The Vicious Supporting Female Character And The White Lotus Female Lead

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Don't pay attention to it.Luan Qingxiao remembered an important matter and had to tell the system 520, and dropped her thin eyelids indifferently.

Nie Zhen'er was taken away by Liang Yan and couldn't help but go to see Luan Qingxiao again after a while.

She saw her eyes stray and she was obviously distracted.

Nie Zhen'er stared at her exquisite side face blankly, with a slight tingling in her heart: Why is she distracted?Thinking about something?Or...people?

Luan Qingxiao suddenly remembered that Nie Zhen'er's happiness had risen, and she could draw a lottery again.

So we are analyzing with the system 520 whether to draw this time.

520 suggested not to smoke, Luan Qingxiao hesitated, thinking of his good luck, said to the system 520: smoke.

Ding!Congratulations to the host, extract the limited-time skill [Jade Pan Zhen De]-the food you make will become extremely delicious, ah, the saliva is coming out!Time limit: fifty years.

System 520 was stunned.

Wow!Limited time for fifty years!What is the difference between this and unlimited time?The host, your luck is really not covered~ super awesome~ [adoration.jpg]]

Luan Qingxiao: Little meaning.520, use this skill card, just go home to taste how delicious the meals you made.

[Great host~]

Ding!Use the limited-time skill [Jade Pan Treasure]-the food you make will become very delicious.Ah, the saliva is coming out!Time limit: fifty years.

Time traveled unhurriedly, and soon it was the end of summer vacation.

Nie Zhener's paintings were submitted to the competition, and the primary and secondary elections have passed. The list of winners will be announced one day before the school starts.

The summer vacation is about to end, and today is their last day to go to the studio.

Nie Zhen'er has become less and less talkative on the road these days, and his mood is visible to the naked eye.

Liang Yan thought of a way to tease her, halfway through and said a cold joke as usual, before he finished laughing, he was about to pull away, and when he saw Nie Zhen'er, he just curled the corners of his lips politely, and his eyes were blank.

Liang Yan felt distressed immediately, but he not only didn't know why Nie Zhen'er was like this, if something happened at home, nor would he comfort people.

He glared at Luan Qingxiao on the other side of Nie Zhen'er: What kind of friend is this, he said Luan Qingxiao is not reliable!

Every time Luan Qingxiao walked with them, she thought she didn't exist, so she didn't react when Liang Yan walked to her.

"Something?"

When Luan Qingxiao spoke, Nie Zhen'er's gaze shifted.

"..." Liang Yan couldn't help asking her to talk to Nie Zhener, and went back without saying anything.

Luan Qingxiao: "..." What's wrong.

Luan Qingxiao studied sketching for more than a month, and finally could draw a curtain behind the wine bottle.

The teacher asked her to study the light and shade by herself. Luan Qingxiao painted the curtains like rags, but Nie Zhener taught her that the folds of the curtains should be drawn deep in the middle and light on both sides.

As she said, Luan Qingxiao handed it in after painting, and was praised for the first time.

Teacher Liu nodded and said, "The curtains are well drawn."

When class was about to end in the afternoon, Teacher Liu walked to Nie Zhen'er excitedly with a mobile phone. Luan Qingxiao felt it was related to the Lu Shi Cup painting competition.

Sure enough, Teacher Liu patted Nie Zhen'er on the shoulder without lowering her voice and said, "Student Nie Zhen'er, I just received news that your work has won the Lu Shi Cup Gold Award!"

Nie Zhen'er's first reaction was to see Luan Qingxiao.

Luan Qingxiao blinked at her.

Nie Zhen'er's cheeks were red, and her red lips were slightly curved.

Liang Yan had something at home and left early at noon, so there were only two of them on the way home this time.

There was no unhappiness left on Nie Zhen'er's face. He couldn't help but jump twice as he walked. He was young and lively and beautiful. Luan Qingxiao's heart moved and felt that he should do something.

"Really, do you want to come to my house for dinner to celebrate your painting winning the gold medal?"

Through these days of getting along, Luan Qingxiao vaguely felt that Nie Zhen'er's family was not rich, and painting was a money-burning thing. If Nie Zhen'er was really talented and had a future filled with money, her mother would never take this out. A sum of money supports her.

According to the character business card provided by the system 520, Luan Qingxiao speculates that Nie Zhen'er's parents are divorced, and she lives with her mother and lives on each other.

But the relationship between mother and daughter is definitely not "good", otherwise when Luan Qingxiao meets Nie Zhen's child, her happiness will never be zero.

Nie Zhen'er was overjoyed, "Okay? Will it bother you too much?"

Luan Qingxiao smiled and said, "No, my parents do business in other places all year round, and I am the only one at home."

Just as Nie Zhener was about to agree, he hesitated after thinking of something, "I have to ask my mother..." The voice became lower and lower.

"Miss, don't be like this," Luan Qingxiao scratched her little nose, "If you are worried that you can't persuade auntie, it's better than I help you."

Nie Zhen'er smiled reluctantly, the joy on his face was replaced by worry.

Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhen'er like this distressed.

Generally speaking, when children talk about their mothers, they are most intimate, but Nie Zhen'er has real fear in his eyes.

She somewhat wanted to meet the heroine's mother.

Walking to the fork in the road where we usually broke up, Luan Qingxiao said: "Auntie is at home now? I'll go and talk to her with you."

Nie Zhen'er shook his head: "Qingxiao, wait for me here, I will tell me."

Nie Zhen'er didn't want her to see her mother, why?

Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhener's back and thought.

About ten minutes later, Nie Zhen'er walked out of the door, followed by a middle-aged woman in gorgeous dress.

The middle-aged woman hurriedly passed Nie Zhen'er and walked to Luan Qingxiao. Her eyes circled around Luan Qingxiao's body. After she was sure that she was wearing a big brand, her smile blossomed from the greased face.

"You are our real classmate? What does the family do? I heard that your family is very rich? Do you live in the single-family villa in front?"

Nie Zhener embarrassedly took the middle-aged woman's arm from behind, "Mom, this is my classmate, Luan Qingxiao."

"Qingxiao, I told my mother that you invited me to your house for dinner, and my mother can't worry about coming to see you."

The middle-aged woman pulled out her arm unhappily and pushed Nie Zhen'er a little bit: "I just ask casually, do you think I am ashamed of you?"

Nie Zhen'er staggered and stood firmly, her small hands clenched into fists, her nails falling into the soft flesh of her palms, and her thin body trembling, like a helpless flower in a rainstorm.

The author has something to say: Luan Qingxiao: With all due respect, if this woman is not the mother of the hostess, I will kick her directly.

Arrogant x Weak 14

The cicadas on the tree made a noise.

Luan Qingxiao's eyebrows were cold, and her thin lips opened slightly: "Auntie, my family is rich, and I live in the single-family house in front. I want to take Zhen'er to my house for dinner, can I?"

Nie Zhen'er's mother, Nie Meifeng, was not caught by Luan Qingxiao's tone.

There was a flower-like smile on her charming face. For an elder, it was extremely frivolous to show such a smile to the younger, but she didn't care at all.

Nie Meifeng's eyes came out with a smell of copper, "Qingxiao, you see that Auntie hasn't finished eating, why..." She smiled, wrinkles climbed up her face, making people a little sick.

"Auntie, unfortunately, my parents are not at home, no one will entertain you at home, next time." Luan Qingxiao interrupted her.

"Oh, that's right, when will your parents tell Auntie, Auntie must go!" Nie Meifeng waited for Luan Qingxiao's answer until Luan Qingxiao nodded, then twisted her hips and returned home.

Never looked at Nie Zhen'er from beginning to end.

To Luan Qingxiao's enthusiasm and closeness, he is like his biological daughter, but to Nie Zhen'er, his biological daughter, he is like a stranger.

Watching Nie Meifeng enter the door, Luan Qingxiao reached out to pull Nie Zhen'er's hand, only to find that her palms were cold and she was sweating a lot.

Luan Qingxiao touched Nie Zhen'er's hair comfortably, "Let's go, go to my house."

Luan Qingxiao took two steps forward and pulled Nie Zhen'er's hand, and Nie Zhen'er moved slowly.

The blank look on her face was distressed.

When he got home, Luan Qingxiao pressed Nie Zhen'er on the sofa, turned on the TV for her, and subscribed to a funny variety show that was broadcast recently: "You can watch TV and the food will be ready soon."

Luan Qingxiao’s refrigerator has vegetables, fish, seafood and other ingredients bought by hourly workers. She plans to stir-fry a cucumber and shrimp, make a red braised beef, soup with seaweed and egg soup, and steamed rice as the staple food.

After all the meals were finished, Luan Qingxiao took them out and placed them on the table.

She spent more than forty minutes, and the funny variety show on TV has not finished.

Luan Qingxiao came to the living room and saw that most of the gloom between Nie Zhen'er's eyebrows had gone, but she was absent-minded, and she couldn't hear the stars on the TV laughing so loudly.

"Zhen'er, I'm going to eat." Luan Qingxiao took her hand, slightly hard.

Nie Zhen'er stood up with strength and followed Luan Qingxiao to the restaurant.

As he walked closer, a strong smell of food that was almost overbearing hit his face. Nie Zhen'er blinked, approached the restaurant, looked at the two dishes and one soup on the table, Xiukou opened in surprise.

Luan Qingxiao smiled triumphantly, "It smells good, and it tastes amazing. After all, I made it by myself."

Luan Qingxiao opened the chair and let Nie Zhen'er sit down, picked up a piece of braised beef with chopsticks, and brought it to her mouth: "Try it."

The cross-section of the red braised beef in front of me was the size of a one-yuan coin, wrapped in bright red soup, and tremblingly attached to the tip of the chopsticks. Nie Zhen'er couldn't help but open his mouth. The next moment, the red braised beef entered.

The beef melted in his mouth, and Nie Zhen'er hardly needed to chew. The fragrant flavor burst in his mouth in an instant. Before swallowing a piece of it, his eyes were already on the plate.

"How does it taste?" Luan Qingxiao asked expectantly.

Nie Zhen'er squinted her eyes with enjoyment, "It's delicious!"

Ding!The heroine is 30% happy.Congratulations to the host, keep working hard~]

After a meal was not finished, the system 520 had already sent a good news.

Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhener's face full of happiness when he was eating, and his heart moved slightly.

Luan Qingxiao: 520, I found that the happiness of the heroine seems to increase without the hero.

She squinted her eyes: Why do you want me to do things that are bad for the heroine at those times to provide opportunities for the heroine?

[The host is big, that's it.Because this world is the simplest e-type world, in case the host does not know how to complete the task, these compulsory plots are set.In the future, as the difficulty of the world level increases, the compulsory plot will gradually decrease.And the host greatly reveals a secret: there is no compulsory plot in the world of s~]

[As for what the increase in the happiness of the female protagonist is related to, the male protagonist is the best candidate we have selected through big data, not a necessary candidate.

Luan Qingxiao: In other words, in addition to the male lead, other people can also help the female lead to increase happiness?

Right (≧▽≦)

Luan Qingxiao:...

Then why did she wronged herself to go with Liang Yan this month? More importantly, after she was wronged for a month, Nie Zhen'er didn't get any happiness because of Liang Yan.

On the contrary, it was myself, but when she cooked a dinner for her, her happiness increased by 5%.

Luan Qingxiao knew that he was unfamiliar with the task process before, and was led by the system 520.

Thinking about it carefully, Nie Zhen'er would rather go to school and go with him than with Liang Yan, maybe he didn't have the kind of thoughts of wanting to fall in love with Liang Yan.

Luan Qingxiao reached out to touch the top of Nie Zhen'er's hair, and was bought by her for a dinner. She was really an easily satisfied girl.

I was not good to her before, although he might be forced to do something unfriendly to Nie Zhen'er later, Luan Qingxiao now plans to double the compensation no matter what, so as not to make her feel sad.

After eating, Nie Zhener's mood had recovered, and she rushed to clean the table and clean the dishes.

Luan Qingxiao leaned on the door frame of the kitchen, watching Nie Zhen'er's slender back while washing the dishes and jokingly said: "Do you think we two look like newlyweds, one in charge of cooking and the other in charge of washing dishes."

Nie Zhen'er's bowling movements slowed down. She knew Luan Qingxiao had no other meaning, but she still felt very happy.

If the assumption becomes a reality, she will definitely become the happiest person in the world.

The kitchen was neatly cleaned, and the sky was dark.

Luan Qingxiao's house has an audio-visual room. The two of them had nothing else to do, so they went to the audio-visual room to watch a movie with Nie Zhen'er.

Luan Qingxiao chose a zombie comedy, and Nie Zhener looked at the cover with novelty and fear: "Will it be terrible?"

Luan Qingxiao laughed: "Although there are zombies, its most important attribute is comedy. Don't worry, it will not be scary. If you feel scared, put your arm around me."

Nie Zhen'er nodded, watching Luan Qingxiao cautiously click to play.

Except for the little horror when the zombies come out at the beginning of this film, the latter is completely comedic.

Nie Zhen'er shrank into a ball when he was scared in front, and when he couldn't breathe with a smile behind him, he hugged Luan Qingxiao's arm hard.

The girl's body is not fully developed, only two small bulges rubbing on Luan Qingxiao's arms. Luan Qingxiao felt that the two girls were normal, but a layer of goose bumps aroused on the arms.

Halfway through the movie, the funniest part passed, Luan Qingxiao took the opportunity to take his arm out of Nie Zhen'er's arms.

She stood up, lowered her head to meet Nie Zhen'er's suspicious gaze, and explained: "Be thirsty, I'll get you a drink."

But the mineral water in the refrigerator just drank, the hourly workers can buy new ones tomorrow, there are only two bottles of peach-flavored champagne left in the refrigerator.

Luan Qingxiao picked it up and glanced at it. The alcohol concentration was only a few percent, and he wouldn't be drunk if he drank casually.

Opened the bottle and poured two glasses out, Luan Qingxiao washed a bunch of green grapes and brought them to the audio-visual room together.

Arrogant x Weak 15

Nie Zhen'er had never had a drink before, and she was surprised to see the champagne in her hand.

The screen was shining brightly, hitting her small porcelain white face, and her bright eyes were particularly eye-catching.

"Qingxiao, can I really drink it? I won't get drunk?" Nie Zhener wanted to drink it, but he didn't dare to drink it.

Luan Qingxiao gave her a reassurance pill, took a sip, licked the wine stained on her red lips with the tip of his tongue, smiled slightly and said, "This champagne has very low alcohol content and can be used as juice."

Nie Zhener was convinced of Luan Qingxiao's words, bowed her head and smelled it, took a sip, the sweet taste spread in her mouth, and the pungency was almost negligible.

"How is it?" Luan Qingxiao asked.

Nie Zhen'er raised his head and smiled sweetly: "It's delicious."

The two of them face to face and are very close. When Nie Zhen'er spoke, the peach smell in his mouth slapped on Luan Qingxiao's face.

Luan Qingxiao's heart was suddenly numb and itchy.

She didn't know where the itch came from, but she knew that her eyes were reluctant to move away from Nie Zhen'er's face.

Nie Zhen'er squeezed a green tea and put it in his mouth. The green tea tasted sour and sweet. Nie Zhen'er's eyes narrowed into crescents.Her gaze returned to the screen, her hands were not idle, she squeezed a green handle for a while, and held the glass for a sip of champagne.

At the end of the movie, there is only half of the green tea and no champagne left.

Luan Qingxiao got up and turned on the light. The dim audio-visual room was as bright as day. She lowered her eyes to see Nie Zhen'er.

The little girl sat blankly on the cotton pad, her eyes under her eyelashes were filled with water vapor, her eyes were blank, two blushes hung on her cheeks, her small rosy mouth opened slightly...

"True?" Luan Qingxiao walked over, squatted down, and stretched out her index finger to touch her soft cheek.

Nie Zhen'er slowly raised her head, as if being bullied, the water vapor in her eyes accumulated.

Luan Qingxiao laughed and became drunk with a small glass of champagne.

"True, can I take you home?" Luan Qingxiao asked softly in her ear.

Nie Zhen'er showed her mouth and uttered two words crisply: "No."

"Hey, how can you not go home."

"No, I don't want to go home..." Nie Zhen'er softly raised her hand and pushed Luan Qingxiao away, with an aggrieved expression in her eyes, her mouth pursed slightly, her small face wrinkled.

Luan Qingxiao patted the top of Nie Zhen'er's hair lightly. Nie Zhen'er turned around and stretched out his arms around Luan Qingxiao's waist.

Nie Zhen'er buried his face on Luan Qingxiao's stomach, "Don't drive me away..."

Luan Qingxiao pinched her red earlobe, "Little girl, are you pretending to be drunk, eh?"

"Not going home..." Nie Zhen'er's earlobe itchy, she shrinks, her voice is soft and small, like a small milk cat.

She should be really drunk, otherwise she will definitely refute "I am not a little girl".

"You behave, I will help you to sit on the sofa for a while." Luan Qingxiao was held by her and couldn't move.

"...Woo, you are leaving me, I won't go."

Luan Qingxiao only wore a white tee. She thought Nie Zhen'er was pretending to cry and was dumbfounded.

But immediately she couldn't laugh anymore, cold tears stuck to the skin of her waist through the thin cloth, and she couldn't laugh or cry and immediately turned to worry.

Luan Qingxiao thought of her mother, sighed, and asked: "Be good, don't let you go, do you know the phone number at home?"

She gently stroked the top of Nie Zhen'er's hair to soothe the little girl's emotions. After a long time, Nie Zhen'er choked and said, "153****2523."

"You will live at my house tonight, and I will call your mother."

"Yeah." Nie Zhen'er gradually calmed down and nodded obediently, but didn't let go.

Luan Qingxiao lowered his head and said in her ear: "The phone is in the bedroom, dear, how can I take it if you don't let go."

Nie Zhen'er reacted for a while and slowly retracted his arm.

Luan Qingxiao stood up, Nie Zhen'er's gaze followed her, Luan Qingxiao said uneasy: "Sit here, don't move, wait for me to come back."

Nie Zhen'er's eyes that had been washed with tears were clear and translucent. He fanned his eyelashes and nodded.

Luan Qingxiao closed the door of the audio-visual room and went to the bedroom to fetch the phone.

Luan Qingxiao stood on the balcony of the bedroom, and the cold wind poured into his clothes. A small piece of Nie Zhen'er's tears seemed to freeze, and the skin inside was unconscious.

After making the phone call three times, I was finally connected.

"Who! Calling at night, want to be struck by thunder!" The female voice from the phone was sharp and scorching, unlike the greasy female voice that pleased me in the afternoon.

"Auntie, it's me, Luan Qingxiao." Luan Qingxiao stated his identity lightly.

"Luan Qingxiao...oh, oh, it's our real classmate, is there anything going on looking for auntie so late?"

Luan Qingxiao's pressure was low all over, and he said coldly: "Auntie forgot? Zhen'er is still at my house."

"That dead girl," Nie Meifeng cursed halfway, and suddenly remembered that the other end of the phone was Nie Zhen'er's classmate, and quickly calmed down: "That girl. Qingxiao, the auntie locked the door to sleep, and the girl has to come back. Get up and open the door for her, why not let her sleep in your house for one night?"

"Don't you worry about Zhener's safety?"

"It's just a girl film, what's the worry? That's all for Qingxiao."

Luan Qingxiao was too lazy to listen to her and hung up the phone.

Only mother is good in the world, tut!

One or two are so unreliable.

Back to the audio-visual room, Luan Qingxiao opened the door and found that the light inside was turned off again.

The movie that I just watched was playing on the screen. Nie Zhen'er was sitting upright in front of the screen with his head hanging down, like a swan bending down his neck sadly.

Luan Qingxiao walked hesitantly and sat next to Nie Zhen'er. As soon as the screen turned on, a tear fell from Nie Zhen'er's eyes and dripped onto the light blue jeans, leaving a dark mark.

"She's already asleep. If you call, she must be very upset." Nie Zhen'er was clearly crying, but his tone was light, as if he was accustomed to such things.

Luan Qingxiao's throat choked, not knowing how to comfort her.

"She has always been like this, she doesn't care about anything except herself and money."

Nie Zhener turned her head and looked at Luan Qingxiao with a faint smile. The crystal tears shattered on her body, but her eyes were indifferent: "Do you know why she is willing to spend money for me to learn painting? When I was in elementary school, the school held a painting competition, and my classmates I drew a picture on the borrowed paper and pen, and finally won the first prize with a prize of 3,000 yuan."

"She was very happy to get the money and let me participate in more competitions. I haven't learned to paint systematically, and the money she earns from her talent is getting less and less. This helped me find the cheapest studio to study. "

"Qing Xiao, she doesn't love me, I don't care. But I'm sad, there are so many people in the world, why doesn't anyone love me?" Nie Zhen'er's tears flowed down.

No matter how strong she is, she is only a sixteen-year-old child.

Luan Qingxiao stretched out his hand to embrace her and comforted her constantly: "Everything will be fine, I want you to promise you that you will be very happy in the future."

Nie Zhen'er finally fell asleep crying, Luan Qingxiao wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, took the person to the bedroom, took off her clothes outside, and covered her with a quilt.

The white frost-like moonlight came in from the window, Nie Zhen'er slept very restlessly, babbling constantly, Luan Qingxiao sat aside, holding her hand, and sat withered to watch her all night.

Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhen'er's peaceful sleeping face, his heart full and bulging.

She blinked dry eyes, and suddenly said to the system 520: 520, what should I do, I seem to bend.

The author has something to say: Luan Qingxiao: I am no longer the straight me, I am bent.

Arrogant x Weak 16

Nie Zhen'er stretched out and rolled around on the bed holding the quilt.

She hasn't slept so well for a long time. Every day at home is depressed. Nie Meifeng sometimes comes back late. No matter whether Nie Zhen'er is asleep or not, she will call her up in a shameless manner, and say she has a meal like her. Nie Zhen'er's misfortune was all caused by him.

Nie Zhen'er thought of Nie Meifeng, her heart suffocated, she recognized the reality at once, no longer slept in bed, and quickly opened her eyes to prepare to cook.

"Huh?" Nie Zhen'er looked at the bedroom in front of him in surprise, where is this?Why is she here?

Nie Zhen'er was pale and pressed her aching head. She vaguely remembered that she was with Luan Qingxiao yesterday. Luan Qingxiao cooked delicious food. They watched the movie together. Later, Luan Qingxiao brought two glasses of peach-flavored champagne. , Very sweet, she quickly drank a small cup, and then she had no memory of what happened next.

She should still be at Luan Qingxiao's house.

Nie Zhen'er held his head and opened the quilt with one hand, and found that he was only wearing a small suspender and a pair of shorts, with two thin white legs exposed.

She looked around in a panic. There are skin care products on the dressing table and clothes in the half-open closet, indicating that this room is occupied, and Luan Qingxiao said that her parents are not at home... When she thought that she might have the same bed with Luan Qingxiao last night Sitting together, Nie Zhen'er's pale cheeks couldn't help showing two blushes, his heart was beating, and his legs curled up shyly.

Luan Qingxiao sat for the whole night, and when she stood up, she was stiff. She went to the garden downstairs and walked a few times, doing stretching exercises for a while, until her body no longer looked like a rusty machine. After looking at the time, Nie Zhen'er was almost the same I'm about to wake up, go to the kitchen to sober up the wine soup.

People who are drunk will be uncomfortable the next day. Luan Qingxiao has just confirmed his intentions, how can he be willing to let Nie Zhen'er suffer.

In the morning, after she talked to the system 520 about her thoughts, 520 probably never encountered such a thing. After a while, she said [The host is big, the problem you said 520 can’t resolve, but 520 feels that as long as the host is serious Complete the compulsory plot to improve the heroine’s happiness, other things can do whatever you want~]

The words of System 520 gave her a reassurance.

In fact, she regretted that sentence after she said it.If the system 520 caused her to leave the world, wouldn't she just feel the taste of love and lose her love.

System 520 is not only her auxiliary, but also a monitor sent by the plot correction research institute.You can be close to it, but you can't say everything, you need to be cautious and cautious.

Luan Qingxiao brought the boiled hangover soup to the bedroom. The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly and opened with a light push.

Luan Qingxiao walked in and looked up, facing Shang Nie Zhen'er's wet eyes with shame.Those beautiful apricot eyes drooped their eyelids immediately when they saw her.

Luan Qingxiao put the hangover soup on the bedside table, sat sideways on the side of the bed, and took Nie Zhen'er's hand: "Really, does the headache hurt? I made the hangover soup for you."

Nie Zhen'er raised her eyes and glanced at her quickly, and whispered, "I didn't cause you trouble when I was drunk?"

Luan Qingxiao smiled: "You can't be good after you get drunk."

Suddenly, Nie Zhen'er realized that his legs were still exposed, so he quickly pulled back his hands and covered them with a quilt. The delicate collarbone was covered with shame.

"My clothes..." she said hesitantly.

Luan Qingxiao brought the hangover soup in front of Nie Zhen'er and said, "I'm afraid you will be uncomfortable sleeping, I will help you take off your coat. Do you have the strength now? I will feed you if you don't have the strength."

Nie Zhen'er woke up like a dream, and now Luan Qingxiao still feeds her sober soup.

Nie Zhen'er was stunned for a moment and didn't answer. The white ceramic spoon had already been brought to his lips.

"I'll just drink it myself." Nie Zhen'er quickly took the bowl of spoons and was embarrassed to drink too slowly in Luan Qingxiao's eyes. After drinking two tablespoons, he drank the sober soup in the bowl.

Luan Qingxiao took the empty bowl in her hand and asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Nie Zhen'er felt that he was surrounded by happiness, and blinked in embarrassment: "It's okay." As long as you do it, it's ok.

"Do you like Xiaolongbao?"

"Will it be too troublesome?" Nie Zhener worried that Luan Qingxiao was tired.

Although Luan Qingxiao seemed to be in good spirits, there was a faint cyan under her eyes. Maybe she didn't sleep well last night to take care of her.

"No trouble." Luan Qingxiao put the bowl on the tray, got up and went to the chair at the end of the bed to fetch Nie Zhen'er's coat, "I took a new set of toiletries and put it in the bathroom. If you want to take a bath, there is something in the closet. New bath towels."

"Thank you." Nie Zhen'er hugged the quilt and watched Luan Qingxiao leave the bedroom. When she thought of taking a bath in the bathroom where Luan Qingxiao had bathed, her heart couldn't calm down.

Luan Qingxiao put the xiaolongbao in the steamer and started the fire and noted the time. The millet porridge was already boiling, and her thoughts naturally ran to Nie Zhener in the bedroom.

Zhen'er should be taking a shower now. She doesn't seem to have prepared a change of clothes for her, so she can't let her wear yesterday's clothes after the shower.

Thinking of this, Luan Qingxiao set a time for the stove to turn off the fire, got up and went to the bedroom.

Nie Zhen'er is shorter and thinner than her. She should be able to wear her clothes.

Luan Qingxiao walked into the bedroom and breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

She opened her closet, and the rows of clothes were either T-shirts or jeans, all of which were baggy.

Luan Qingxiao rummaged for a long time and finally found a light blue striped dress in the innermost part. She frowned and thought about it. It seemed that it was a birthday gift from the original owner's father on the 16th birthday before Luan Qingxiao came, or a certain brand, the price is not high. Fei, but because the original owner hates wearing skirts the most, and the skirt is a size smaller, the original owner threw it in the corner.

It was just right for Nie Zhen'er.

Luan Qingxiao put the dress on the back of the chair, walked to the bathroom door, raised his hand and knocked on the door to tell him that he had prepared a change of clothes for her. As soon as the back of his hand touched the frosted glass door, the door was pulled.

Luan Qingxiao saw the girl in front of her suddenly lost speech when the moist steam gushed out.

She has always known that Nie Zhen'er is beautiful, but the girl in front of her is different from usual, with wet hair draped on her shoulders, and water drops winding down the delicate collarbone, being blocked by the snow-white bath towel.

Not only her hair is wet, but her eyebrows, eyelashes, eyes, and even the fine hairs on her face are wet. She is indeed clear in the water, beautiful and beautiful, but not coquettish.

"Qingxiao, what's the matter with you?" Nie Zhen'er stretched out his hand and squinted in front of Luan Qingxiao's eyes.

Luan Qingxiao recovered, rubbed her hot ears, looked away a little embarrassed, turned around and pointed to the dress on the back of the chair and said: "When I remember, I forgot to prepare for you to change your clothes. You can change them later. I'll go to the kitchen to see if the porridge is cooked well."

After Nie Zhen'er had breakfast at Luan Qingxiao's house, she couldn't find a reason to stay. She was a little lost and said goodbye to Luan Qingxiao.

Luan Qingxiao stood at the door to send her off, Nie Zhen'er walked a distance, couldn't help turning his head, the skirt drew a beautiful arc, Luan Qingxiao still stood by the door, looking at her with heavy eyes.

"Qingxiao, I haven't finished my summer homework, can I come to you to do my homework?" she asked courageously.

Under the clear blue sky, the girl's eyes were full of expectation, and her whole body was shining.

Luan Qingxiao couldn't help laughing: "Yes." It's okay to give you life.

The author has something to say: Nie Zhener: I don't want your life, I want you.

Arrogant x Weak 17

Luan Qingxiao woke up early in the morning to make a lunch box for lunch on September 2nd.

Yesterday, the system 520 issued a mandatory plot urgently. After school started, she had to throw away Nie Zhen'er's lunch box for a week, until Liang Yan found out a week later and told Nie Zhen'er the matter.

It is necessary to throw away Nie Zhen'er bento, but she will not let Nie Zhen'er get into the difficult situation of not having lunch, so she plans to make another bento with richer dishes and secretly put it on Nie Zhen'er's desk.

Luan Qingxiao asked if the system 520 could do this, and the system 520 said [as long as it is not discovered by the heroine]

So Luan Qingxiao has to be a sneaky thief in the next week.

Two bento squeezed Luan Qingxiao's schoolbags. Nie Zhen'er glanced at him in doubt, and Luan Qingxiao said, "I heard that there will be a school exam after the division."

In the second grade, Nie Zhen'er and Luan Qingxiao are both science subjects. Nie Zhen'er is still in the rocket class. Luan Qingxiao's mother also put her in the rocket class. Of course, Liang Yan is also there, but Li Ni went to the liberal arts rocket class.

Nie Zhener was a little worried about Luan Qingxiao's results when she heard this: "Qingxiao, can you take the exam this time? I don't want others to say that you rely on your relationship, you can obviously rely on yourself."

When Nie Zhener went to Luan Qingxiao to write his homework, she found that Luan Qingxiao did the questions very quickly and had a high correct rate. She thought of all the previous things, and immediately decided that Luan Qingxiao’s study was very good at all, but she didn’t know why she didn’t do the exam. Write well, resulting in a low score.

In addition to painting (?), Luan Qingxiao's entire summer vacation is learning. He not only reviewed the textbooks for the first year of high school, but also read the textbooks of the second and third year of high school. The original owner is very smart and Luan Qingxiao is not stupid. It is easy to integrate the knowledge of high school. So after Nie Zhen'er asked, she answered naturally: "Of course, just don't wait for me to surpass you and get the first place, you just feel uncomfortable."

Nie Zhen'er excitedly grabbed Luan Qingxiao's hand: "Qingxiao, you didn't study well before, really pretending to be, right? In fact, you study super well, right?"

Looking at Nie Zhen'er's expectant gaze, Luan Qingxiao suddenly became vain, and said unpredictably: "Just as long as you know, don't say anything."

Nie Zhen'er nodded vigorously: "Well! Although I don't know why you pretended to be poor in study, you must have your reason. I will help you keep a secret!"

Luan Qingxiao touched Nie Zhen'er's head, wondering how such a well-behaved girl could bear to lie to her by herself?

But not only did she cheat, she cheated very happy...

In fact, it is not a deception to be precise. According to Luan Qingxiao's vague memory inherited from the original owner, the original owner is probably really pretending to be a scumbag.

The first thing after class division is to look at the transcript posted on the wall at the entrance of the class.

Dahong’s transcript was written with a brush with names, scores, and grade rankings. There were forty students in the science rocket class. Except for those who were assigned to the liberal arts rocket class, except for Luan Qingxiao, they all ranked within 80.

Luan Qingxiao tested eighty-one candidates.

"Tsk, you said she really took the test by herself? Even if she took the test by herself, why did she come to the Rockets class?"

"Some people are really interesting. They obviously don't have enough grades, and they are cheeky and occupy other people's positions."

"So what's the use of studying well? It's not as good as people who have money and power at home, and school rules can be regarded as nothing."

"I'm just arrogant for the eighty people, and the ranking is fine, why can't I go to the Rockets class?"

Someone saw Luan Qingxiao approaching and hurriedly pushed a few people who were talking. They turned around and glanced at Luan Qingxiao, the contempt in their eyes was not hidden.

"Let's go, the relatives are here, there is no good fruit to stand here again." After talking, one by one entered the class slowly.

Nie Zhener worried