lover beside

Chapter 250

The dressing room was full of mirrors, so even though Qing Huan was trying hard to hide her expression, she couldn't escape Qing Jin's eyes at all.Qing Jin smiled calmly, quietly looking at the man with flushed face and flustered hands and feet in the mirror.

He understood how she felt at this moment, just as he did every time he faced her.He is not in a hurry to impose those memories she has forgotten on her, because he knows that even if her superficial consciousness forgets him, she must still remember him in her subconscious...

No matter who they are, remember or forget, as long as two people are together, the chemistry between them will always exist-so, love is never about "remembering", but "having now".She loves him, even if she doesn't realize it, he knows that his kitten still loves him...

The master helped Qing Jin finish drawing her face, put the clothes on the hanger, and retreated to adjust the props.Qing Huan and Qing Jin were the only two people left in the whole dressing room, accompanied by faint lights and heavy colors and ink.

Qing Jin smiled, "Help me change my clothes."

Qing Huan blushed a little, "You are a fashion designer yourself, and you are the best at changing clothes, so don't ask me to help, I'm afraid the more you help, the more trouble you will get." In fact, he didn't dare to get close to Qing Jin.

Qing Jin smiled, "But this belt must be tied for me, I can't tie it myself." The palm-wide belt is an important part of the overall shape, otherwise the waistline will not be perfect, and the overall It will also appear "water".

Qing Huan had no choice but to come.The long belt had to be wrapped around Qingjin's waist three times.Whenever the belt goes around Qing Jin's back, Qing Huan's posture seems to be embracing Qing Jin.The face became more and more red.

"Qing Huan..." Qing Jin called softly.

Qing Huan raised her eyes confusedly, "Huh?"

"Do what you want..." It was like coaxing, but also like comfort, more like a little blush in a dream, lingering infinitely.

Qing Huan jumped in surprise, "What, what do I want to do?"

"Fool...Look at my makeup, what else is wrong?"

Qing Huan breathed hard, "You, you haven't put on lipstick yet..."

"Do you know why?" Qing Huan's hand was wrapping around Qing Jin's back, and Qing Jin held it down calmly, preventing Qing Huan from escaping.

Qing Huan was in a mess, "Because this is not a formal performance, of course you don't need to wear full makeup..."

Qing Jin smiled softly, "Play stupid..."

Qing Huan's mouth was dry, and she couldn't help sticking out the tip of her tongue to lick her lips, "I, what I said is true."

Qing Jin's cheeks drooped.Qing Jin is 1.9 meters zero, and Qing Huan will be less than 1.6 meters zero.The huge pressure brought by this height is easily revealed.Qing Jin pressed down slowly, and smiled slowly, "You're lying...you know very well that I left my lips for you..."

Qing Huan was too shocked to move, "Qing Jin, what are you talking about?"

Qing Jin sighed, "Do what you want, little cat, be good..."

Qing Huan panicked, "Qing Jin! We are siblings, we..." She couldn't speak anymore, and suddenly felt that this excuse was so pale.

Qing Jin smiled softly, "Okay, okay...Little cat, come on..."

Qing Jin's slender arms tightly supported Qing Huan's waist, bent her whole body, and brought it to Qing Huan... so close, Qing Huan wanted to say no, but her lips were already pressed against his. ...

You can't kiss, and you shouldn't kiss, but everything can't be stopped.Looting like landslides and seas, entanglement to death, suffocating sucking, longing to bite...

Qing Jin lifted the little Qing Huan off the ground, letting her comfortably stick to his body.Only when Qing Huan was almost suffocated did Qing Jin let her go; but he didn't let her go at all, he just took a breath, transferred the air in his mouth to her, and kissed her deeper...

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If it weren't for Master's call, saying that everything is ready, I don't know that the two people in the dressing room will kiss for centuries.

Qing Huan stood panting by the side of the velvet curtain, watching Qing Jin wearing a pure white gauze cloak, holding a paper fan in her elegant figure, and dancing to the melodious music.The movement is not fast, it is extremely graceful and soothing, with the ink painting on Qingjin's white gauze cloak, it seems that Qingjin is slowly pushing away an ink painting scroll, and outlines the distant artistic conception of Chinese culture stroke by stroke. , pen to heart, every detail...

The master stood beside Qing Huan, smiling heartily, "His state today is absolutely amazing! He is completely in the state, very excited, and has a strong desire to perform. He is a person standing under the spotlight, and he knows his performance too well. How to attract the audience's attention with every move..."

Qing Huan blushed even more.After that crazy kiss just now, it can be seen that Qing Jin's state is really "crazy"!

This is also the first time Qing Huan sees Qing Jin wearing ancient clothes.That natural elegance made her unable to move her eyes away.Xipi Adagio, the melody of Peking Opera blended into the melody of modern music, quaint yet lively, just in line with the situation of Qing Jin dancing modern dance with his face hooked...

Qing Huan only felt palpitations.Under the scorching and shining stage lights, she suddenly felt as if she was standing on the willow bank of the embankment under the scorching sun, secretly looking at the man in white jumping and dancing under the shade of the trees.The white clothes flipped with the wind, fluttering like her heartbeat...

Qing Huan shook her head, shaking off the illusion in front of her eyes.People say that love is the stone of destiny and the fate of three lives.So what about her and Qing Jin?Since they are siblings in this life, why do they still have so much confusion in their hearts?

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Driving back to the company, Qing Huan was careful not to touch the kiss just now in the car, and kept talking about business, "Qing Jin, I don't think it's okay to do this."

"how?"

"You're so—shine. If you're on stage with the models, who cares about the clothes? It's all about you."

Qing Jin couldn't help staring sideways at Qing Huan.The little man was almost on the door of the car, trying to keep a distance from him, and he didn't dare to turn his head, just staring at the window glass and talking to him.Qing Jin smiled, "What about you?"

"What me?"

"Are you looking at me too?"

"Qing Jin!"

"If you become angry from embarrassment, then—that's it..."

"you!"

Qing Jin finally revealed the answer, "Okay, little cat... This dance is actually just for you... The model is on stage, and I'm only acting as a live set in the shadows, and I don't dance."

Qing Huan was stunned, "You want to show me the dance?"

"Yes. I just feel that I once danced for you, on the willow bank of the water embankment. Maybe it's the fate of the third generation."

(End of this chapter)