Holding her breath in her heart, Qiao Yingying kept walking a long way before slowing down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was already past five o'clock, and she didn't have time to go anywhere else, and she didn't want to go back to the villa, so she remembered that there was a tree-lined path facing the lake in the west, which was quiet and quiet, and the scenery was good, so she walked there.

At dusk in early April, the sky is full of sunshine and a gentle breeze.

Qiao Yingying stood by the guardrail, looking at the quiet and peaceful lake in front of her, the wind brushed her face, and the sullenness gradually dissipated.

She held her chin, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was thinking about something, and her childish little face gradually revealed a touch of thoroughness and firmness.

Sister Xiaomei said that it is not easy to survive in this society, if I can't even stand this grievance, what if I encounter greater difficulties in the future? I still have my mother to take care of, I must be stronger!

After thinking about it for a while, she seemed to have made up her mind, clenching her little fists, and looking full of fighting spirit.

In a good mood, she finally took care of her body. Her throat was already a little sore, and she remembered that there was a public drinking fountain not far away, so she trotted over to drink water.

After Guan Mufeng chased out of the villa, Qiao Yingying's figure was gone. He thought about it for a moment and searched all the way in the direction of going deeper into the community. After going around for most of the circle, he came to the vicinity of the trail facing the lake in the west, and then around the corner, he saw Qiao Yingying, who was jumping in this direction.

He subconsciously stopped, hiding behind a bush, starry eyes staring at Qiao Yingying, who was getting closer and closer.

"Is this it?" Qiao Yingying stopped in front of the drinking table, approached the faucet, looked carefully, and carefully turned on the faucet.

A thin stream of water spurted out, and Qiao Yingying showed a happy expression and lowered her head to drink water.

Her slender white neck is slender, and the lines are extremely beautiful, and there is a special beauty with the action of swallowing. His cheeks bulged out one after another, like a little squirrel, and Guan Mufeng's eyes suddenly softened.

Qiao Yingying drank a full amount of water, straightened up, felt that her hair seemed to be loose, and looked left and right to see that there was no one, so she put her hair down and tied it again.

She didn't have time to braid her hair in the morning, so she tied Wu Xiaomei's Protestant ball head and coiled her hair on the top of her head.

The waterfall-like black hair hung down, gently blowing with the wind, the sideburns scattered against the pale skin, Qiao Yingying's slender fingers slowly combed the extremely soft green silk, and her gestures were inadvertently with a touch of delicateness.

Guan Mufeng looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were slightly dark, and the fingers behind his back moved unconsciously.

She seemed to be fine, and her worries turned out to be unnecessary. He curled the corners of his lips slightly, his face was pale, and after a while, he walked away.

After tying her hair back up, Qiao Yingying rested on a bench on the side of the road and didn't go to the villa until almost seven o'clock.

When Qin Muchen saw her, he naturally sneered again. Qiao Yingying just didn't hear it, and concentrated on doing things, Qin Muchen thought that Guan Mufeng's reprimand had an effect, and she became more and more proud, so that she spared no effort to arouse her.