Chapter 85: I really want to push my sister to roll on the bed

Humans will issue subconscious commands when faced with fright, some are dodging, some are closing their eyes and pretending to be ostriches, and Zheng Xiuyan, when she is frightened, likes to subconsciously hold something.

You give her a cactus, and she can hold it.

Not to mention Wang Luo, a strong man who is tall and warm, hugging Wang Luo's tight waist, feeling his strong heartbeat and the clean smell on his body, Zheng Xiuyan lost her mind for a moment, and there were some strange reactions in her heart and physiology.

Peace of mind, and inexplicable stimulation.

Since the first TV series hit the streets, Zheng Xiuyan has rarely had the opportunity to have such close contact with the opposite sex.

Zheng Xiuyan turned on the faucet, and some cool water washed her little hands, but it couldn't wash away the heat on Zheng Xiuyan's cheeks.

Pursing her lips and looking at her little face flushed in the mirror, her bright self, Zheng Xiuyan was tempted by herself, what a cute girl!

"He's face blind." Zheng Xiuyan pursed her lips, pouted in the mirror and complained, turned off the faucet to dry her hands,

Zheng Xiuyan watched the flush on her face slowly fade, and sighed faintly.

Sure enough, the excitement was also instantaneous, she looked down at her full chest again, and Zheng Xiuyan pursed her lips and snorted softly.

Although he is face blind, he is also a hateful pervert.

However, his body is so hard, and he feels so secure.

Zheng Xiuyan lowered her head and looked at her chest, blushing and inexplicably stunned......

This two-story villa was bought by Zheng Xiuyan and Zheng Xiujing together, and they bought it to live with their parents, but in recent years, their parents have been taking care of business abroad and rarely in South Korea, and the Zheng sisters are also busy with their daily schedules, except for the little things that come back occasionally, most of the time they live in the dormitory.

But Zheng Xiujing has always had a wish, that is, to bring Song Qian to her house, wanting her to see with her own eyes what her room looks like.

"Oh." Song Qian pushed open the door under the leadership of Zheng Xiujing, and the room was full of the fragrance of the perfume she gave Zheng Xiujing, some sweet, some cold, just like Zheng Xiujing herself, but this is not the reason why Song Qian was surprised.

The reason for her surprise was that Zheng Xiujing's room would be like a photo studio's dark room, full of photos, and a photo that she had never even seen herself was hung in a particularly conspicuous place.

"When was this filmed?" Song Qian blinked her eyes wide, her face full of surprise.

In the photo, Song Qian seems to be still sleeping, and the photographer took it from a very close angle.

"Last time we traveled abroad, I secretly filmed it." Zheng Xiujing hugged Song Qian's waist, and her eyes completed two crescents, "Isn't it very good-looking." ”

"Miss Zheng Xiujing, you can shoot it, why is it still washed out and hung in the room? It's embarrassing. Song Qian looked at the particularly conspicuous photo, obviously embarrassed.

"I took it just to hang it in my room." Zheng Xiujing smiled, pulled Song Qian to sit on the bed, took out a photo album from the desk and handed it to Song Qian.

Song Qian opened the photo album suspiciously, and the more she flipped through it, the more frightened she became, because this whole book was herself.

A trace of doubt flashed in Song Qian's heart, and she asked quietly, "Ah! Why didn't you tell me when you secretly filmed! ”

"I want to surprise you." Zheng Xiujing looked at Song Qian with clear eyes, pursed her lips, and pulled out another photo album, "This is Zheng Xiuyan's, she hasn't seen it herself." ”

Song Qian opened Zheng Xiuyan's photo album, put down the doubts in her heart, grew a breath, her tense face relaxed, and glanced at Zheng Xiujing, "Why didn't I know that you still have the hobby of secretly shooting?" ”

"What is a candid photo, it's just that when you took pictures, you just happened to be asleep." Zheng Xiujing swallowed her saliva, looking at Song Qian's somewhat coquettish expression just now, her heartbeat began to accelerate inexplicably again.

Looking at the big bed with light blue sheets behind her, Zheng Xiujing pursed her lips and glanced at Song Qian.

I really want to push my sister to roll on the bed~

Song Qian flipped through the photo album, did she purse her lips and chuckle, because Zheng Xiujing's shooting techniques were not good, some photos were really ugly, no wonder she didn't dare to show Zheng Xiuyan, if she showed her, she would definitely be beaten to death.

Song Qian flipped through the photo album that belonged to her, to be honest, it really scared her at first, because collecting a person's photos should have some special meaning.

Although Zheng Xiujing has always been very clingy to her, she thinks that it should not come to this extent, she is seven years older than Zheng Xiujing, and she has always been treated as a child, but when she receives this kind of surprise.

Song Qian still thought crookedly for a moment, she wondered if Zheng Xiujing was in love with her, but Zheng Xiujing took out Zheng Xiuyan's photo album again, which made her ashamed of her dirty thoughts.

The little one may really just think of himself as family, and he can't be the same mess as he thinks.

While being ashamed, I was a little inexplicably moved and relieved, and I had the illusion that the child had finally grown up.

Song Qian laughed out loud and pinched Zheng Xiujing's somewhat reddened cheeks.

"Laughing at what?" Zheng Xiujing was a little puzzled by Song Qian's sudden laughter: "Which photo was taken more funny?" ”

"No, it's a good shot." Song Qian closed the photo album and looked at Zheng Xiujing with gentle eyes, "In the past, you always said that I was like your family, but I didn't believe it, but now, I believe it." ”

Zheng Xiujing's heart jumped, she pursed her lips and blinked her eyes a little aggrievedly, "Sister doesn't believe me!" ”

"No, it's our Xiujing who is too difficult to figure out, and I don't have confidence in myself." Song Qian squinted her eyes and gently touched Zheng Xiujing's soft hair, "I'm really happy to be called an important person in Xiujing's heart." ”

Listening to Song Qian's sweet and glutinous voice, Zheng Xiujing had an inexplicable impulse, which is called confession.

She really wants to tell Song Qian now, you are not the important person in my heart, you are the only person in my heart.

However, Zheng Xiujing still endured it, because she knew that it was not time yet, and she was not ready.

Zheng Xiujing wrinkled her nose, put away the album and put it back in its original position, and took Song Qian's hand, "Sister doesn't believe me, let's wait and count, now let's go to dinner first, it's so fragrant, it's definitely not made by Zheng Xiuyan." ”

"Maybe Su-yeon's seniors have been really learning cooking lately." Song Qian said with a smile.

"She's a person who can boil water and make a pot leak, how can she cook? Wait a minute, you have a good taste, which dish is it, I want to make her lose face. Zheng Xiujing said with a shake of her little head.

"That's not right." Song Qian hugged Zheng Xiujing's waist and pointed her finger on her smooth forehead, "Today's task is to reconcile, not to quarrel." ”

"Then she has to make peace." Zheng Xiujing raised her chin arrogantly.

"As long as you obediently don't get angry with her, it's definitely no problem to reconcile." Song Qian said with a smile.

"Then you tell her to stop taking care of me in the future, it's annoying, how old am I." Zheng Xiujing pursed her mouth and complained.

"I'm only twenty years old, and I haven't had a coming-of-age ceremony yet, so I'm still a child." Song Qian pinched Zheng Xiujing's cheek.

"But in the United States, I'm already an adult." Zheng Xiujing said with some dissatisfaction.

"But this is South Korea, and it's really not allowed to go to a bar before you are twenty years old." Song Qian tilted her head and smiled, "This matter is indeed your fault, so ah, you have to be obedient." ”

"Okay." Zheng Xiujing nodded: "I'll try." ”

"Good." Song Qian patted Zheng Xiujing's head and took her hand down the stairs.

"Just right, let's eat." Zheng Xiuyan sat in the master's seat, the table was already full of food, and beckoned to Song Qian and Zheng Xiujing.

Song Qian pulled Zheng Xiujing to sit down and looked around, "What about Representative Wang?" ”

Zheng Xiuyan raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Song Qian, "He went to wash his hands." ”

"Who called me?" Wang Luo came out of the bathroom, wiped his hands with a tissue and smiled.

"Nobody called you." Zheng Xiuyan glanced at him angrily and pointed to the position on the other side of herself.

Wang Luo sat down and looked at Zheng Xiujing, who had a small black face on the opposite side, and smiled, "Miss Zheng Xiujing doesn't seem to be very happy every day."

"You have to take care of it." Zheng Xiuyan glared at Wang Luo, and dared to talk to his sister.

Wang Luo smiled and touched his nose, looked at the steaming and fragrant food on the table, and showed an exaggerated expression, "Wow, you made these dishes?" ”

"Didn't you watch me do it?" Zheng Xiuyan glared and said through gritted teeth.

"Hehehe, I forgot, I patronized the fire hydrant and prepared to put out the fire." Wang Luo smiled: "You can eat it, right?" ”

Zheng Xiuyan glanced at him again, "It's okay, Representative Wang will invite you first." ”

"I'll enjoy it." Wang Luo said seriously, and then sandwiched a piece of braised beef and put it in his bowl.

Looking at Wang Luo's unceremonious appearance, Zheng Xiujing pursed her lips disdainfully and glanced at Song Qian, and sure enough, Song Qian's delicate brows frowned slightly, as if she was also dissatisfied with Wang Luo's rudeness.

Zheng Xiujing suddenly became happy in her heart, sure enough, this bad uncle has more and more shortcomings, and Sister Song Qian will see his true face sooner or later.

And then it will throw itself into my arms!

After all, I'm smart, cute, beautiful, and polite Zheng Xiujing.