smiled, looking at President Yao with a charming smile.

    "Does Yao always think I'm the kind of person who will spoil everyone's interest?"

    Mr. Yao was fascinated by Cen Zixiao and was stunned for a moment, "Then let's start."

    The short pointer, not surprisingly, stopped in front of her.

    There was an excited cheer around.

    Cen Zixiao turned her head and looked at President Yao: "What does President Yao want to ask me? Or what do you want me to do?"

    What?

    Mr. Yao's eyes were dark.

    There are many things she wants Cen Zixiao to do, such as going home with her, lying on her bed, and crying under her fingers.

    "I want to ask Xiaoxiao, what kind of woman do you like?"

    What kind of woman.

    Cen Zixiao dragged her chin with her fingers, pretending to be thinking, and glanced at someone sitting in front of them on the left.

    Brows and eyes curved, she said, "I like young people."

    "Is that so?"

    Mr. Yao is the most feminine 30-year-old. I have to say that when I heard Cen Zixiao's words, I felt a little uncomfortable.

    Like young? Young people are all white faces.

    Yao squinted his eyes and asked, "Does Xiaoxiao think I'm getting old?"

    Cen Zixiao shook his head, "This is the next question~"

    "Okay, then continue."

    The turntable continues, all of which are in Mr. Yao's plan.

    Vampire's hearing has always been very good, even in a noisy bar, Yu Qiling can still hear their conversation clearly at a distance of less than ten meters.

    Hearing Cen Zixiao say that she likes young people, Yu Qiling was hurt badly.

    She is over 100 years old, Mr. Yao is younger than her anyway.

    In order not to make herself too sad, Yu Qiling began to think about the various reasons why Cen Zixiao likes young women.

    Loving young is nothing more than liking young appearance. The appearance of vampires changes very slowly, and it will only appear obvious aging when they are close to 300 years old.

    And that Mr. Yao, in another 20 years, will she still be so bewitching?

    Contrasting secretly, Yu Qiling smiled, in terms of who was younger, she still felt that she had won.

    Cen Zixiao's name suddenly sounded in his ear again, Yu Qiling put his thoughts away and looked up, as if the turntable had turned to Cen Zixiao again.

    "Xiaoxiao, you are lucky tonight, I got caught."

    The long pointer points to Cen Zixiao, while the short pointer points to a young master in a floral shirt.

    Cen Zixiao disagreed, "Tell me, why do you want me?"

    "Um..." The flower shirt pretended to think for a while, but in fact he had already been instructed.

    "The last time I told the truth a few times, how about you have a big adventure this time?"

    "Go and kiss Mr. Yao."

    …..

    ! !

    Yu Qiling's eyes widened, trying to suppress the urge to kill the man.

    Fist clenched tightly, not only her, but everyone's attention is on Cen Zixiao, waiting for her decision.

    Mr. Yao even more, looking at Cen Zixiao as if he was going to eat her.

    The man in the shirt blew a whistle and urged, "Xiaoxiao, look at our Mr. Yao's beauty, you can make a lot of money by kissing her."

    "Tsk." Cen Zixiao shook his head and smiled at President Yao. The smile was youthful and charming, and the little dimple was too cute. all closed.

    A 30-year-old woman's heart is sprouting, and President Yao is actually a little nervous, completely unaware that a pair of golden brown eyes are staring at her fiercely.

    The imaginary soft touch has not arrived yet, Mr. Yao frowned slightly, and opened his eyes with the sound of the glass bottle replaying.

    I saw that the wine glass in front of Cen Zixiao was empty, the corner of her mouth was still overflowing with wine, and her face immediately turned rosy.

    Mr. Yao: ….

    Mr. Yao's face darkened and smiled, it doesn't matter.

    Drunken, what does she want to do?

    Cen Zixiao was still panting, leaning on the sofa and staring at the ceiling with half-squinted eyes.

    Yao always knows the power of this wine. It's okay now, but the stamina is great.

    "Come on, go on."

    The attention of the two of them in the next few rounds was not at all. President Yao looked at Cen Zixiao from time to time, seeing her face getting redder and more excited.

    Little thing, where are you going today?

    After a few more rounds.

    My head began to feel dizzy, and my eyes were a little flowery. Cen Zixiao knew that this was the stamina of the wine, and President Yao also began to be dishonest. He touched her hand, rubbed her hair, and rubbed comfortingly, trying to calm her down.

    Cen Zixiao didn't resist, she let her do whatever, and hummed from time to time.

    "Xiaoxiao, are you not feeling well? How about going home with my sister to rest?" Mr. Yao approached Cen Zixiao, his breath sprayed on her face, and his eyes were dark.

    "Don't...let's play..." Cen Zixiao shook her head, with a strong smell of alcohol in her tone, she got up and reached out to turn the turntable on the table.

    Yao always laughed, until now is the time to strike. He gave a few people around him a look, they understood in seconds, and they all said that they had left.

    The small prey is in hand, she can't get away. Mr. Yao was happy when a woman suddenly walked in front of him. Mr. Yao looked up, and the woman stared at him with hazy eyes. She shivered inexplicably with that look and aura.

    "Who are you?"

    Yu Qiling didn't bother to take Cen Zixiao's arm and pulled her up.

    Cen Zixiao was suddenly pulled up, her head was dizzy and she could not stand still, she fell into Yu Qiling's arms, lowered her head, just buried in front of her chest.

    "Um..."

    "XiaoXiao..."

    Holding Cen Zixiao's arm with both hands, her tone could not help softening, Yu Qiling coaxed: "Xiaoxiao is drunk, stop playing, go back with me, okay?"

    Cen Zixiao thought for a while, then showed an expression of "I don't want it" and shook her head, "My sister found out that I was drinking again.... I will scold me when I drink, so I...don't go back..."

    Yu Qiling felt soft in her heart and rubbed her hair, "I can help Xiaoxiao keep it a secret and not tell your sister, okay?"

    Cen Zixiao looked at her and snorted, twisted her body in her hand and struggled: "You lie to me all the time, I don't believe you...!"

    Yu Qiling's eyes froze, his heart tingling.

    At this time, Mr. Yao also stood up behind him and grabbed Cen Zixiao's arm without any weakness, "Xiaoxiao go back with me, my sister won't know that you are drinking, so she won't scold you. How good are you, Xiaoxiao?"

    "Hmm..." Cen Zixiao snorted.

    Yu Qiling has endured this woman for a long time tonight, patted her hand mercilessly, and then took Cen Zixiao into his arms.

    Hold her again, Yu Qiling trembled physically and mentally, feeling that her soul had finally found its home and was no longer a lonely ghost. That warm feeling made her never want to let go.

    The drunken Cen Zixiao had little strength and was still dizzy, so he put his head on Yu Qiling's shoulder and hummed something in his mouth.

    The girl's warm breath sprinkled on Yu Qiling's exposed collarbone, burning her heart.

    Yu Qiling lowered her head, her eyes full of tenderness, "No one will scold Xiaoxiao when I go home, will Xiaoxiao come home with me?"

    Cen Zixiao was dizzy, as if nodding, but it seemed not.

    Yu Qiling decided to take her out of here first.

    Just as she was about to pick her up and turn around, the bodyguards in black suits surrounded them.

    Mr. Yao looked at Yu Qiling with disdain, and sarcastically said: "I have never seen you in the human zone, who are you from Xiaoxiao? Where do you want to take her while she is drunk? "

    "It has nothing to do with you." Yu Qiling said coldly.

    "Okay, it doesn't matter to me, then you let Xiaoxiao choose, who does she want to go with?"

    Mr. Yao looked at the drunk Xiaoxiao with great confidence. She had already lost all of Cen Zixiao's family background. She had never seen this woman before, and she certainly had no special relationship with Cen Zixiao. .

    It should be a suitor who rushed out halfway.

    "Xiaoxiao, who would you like to go with?" President Yao coaxed to Cen Zixiao: "Go home with my sister, the bed at my sister's house is soft, okay?"

    "Oh...that's it..." Cen Zixiao murmured.

    Yu Qiling also looked down at Cen Zixiao, a little nervous, the arm holding her couldn't help tightening, and asked softly: "Xiaoxiao would you like to come with me?"

    Cen Zixiao struggled out of Yu Qiling's arms, stood staggeringly, and muttered, "I don't want to go with you..."

    "You are... cold..."

    Yu Qiling's smile froze on his face.

    The author has something to say: woo woo so pitiful

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