Xiao has been thinking about it for a long time

Chapter 342 Show Your Love, Let Others Have No Love To Show
To be an elegant, perfect, dignified, reserved and beautiful senior is the small goal Ye Mian set for herself.

She wanted to use this perfect image to make Jiaohua fall in love with her to death, but what he wanted to keep in his heart was her perfect image.

But sometimes I'm still a little tired.

After walking for so long in the morning and not having enough to eat, she felt aggrieved, she was about to fall asleep in the sun, she counted the time with her fingers, and thought that Jiaohua might come back half and half, if she really wanted to come back, there was still time It took about twenty minutes and half an hour, so she temporarily put down the burden of her senior sister, sat down on the steps, and was going to stand up after a while.

Just stand up before Jiaohua comes back to see her, and restore her grace and dignity.

But unexpectedly, basking in the sun was a bit comfortable. When she was drowsy, a shadow fell directly in front of her.

Then there was an extremely familiar voice.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Ye Mian's drowsiness and grievances immediately dissipated, and the dignified and elegant senior sister was on her shoulders, driving her to stand up quickly, her mind running at high speed, thinking about what reason should be used to explain how bad she was sitting at the door like a beggar attitude.

But he couldn't figure out the reason, but because he got up suddenly, his eyes were dark, and he fell directly forward.

It fell steadily into Fu Ran's arms.

Ah~ Although the black and white TV screen was black and white in front of her eyes, it didn't delay her feeling Jiaohua's beautiful body/body through touch.

What a perfect opportunity to get in touch, so the bloody plots in novels and TV dramas are all so beautiful?

It's just that the heroine may not be in good health, and the screen is always stuck and dizzy.

She threw herself into his arms and suddenly stopped moving, Fu Ran didn't point it out, hugged her and asked gently: "What's the matter, dizziness?"

Ye Mian nodded pitifully but pretending to be strong.

This is what the heroine should be, and she can.

"Why do you suddenly feel dizzy? Didn't you eat breakfast or lunch?"

"Breakfast, lunch... the chicken legs are cold."

Fu Ran Wen Yanxu pinched the back of her neck and lifted her out a little, looking into her eyes, "Drumstick?"

"...The takeaway was the fastest, and I only ate a little bit."

She sighed pretending to be sad, "I went out to meet some friends, and when I came back, I found that my roommates had all gone out on a date, and I was the only one left."

Fu Ran still put his hand on the back of her neck, caressing casually, "So you came here to wait for me without lunch?"

"Ah."

"It's you who didn't let me have dinner with you." He let out a breath of relief, "Why didn't you call me? I didn't reply to your messages."

Ye Mian took out the phone to have a look, then cast a quick glance at him, "Oh...it's muted."

Jiaohua, let's continue discussing about loneliness and lunch, and forget about the me who just sat on the ground.

Fu Ran looked at her helplessly with the corners of his mouth curled up, with a conniving attitude, "Although I didn't call in time, but I knew I was wronged and came to me. Senior sister has done a good job."

"..."? ? ?Wait a minute, senior sister is not wronged, and senior sister did not participate in any of your transformation plans.

Fu Ran didn't seem to notice her ignorance, and his voice was a few degrees more gentle. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, and said, "It's better for me, right?"

"...Yes." She was about to drown in this damn tenderness.

"What do you want to eat?" He straightened his waist, his eyes were smiling, his delicate facial features were beautiful, and many times he was more attractive than beautiful girls.

Ye Mian's heart beat fast, she bit her lip, "Just eat some dumplings."

Fu Ran nodded and hugged her again.

It seemed that he didn't intend to lead her in immediately.

She just wanted to ask if she wanted to say some more love words to deepen her relationship or kiss her impatiently for 2 minutes before leaving.

Fu Ran lightly patted her trousers twice, which was a very serious action of slapping ashes. When he did it, it was very natural and full of gentleness.

But Ye Mian couldn't control it, she became stiff inch by inch.

She felt as if she had exchanged a glance with Medusa and started to petrify.

Shame, shame, shame!

The crimson color on her neck, ears, and cheeks quickly climbed up, her whole head was like a kettle, steam was bubbling from her ears, the lid on the top of her head was going up and down like a coffin board that couldn't be held down, and she rolled her eyes , the water in my mind boiled.

Fu Ran wanted to lead her up the steps after the filming, but she recovered from the petrification, threw off his hand and crashed into his arms, hung tighter, buried her face in his arms, and couldn't move.

Even Fu Ran was stunned for a second.

Then he lowered his head and asked her, "Do you want me to carry you in?"

Without waiting for an answer, he directly picked her up, put his arm around her thigh, held her upright in his arms, and walked up the steps in two steps.

"Then hold on tight, I'm going to open the door."

Ye Mian immediately put her arms around his neck.

Although it is still a shame, this kind of opportunity is rare, so cherish it!

At this time, there should be no situation where "I don't know where to put my hands".

After opening the door and entering the room, Fu Ran put him on the sofa and went to the kitchen.

"How many dumplings do you have?"

The water in Ye Mian's mind was still boiling, and she replied in a dazed way: "6...8."

"Then I will cook 12."

"…………"What's the meaning?What does it mean? !

They said they wanted 8 and cooked 12, but in fact there were 13 in the bowl.

Fu Ran wiped his hands with a towel, turned his head to look at the top dumpling in the bowl, "The extra one is mine."

"feed me."

Trembling, Ye Mian picked up the dumpling and fed it to him, her hands were shaking like Parkinson's.

"It's okay," Fu Ran commented after eating, "Eat it, I'll take you to eat chicken drumsticks with sauce tonight."

Where is the place for chicken legs in her heart? !I don't even know what the stuffing of dumplings is, and only the word Fu Jiaohua is left in my mind.

Holding the bowl and eating dumplings, Ye Mian was crying in her heart.

She has never felt like today that her senior sister's dignity is not worth mentioning.Fu Jiaohua called her senior sister, senior sister, but she didn't treat her like a senior sister in her behavior!
Of course, this can also highlight her youth and pretentious success from the side, but!But she always thought that the script she took was an elegant and rational senior x a young and energetic little wolf dog. Who knew it was only now that she realized that it was clearly a drama about an idiot/idiot senior who was dedicated to pretending to be tender x a wise, black-bellied and aggressive boss!
The secrets she prepared to teach her junior how to fall in love with a senior sister are all useless. Mr. Fu unknowingly transformed her into looking for a boyfriend whenever she has something to do, and looking for a boyfriend when she feels wronged. She is hungry. Still looking for a boyfriend, silly and sweet!

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Fu Ranran: It's okay, I just like you as silly and sweet.

Ye Mianmian: No!We shouldn't be such male and female protagonists! (Ziwei weeps)

(End of this chapter)