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

He's quite skilled. It's easy to dodge an open attack, but it's hard to guard against a hidden arrow.

Ning Jiaoyan didn't even change her clothes. She just put on a windbreaker and went out in the dark to pick up the man.

As she expected, she found Lin Qinghe, breathing heavily, in the huge garden in the backyard of the Jing family.

He seemed surprised by her arrival, but he was feeling really uncomfortable now. His whole body was hot and his mouth was dry. His big hands, as big as jade, were tightly clutching the collar of his shirt.

The woman was getting closer and closer to him, and he actually felt a little relieved and comfortable listening to the rustling sound of branches and leaves being stepped on.

The familiar fragrance permeated his breathing, and he opened his eyes to look at her.

There was no light here, it was pitch black. But the moonlight tonight was beautiful, like a blanket of light covering the earth. He looked up at the moon above her head and was mesmerized by her under the moonlight.

The snow-white moonlight seemed to have covered her with a white veil, making her holy and beautiful.

"Jiaojiao..."

Ning Jiaoyan looked at him in the moonlight. The blush in the corners of the man's eyes was stained with some physiological moisture. His brows were furrowed as he resisted the attack of the tide. His collar was loose and his coat was taken off and thrown aside.

Ning Jiaoyan bent down and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her clean fingertips, saying with pity, "Teacher, you are so pitiful."

"You left in such a hurry that it was hard for the students to find you."

Lin Qinghe's pride made him want to avoid her, but... the woman's fingertips were cool, and when they brushed across his jaw, he couldn't help but want to follow.

It was too unbearable. This kind of torture was far worse than physical torture and could make him lose his will even more.

Ning Jiaoyan squatted down. She had drugged the room several times in order to "cure" Jing Luming, so it was understandable that Lin Qinghe couldn't bear it. She had thought that when she found Lin Qinghe, he would at least help himself, but she didn't expect... Our teacher Lin was still as innocent as ever.

He looked like he was badly bullied, it was so pitiful.

"Why didn't the teacher say anything? I thought the teacher must have felt that Jiaojiao was not a good girl and didn't want to see Jiaojiao anymore. I didn't expect——"

Ning Jiaoyan stretched out her hand towards him and placed it on the back of his hand.

"The teacher is still thinking about Jiaojiao and comes to see her in the middle of the night."

"Jiaojiao is really touched."

Ning Jiaoyan pretended to be disappointed, "Why is the teacher still ignoring me? Is the teacher still blaming Jiaojiao? Jiaojiao has no choice. Jiaojiao likes you too much. I originally just wanted to like only one person. Who made me meet Zhao Anye first and then the teacher?"

A strand of hair lingered on her fingertips, looking innocent yet... hateful.

Lin Qinghe felt heartbroken when she heard this, "...So what about now?"

Ning Jiaoyan's eyes lit up slightly, "The teacher finally spoke."

It must be uncomfortable.

"Why marry...someone else..."

She could feel the pain through the burning sensation.

Ning Jiaoyan's eyes moved like glittering crystals. "There's nothing I can do about it. Brother Luming and I are childhood sweethearts. We've been engaged for a long time."

"We were married by our parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. I can't change it. Actually, my feelings for him are just average. I still like you the most."

Lin Qinghe closed her eyes and said, "You're still... lying to me."

Ning Jiaoyan sighed, "I really didn't lie to you this time."

She looked so wronged and in pain, and she felt a little distressed. In fact, what she said was indeed the truth. She didn't care anymore. Too much sweet talk would only torture them now.

Come here, poor little thing, let your sister hug you.

The woman's petite and warm embrace made it impossible for him to escape. The reason he came here was because he had never let her go. He hugged her tightly, "Jiaojiao, why did you lie to me, why..."

Ning Jiaoyan didn't want to waste time anymore and directly blocked his lips.

Use the sky as a quilt and the earth as a mat.

Turning hands is a cloud, covering hands is rain.

Dry wood meets fire and catches fire instantly.

The vines entwine the rock, but the rock cannot be moved.

Fishes are swimming in the water, lotus buds are spitting out pearls, and spring is in full swing.

Lotus flowers bloom in summer, but now it is autumn. Is it right or wrong? Who cares?

Anyway, the male protagonist is sleeping soundly.

Lin Qinghe confessed his body and expressed everything in his heart.

He said he really liked her.

He said he could never forget him.

He also said that he was jealous of Zhao An to death at first, and then he became jealous of her husband...

Jing Luming has been very busy recently, and has left her alone in the empty room for several days. Jiaojiao, who has been eating well at other people's houses, consciously plays the role of a good wife.

The situation had changed dramatically recently, with more shootings on the streets and several student street protests. The youth club at her school was a group of ambitious young people shouting slogans all day long.

Down with imperialism, down with traitors.

Ning Jiaoyan had seen the heroine in the crowd. She was full of energy and spirit, with a pair of bright eyes, full of clarity and faith in her future.

She reads every report she writes. Her wording has changed from being naive at the beginning to being sharp and mature, and her views are clear and to the point.

She began to understand the charm of the original heroine.

She is and what she does is enough to make her shine.

Compared to her, Ning Jiaoyan is not idle either, she is just working hard in other areas.

She closed some shops on the street and simply let Narcissus join those youth groups, using the money to support them and strengthen the rear.

Some shops were closed and the students and teachers in the school were parading and taking an oath, which should have given her more time, but she encountered an incident.

Recently, there are more people who want to buy her shop.

Maybe it was because there were so many shops in different places that she felt something was amiss.