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

Lin Qinghe turned around, and the person he had been thinking about was standing in front of him.

Looking at him with a sweet smile.

"Ning...long time no see."

Ning Jiaoyan looked at the dazed Lin Qinghe, then suddenly went over to take the strawberries beside him and said, "Yeah, you missed me, didn't you?"

The man was frightened and took a step back nervously.

With so many people around, Ning Jiaoyan couldn't get close to him, but just looking at him with her burning gaze could convey her emotions. "Teacher Lin, are you nervous?"

Lin Qinghe shook her head, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed helplessly, "Student Ning, don't tease the teacher like this."

Ning Jiaoyan found this amusing. She really liked his serious demeanor. It was obvious that he missed her so much, and wanted to see her so much that he even went to her house.

But when he was teased, he seemed to have no such thoughts.

She pretended to be bored and her smile disappeared, a hint of disappointment in her words. "Okay, I was wrong. When I heard that I had been to your home, I thought you missed me. It turns out you were really talking about school. I was just being sentimental."

Lin Qinghe pursed her lips slightly. What was he going to say? That wasn't what he meant.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ning Jiaoyan moved her feet and pretended to leave. "I've already said hello. Don't you have anything else to say to your students? If you go to college, you may...may not have many opportunities to see your teachers. I have always known that you are persistent, but I shouldn't have kept forcing you."

"wait... ..."

Ning Jiaoyan looked up at him, her eyes filled with reluctance and shaky determination, "... I will slowly forget you, teacher."

Without waiting for the man to respond, she quickly walked away.

First, she was deliberately trying to stir up Lin Qinghe's emotions.

Second, there were many people in this kind of occasion, and as the future daughter-in-law of the Jing family in the eyes of most people, it was not appropriate for her to talk to an adult man for too long.

Throughout the banquet, everyone was toasting each other, the strong aroma of wine and the fragrance of cosmetics lingered, and time passed quickly in the jeweled environment.

Ning Jiaoyan followed her elders and greeted them with a smile, and did not look for Lin Qinghe again.

But there was always a pair of eyes staring at her like a shadow, and the initial helplessness and sadness gradually turned into loss and anxiety, and finally into endless regret and self-blame.

It was almost time. Ning Jiaoyan looked at her parents, who were already chatting and laughing with other elders. No one was paying attention to her. She slowly left the banquet and walked into the pavilion on the left.

This place was about two hundred meters from the banquet hall, and shaded by a variety of flowers and green trees, it was even quieter. The sounds from the banquet hall could still be heard faintly, but they were negligible.

Ning Jiaoyan looked at the flowers blooming in front of her, stretched out her jade-white fingers and gently stroked them. From a distance, they really did have a sense of sad and frustrated beauty.

Ning Jiaoyan's ears twitched slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up. Someone was coming.

Getting closer and closer, the girl's slender back looked light and thin in the moonlight. She seemed to be admiring the flowers in front of her. Before he could go over, he saw the girl frowning and a hint of anger rising in her eyes. She grasped the flower tightly in her palm with some feminine hostility, and as if she was angry, she imitated the rude action and pulled the flower down.

"Sigh~"

As if she had scratched her hand, the girl frowned with annoyance, complaining in a tearful voice, "Even you bully me, am I so easy to bully? If you don't like me, I'll take you off. It makes me upset just looking at you."

"You actually hurt me, I will have you all uprooted tomorrow!"

"Why don't you like me? What's wrong with me? You've rejected me time and time again. Do you really think there are no other good men who like me? You said it wasn't possible before, using the excuse of being a teacher and a student, and then using your fiancée as an excuse. Wait, I'll try to seduce teachers when I go to college. I believe not all teachers are as unromantic as you, Lin Qinghe."

As she spoke, she began to cry softly. She slowly squatted down and looked at the small ball. Lin Qinghe felt so distressed.

"But this isn't right. If you don't like someone, just don't provoke them, okay?"

He approached her and squatted down as well, "I heard everything you said."

The little girl sobbed softly and ignored him for a long time.

"Mr. Ning."

ignore.

"Ning Jiaoyan."

ignore.

“… Jiaojiao.”

Still ignored.

He felt shy just calling her by her nickname. This was the last time he went to her house and heard her parents call her that. Nicknames are always used by those close to them. Lin Qinghe softened his gaze and looked at the small ball in front of him.

"Jiaojiao?"

The little girl stopped crying and gently looked up at him. Lin Qinghe smiled, "Jiaojiao."

Hearing his voice, the little girl immediately lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "You are not allowed to call me that. You should just call me classmate Ning, Teacher Lin!"

Lin Qinghe felt that the little girl was so cute and lovable. Hearing the resistance in her words, her heart inevitably hurt. "Jiaojiao, I know you are angry. This is all my fault."

"What's wrong? Teacher Lin is a man of high moral character and conduct. How could he be wrong?"

Lin Qinghe: "Of course, I'm still deceiving myself even though I clearly like her. I clearly miss her terribly, but I'm like a mute in front of the person I love, unable to express my longing. I'm also very stupid. The girl I love is so angry that she wants to break up with me... I don't know how to comfort her."

"Don't you think so? My beloved girl."

The summer evening breeze is warm, and the flowers passing by give it a touch of romantic fragrance. The leaves rustle, and the moon is silver like a waterfall.

The man's voice was gentle, "Why aren't you talking? My beloved girl."

Ning Jiaoyan raised her head, her tear-stained face slightly reddened. "Who is your beloved girl, you idiot?"

"You forgot to mention one thing just now. What if the girl you love doesn't like you anymore and wants to find someone else?"

Lin Qinghe's heart ached slightly. After a moment of silence, he took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the remaining tears from Ning Jiaoyan's face. "What should I do? I can only go to the girl I love and express my feelings to her, to keep her and ask her not to like anyone else."

"I don't believe she doesn't like me anymore because she's actually a willful little liar."

The little girl was already excited, her eyes following him, "What if I don't forgive you? I'll find someone else to like. Someone else might be better than Teacher Lin!"

She did not ignore any expression on his face. She was a little disappointed. Lin Qinghe did not show any big expression. He was gentle, but a little bland.

Ning Jiaoyan blinked and sighed in her heart. It must have been very embarrassing for him to say these words.

It seems that Teacher Lin can only develop to this extent today.

She was about to let him go, but he suddenly spoke, "Then what kind of person do you want to like next?"

"what?"

"Oh, didn't I tell you that I'm definitely going to like someone who's even more handsome, taller, and more knowledgeable than Teacher Lin? What, Teacher Lin, do you have any objections?"

She didn't know how proud she was now. "I just asked unnecessary questions. I don't need to ask Teacher Lin's opinion at all."

Ning Jiaoyan was stunned when she saw that he was still silent, and subconsciously dodged the hand on her face, "Well, I'm leaving. The scenery here is nice. Teacher Lin, you can stay here if you want."

She stood up, and Lin Qinghe took back the handkerchief and stood up as well.

The soft moonlight shining on his face had a tranquil beauty.

Ning Jiaoyan adjusted the hem of her skirt, her eyes bright and joyful, as if all the previous depression and sadness had disappeared. "Teacher Lin, I'm leaving now. Bye~"

She walked away and her hand was suddenly grabbed by someone. Her eyes rolled around. He really couldn't stand it.

Which man can withstand such excitement from the one he loves?

Gentlemen are no exception.

"Teacher Lin, why are you holding my hand? Men and women shouldn't touch each other, and teachers and students shouldn't..."

“Ah! Uh… Uh…”

Lin Qinghe looked too calm, staring at her intently, "You said you were going to find someone else, who?"

After finally breathing, Ning Jiaoyan coughed uncomfortably twice, tears welling up in her eyes. "What's it to you? I can find whoever I want. How dare you treat me like this? I can find whoever I want!"

"Anyway, I just won't look for you... Um—"

Lin Qinghe protected the back of her head and said in a low voice, "What now?"

"Asshole, I won't look for you."

He pressed on again, and when Ning Jiaoyan said "It's not him", he punished her. He was not one of those tough people at heart. His heart was softened by crying, so how could he have the courage to be tough? He became more gentle each time.

It is said that men are innately good at this. Our teacher Lin, who would blush at the slightest teasing, has now become a veteran in the love field. Ning Jiaoyan was kissed so hard that she became as soft as a puddle of water in someone's arms.

Lin Qinghe seemed to be eating honey, she was too drunk.

He stopped asking, and his words became gentle yet overbearing, "I won't allow you to find someone else..."

After all this fuss, he also understood the little girl's arrogant nature. Those words were said deliberately for him to hear. He was really getting worse and worse. Without any provocation, he fell for the little girl's verbal capriciousness.

"If you don't let me go, Lin Qinghe, you are a beast in human clothing. You were just pretending before, but now this is your true face~"

"Why don't you allow it? You are just my teacher."

A beast in human clothing?

Lin Qinghe chuckled as he listened, and suddenly remembered the conversation he had with someone. Looking at the pitiful look of the little girl with tearful eyes, he hugged her even tighter. He really was a "beast" just now.

"Yes, yes, Jiaojiao is right. Can I apologize to Jiaojiao? It's all my fault. I'm a beast—"

Ning Jiaoyan suddenly raised her face and looked at him fiercely, "You still say that, you are a beast, you broke my lip, it hurts so much!"

Looking closely, the cherry-like lips were extremely delicate, with some deep and some shallow.

Lin Qinghe's ears turned red. "Yes, I see. Then let me blow it for you?"

It was a questioning tone, but he had already blown it gently.

It really took half her life. If she didn't get it, she would be like a piece of wood. Now that she got it, it was like the wood had become a spirit, which made her feel itchy inside.

Ning Jiaoyan raised her foot and turned her head away from him. When Lin Qinghe chased after her and tried to comfort her, she kicked little Lin Qinghe with great skill.

The man's body trembled, and the gentleness in his eyes changed. After a moment of silence, he said in a hoarse voice: "Jiaojiao, what were you doing just now?"

Ning Jiaoyan felt a little guilty, "I didn't do anything, Lin Qinghe, please let me go quickly, or someone will see us."

"I'm going to lose all my face."

?

Lin Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly. Could it be that Jiaojiao really didn't mean it?

From the paintings Jiaojiao drew for him, Lin Qinghe knew that she was knowledgeable about matters between men and women, and he also knew that her courage had nothing to do with her well-behaved appearance, and she was very bold.

Lin Qinghe held her face and made her look him straight in the face. "Why are you hiding? Where did Jiaojiao learn to paint like that?"

"Why do you care where I learned this? Are you going to lecture me like an old fogy guy?"

Taking advantage of her anger, Ning Jiaoyan deliberately kicked him again, and then pushed him away while he was distracted. "I'm leaving, Lin Qinghe. I'll hold a grudge against you when I go back."

Lin Qinghe had never experienced this feeling before. An electric current passed through his spine and he felt like his brain was going to break. He looked over and saw the girl's provocative and excited expression.

He stared at her feet, which were already covered by her skirt, and closed his eyes.

"Jiaojiao."

Ning Jiaoyan pinched the hem of her skirt and smiled ostentatiously, with a hint of malice, "I'll come to see you again in the next few days. If you don't let me paint, I will. Besides, I've completely replaced your previous appearance."

The two affectionate little mice, who seemed to have stolen some candy, ate enough honey while everything was quiet, and returned to the hall safely.

The banquet was just reaching its climax, and cheerful music had already been played. Ning Jiaoyan listened carefully and realized it was the birthday song. She quietly stood behind her parents and sang along.

She looked up inadvertently and met Lin Qinghe's gaze. She pursed her lips and glared at him shyly and angrily, her eyes moving with a cold look shooting straight at her.

Ning Jiaoyan raised her eyebrows, pretending not to see Jing Luying's gaze.

After the birthday cake, the party turned into a dance. Fortunately, her status was not suitable for dancing in this occasion, and she really didn't want to dance.

I just took a bite of the cake, it was sweet and greasy, and suddenly I missed the desserts I used to eat.

Lin Qinghe originally wanted to leave, not because he was not good at dancing, but because he was reluctant to leave.

Standing in the dark and looking at the smiling little girl sitting on a chair in the distance, she was well-behaved and obedient at this time.

He looks silly, which is very cute.

Ning Jiaoyan knew that he was looking at her. She had originally wanted to eat him tonight, but it seemed that she was not keeping up with the progress.

He didn't know whether he had come to his senses after being stepped on twice just now. Ning Jiaoyan stroked the camellia embroidered on her skirt and smiled. She would take off his clothes tomorrow without waiting.

Ning Jiaoyan licked the cream left on her fingertips. She really wanted to eat cake.

Xiao 8 has become much less talkative since she came here. Now Dian Liu Xing has even sent her a book on cake making.

[Do it yourself and live a comfortable life—the essential secrets for a dog-licker.]

This was out of control, and a lot of dog-licking secrets appeared in my mind.

[Xiao 8, you are crazy!]