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

Ning Jiaoyan was held tightly in the man's arms, and her screams that came from time to time were suppressed artificially.

She felt like she was shaking like a sieve, sweating profusely, her whole body wet. Unable to bear the thought of this stuffy man speaking, she had to step hard on the back of his foot with her heels to dissipate some of the irritation and anger.

Zhao An's brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, and his eyes were a little blurred.

Glancing at the tightly clenched little hand on the black sleeve, Zhao An also lowered his head to bite it, not biting hard, "Little darling, now it's really confirmed, specifically put force on my wound."

Ning Jiaoyan, unwilling to be outdone, stood on tiptoe and bit his neck. She shrank her body and responded softly, "Sir, didn't you confirm it just now? It's me~"

Zhao An also met her clear watery eyes. The tip of her cute nose was dyed a lovely pink. Her wet hair stuck to her jade-white face, which made him feel nervous.

She cursed in a deep voice and increased the speed of her hands, "What a little bitch, you deserve to be punished by a man!"

Ning Jiaoyan stepped harder on him and lowered her voice, "You deserve it. Who told you to hurt me first?"

After all, it was a hospital, with so many people around that there were no real weapons. During the time, one or two people passed by and they all consciously kept silent, especially her, who tensed up. After they left, the man was still whispering vulgar words in her ear.

After a long time, the two separated.

Zhao An obviously had no intention of letting her go, and forced her to leave her contact information before reluctantly leaving.

Ning Jiaoyan was feeling very uncomfortable. This sultry man had left his handkerchief on her "body." After walking a few steps, she felt extremely uncomfortable. She couldn't appear in front of others immediately. Fortunately, the bathroom was not far away, so she tidied her clothes and hair.

I washed my face with cold water several times before I could get rid of the heat and blush on my face.

The most difficult part was what was inside her clothes. She pulled out the handkerchief, and a strong aroma filled the bathroom stall. Given the reality of the situation, she folded it hastily and put it on her body.

Otherwise, the feeling of being cold and wet is really uncomfortable.

She had to go home quickly.

"Auntie Yun, I might need to go back and change my clothes first. I accidentally bumped into someone just now... and got my clothes dirty."

It was nothing, just a basin of water splashed on her skirt. Aunt Yun saw her like this and immediately asked her to go back out of pity, and asked Jing Luying to see her off.

Ning Jiaoyan looked at Jing Luying, who was sitting with her head down, and was about to speak, "It's okay... I can do it myself—"

Jing Luying stood up suddenly in silence and said, "Let's go. I'll take you there."

Ning Jiaoyan sat in the passenger seat, staring straight ahead, her coat still warm. Neither of them spoke. This time, the car was driving quite smoothly, which meant...slowly.

She poured herself with cold water, which was actually quite cool on a summer night. However, her clothes were sticking to her body, and there were some things left after she and Zhao An played around, so she still felt quite uncomfortable.

Turning to look at the man driving seriously, he asked, "Um... can you drive faster?"

Jing Luying's fingers tightened on the steering wheel, and she quickly caught sight of a cold light. She pushed her long legs forward and the car sped up. Ning Jiaoyan steadied herself, sensing a hint of grievance in that cold light. But she really wanted to get home quickly, so she didn't ask any further questions.

When I arrived at the door, there were two lit lanterns hanging outside. On the left and right were stone lions. Their ferocious faces became a little cuter under the red light.

Ning Jiaoyan opened her suit jacket and was about to stand up when she heard a clang and someone grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the back of the car.

What does he want to do?

When he looked up, the calmness and confusion on his face had been replaced by panic, "Jing Luying, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

The boy's bright black eyes were filled with some grievance, and he held her tightly in his arms without saying anything.

"Jing Luying, you bastard, how could you hug me? Men and women shouldn't touch each other. What do you want to do? You're crazy. You're...trying to kill me."

Jing Luying listened to the girl's whispered curses in her ear and began to cry softly. A hint of anticipation and uneasiness rose in her heart. She moved her lips and said, "Ning Jiaoyan, do you really have to marry Big Brother?"

The girl cried but immediately replied, "Of course, I love Brother Lu Ming the most. Don't try to ruin my reputation this way. I thought you were upset and tried to comfort you, but you're simply repaying kindness with hatred!"

Jing Luying laughed mockingly and replied, "Yes, I am a bastard. I just don't want you to be my sister-in-law."

He looked up at her sparkling little face, a hint of anticipation still in his eyes. He asked cautiously, "Then... do you want to know why?"

Ning Jiaoyan started to argue with him, her eyes widening. "Of course it's because you hate me, Jing Luying, you're not a human being, let me go! This is my doorstep, and you dare to do this to me at my doorstep? Believe it or not, if I yell at you, you're done!"

Jing Luying and she were no longer on the same page. He murmured dejectedly, "I knew this was all my imagination. What am I expecting?"

 …

Just like that, the two of them stared at each other in a stalemate for a long time.

It was probably because of the thing under her that she moved uncomfortably. A strong fragrance spread between the two of them, and Ning Jiaoyan stopped moving.

Anyone who has had that smell will probably recognize it.

... ...Jing Luying should still be a young boy, right?

But he frowned and lowered his head to smell it.

Oh my god, this makes my face blush.

"What's that smell? It smells so good. It's sweet and has the rich aroma of boiled milk..."

Still asking?

Ning Jiaoyan didn't dare to speak. She quickly changed the subject, "What are you talking about? Let me go. What are you smelling? Do you want to be a gangster? I will really scream."

Jing Luying looked up at her questioningly and said confidently, "Is that milk spilled on you?"

"no!"

Her mouth was faster than her brain. Ning Jiaoyan really wanted to slap herself in the face. This was obviously a very good reason, but she just thought about refuting it.

Both of them were stunned.

Ning Jiaoyan turned her face away. "...What's there to ask? I'm a woman, and I bathe in milk every day. It's good for my skin. You're a man, why should I explain this to you? Jing Luying, let me go! I'm really going to scream. Don't push me."

I don't know what tickled his funny bone, but he started laughing in a good mood.

Then I got the answer from his words, "You didn't explain to me, didn't you?"

"Women are trouble. Bathing with milk... you think you're bread? You're wasting food. Many people haven't even had milk."

Upon hearing this, the young lady's inherent class consciousness was exposed. "It's none of my business if they can't drink milk. Whether I buy milk for drinking or bathing has nothing to do with them. If they can't afford it, I'll reward them with some! But... if you want to drink fresh milk, forget it!"

Jing Luying looked at her proud and arrogant attitude, and a tingling electric current passed through her body.

It was strange, he used to hate her like this the most.

How could a down-and-out noblewoman act so arrogantly in this new society? She hadn't even met her brother yet, so why did she consider herself their sister-in-law and elder? The world had turned upside down, so why was she still so ignorant?

... ...There were so many things he hated, and he thought he would never like her in his life.

As a result, he likes it very much now.

"Princess, do you mean to give them the milk you bathed them in?"

Ning Jiaoyan: "So what? This is a bargain for them! I'm a princess."

"A fairy-like princess."

She emphasized again.

She thought he was going to refute and scold her, but unexpectedly - "Of course they can't get it easy, can I get it easy?"

"Gege is as precious as gold and jade, and as beautiful as a fairy. Not only the milk she bathed in, but even her bath water is like nectar, which must be very delicious."

Hmm, Ning Jiaoyan was stunned.

The handkerchief got wet again.

Perhaps it was because of the mood and excitement that the fragrance became stronger instead of weaker.

This kid is too hot.

No, she must go.

He replied in a hurry, "Psycho!"

She pushed him away while he wasn't paying attention and crawled out of the car.

Ning Jiaoyan, like a ghost, ran away with her skirt in her hand, knocking hard on the door. "Open the door quickly! Where did everyone go?"

Half an hour later.

Ning Jiaoyan closed her eyes and rested in the bathtub. Her body was surrounded by warm water and she temporarily forgot about the embarrassment of the day.

"Princess, do you want more milk today?"

It’s really a matter of which pot should not be opened.

Ning Jiaoyan opened her eyes and looked at the little Narcissus holding a milk jug. The girl was cute and sweet, wearing a maid's outfit of green satin. Her round eyes looked at her sincerely and cutely.

He sighed, "I've already brought it here, let's put some in."

Why was she influenced by that boy? Ning Jiaoyan calmed down and asked about the things she had entrusted to Narcissus.

As Shuixian wiped her body, she said, "Don't worry, Gege. I handed all those things over to my eldest brother. My eldest brother is honest and kind, and he is a man of justice. Many people trust him with their tasks. Besides, I followed my eldest brother to the mountain and buried the things according to Gege's instructions."

"When the time comes, I'll take the things out with my elder brother and hand them over to Gege."

Ning Jiaoyan touched the jade on her neck, and the lustrous touch extended through her fingertips into the deeper veins.

"By the way, Princess, a gentleman came to our house today and personally delivered your graduation certificate. I think he was your teacher? I was right next to him when he was talking to the prince and his wife."

The teacher is Lin Qinghe.

He even came here, it seems he missed her.

She hasn't been to his house since she left last time, and Teacher Lin is worried.

Ning Jiaoyan: "What else did he say?"

"It's about some things about Gege's schooling. She was asking which university she planned to apply to. She said that with her grades, she could get into any university!"

Ning Jiaoyan frowned when she thought about going to college. "My father and mother didn't mention anything else, right?"

For example, marriage.

Narcissus tilted her head and thought for a moment. "The prince and his wife were both overjoyed. They didn't say anything, just asked about the application time and sent the teacher away. Princess, you're truly amazing!"

Don't be so awesome, she almost got exposed.

Uncle Jing is ill. Although it is not a serious illness, the Jing family has notified Jing Luming just in case. It is estimated that Jing Luming will come back early.

She had thought that apart from this incident, the Jing family wouldn't hold a large birthday party for Jing Luying and Jing Feicui, but she hadn't expected several more guests. On the day of the birthday party, all kinds of gorgeously dressed people entered the Jing family. The meal was a fusion of Chinese and Western cuisine, with red wine steak and a Manchu Han banquet. The most eye-catching thing was the large custom-made cake.

Jing Luying and Jing Feicui were both dressed up extraordinarily beautifully and energetically today. They stood at the door with the two elders of the Jing family to welcome the guests. Ning Jiaoyan also stood behind Aunt Yun.

She has tried to reduce her presence as much as possible, but it cannot prevent people from being curious about her.

She was dressed very gently today, with a camellia pattern embroidered on her face. Her face was plain, with only her lips stained with rouge. She stood there quietly like a quietly blooming flower.

Her position was to secretly tell those people that she was the future daughter-in-law of the Jing family.

Fortunately, I contacted Yi Yingchuan today and he couldn't come today.

There were some problems that needed to be dealt with at the factory, and even if he came, she would not be standing here at that time.

She really wasn't used to being looked at like a monkey. Everyone they knew who passed by would say something to Aunt Yun and glance at her. She couldn't show any dissatisfaction and had to keep smiling like a fool who had won a battle.

"This is... Yaoyao, you're so beautiful. You've found a good wife—your Luying and Feicui..."

Only then did she understand that the more sick Uncle Jing was, the more grand the birthday party had to be. They were looking for future wives and husbands for Jing Luying and Jing Feicui, and they were looking for suitable in-laws.

Ning Jiaoyan glanced at Jing Feicui and Jing Luying who looked unhappy. It seemed that the two of them knew it, so they were both smiling with their lips but not their eyes.

Her eyes were bright, and she spotted Lin Qinghe who was about to approach and seemed to be greeting someone.

He is their teacher, so they really need to invite him.

Is she having trouble thinking lately?

It happened that a noble lady was discussing her identity with Auntie Yun, so she went forward and pretended to be shy, "Auntie Yun, I want to go find my parents."

Aunt Yun held the lady's hand and said, "She's still a little girl after all, so shy... If Lu Ming was here, she wouldn't..."

Then he agreed to her with a loving look on his face.

Lin Qinghe wore a different suit from last time. Although it was neat, it looked like an old style.

He probably didn't like this occasion either, and the way he tried so hard to fit in was really funny.

Ning Jiaoyan still understood him, and he came here according to etiquette. There were not many people here who knew him.

Ning Jiaoyan walked out from the darkness and stood behind him. "Teacher Lin, long time no see."

Lin Qinghe thought he was hallucinating. He hadn't heard the playful "Teacher Lin" for a long time.

"Teacher Lin, can you turn around and look at me?"

It's not an auditory hallucination, she is the only one who would call like that.

Like calling...my dear brother.