The Abusive Heroine Stole Kisses From Me Again

    At eleven o'clock, Bo Yanyan sent a message to Liang Wanqiu's trumpet.

    【Xiao Tao: Brother, why haven’t you come yet? 】

    At half past eleven, Liang Wanqiu replied.

    [Lin Xiacan: The client called me and I have something to deal with, please wait a while. 】

    At the same time, Xia Yan sent a message to Bo Yanyan.

    "Miss Liang has bought something."

    "She is eating hot pot alone now."

    "How about you? Would you like something to eat?"

    Bo Yanyan felt better when she thought that Liang Wanqiu went to dinner alone and didn't call anyone else.

    After Liang Wanqiu had eaten the hot pot, it was already half past twelve. She went out to buy a lot of fruit this time, just two watermelons, and some small snacks. some food.

    After arranging things, Liang Wanqiu went to wash a bunch of grapes and put them in a glass bowl. After eating four grapes, she picked up her old mobile phone.

    Ben Yanyan sent her a video, the video was only ten seconds, it was posted an hour ago, and it was taken by herself. She was waiting in that cafe and was wronged. Said a sentence: "Brother, when are you coming?"

    The voice is coquettish and sweet, and the tone is coquettish.

    Liang Wanqiu clicked on the video and listened to it again. Seeing the pitiful appearance of the little girl, she seemed to be about to cry.

    She was a little distressed and angry.

    A strange man, you tell him the real information, send him a video of your face, and act like a spoiled child.

    I really **** her off.

    Sister like this, she doesn't want it anymore.

    Silly and sweet, sooner or later she will be deceived.

    Liang Wanqiu didn't reply, and when it was almost two o'clock, she finally replied with a message from Thin Yanyan.

    [Lin Xiacan: I just finished dinner with the client, and I'm on my way. 】

    Thin smoke sent a voice over pitifully.

    Liang Wanqiu opened: "Brother, I haven't eaten lunch yet, and my stomach is starving, woohoo, my stomach hurts."

    When Liang Wanqiu heard this, she almost called and scolded her, and she didn't even know how to eat lunch.

    She felt that the man she was pretending to be had made it obvious, so she was about to say I wasn't coming, just wait.

    She doesn't believe that the little girl can't guess it, so she's still waiting there, isn't she deceiving herself?

    People who are in love love to brainwash and comfort themselves like this, making excuses for scumbags.

    Liang Wanqiu decided that he didn't see it and didn't reply.

    Bo Yanyan sent another message: [Xiao Tao: Brother, when are you coming? 】

    At four o'clock, Liang Wanqiu finally replied.

    【Lin Xiacan: Oh, you thought I really like you, I just wanted to play with you. 】

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    [You will also be sold to remote mountainous areas, leaving you without food and books. 】

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    …

    Liang Wanqiu quickly typed and sent one message after another, and sent dozens of messages in a row. She felt at ease and let you date a strange man online, making you not at all prepared for people. .

    Deserved.

    Delete people and put your phone aside.

    Liang Wanqiu picked up the old mobile phone to check the time, it was 4:50, it was time to prepare dinner.

    Is this little girl secretly wiping her tears?

    Cry for a few days to remember, and you will not be deceived in the future.

    Liang Wanqiu told herself that it was a good deal.

    She went to the kitchen to find the ingredients she bought today.

    She slid her fingers slowly on the screen of the mobile phone, and after reading all the messages sent by Liang Wanqiu, she slid up again and read it again.

    Although her sister was scolding her, she felt that her sister was caring about her, and repeatedly said how miserable she would be if she was sold.

    Thin Yanyan has also seen news and movies, she knows how miserable the girls who were abducted are.

    So my sister was afraid that she would be deceived, so she taught her a lesson like this on purpose?

    Smile at Liang Wanqiu's extremely thick smoke, my sister is so nice.

    Xia Yan was standing outside the cafe, chatting with a teammate.

    "Captain, is the coffee in that shop good?"

    "Miss Yan Yan has been here for most of the day."

    Xia Yan: "General."

    Thin Yanyan put the mobile phone into the small satchel, took out lipstick and wiped a little, then she bit her lip and took out a small mirror to take a look.

    After packing up her things, Thin Yanyan carried her bag and left the cafe with the bouquet of flowers she bought today.

    Almost a day has passed, the flowers are not as beautiful as in the morning, but the fragrance is still strong.

    Seeing her coming out, Xia Yan opened the car door for her. After Bo Yanyan sat down, he asked, "Where are you going? It's five o'clock, do you want to eat?"

    Thin Yanyan shook her head: "Go home to eat, my sister should have prepared my meal."

    Xia Yan and a teammate sent Bo Yanyan back to Phoenix Court, watching Bo Yanyan go upstairs and into the elevator, until they entered Liang Wanqiu's house, the door was closed by Bo Yanyan, the two talents leave.

    When Liang Wanqiu heard the door open, she picked up the phone next to her and checked the time, it was half past five.

    Liang Wanqiu put down her phone and looked at the old duck soup simmering on the stove.

    She didn't look back, let alone out of the kitchen, but thought about what kind of thin smoke she would see.

    It must have been crying for half an hour, maybe it scared the taxi driver, crying all the way home, eyes were too swollen to open.

    It must be so, it must be pitiful.

    As I was thinking about it, there was a deliberately raised voice from Thin Yanyan from the entrance: "Sister, I'm back."

    The voice was soft, but inexplicably cheerful, and that joy was passed from afar.

    The doubts in Liang Wanqiu's eyes flashed, how could she be very happy to hear the voice?

    She rubbed her hands and came out with her hands on her hips. She saw Thin Yanyan carrying a small satchel and walking to the restaurant with a bunch of flowers in her hands. The bunch of flowers Covered the whole face of the little girl. Liang Wanqiu only saw a smooth and soft black hair, the purple jade belt flying, playful and cute.

    Liang Wanqiu was stunned and stared at her from the kitchen door.

    Where do the flowers come from? Who sent her flowers? Is it a suitor for the school?

    She received flowers from others? What does it mean?

    Have you agreed to be with that person?

    I only said that I love her last night, so I don’t even need to meet a stranger man today, and still accept flowers from others?

    Can this kind of thing be collected indiscriminately?

    …

    In an instant, all kinds of thoughts flashed in Liang Wanqiu's mind, and he even thought of any possibility.

    Thin Yanyan put the bunch of flowers on the dining table, slender fingers also lit the pink tulip, she turned around and saw Liang Wanqiu who was standing at the kitchen door staring at her.

    Thin Yanyan showed a sweet smile: "Sister, I'm going to put the bag first." She pointed to the small satchel on her waist.

    Liang Wanqiu silently took her eyes back, she did not say a word, and after the little girl went to the bedroom, Liang Wanqiu went to the dining table, picked up the bunch of lilies and looked at them, the flowers were white and pure Flawless, the fragrance is very strong.

    There are also three tulips in the middle, three colors.

    Liang Wanqiu didn’t know many flowers, but he still knew some common flowers. He even gave lilies to Bo Yanyan. The little girl is not as pure as a lily. Who gave this to me? of? Why not send a bunch of red roses?

    Liang Wanqiu was so angry that she took the college entrance examination yesterday, and today she is taking other people's flowers. Is this because she has a good impression in school?

    So, how many people did she flirt with?

    She, the man she pretended to be, and the flower giver, there must be at least three!

    Liang Wanqiu put down the bunch of flowers, she shook her hand, as if it was some kind of dirty thing, just annoying, very annoying.

    She went to the kitchen and decided to cook one more dish tonight, eat more, and turn her sadness into appetite.

    The thin smoke came out of the bedroom, her hair was tied behind her head with a rope into a high ponytail. Seeing Liang Wanqiu cutting things in the kitchen, she couldn't see what Liang Wanqiu was cutting? All I could hear was the loud noise of the kitchen knife being nailed to the cutting board.

    Liang Wanqiu was cutting the white radish. After peeling the skin, she put the white radish on the cutting board. She held the knife in her right hand, but did not touch the white radish with her left hand.

    It is clean and neat.

    But also scary.

    Ben Yanyan stood at the door, stretched her head and looked inside, always feeling that her always gentle sister was angry, and she was a little irritable at this time.

    Thin Yanyan wonder why Liang Wanqiu is angry?

    "Sister, do you like lilies?" Thin Yanyan twisted her fingers and looked nervous.

    Liang Wanqiu went down again, half a radish was cut in half, she picked up a quarter of a white radish, put down the kitchen knife, turned around, her eyes were not very friendly.

    The tone was even worse, and he said blankly: "I don't like it."

    Thin Yanyan was a little surprised and didn't like it. She read on the Internet that she sent lilies to the girl she liked, which means praising the girl as a little fairy who is her own.

    "Then do you like tulips?" Thin Yanyan looked forward with anticipation: "Tulips of different colors have different meanings."

    Liang Wanqiu raised the piece of white radish and took a bite: "I don't like it."

    "Sister, what kind of flowers do you like?" Thin Yanyan was curious: "Can you tell me?"

    Liang Wanqiu didn't want to care about her anymore, she lowered her head and bit the white radish in her hand, until the piece of radish was eaten, she smiled and said: "Chrysanthemum, which boy gave that bunch of flowers to? For you? You tell me, I will give him a bouquet of chrysanthemums in return."

    The thin smoke was stunned, the confusion in her eyes quickly dissipated, and turned, a pair of almond eyes were astonishingly bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, she stared straight at Liang Wanqiu, There is a seductive charm in his eyes.

    Liang Wanqiu was a little uncomfortable looking at her straightforward and bold eyes.

    She felt that Thin Yanyan's eyes showed as if she was about to rush over to bite her.

    Liang Wanqiu closed his eyes and turned around with his limbs stiff, leaving Bo Yanyan with a trembling back.

    She lowered her eyes to the kitchen knife placed beside her, and then looked at the three pieces of white radish, she still cut the radish, this time be gentle, cut the radish into evenly thin strips Silk.

    "Sister." With a heavy back, a soft body leaned against her back.

    Liang Wanqiu saw a pair of slender and tender white arms wrapped around her waist. Thin Yanyan's ten fingers were tightly clasped together and pressed against her soft belly.

    She hugged her tightly, burying her head on Liang Wanqiu's slender back and rubbing gently.

    "Sister, you're jealous." Her tone was ambiguous, and she smiled faintly: "It's so sour, I can smell it."

    Liang Wanqiu's body was stiff, she replied, "No, I just ate white radish."

    "It's obviously vinegar." Thin Yanyan closed her eyes and said deliberately, "It's still sour now."

    She gritted her teeth, hated herself for being stingy, and hated the little girl's scum, she stretched out her hand to break the fingers of Bo Yanyan, but Bo Yanyan hugged it even tighter.

    "Let go." Liang Wanqiu's voice was cold: "I told you to let go."

    "Sister is really bad, she didn't show up when she asked me to meet, and even deleted my WeChat." Bo Yanyan's tone was so aggrieved: "I waited for you in the cafe all day, I was sleepy at noon, But I don’t dare to sleep, I can only drink coffee to refresh myself.”

    Liang Wanqiu suppressed the throbbing, she only felt that her heart was beating very fast. As for what Thin Yanyan said, Liang Wanqiu was stunned for a few seconds. There was also a flash of panic.

    Only, the thin smoke was not seen.

    As an actress, Liang Wanqiu can act and pretend.

    She curled her lips and said in a tone that she didn't want to talk to you: "I don't understand what you are talking about? It's obvious that you went out with your classmates today, but you are talking nonsense, or I can't hear you. understand."

    I won't admit it, even if I kill her.

    Bo Yanyan let go of her hand, and when Liang Wanqiu was just relieved, she hugged her from behind again.

    "I knew my sister would play stupid." Thin Yanyan sighed: "Sister, I met a man on the Internet a few months ago."

    Liang Wanqiu pretended to be furious: "If you don't study hard, you will know how to surf the Internet, and your mobile phone will be confiscated later."

    Thin Yanyan looked at her red ears, she stretched out her hand and pinched it lightly, and noticed that Liang Wanqiu's face was all red, and it became more and more radiant and beautiful, astonishingly beautiful.

    Thin Yanyan stood on tiptoe, she quickly approached, her red lips fell on Liang Wanqiu's right cheek, leaving a faint red lip print.

    After the kiss, she let go of Liang Wanqiu and ran away.

    She ran away.

    Liang Wanqiu blushed to the point of dripping blood, and her lips touched her cheek, very soft.

    But she didn't react at all, and she didn't even remember what it was like, the little girl who stole kissed her ran away.

    Liang Wanqiu touched her face, her fingertips were cold, but her cheeks were astonishingly hot, and she touched the earballs that had just been pinched by the thin smoke, which were also hot and hot.

    Is it too hot? She was on fire.

    Why is my face so hot?

    Liang Wanqiu's fingers stroked the skin that was kissed by the thin smoke, and when she put her hand down, she saw the rosy fingertips.

    She is not allowed to die?

    The thin smoke ran into her bedroom, closed the door, and stood with her back against the door panel.

    The thin smoke patted her chest, her heart beating like a naughty deer, beating so fast.

    She finally did what she always wanted to do but dared not do.

    However, too nervous.

    Thin Yanyan patted her head in annoyance, she should smack it hard, or take a bite on her sister's lips, but, still afraid of her anger, she only kissed her cheek.

    Liang Wanqiu looked at the closed door, she went over, raised her hand, and wanted to knock on the door.

    What can I say? Is asking why you want to kiss me?

    Or you can't leave lipstick, it's not good for people to see?

    Liang Wanqiu felt ashamed and died.

    She entered her bedroom, and in the bathroom, Liang Wanqiu saw herself with spring water in her eyes and red cheeks.

    She held a handful of clean water and poured it on her face, trying to use the coolness of the water to quench the heat on her face, but Liang Wanqiu found her face even redder.

    Especially, in my mind, I always think of the picture of Bo Yanyan holding her and talking to her just now.

    She has a nice voice and a soft tone. Talking to her is like acting like a spoiled child.

    The little girl was so lively that she kissed her and ran away.

    I don't hate it, on the contrary, I like it a bit.

    Liang Wanqiu felt that she had no cure.

    When she took the towel hanging next to her to wipe her face, Liang Wanqiu opened her eyes and glanced at the mirror opposite, and saw herself with a wink inside.

    Liang Wanqiu was a little frustrated, put the towel back, she walked out of the bathroom and lay on the bed with big letters.

    What is she doing tonight?

    Can't remember.

    My head is full of smoke, she cried for a while, she laughed for a while, she acted like a spoiled child, and then she said how pitiful she was...

    Liang Wanqiu was so annoyed that she grabbed her hair with both hands, with a bit of strength, and accidentally pulled a few hairs down.

    Liang Wanqiu was startled when she saw a few strands of black hair wrapped around her fingers, and she shook a few strands of hair into the trash can beside her.

    This time, I didn't dare to touch my hair, but rolled around on the bed several times.

    Liang Wanqiu took the pillow and held it in her arms.

    She sat down on the bed, she thought, she is twenty-four years old, she can't be so flustered and shy after being kissed.

    Isn't it just a kiss on the face? This is a way to meet and say hello abroad.

    But there was a voice in her heart telling her that it was different.

    No one ever kissed you, and you never thought of kissing anyone.

    There are two little people fighting in Liang Wanqiu's mind all the time, one asks clearly what's going on? One said nothing happened.

    Which one, Liang Wanqiu didn't want to make a choice.

    Forget it, forget it, go to sleep.

    Can't sleep, she should read the script.

    Others are fake, it is the truth to make money by filming well.

    Thin Yanyan was still waiting for Liang Wanqiu to come to settle the account, but she waited and waited, and she didn't see Liang Wanqiu knocking on the door. She opened the door and looked around, but she didn't see Liang Wanqiu.

    Thin Yanyan searched around the house, and finally she stood outside Liang Wanqiu's room, put down her raised hand, raised it again, put it down again and again, after dozens of times, she Just don't dare knock on the door.

    The thin smoke smelled the meat aroma from the kitchen, the duck meat was stewed, exuding bursts of tempting aroma.

    Sister even forgot that duck soup was still stewing in the kitchen.

    Fortunately she's at home, isn't she?

    Smoky smoke went to the kitchen, lifted the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma of meat rushed to the face, she fished out all the minced meat floating on it, and washed the tea tree on the plate. Pour all the mushrooms in, cover the pot, and continue to simmer.

    Thin Yanyan looked at the ingredients next to it and saw the three white radishes, Thin Yanyan put it in a bowl, and put the bowl in the refrigerator.

    She started to wash the vegetables, thinking about how she would explain when she called Liang Wanqiu to dinner.

    Just ask her to kiss her back, double, ten times, she can.

    Liang Wanqiu flipped through the script, but couldn't read a single word.

    She was thinking again.

    Thinking about it before I remembered what I was doing tonight? She is stewing old duck soup.

    Her duck soup.

    Liang Wanqiu picked up the phone and looked at it, an hour has passed.

    She put the script on the bed, stepped on the slippers and ran out, opened the door, rushed to the living room a few steps, and saw the back of the kitchen with a spatula cooking vegetables.

    Liang Wanqiu stopped, why?

    Why? She kissed her, nothing happened, she was just thinking about it, shy, and felt that she couldn't face her anymore.

    But this person who did bad things has no influence at all.

    She's not shy.

    It looks like nothing happened.

    Wait for her to ask her to eat, she will lose her temper and stop eating.

    The last green vegetable was fried with thin smoke and smoke, and placed on a plate. She brought the plate to the table and looked at the other dishes that were placed.

    The bouquet of flowers was placed on the mahogany cabinet next to it by the thin smoke.

    Thin Yanyan went to get the tableware and chopsticks for the two of them, and poured water for the two of them. She went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and took off her apron by the way.

    "Sister, it's time for dinner." Bo Yanyan stood at Liang Wanqiu's door and knocked on the door twice, but there was no response.

    She pushed gently, but the door was unlocked.

    She looked inside and saw Liang Wanqiu lying on the big bed, a light blue dress covering her slender and exquisite body, the exposed calf was very beautiful, and the two feet were still there Shaking.

    The thin smoke slowly walked over, deliberately making a small noise.

    The person on the bed didn't respond, pretended not to hear.

    "Sister." Thin Yanyan said in a low voice, "It's time to eat."

    Liang Wanqiu buried his head in the white air-conditioning quilt and asked sullenly, "What are you doing here?"

    Thin smoke sat down on the bed: "I told you to eat, after dinner, we still have a lot of things to do."

    Liang Wanqiu blushed: "Who wants to do bad things with you."

    The thin smoke was stunned, and soon, she laughed.

    She also lay down, lying beside Liang Wanqiu, and touched Liang Wanqiu's arm with her elbow, when Liang Wanqiu looked over, Bo Yanyan pointed to her delicate cheek and said: "Then kiss me too."

    Liang Wanqiu stared at her blankly for a long while: "You are so thick-skinned."

    She turned away, not wanting to look at her.

      warm.

     A loud bang, like an explosion somewhere, exploded in Liang Wanqiu's mind.

    She looked at the thin smoke, and stared at her like that, her eyes were round.

    Pin Yanyan smiled playfully: "Sister must be calling me scum again in her heart."

    Liang Wanqiu blushed and retorted: "I don't."

      ? That's why you deleted me?"