Sleeping and Passerby Heroine

"!"

Ying Lili jumped up, and pointed her index finger tremblingly at Shiyu who dropped the bomb lightly. Suddenly, what Michili had said to her a while ago came back to her mind again——

'To take back your dear brother, it's very simple, just need--'

"Sure enough, you have to say this to become energetic, classmate Zecun."

Shi Yu sighed and smiled.

"What did you mean by just now!"

"Really, I started to think that I was a little stupid when I was jealous because of you. You succeeded, and you are the first person to make me feel regretful."

Ying Lili is not stupid, she also heard the meaning in Shi Yu's words.

"Just watch me and his child born like this, I don't mind letting you be the godmother of the child."

"...What do you mean."

Shi Yu stood up and turned her back.

"You are no longer the classmate Sawamura I know. The current classmate Sawamura won't do the kind of absurd things that drag a man's head to go abroad."

"You say so? My dear sister."

This woman--

'To take back your dear brother, it's very simple, just need--'

Ying Lili's unwilling look deepened in her eyes, her silver teeth clenched, but she couldn't say a word.

"Classmate Zecun, you are like a losing dog now. You are no longer the person I once recognized."

This woman doesn't even look at herself!

'Just do what others did when they took him away.'

hateful!

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Chapter 44 Do you know how the title of the book comes from?

It’s still a few days before the end of the month. Qianyi had a rare time to cook a meal at home with Yinglili and Shiyu. Xiaohui didn’t come, Qianyi’s attitude towards Xiaohui was still so ambiguous, but what he knew very well was that at the beginning The kind of inner torture that I have experienced, I really don't want Xiaohui to try again.

Spare tire, really, just like this, dedicated to others, but the other person’s mind is not on his own body. Qianyi was even more indifferent than Xiaohui at the time, but he did it with his heart and soul, who can say that he was alone when he was alone. ; The current Qianyi is sandwiched between the pressure of moral kidnapping and the uncomfortable feeling that once felt the same.

However, one thing is certain, Xiaohui should never be told that she and Shiyu had a relationship again after returning home. Qian always thought that Xiaohui would be desperate.

After dinner, Qian knocked on Ying Lili's door after finishing cleaning up the dishes.

Ying Lili’s room is a fresco in a young girl’s sunny, energetic and innocent style. She doesn’t actually have to hide anything here. It doesn’t matter if this hobby is exposed. It makes sense. For Ying Lili, staying here is better than staying at her own. Feeling more comfortable and free. When Qianichi didn’t know, she gradually bought a lot of dolls and put them in the room, which made the room look more girly-if the beautiful girl sitting on the chair is not drawing 18X paintings if.

"Uh, hey, are you rushing to write?"

Even if Hana came in, Ying Lili did not look away from the screen. She is now wearing short skirts and tights with a simple white long-sleeved shirt. She is still wearing those thick black-framed glasses, and her natural and supple blonde hair is scattered randomly. On the back, there are no disobedient hair tips. The old sweatshirts of the past have now become slightly more attractive girls, and they look more attractive. The curtains of the room are drawn, and the LED lights work with the computer quietly. Sound, under Ying Lili's back, there was a little more anger that ignored people.

Yes, I was angry. Qianyi made an'um' when he knocked on the door. Now he came in and didn't even glance at him. This made him very embarrassed, and he had nowhere to find the topic.

"Ok."

She still didn't look at him with a flat "Yeah", but in fact, she took a closer look at the reflection on the table. The thin hand holding the electric pen did not paint at all, but there was a slight and imperceptible tremor.

"It's really hard work, amazing, amazing."

Qian Yi moved a few steps closer, standing behind Ying Li Li, this distance is very close, but this is the natural distance between Ying Li Li and Qian Yi, and neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with him. He stood on the computer table with one hand. Seeing the high-level painting on the screen, I admired twice. I subconsciously wanted to touch her head, and then seemed to remember something, and my hand stopped abruptly.

In the past, he would gently stroke her head like this, and then she would arrogantly resist, but would not run away.

After waiting for a while, Ying Lili shook her body slightly, seemingly dissatisfied. She shook the soft hair tip to his arm along the movement. It was a little itchy. This shook made her mind sway a little, and she quickly focused her attention on the screen.

"Huh? Why didn't you paint? Did I bother you?"

"No, no!"

Ying Lili yelled out subconsciously, turned around and looked at Qian Yi eagerly, as if he was afraid that he would say'I won't disturb you anymore' in the next second, and her red face and pupils were wet.

"Ah! I don't even want to think about who is always urging me to write!'The book that CM will sell next month, hurry up and draw quickly!', if this kind of thing can appear less, I guess I will not be so annoying."

She turned to stare at him stiffly, but the red tide couldn't disappear.

Qianichi came to find Yinglili this time. There were three things. He hadn't been alone with two people like Yinglili for a long time, and he had various considerations.

Qian Yi's expression became a little complicated when she heard about reminders.

"Yes, about the manuscript, you can stop listening to me next month."

"What, what's going on."

Ying Lili tried to be calm, and put the paintbrush in her hand aside.

"Hongsaka Zhuyin, have you heard of this name? Remember that CM, the brother of Po Island sister. If you can recognize him, then you must know Hongsaka Zhuyin's club."

She nodded, a sense of powerlessness inexplicably rising in her heart.

"Next..." Somewhat difficult to say, "Next month, you will join their club, the core painter."

"!"

A sense of powerlessness surged into the lower abdomen, and his eyes widened.

"Why, why?"

"Because there is a better way to use your strengths than me, and it can make you progress faster.

"But, but! You have always been in charge of me! You promised me! It was the same in England! You promised my mother!"

She was like a drowning person, desperately saying something, her squatting posture changed to a normal sitting posture, her feet on the floor and her tiptoe, turned to look at him, desperately trying to grab the drooping reed.

"When I was in the UK, I had my aunt's community connections."

"Here too!"

Qian Yi put aside his gaze, guilty conscience is inevitable, but Ying Lili's appearance can make her not firm in her thoughts.

"Miss Hongsaka's resources are better than that of my aunt."

"but--"