Problematic Sister Fell In Love With Me

Chapter 926 Uh, uh, uh, uh? !!

"Photo? Evidence?" Because I jumped up suddenly, leaned against the empty Chu Yuan, caught my back on the bed, hugged my head for a while, and then held the tears of hate and stared up. I said, "I don't know what you're talking about. See clearly, is this a photo ?! Evidence ... Is it really you who kissed her with this expression?"

"Huh?" As Chu Yuan said, I did not feel right. I sat down again, snatched Chu Yuan's notebook, and took a closer look. "This is ... painted ?!"

Chu Yuan hummed, "Did you see it? Fool!"

Who are you calling idiots-I'm embarrassed to question Chu Yuan because I can't deny this fact myself.

Although I was amazed by the two people in the painting who are wonderful to me and Dongfang, a little more glance should reveal that this is by no means a photo-at that time, Dongfang and I were playing 'two little bees'. Touching the lips together was completely an accident. It was an accident that no one had thought of. Where can I go to brew the emotions of the gentleness of the man in the painting that I don't want to act! We should have been very embarrassed then. Where did this fairy-tale atmosphere come from?

Moreover ... although the buddy does not want to admit it, the gentle and affectionate man in the painting is indeed much handsomer than me, not that he looks so handsome, but from the pair of lifelike eyes, as if more than me This living person also needs to be agile. The aristocratic temperament that comes out from those eyes is even more impossible for a small citizen in this city. In other words ... the kissed tear mole girl has eyes that are alive, but In the surprise, I saw shyness and weakness, but I couldn't see the confusion and helplessness. Without the usual strength and vigilance, it really didn't look like a cruel oriental lady.

It looks like a god, but the two in the painting are obviously the products of idealization or even fantasy!

"The man looks like me, but the woman doesn't look like the East." I commented against it. Although I don't know why the East painted such a thing, but it is very different from the facts, so I feel relieved.

"brother……"

"Ok?"

"You are shameless."

"Are you hitting?"

"It was originally, are you so handsome?" Chu Yuan based on irony facts, and mocked sarcastically, "If he is a vase, you are at best a urinal ... hey ~"

I didn't hold back, and twisted her face fiercely, "Do you mean me? I am a urinal and you are still in my arms, so what have you done?"

When I saw Chu Yuan for a moment, I was laughed at myself, and the smelly girl's face was red with red ears, she explained, "I mean ... although you don't look good on him, but you are more useful than him, what do you understand?"

I said, "I am a urinal, you are ..."

"Ah-" Chu Yuan turned over and covered my mouth, letting me not say, "Look at people, Dosven is more temperamental, like someone who can say such disgusting words? Do you still say he is like you? ? "

I broke away from Chu Yuan's hand and laughed, "I said that this person painted like me, but didn't say that his temperament looks like me. You look at him like a Qiong Yao niche, where did I play? If I had Does this kind of look still work hard every day? Looking for a rich man, I call her two eyes, make a professional white face, how easy and moisturizing? "

Chu Yuan didn't like to listen, and took back the notebook from me, and was not good-natured: "Isn't Sister Bobo a rich man? Isn't Sister Murphy a rich man? The East is also a rich man, isn't it? Did it do what a professional little white face can do? "

This girl is clearly jealous ...

"Ah ... I didn't expect that the East would still paint. The painting is really good. It is indeed the young lady from a rich family. Have you ever invited a professional family to teach it?"

Seeing me shifting the subject, Chu Yuan snorted dismissively, shut down the computer, put it on the coffee table, then lay down, kicked me, motioned to prevent her from lying down, and I moved the buttocks to the side. She straightened her legs and was still dissatisfied. Seeing that I was still sitting, I deliberately lifted Erlang's legs and hung a foot beside my mouth. I knew what she meant, shook her head, and lay down. After turning over, holding my waist, she returned to the sleeping position that she was accustomed to, and she thought it was the most comfortable. Then she said, "The nanny sister named Zhen Nuo from the Oriental family is a talented student who has studied abroad and can do everything. So Oriental I do n’t need to ask for tutoring. She never learned to draw. She is a gift. I remember she said to me once that her dad was a travel painter. She knew everything when she was young, so she knew more or less. Well, before, I saw her sketching some models in a magazine, and she was very good, but I never saw her draw a picture seriously. I asked her if she wanted to help me to draw illustrations for my novel. She But she told me she would never paint Because her mother would hate to draw people ...... "

"Huh?" I was curious: "Why? Didn't you just say that Dongfang's father is a painter?"

I do n’t know anything about Dongfang ’s father. Dongfang never talked about anything about her father. I only heard her mention her father once, or was she cramping and I was in a sleepy state. In her state, she said a few words while hanging on the bridge of my nose with a kitchen knife-she hated her father and even forgot her father's appearance, because the man abandoned her when she was very young, causing harm She has been called as a 'wild seed' since she was young, mocked, and bullied ...

Her mother hates drawing, probably because she was abandoned by someone who can draw ...

"I don't understand," Chu Yuan explained, "East said that her mother hates people who can paint, but the first time I went to see her mother at her house, her mother was painting, and her mother She should like to paint very much. Oil painting, ink painting, whether Western painting or Chinese painting, are all very good. The paintings hanging on the wall of her house are all painted by her mother. "

"Is she jealous that someone else paints better than her?" I talked with Dongfang Mom today on the phone and felt that the woman was like her voice-naive! She is unreasonable and overbearing. She also speaks unusually arrogantly, like a little girl who has not grown up. "Hang her work all on the wall, you can see that she is a super narcissistic woman who likes to show off very much. This kind of woman , Self-esteem is usually strong, eyes are usually small, and good at jealousy ... "

"Why are you so bad at others?" Chu Yuan frowned. "Brother, is it you who has a small heart? You snatched away your daughter, and of course they have to be jealous of you. Let ’s talk about it today. You also said that you want to smoke They had a big mouth, and they were anxious. Why did you remember your revenge? Wouldn't it be because ... she stole Dongfang back? "

"Well," I said earnestly, "Why am I robbing Dongfang, not you?"

"You hate--" Chu Yuan slaps around my waist, and after laughing and cursing, he suddenly asks me, "Brother, do you remember the last time your computer was poisoned?"

"Remember ..." I got angry when I mentioned this stubble. "You and Dongfang don't go to sleep in the middle of the night, secretly go to the kind of websites that are not ridiculous, kind of movies that are ridiculous, hit Trojans, and hurt my computer All the documents in it are gone. "

"No!" Chu Yuan shyly said, "We ... no, what 'we', it has nothing to do with me. It is Dongfang. Dongfang didn't download that kind of movie at all, although she did at that time. I was very interested in things. I used to pull me to the underground sidewalk that the boys said, and wanted to buy that kind of video disc, but wasn't you bumped into it and scolded us both? After that, she would never dare It's ... "

I don't believe it, "You acknowledged it personally at the time, saying that you accidentally got poisoned while using that kind of computer ..."

Chu Yuan said with a smile: "Don't think about it, it was your preconceived understanding at that time. Dongfang just accepted it according to your words. In fact, she never made a movie at all. She would draw, but she would not use computer software. Drawing, she secretly got up every night at that time, and was drawing this kissing picture. The computer was paralyzed because when she asked others for software applications, the video tutorial sent by that guy turned out to be Trojan horse. "

"You wait ..." I was dizzy. "The computer is poisoned because of drawing?"

Chu Yuan nodded, "Yeah."

"Then why don't you tell the truth?" I gasped. "Girls from home, say that they are shaving + film poisoning, I'm ashamed of you!"

Chu Yuan eats flavor: "If I were her, I would rather admit the kind of non-trivial film, and never admit that I drew such a picture ... Which one is more ashamed?"

If you think about it, that's really the case. I was preconceived at the time. Even if Dongfang said she was poisoned for painting, I would not believe it. I would definitely ask her what she drew. Think about this painting ... I'm afraid it's not the East, but me!

"Why did she ... draw this stuff?"

"I don't know ..." Chu Yuan's simply seemed like a kind of dissatisfaction. I was dissatisfied with my knowingly asking, and after a moment of silence, she whimsically popped out. "Brother, if Dongfang and Sister Bobo really like you And want to marry you as your wife, what do you do? "

What I am most afraid of now is this kind of question. Isn't it like asking ‘Cheng Liusu and Murphy both like you, you can only marry a wife, who will you marry?’

"I refuse to answer such boring questions."

"Is it difficult to answer?" In the phrase Chu Yuan, "Well, then I will ask another way. If Dongfang and Bobo are willing to marry you as a wife at the same time, do you choose them both? Or choose a fringed one? "

"You are not over, are you?" I think Chu Yuan is entertaining me.

Chu Yuan is really over, "Then I will ask you another question-brother, Cheng Liusu likes me now, because I am your sister, but if she knows my secret, you think she will continue to like it me?"

This question made me speechless ...

Yeah, if Tassel knew Chu Yuan's secrets, could she still love Chu Yuan as much as she does now?

Chu Yuan didn't expect my answer, because she understood that even tassel may not have an answer.

I also finally understood that Chu Yuan's unusual attachment to the house was not based on a good vision of the future, but based on a fear ...

She squeezed into my arms, pointed my finger to my heart, and gently asked: "Brother ... Either the East, Sister Bobo, or Cheng Liusu, whether it is Sister Ye Ye, Sister Murphy, or Xiao Sister Zi, can't take my home, right? "

In silence, my heart, like the pace of the second hand, calmly made me feel incredible.

Unconsciously clenching the soft body in my arms, I also said "um" softly.

Very firm.

Chu Yuan arched again and buried his face deeper, "Brother ..."

"Ok."

"If I won the first place in the final exam, you would kiss me like you kissed Dongfang, would you?"

"Um ... uh ?!"

I was subdued into the strange atmosphere by the quietness of the night and the quiet tone of Chu Yuan, just wondering why my heartbeat was so calm when it should have been restless, so that the first reaction was still subconscious. And some inertial 'um', when I suddenly realized what Chu Yuan said, I was surprised 'um? !! "At that time, Chu Yuan had issued a" gege "for a while, laughing, waiting for me to talk, yawning pretentiously," The gentleman said, the horse is difficult to chase, fell asleep, fell asleep. I have a good test, I am asleep well, so I will be able to take a good test ~ "

This girl clearly did not give me the opportunity to regret it!

"I fell asleep too, that was a dream story ..."

Chu Yuan was silent for a while, and when I was frightened to think she was angry, she suddenly laughed: "Thinking every day, dreaming at night, I will tell everyone tomorrow, my brother wants to kiss me in the dream ~"

I was sweating a lot, and after running my brain three hundred times in a minute, I finally exhaled a long breath—the first grade, which is so easy to take?

I found sadly that my hope can only rest on others ...