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

Narcissus was a little confused, "Gege, are you unhappy?"

"Happy, how could I not be happy? Brother Luming is finally back, and I'm going to be his bride."

Ning Jiaoyan fiddled with the rose petals on the water, picked them up and covered her eyes with them. The crystal clear water droplets slid down her white arms and fell into the water, creating a shallow ripple.

Narcissus was stunned. Her princess was really... getting more and more beautiful.

Why is the eldest son of the Jing family so indifferent to Gege? It's really strange. She thought Gege was unhappy because of these things, so she quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, Gege. The eldest son of the Jing family may not have seen more of your good points yet. When you really marry him, he will definitely change his mind about you."

Ning Jiaoyan opened her eyes and turned her head slightly to look at her. "Silly girl, I don't need him to change his mind about me. I just want to marry him."

"It's the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. No one cares whether they really love each other or not."

Narcissus was a little confused and a little... shocked, but she couldn't explain why. She just thought her princess was still upset because Master Jing didn't like her, so she offered some comfort.

After changing her clothes, Ning Jiaoyan instructed her, "You don't need to bring the letters from the shop anymore."

Jing Luming is coming back, so she will have to go to the Jing family every day to "show her courtesy" in the next few days, waiting for the moment when Jing Luming returns to tell him how much she misses him and loves him.

When she arrived at the Jing family, she thought it would be boring. She would either drink tea with a group of noble ladies invited by Aunt Yun, or be entangled by Jing Luying and unable to get away.

Uh... I forgot, there is also Jing Feicui, that young lady with new ideas.

This child, for some unknown reason, became increasingly close to her, calling her "sister" all the time, and unconsciously found her cuter.

Ning Jiaoyan guessed that Jiang Yuzhou had let something slip, and Jing Feicui, being somewhat clever and alert, had caught on. Then, recalling her warnings and exhortations, she felt she had good intentions, and so she became close to her.

The girl was delicate and sweet-smelling, and felt soft when hugged, but she didn't mind her closeness.

The plot of this world is still more upright, and there are not many trivial family dregs. In the original plot, although the two brothers and sisters of the male protagonist did not like her, after the original body married Jing Luming, although they were not close, they still respected her on the surface.

The original self has old ideas and would never take the initiative to conflict with anyone. She is just jealous and mean and petty about things related to the male protagonist.

There is no conflict and it is not important, so it doesn't matter if she has a better relationship with them.

There are no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, no conflicts between sisters-in-law. Although her husband does not love her, he has good character, is rich, motivated, and has high beliefs. He also has the obligations to her as a couple and supports her with wealth... This is simply a paradise for married women.

Apart from dying early, the original girl had a pretty good life.

Suddenly, my desire to marry the male lead reached its peak.

However, being too close doesn't seem to be a good thing, especially with the troublesome Jing Luying. The reasons why he and Jing Feicui are close to her are completely different.

For example, now.

They had all finished junior high school and still had some time before they could enter a new university. Perhaps because they had just had a birthday party, the adults brought their children to meet them. The Jing family, for the sake of their children's future, wanted them to become even better.

Therefore, a Western fencing teacher was hired for Jing Luying, and some painting and other teachers were hired for Jing Feicui to cultivate her sentiments.

Since she came, she naturally participated in it and learned something.

They had just learned oil painting from Feicui in the morning, and things were quiet. In the afternoon, they had a French class, and the two siblings got together. They were now displeased with each other, but Ning Jiaoyan certainly didn't admit that it was because of her.

The French teacher was an intellectual and elegant middle-aged woman. Perhaps because she often interacted with the young masters and young ladies of various families, she turned a blind eye to many things and would not care about trivial matters like whispering.

"You came this morning, why didn't you come to see me? I behaved very well this morning."

You don't need to look to know that Jing Luying has a look of resentment and self-praise.

The two siblings looked at each other, and Jing Luying continued, "What's so good about taking oil painting classes? You're just like a painter."

The place where they had class was a bright room with glass walls on three sides. Outside was the back garden. Flowers of various colors were charmingly attached to the glass walls, and they were lazily illuminated by the sun, like elves who were unwilling to open their eyes to watch this farce.

Jing Feicui's eyes widened. "Jing Luying, what's wrong with you? Who is the painter? If you don't understand art, please stop instigating Sister Ning."

"You're talking about me, and I'm talking about you. Sister Ning went there just to see you? Your swordsmanship is so poor, be careful not to hurt me by mistake!"

Jing Luying casually threw a pen over and said, "You damn girl."

Jing Feicui was no less angry, "You damned brat."

"Sister Ning, please take care of him! He has made my clothes dirty~"

Jing Feicui still couldn't compete with Jing Luying, a scholar with a wealth of knowledge. Ning Jiaoyan took a closer look and saw a stain of ink on the hem of her white skirt. A quick glance revealed that the pen rolling on the ground was Jing Luying's.

Ning Jiaoyan glanced at him. The young man raised his eyebrows, smiled brightly, and said happily, "She deserves it."

Who made her always dominate you?

Jing Luying added silently in her heart.

The warm sunlight cast shadows on the ground, which gradually lengthened. The dazzling light shone on the girl's light green skirt, and the delicate crabapple blossoms on it seemed to come alive.

Jin Luying lay on the table and slowly supported his upper body. He watched her handle everything gently. The momentary chaos in the classroom disappeared in his ears, and there was only her in his eyes.

Ning Jiaoyan comforted Haojing Feicui and handed her over to her maid. Finally, she calmed down. She turned around and looked at Jing Luying, "You must be her biological brother, how could you tease your sister like this?"

The young man lowered his eyes lazily, "If you want to know the reason, come here and I'll tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his eyes, with a deep look of young love.

Oh?

Is he seducing her?

Where did you learn this posture?

Ning Jiaoyan took the opposite approach, "I won't go over there. I'm in class. Do you understand the importance of respecting teachers?"

The girl had a smile on her face, and the ripple of her skirt as she turned around seemed to touch his heart. A trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and he looked at the table between them. Suddenly, he stood up straight.

When he stood up, the tables and chairs made a noise, and the teacher and Ning Jiaoyan both looked at him.

Under the girl's puzzled gaze, he walked over to the seat next to her with his long legs and sat down, explaining loudly: "Teacher, the sun is shining in over there, I can't see clearly."

The teacher agreed with him and continued the class.

Ning Jiaoyan didn't believe it and turned to look at the blackboard. The teacher was also facing the blackboard and writing a series of French words.

At this moment, a warm and moist breath came close to her ear, and her ears felt hot after hearing what the person said.

Ning Jiaoyan turned away, pretending not to understand what he meant. "That can't be helped. You're a boy after all. Sister Feicui and I have more similar preferences."

"But, how old are you? Do you still want to fight for this?"

Jing Luying finally spoke out what was in her heart. Although she knew that her understanding was wrong, she still felt sweet in her heart.

His eyes were calm, "Of course I'll fight. I'll be jealous."

Ning Jiaoyan curled her lips. "You better not be lying. I don't know what you're planning, but since you're still behaving well, I'll be a spectator at your fencing class tomorrow, okay?"

Jing Luying thought she was going to say it was for the sake of her elder brother, but unexpectedly... ...Be good?

My heart felt like it was being caressed by a feather, but I still habitually retorted, "It's weird to say I'm good. Do you think I'm a dog?"

The tone was like that of a tiger whose teeth had been pulled out.

Ning Jiaoyan glanced at him unhappily and said slowly, "You can refuse."

Who understands? The girl's soft voice carries some casual and nonchalant hooks. Jing Luying almost can't wait to respond, "Why should I refuse? You must come!"

Look, the puppy is anxious.

Ning Jiaoyan nodded reservedly, "Yes, I will go."

Don't be fooled by his calm expression, he is actually very happy inside.

But the next day, she was not able to appreciate the puppy's heroic appearance. It was not because she broke the appointment on purpose, but because of force majeure, he himself did not even attend the class.

Because she and the Jing family went to the train station early in the morning.

Went to pick up Jing Luming.

He came back early.

There was a crowd of people, and the white steam rising from the locomotive was quite obvious in the refreshing morning. Ning Jiaoyan wanted to laugh when she saw it, and felt that this was quite similar to Jing Luying's current mood.

Jing Feicui took her arm and peeked into the crowd. She was sharp-eyed and spoke loudly, "Look, it's Big Brother!"

When the two male servants heard her voice, they immediately came forward and took the luggage from Jing Luming's hands.

Jing Luming walked towards them with the morning light behind him. He was about 1.89 meters tall and wore a brown windbreaker. He had a unique aura that made him stand out from the crowd.

Ning Jiaoyan immediately reverted to her original persona, gazing at the figure with anticipation, admiration, passion, and love. As the figure gradually approached, the light and shadow faded, and Ning Jiaoyan almost lost control of her facial expression.

The person is still the same person, just maybe... a little swollen.

It should be like this, after such a long car ride, it should look like this early in the morning.

But it's really funny.

Jing Feicui was already laughing, "Brother, your face is so ugly! Hahaha!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Ning Jiaoyan turned her face away, her shoulders shaking constantly, and she covered her mouth to prevent others from hearing her laughter.

[Xiao 8, exchange a bottle of tear spray for me! ]

Aunt Yun: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Your elder brother has been traveling so hard, and it's rude to laugh at him!"

Jing Luying, who had been staring at Ning Jiaoyan, actually spoke up to help her, "Mom, don't even talk about jade, even... Sister Ning is also—"

Damn boy!

Then, Ning Jiaoyan turned around, her little face covered with tear marks, and her beautiful eyes were soaked in tears, like two transparent black crystals.

It's so adorable to look at.

Jing Luying's words stopped abruptly. He had just seen her smiling and thought he had seen it wrong. Now, seeing her face covered in tears, he doubted himself for a moment, "This..."

Ning Jiaoyan: "Brother Luming must have suffered a lot recently, having traveled a long way. Come home quickly. I have made a soup for him to soothe his heart and relieve internal heat. It's time for the Narcissus to be sent to the Jing Mansion."

Good guy!

"Aying, stop pointing fingers at Jiaojiao. Look how thoughtful and considerate she is. Jiaojiao, stop crying, wipe your tears and let's go home!"

Jing Luming didn't seem to show much reaction. He just said "Let's go home" and got in the car.

The three of them, father and son, took one car, and the three of them, mother and daughter, took another car. Aunt Yun held her hand and kept comforting her along the way. Seeing her like this, Aunt Yun felt so relieved.

She picked a good wife for her son.

It's this guy who doesn't say a single caring word to his fiancée when he sees her. Alas, he will know how good Jiaojiao is after getting married.

Jing Feicui held her arm and clung to her obediently. "Sister Ning, why are you crying? Big Brother didn't suffer any great hardship. He just took a ride. You even made soup for Big Brother... Then, Sister Ning, is there any share for me?"

The tone was sarcastic and full of resentment, comparable to Jing Luying's.

"Of course you have your share. Or your favorite lotus duck soup?"

Jing Feicui suddenly became cheerful, "Sister Ning, you are so kind to me!"

Ning Jiaoyan smiled. Of course, she didn't just make soup for Jing Luming. She also took into account the tastes of all the Jing family members so that they could drink it as soon as they got home.

A devoted wife and mother who loves her husband and wife, and a dog-licking personality, so I ask - who else?!

Originally, she planned to take the opportunity of delivering soup to win the male protagonist's favor, and by the way, cast a little magic of "a short absence is better than a new love", using the fox demon sister's fragrance to make him mistakenly believe that he had desire for her, and then naturally eat a bite of the male protagonist's rice.

But now, she really couldn't bring herself to eat at his face.

"Brother Luming, you are finally back. Do you know how much I missed you?"

"Do you miss Jiaojiao?"

Jing Luming drank the soup the girl had brought him. The only sound in the study was the gentle tapping of the spoon against the bowl. Ning Jiaoyan looked at his face and felt that this was the sound of her hitting the wall.

"Brother Luming, are you saying something?"

Finally it stopped and he looked up.

 …

"Why do you always ask these meaningless questions? I don't want to make you sad, but I don't want to lie either. I'm very busy in the UK, traveling all over the place to study, and I don't have time to think about things here."

Ning Jiaoyan raised her eyebrows slightly. This was not the first time that he had been so blunt and unromantic. It was as funny as expected.

The girl forgot to respond. She stared at him with her eyebrows furrowed and then relaxed, and then she looked thoughtful.

Seeing this, Jing Luming thought she was lost, but he didn't know what to say.

"Don't feel lost or sad. I don't think about anyone."

What a man of steel!

The girl's eyes regained their spirits. "No, I'm not disappointed. I just feel bad for Brother Luming. It doesn't matter whether he misses you or not. As long as Brother Luming knows that Jiaojiao is always thinking of you, that's all that matters."