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

Hearing Ning Jiaojiao's answer, Zhao Wuling felt a little disappointed, but he didn't particularly care. He had originally intended to reject her, even if it was a bit self-indulgent now.

The girl's beautiful eyes were full of openness and clarity. It seemed that he was overthinking it.

Ning Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief as she watched Zhao Yuanleng return to his normal expression after being stunned for a moment.

"Well, I'm going to start taking pictures."

Photo studios were rare at this time of year. For the locals, taking photos was a luxury and a ritual, so most of the people who came were soon-to-be-wed couples. It was rare to see people like Ning Jiaojiao simply coming for solo photos.

In fact, there was only one purpose today, which was to find an opportunity to make others tell the "lie" that they looked alike by taking pictures. But now Ning Jiaojiao obviously wanted to speed up the process. While the photographer was taking pictures of others, she asked him to say it out loud.

"Master, please help me. We were introduced by our families. I really like him, but he doesn't like me that much. Just tell him that we look alike and try to match us up by saying we're siblings or a couple."

The master looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, then glanced suspiciously at the tall, cold man outside. He understood that there was actually someone who didn't like such a beautiful girl. Seeing Zhao Yuanling's expression, he realized that this man might not understand romance.

"No problem, just one word!"

The master agreed readily.

Next, she stood in front of some fake scenery props, posing with a smile. From time to time, she smiled at Zhao Yuanling's expressionless face, but he remained indifferent. The photographer also took advantage of every opportunity, but he talked more about couples than siblings.

Zhao Yuanleng's face became darker and darker.

Oops, it's messed up!

The man stood up and walked out the door unexpectedly.

"Girl, the man you like is really... unromantic. Besides, he's lame. Don't be too persistent if it doesn't work out. A girl like you deserves better."

Ning Jiaojiao sighed, her tone affectionate: "Thank you, but I won't give up. He is truly the best man I have ever met. What's wrong with being lame? He is a soldier. This is a contribution to the country, which is more beautiful than anything else in my eyes."

The photographer looked at the door in shock, hesitantly saying, "...Really?"

Ning Jiaojiao turned her head and saw the man's look of disbelief, and then he walked away without mercy.

Forehead... ...

Just now she was talking to Zhao Yuanling about his sister, saying that she only regarded him as a brother. Now she suddenly heard such rebellious remarks from herself... I wonder how she would feel?

The momentary misstep turned into the usual mood of watching a good show.

In fact, she is still not very good at normal social interactions. In the previous mission world, love between men and women was the most efficient and direct way to bring them closer together, and there was no need to care about ethics and morals. Compared with this world, it was really a mess.

But after all, she was used to that kind of world, and she was a little unsure of her words and actions. Guessing people's hearts was her usual trick, but she had always used physical intimacy as a medium, and now she was still a little powerless.

Ning Jiaojiao sighed deeply. There was nothing she could do about it. She, Ning Jiaojiao, was going to become a good woman.

Well, just think of this as a practice of abstinence.

Glancing at the direction Zhao Yuanling had disappeared, Ning Jiaojiao decided to throw in the towel. There's a saying: the broken window effect. For someone like Zhao Yuanling, the more impossible something seems, the more likely he'll believe it.

Well... "Thunderstorm" is a work with excellent plot and writing style, and has profound research and reference value.

But Ning Jiaojiao changed it, and then she "pursued relentlessly" and "surrounded and intercepted" Zhao Yuanleng, calling him "brother" in a lingering and affectionate manner.

Since he has misunderstood, let's take advantage of it.

"Why are you still here? Ning Jiaojiao, could you please be a little more reserved?"

The man was tall, and standing near the door blocked most of the natural light, making the room seem a little closed in. Zhao Yuanling frowned and placed the documents on the table. Ning Jiaojiao came over with the poured water.

But Zhao Yuanleng didn't answer it. He just dodged it and walked into the bedroom.

Ning Jiaojiao walked behind attentively, explaining timidly,

"Brother Zhao, please don't misunderstand me. I was just joking that day. It was that master who misunderstood our relationship. I can see that you are unhappy. I just want to protect your image. Could it be that Brother Zhao also misunderstood me?"

"I really only think of you as a brother."

Zhao Wuling stopped, his expression cold but with a hint of impatience. Suddenly, he waved his hand, and the white porcelain steel cup fell to the ground with a harsh sound. The transparent water spilled all over the floor and got all over the two people.

Ning Jiaojiao was stunned, her black and white eyes filled with tears, and she looked at Zhao Yuanleng with grievance.

"I don't want to hear this from you. The best proof is that you stay away from me."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving behind a notice to leave.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I made others misunderstand our relationship. I will stay away from you. Is it okay for me to leave?"

When Ning Jiaojiao cried out these words, she certainly understood the pity in Zhao Yuanleng's heart, but she was also being too hypocritical.

As she ran out, she bumped into someone. The refreshing smell of soap, mixed with a noticeable hint of alcohol, knocked her into the chest. The man was a gentleman, holding her steady.

Ning Jiaojiao looked up and saw a very handsome young man with a slightly raised mouth. His eyes seemed to have some warm sunshine and he had a very gentle temperament.

It's her type.

Without thinking too much, Ning Jiaojiao guessed that this was Ning Yuanyuan's second brother, Zhao Yuanyi.

Damn girl, you are so lucky.