I got excited. I saw my ex-girlfriend sitting across from me on a blind date.

Chapter 132 He Yingying made progress again

The scooter enters the community and parks the car.

He Qing and Lin Zhengran went upstairs together.

After entering the house and closing the door.

While changing her shoes, He Qing shouted to her sister's bedroom: "Yingying, are you busy? If not, come out and see who is here."

Although the two sisters are now rivals in love, as a sister, she is not without any ambition. After all, He Qing still has a little confidence in occupying Lin Zhengran.

He Yingying, who was busy doing comics in the bedroom, heard the sound.

Subconsciously I thought, is Master coming?

But she was afraid, what if it was her sister, a colleague, or some annoying relative? So she carefully opened the door and stuck her head out to take a look, until her big, watery eyes saw Lin Zhengran.

Then he smiled happily and said: "Master! Master is here!"

She quickly ran over and threw herself into Lin Zhengran's arms to hold him.

The two pony tails jumped up and down with the footsteps.

"Master, why didn't you tell me that you were here?"

Lin Zhengran touched her head: "Aren't you participating in a comic competition this week? I must come over and take a look. As a master, I can help you."

He Yingying chuckled: "I miss Master too, so let's go to my bedroom? I'll show Master the comics I've drawn these days!"

"Okay."

He Qing hung the bag on the shelf and looked at the two of them jealously.

My sister was like this every time Lin Zhengran came.

Especially He Yingying has inexplicably started to wear black stockings at home in the past two days, as if she has awakened some strange hobby.

A nerdy girl wearing black stockings in the bedroom every day sounds like she is not satisfied with her desires.

Lin Zhengran looked at He Qing: "Then He Qing will work hard to make dinner. Yingying and I will go to her bedroom to read comics."

He Qing came back to her senses and smiled and nodded.

I thought to myself that I would have to wear stockings more often. I couldn't lose to this little girl Yingying in terms of sex appeal.

He Yingying: "Master, let's go into the house quickly."

He Qing looked at He Yingying's blushing and smiling expression, and she suddenly thought of what happened a few days ago.

Quickly grab He Yingying's arm.

He Yingying turned around and wondered: "What?"

He Qing didn't say it clearly, but gave her a threatening look, as if to say, "He Yingying, you know what I mean, don't do that in the bedroom like last time! That's not normal!"

He Yingying's face suddenly turned red.

"Oh, I know, I know, no need to say it! I will pay attention."

She hugged Lin Zhengran's arm happily again: "Master, let's go to the bedroom!"

Hearing the sound of the door being closed and locked, He Qing paused and sighed helplessly.

Why did she lock the door again? Did she know this or not?

But last time I confessed to my sister that the situation was over, she just had to stop cheating. Anyway, even if there was progress, she had to tell herself.

He Qing went to the kitchen to start researching what to make tonight.

He muttered to himself while putting on his apron.

"I remember I haven't finished eating the mutton last time. Why don't I get some mushrooms to make a health soup to replenish his health on a snowy day."

In He Yingying's bedroom.

After all, this is not the first time Lin Zhengran has come.

Moreover, he had kissed this little girl last time, so the two of them were not so restrained.

Although I was never restrained in the first place.
  Lin Zhengran sat on the bed and watched He Yingying walk over normally, but because she was a small person, she seemed to be jumping up and down with a tablet computer.

"Master, master, take a look at the plot I have drawn these past two days."

Lin Zhengran took the tablet and looked at it carefully.

He Yingying sat aside and tentatively placed her small hand on the back of Lin Zhengran's hand.

Suddenly she let out a cry.

Lin Zhengran was curious: "What's wrong?"

He Yingying was surprised: "Master, your hands are so cold? Are you cold?"

"It's okay. It's still a bit cold this afternoon, but it was almost warm in the car just now."

He Yingying deliberately held one of Lin Zhengran's hands with both hands: "It's not even warm. Isn't it still very cold?" Lin Zhengran smiled and continued to stare at the comics on the tablet: "It's okay."

The little girl saw that he was looking seriously, and she shyly put her face on the back of Lin Zhengran's hand to warm him.

But after just keeping warm for a while, she felt it was not enough, so He Yingying pursed her lips, took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

He put Lin Zhengran's hand directly into her sweater.

Body temperature indeed surpasses all modern artificial objects, such as the warm baby that the principal gave to Lin Zhengran at school.

It's completely different from the temperature right now.

Lin Zhengran, who felt the warmth, looked up unexpectedly and saw He Yingying putting her hands in her clothes. The little girl was sitting next to him holding her little arms with both hands.

She blushed, holding back a little coldness and asked: "Master, are you warm?"

Lin Zhengran's hands could touch his underwear.

As she said that, He Yingying pulled the quilt again to cover him: "Master, please take off your shoes and come under the quilt. I have been lying on the quilt all day today, and the quilt is very warm when I lie on it."

Lin Zhengran chuckled.

She nodded and took off her shoes unceremoniously and got into bed. He Yingying smiled tacitly and covered Lin Zhengran with the quilt.

Lin Zhengran stared at the tablet: "Yingying has made progress in the past two days. After what happened last time, you are now more careful about the painting details of some special scenes."

He Yingying blushed and smiled.

"Really? I think I worked very hard too."

"But here, we can still improve it a bit, you see."

Lin Zhengran, who has ten times the comic level of Yingying, always sees some problems in time every time he comes to guide her, whether it is plot or painting.

Although He Yingying seems to have a very playful heart.

But whenever Lin Zhengran talked about comics, she would listen very seriously and attentively.

After listening to Lin Zhengran's talk for a while, He Yingying quickly gained some understanding, starting with seven times the ability to comprehend.

It was as if a lightbulb turned on in my brain!
  "It's true! I seem to understand what Master said, so let me change it now, Master!"

"Ah."

After He Yingying finished speaking, she didn't take out Lin Zhengran's hand. Instead, she ran into Lin Zhengran's arms.

Leaning against him, holding an electronic pen in front of him with her little hand, she modified the details of the character.

This process is actually very slow.

For about ten minutes, she painted very carefully.

Lin Zhengran's hands gradually warmed up.

It's just that once people get warm, it's easy to do other things.

Lin Zhengran's hands were blocked by the underwear in his sweater and felt uncomfortable.

So I almost subconsciously separated a certain button.

He Yingying suddenly shouted out while painting, but she did not raise her head. She just stopped her hand, lowered her head and continued painting with a red face.

He acquiesced to Lin Zhengran's behavior.

He Yingying pursed her lips hard and tried to calm down.

I am already a master, so I can definitely do whatever the master wants.

It's okay...I'm an adult now.

She was comforting herself like this, but her face was getting redder and redder, so red that it was almost smoking.

Lin Zhengran was also curious about this little girl, she was obviously at the airport.

But it's so cute.

Just like that, in the silence, He Yingying finally finished painting and looked up at Lin Zhengran with watery eyes.

"Master... I've finished the painting and I'll show it to you."

"Oh that's fine."

He took his hand out and took the tablet.

He Yingying seemed to be relieved, but she seemed to be looking at his hand reluctantly.

While Lin Zhengran was checking the results.

He Yingying took out the untied things and threw them aside.

Then he took the initiative to hug Lin Zhengran's body, raised his little head and stared at him: "How is Master? Has Yingying's painting technique improved?"

(End of this chapter)