Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

Lin Qinghe was very cautious. He opened the door and pulled her in, but he still closed the door first.

Ning Jiaoyan curled her lips in the darkness and hugged him from behind. "Teacher Lin, why did you close the door? I have to go back later."

The girl's smug words were filled with speculation. Lin Qinghe's ears and cheeks felt hot when she heard it. He didn't mean that.

"Classmate Ning, I didn't..." Lin Qinghe's mind was a little confused. He had never thought that he could be so close to her, and he couldn't tell her the real reason.

Before he could finish his words, he apologized.

"I missed my appointment today. I'm sorry."

Ning Jiaoyan rested her face softly against his back and said sympathetically, "It's okay. Teacher Lin must have had something urgent to do. I believe that even if I don't come to see her tonight, she will... find a chance to explain everything to me, right?"

Lin Qinghe felt a pang of relief in his heart, and he followed the girl's words and replied, "Yes, I will come find you."

Ning Jiaoyan had a bad intention, "So, what does the teacher want me to do tonight?"

"Teacher, I graduated."

Although the words were incoherent, they all knew what they meant.

Ning Jiaoyan tightened her grip around him. He hadn't turned away for so long, so she started playing with the buttons on his shirt. In the darkness, the only sound was the melody of their breathing. Their bodies pressed together, Ning Jiaoyan could feel his heartbeat accelerating.

No wonder she took advantage of the situation—"Teacher, are you going to confess your feelings to me?"

"Why doesn't the teacher speak?"

She stopped what she was doing and put her small hand into the gap between the buttons. At the same time, the man's hot and rough hand covered her like a pure lover, "Don't do this... Ning classmate."

Ning Jiaoyan pretended to be surprised, "What's wrong with me?"

She laughed out loud, sounding sweet, and then took her hand away. He probably thought she would stop making trouble, but she took the opportunity to put her little hand in his palm and secretly intertwined their fingers.

"Ning Jiaoyan!"

He was anxious.

His palms clenched as he stammered, "You... this is too much."

Ning Jiaoyan felt aggrieved. "Don't you like it? I thought you did. Teacher, please don't be angry. I won't be so presumptuous anymore. Just take it out..."

After she finished speaking, she slowly pulled her hand out.

What an idiot! He didn't even take the initiative to hold her hand... ...he obviously didn't want to let her go.

Ning Jiaoyan not only let go of his hand, but also let go of his waist, put some distance between them and took two steps back.

Lin Qinghe felt a little disappointed when he noticed the girl's actions. He turned around and saw that the girl's eyes were extremely bright even in the dark.

Unconsciously, they stared at each other for a few seconds until the girl glanced away.

"Won't the teacher light the lamp?"

He looked around. What was he doing? He had been back for so long that he had forgotten to turn on the light. Only after the girl reminded him did Lin Qinghe go to the light switch. With a click, the light returned to his eyes with the sound of the filament burning. The girl stood before him, her beautiful face becoming clearer and clearer under the light.

Lin Qinghe turned around and asked her, "Would you like to eat me?"

Ning Jiaoyan watched him take off his windbreaker over his long gown and walk towards the kitchen. She pricked up her ears to listen to him talking about random things, anyway, something related to food.

She also looked at where Lin Qinghe lived.

This was a nice little apartment, a bit older. He looked at the family portrait on the wall and put his fingertips on it. This must have been left to him by his parents, as he was the only child in the family.

In the photo, a kind couple is holding a cute little boy in their arms. One can vaguely see the shadow of his childhood on his face now.

She peeked inside again; it looked like she wouldn't be getting any meat today. It didn't seem right to bully their son right after meeting his parents.

Moreover, our teacher Lin is such a gentleman.

She would be shy for a long time just holding hands, and she would burn with excitement just by kissing.

The house looked quite clean, evidently well-maintained. Ning Jiaoyan walked around until she reached Lin Qinghe's study. She was stunned by the books filling the room, then smiled and picked up a book on the table, flipping through it. "He's a real nerd..."

Look what she found. Ning Jiaoyan curled the corners of her lips and pressed her thumb on a corner of the paper - her calligraphy.

The paper was already very flat. The "Lin Qinghe" in the painting had half-open eyes, lying in disheveled clothes in a white space, holding a piece of lotus-white calf in his hand, but the person was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Qinghe must have finished cooking the noodles and came to look for her when she couldn't see her. Ning Jiaoyan heard some hurried footsteps and looked up. A panicked man was looking at the book in her hand.

Ning Jiaoyan spoke first, "I didn't expect that the teacher would be so interested in Western love stories. I've already read this story, so we can discuss it."

She calmly closed the book, pretended not to notice what he had hidden, and walked out.

The noodles cooked by Lin Qinghe were very fragrant. Ning Jiaoyan took a bite of the poached egg and looked up at Lin Qinghe who was still staring at her. "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"

There was indeed something, and the corners of her mouth were stained with the runny fried egg.

But Lin Qinghe didn't want to remind her, nor did he want to wipe it off for her. He thought such a girl was obedient and cute. He felt very bad, lowered his head, took out his handkerchief, and said softly: "Wipe it off."

Ning Jiaoyan thought it was something else, but her silly and shy look made her laugh.

She was reaching out to take it when there was a sudden knock on the door. The dull and continuous sound broke the peaceful atmosphere at the moment, and a deliberately lowered voice said something incomprehensible.

Ning Jiaoyan, who was hiding in Lin Qinghe's bedroom, naturally knew that it was a secret code.

Anyone who came to see Lin Qinghe so late at night must be a friend or someone from the organization. Coincidentally, she also knew this person - Zhao An.

It’s been such a long time coming.

Ning Jiaoyan rolled over on the not-so-soft bed and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already late. She had already come up with a reason in her mind for staying out all night, then she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Dancing wasn't tiring, but using her spiritual energy was still a bit much for her, especially twice. If she hadn't been thinking about Lin Qinghe, she would have fallen asleep long ago.

In the living room, Lin Qinghe and Zhao An also sat opposite each other.

"It's so late, and you're still here, aren't you afraid of attracting attention? Last time you had an accident, those people still haven't given up on arresting you. If you weren't lucky enough to be rescued... ...Tell me what happened?"

Zhao An also glanced at the man opposite him and said, "You chant sutras as soon as you meet me. You should become a monk."

Her eyes swept over the white bowl in front of him, "Noodles are ready, I'll go get a bowl to eat."

Lin Qinghe thought of something and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Zhao An also glanced around and looked at the figure in the kitchen. This... Lin Qinghe was hiding someone. He had been cooking alone all these years, so how could there be a second bowl of food?

He twitched his nostrils, the air thick with the aroma of flour. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to smell the familiar scent of his daughter. His wounds hadn't fully healed yet, and the faint aroma brought back vague memories, a tingling sensation in the quietly growing tissue. A familiar impulse surged through his body, and he unconsciously pursed his lips.

The sticky touch in his memory oppressed his nerves. No matter how hard he tried to recall, he could only see a blurry picture. She... ran so fast.

"what happened to you?"

Lin Qinghe put down the bowl, thinking that Zhao An's old injury had relapsed.

"Your injury can't be allowed to continue like this. Even after the wound heals, the scar needs to be removed. There's an old Chinese doctor in Osprey Street. I'll go get you some medicine tomorrow to regenerate the skin and remove the scar."

"Long-winded."

Zhao An also took out an English book from his arms and said, "Everything is in there. You can sort it out yourself later."

He looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him, his eyes turning upwards, "You... you have a girlfriend?"

Lin Qinghe paused. He didn't blush at the man before him, but only the tips of his ears crimsoned. He understood that since he had discovered it, there was no need to hide it. He clenched his fist and put it under his lips to cover his face. "She knows nothing."

Zhao An also picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of noodles elegantly. "So you really are hiding a woman. I thought I smelled it wrong. Don't blame me for not warning you, Qinghe. If the news leaks out, I will kill her."

Lin Qinghe's body trembled. "Don't mess around. She doesn't know you, and you don't know her. She's just a little girl who's still in school. Don't touch her!"

A smile appeared on Zhao An's gentle face. "You are angry, what a devil. It seems that you really like her. But..."

His eyes were full of teasing. "You like a little girl? How young is she? Don't be a beast."

Lin Qinghe frowned, a little unhappy, "Shut up."

吆～

Still angry.

He started maintaining it before he even got married. It seems he really likes it.

Zhao An also looked at the closed door. Maybe girls all like to use perfume with this scent. He was... suspicious.

Ning Jiaoyan slept for a very long time. She actually slept in Lin Qinghe's bed at his home all night.

She looked at the quilt and intact clothes on her body, moved her feet... they were smooth. He took off her shoes and washed her feet.

"Ha ha……"

Ning Jiaoyan smiled softly, like a bluebell in the morning sun, with crystal dewdrops dotted between the goose yellow stamens, and the dewdrops fell down when the breeze blew.

"You're awake... Come and eat."

A moment later, Ning Jiaoyan came out of the bathroom, her black hair draped over her shoulders, and her fair face gleamed in the warm light. Lin Qinghe was stunned.

Although Ning Jiaoyan didn't get to eat the meat, Lin Qinghe looked like she was completely captivated. It would take some time for her to become a married woman, so there was no rush.

He wanted to be a gentleman, but she was not a chaste woman.

Lin Qinghe was very good to her. Even though he had been staying with her for just one night, he still thought about her in everything. He must have gotten up very early and bought a lot of things for her.

But what does this mean? Do you treat her as your daughter?

It would be better to motivate him.

So Ning Jiaoyan left without even having breakfast.

Those rich and exquisite breakfasts were obviously prepared with great care and effort.

Walking on the busy street, I passed by a bun shop and bought two buns, eating them while walking.

Her outfit was a bit eye-catching, so she went to a clothing store to change out of her skirt. She randomly picked out a plain cheongsam and put it on, and also bought a pair of embroidered shoes for comfortable walking.

This is much lighter.

It was because women's clothing at that time was so scarce that trousers were not suitable to be worn alone. Otherwise, it would be more convenient to move around in trousers.

After eating two meat buns, she felt a little stale. On the wide street, she saw a coffee shop. Pushing the door open, she was greeted by the aroma of pure, rich coffee. She walked straight to the front desk and ordered an espresso latte.

I just didn't expect to meet the heroine here. She was wearing a waitress's uniform and was leaning over to talk to a foreign couple.

She looked much more graceful.

Although she is dressed as a waitress, the quality of her work clothes is good, making her look gentle and beautiful.

She speaks English, which I guess is why she can work here.

The hardworking bee heroine is beautiful, kind and smart.

It was obvious that she saw her when she turned around, and she looked as surprised as a rabbit.

Then, "I wonder if you still recognize me, young lady? Consider this latte as my treat to you, as an apology for what happened that night."

Ning Jiaoyan listened to her guilt-filled voice and looked at her with interest, smiling and saying, "You...it's okay, I forgot about it a long time ago."

Wen Yuwan was also nervous. She was not sure what these young ladies were thinking. After all, she looked really angry that time.

If she could avoid it, she would have avoided it, but if she was caught red-handed, she didn't know what the other person would think of her if she didn't apologize.

She is not one to avoid paying for her wrongdoings.

She was already lucky enough to get it. Mr. Jiang had introduced her to a job here, and the salary was many times higher than before. She didn't know if a cup of coffee could make up for it, but if it wasn't enough, she would pay...

Ning Jiaoyan never thought that she would imagine so much. Seeing Wen Yuwan standing in front of her for a long time, she thought something was wrong with her.

Just as I was wondering, I heard her say weakly: "...If it's not enough, I will compensate you."

Huh? Didn't she hear her answer just now?

Ning Jiaoyan observed her carefully. She behaved very cautiously. Her face looked aggrieved and pitiful, with a hint of worry between her brows and a slight redness at the corners of her eyes. She looked like she was feeling extremely guilty about doing something wrong... She looked very touching.

Uh……

Ning Jiaoyan held her forehead helplessly. Compared with those with talent, her usual attitude was quite pretentious.

She thought that the heroine was not acting like this on purpose, it was just her personality and she would not do this again in the future.

It’s not just talk that red energy nourishes people.

"It's okay, I accept this cup of coffee. It's a surprise to me that you still remember it."

"You are such a kind girl."

This time the heroine really heard it, and she raised her head with her eyes shining brightly.

Ning Jiaoyan blinked and turned her head away unnaturally, looking at her like a saint with a halo on her head.

No wonder the male and female protagonists are a perfect match. From some angles, they really look a good match.