Rose with Snow

After being rejected by Song Yingshi, Huaixu didn't seem to persevere, but she never gave up.

Song Ying was distracted at the wrong time, remembering that both of them seem to be like this. They rarely use a tough side to force the other to respond, and they are not discouraged when they are rejected. When their attitude changes, they become adults who come and go, secretly. Surging temptation.

Just like when Song Yingshi directly held her hand in the classroom to lead the way, at this time, Huaixu's simple movements were all hints.

Most of the beautiful people can't help but admire what they do, but to the level of Huaixu, as long as she has a hint of indifference in her indifferent expression, she will be alive and fragrant when she raises her hands and feet. She has never lacked style, like a wisp of cold smoke, gently rounding out a graceful arc.

At this moment, she is waiting for her decision.

Song Yingshi calmed down: "Don't be like this, Huaixu."

Huai Xu asked back, "What?"

"You know."

"If you don't make it clear, how do I know?"

Huaixu retracted her hand holding the curtain and smiled Yan Yan.

A flash of sharpness flashed in Song Yingshi's eyes, and she walked over slowly:

"You really want to do this?"

Huaixu was silent, and then suddenly smiled:

"Looks like you won't allow it."

Logically speaking, Song Yingshi couldn't control what Huai Xu wanted to do, but both of them knew the impact of their actions on each other.

Most of the time they ignore this part, but sometimes they must face it, contradictions and harmony.

Song Yingshi walked in front of her at this time, looked around, and seemed to be looking at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling glass behind her.

Huaixu looked up at her from the bottom up, and whispered for a while:

"Song Yingshi, be reasonable, it's you who will do the first thing tonight."

She tempted her, and pushed her away again, there was no reason to retreat casually.

Thinking of this, the beast that had just hibernated in Huaixu's heart was about to move again and refused to give up.

Song Yingshi lowered her eyes, her posture was relaxed, but what she said had nothing to do with before:

"Did you just eat cake?"

Huai Xu was startled and shook her head:

"no."

Song Yingshi smiled and bent down.

She pointed to her face, and Huaixu followed her movements to see the white cream on her face.

The rose bloomed in front of her again, and the fragrance was warm.

Like a master who gives some sweetness to comfort a pet that is coquettish, Song Yingshi's words contained indescribable generosity, and said gently:

"Try Rongyi's cake."

Song Yingshi's eyes were very gentle.

All the advance and retreat of the two lost their meaning under such a gaze, and at the same time they regained a balance.

When this warm and warm current rushed towards Huaixu firmly, she once again realized the feeling of losing all her resistance, and she willingly disarmed and surrendered.

In Song Yingshi's eyes, as if being pulled by invisible gravity, Huai Xu leaned over and licked the cream on her face.

Song Yingshi held her shoulders, felt the sticky, itchy touch on her face, and let out a low laugh:

"How to be like a kitten."

This sentence is gentle and casual, and rolls out the tenderness and connivance of a lover whispering. Huai Xu's face was hot, and she only felt that the more she lived, the more she went back.

A handful of age - although Huai Xu usually sees herself as 18 years old, but now, she can't ignore that she should have 28 years of experience - to be described by Song Yingshi as a cat or a kitten, which is too embarrassing.

The sense of ups and downs brought about by the age difference is reversed at this moment, brewing inexplicable emotions that are even more trembling, and all the subtleties are magnified.

Huai Xu tried her best to control, and when the two separated, she fixed her eyes on her face for a while when she found Song Ying.

She had a hunch, but forced her self-esteem to pretend she didn't know.

When Song Yingshi was called by Shan Silan, she wiped her face and walked out, Huaixu put her face indifferently, walked to the mirror, and saw a woman with red face and spring eyes in the mirror.

Song Yingshi closed the door, walked out of the room and looked up to see Shan Silan's smeared face.

"Huh."

Shan Silan said with a blank expression, "Come together, we need a big adventure. Is Huaixu here? Come out together."

Song Yingshi remembered Huai Xu's expression at this time, and smiled, "She is not very convenient."

After vaguely speaking, she changed the subject: "What kind of big adventure? You guys are still playing big adventure."

Shan Silan: "Well, I played Truth or Dare for a while, and then it's gone... Now is my big adventure, I want to dance the seaweed dance in front of you, Quan Yuan Yuan asked me to gather 30 people, speechless, today She's proud of it late..."

Song Yingshi smiled. She followed Shan Silan to the living room. Everyone was already having a good time. When everyone came together, they pushed Shan Silan to jump quickly, and asked her to manage her expressions. It was best to dance while crying.

Shan Silan said that other people, and that she lost her personality tonight, rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly like never before, and performed seaweed dance and dance with Meng Meiyin.

Quan Yuanyuan slipped from the sofa to the ground with a smile: "Shansi Lan is awesome!"

Song Yingshi couldn't help laughing too, applauding Shan Silan who was about to be ruined by Quan Yuanyuan.

After Shan Silan finished dancing, Song Yingshi got up and went back to the bedroom.

Kou Lengyu hugged a trainee and said, "Why are you leaving in a hurry? Let's play for a while. Where's Huaixu? Why doesn't my captain come out to play?"

Song Yingshi opened her mouth and made an excuse: "She's going to sleep, I have to go back."

"Oh." Kou Lengyu seemed to understand, but the next sentence proved that she didn't understand at all, "What does it have to do with you when she sleeps? Are you a pillow or a quilt?"

Tao Qin next to him: "Pfft."

Lu Xuewen: "Hahahahahaha!"

A trainee shouted loudly: "Is it a pillow? I want to sleep with it in my arms."

Kou Lengyu laughed twice: "I understand, I also like to sleep with my friends, the girls are fragrant and soft."

Looking at the silly straight girl, most of the trainees present thought: You know a hammer!

"…"

Taking advantage of Kou Lengyu's attention, Song Yingshi slipped back to the small living room where there was no one.

No one was there at this time, and her expression relaxed, calm and quiet.

She checked it, and the task was completed.

Just now, she had drilled a loophole in the system for a long time. Although she rejected Huaixu, she took the initiative to give a little compensation and was not judged by the system.

Others sacrifice their lives to feed tigers, she feeds cats with her body.

Cats with claws are cute.

Song Yingshi slowly returned to the dormitory. She knew that the cat in the room was far from being satisfied, but she would not do anything else.

She is obedient and a shrewd predator who knows how to endure. Because she seeks more, she will not act rashly.

Of course, the most important thing is that this cat likes her, and even if it stretches its claws, it won't really scratch her. This is Song Yingshi's biggest reliance.

How funny they are always switching between hunter and prey.

A good night's sleep and a good night's sleep.

On July 14, the day of the third public of "The Star of Chunye".

Song Yingshi always wakes up early when there are important arrangements that day.

Because she slept early yesterday, Song Yingshi was in a good state of mind. The air in the morning was clean and vigorous, and she had no sleepiness before she got out of bed to wash her face.

Song Yingshi was about to get up when she glanced at Gu Zi's sleeping Huaixu, and suddenly thought of something.

After saving some health, she can now spend 100h to draw ten consecutive draws.

She changed her mind, looked left and right, and took out the small storage box at the foot of the hanger with bare feet.

In order to facilitate storage, they bought a set of three storage boxes. The smallest one was not used. It is still empty now. Now it comes in handy.

Song Yingshi sat back on the bed, hugged the storage box with the lid open, and started to play.

She first used the free whoring opportunity given by the system. The response time of the gashapon machine ranged from 1 minute to 3 minutes. After waiting quietly for more than a minute, she finally made a move.

System: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining [Mysterious Item: HP 12h]."

Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows in surprise and smiled happily.

She was very satisfied with this opening. It wasn't like the last time, and what she got for free was incense. As for 12 hours, it was 100 million rounded up.

With this good beginning, Song Yingshi was full of confidence and confidently chose Shilian.

The system thoughtfully prepared ten entrances for her. Song Yingshi only needed to operate it once, and then started to look forward to holding the storage box.

She knew that Shilianli must be dominated by ordinary items, but she was lucky today, so she might have a few more mysterious items. Speaking of which, what exactly is in the mystery item?

It took a long time for ten consecutive, and it took three minutes for her to hear the sound of the system, and then, items appeared silently in the storage box out of thin air.

When there was a shadow last time, Song Ying subconsciously glanced at Huaixu and made sure that she was still sleeping, so she carefully looked at what she got with peace of mind.

Song Yingshi was the first to glance at the whole picture, and her first reaction was: Very good, no fingertips.

It's not that she rejects the finger cuffs, it's just that no one wants to repeat it.

The next second, she looked at the huge names of these items, her upper and lower teeth were grinding together, and she asked the system faintly:

"system."

"exist."

"To tell the truth, this gashapon machine was moved from a **** shop, right?"

Song Yingshi asked this sentence with a blank face, her gaze shifted from the wireless to the wired one, to some remote remote control, and then to something she had never heard of before.

Because he was too speechless, he lost his temper.

She pointed at the three or four boxes lined up with her fingertips, which was incredible:

"What's the difference between these other than whether they have lines and colors? Take a step back and say I really need to jump..."

She still didn't want to say the term, "Even if I really need it, can I use so much? Why, let me use one and throw the other?"

The system didn't dare to speak at all.

Song Ying almost felt angina.

This was in exchange for the 100h of HP she had worked so hard to save, and she came out with these little spicy chickens that can be bought anywhere, or astringent little spicy chickens.

I thought the single draw was the starting point, but I didn't expect it to be the peak.

Before she died of anger, Song Yingshi counted the number of spicy chickens and found that there were only eight.

A last bit of hope ignited in her heart: "What about two more items?"

Only then did the system dare to say: "The other two are mysterious items, and a mysterious item given by the host after 10 draws."

Song Yingshi: !

"Speak quickly."

As long as there are enough mysterious items, she can forgive these spicy chickens. For example, 999h HP...

System: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining [Mysterious Item: HP 0.5h] and [Mysterious Item: HP 1h]."

Song Yingshi calmly said: "Okay, you can uninstall the gashapon machine. I, Song Yingshi, will never be able to do it again in my life."

"…"

The system quickly finished broadcasting the rest: "And [Mysterious Item: Still Image]."

Song Yingshi sneered: "And image teaching? It's very comprehensive."

The system silently unfolded the picture in Song Yingshi's mind.

Song Yingshi couldn't avoid seeing the content of the picture, only one glance, her expression was slightly condensed, and a sharp light flashed through her eyes.

Zheng Qiyi knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, the dim light shrouded him, and the fear and panic in his eyes were clearly illuminated.

The window cast a ray of light toward the direction where he bowed down, and finally landed on the black and gold high-heeled shoes at the edge of the picture, the toes of the shoes refracted sharply into thin lines.

Song Yingshi looked along the toe of the shoe, only to see the neat edge of the picture, the owner of the high-heeled shoes did not even reveal a trace of the skin on the instep, hiding in the endless void that Song Yingshi could not detect.

Looking at the edge where no trace could be found, Song Yingshi's heart palpitated for a moment.

She couldn't help asking: "This is the only picture?"

The system is business-like: "What you have extracted are low-level items among the mysterious items, only still images. If you need more content, the host can try to extract more intermediate and high-level items."

Song Yingshi: "Oh, I didn't watch it."

With her luck, it is estimated that she will never see any intermediate or advanced items in her life.

After saying a word to the system, Song Yingshi sat with her chin up for a while.

What does this picture mean? Predict the ending of Zheng Qiyi? Or is it an important fragment that has already happened in Zheng Qiyi's life?

The owner of the heels...who?

Song Yingshi was most concerned about the last question.

As long as Zheng Qiyi doesn't get in her way and harass her woman, she doesn't care what happens to Zheng Qiyi at all, but high heels... She desperately wants to know who the woman is.

Song Yingshi was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the passage of time, and Huaixu woke up drowsily. After seeing Song Yingshi's figure, she gradually became clearer.

"These…"

Huaixu's voice was hoarse just after waking up, soft as the wind, but Song Yingshi was startled, and only then did she regain her senses.

not good!

Before she could look at Huaixu, she immediately touched the lid of the storage box. As soon as her fingers touched the edge, she heard Huaixu leisurely say:

"I didn't expect your daily necessities to be so rich."

"…"

Huai Xu frowned lightly: "However, it's not suitable for you early in the morning, right?"

Song Yingshi slowly closed the storage box, turned around, and stuffed the astringent spicy chicken with the box into Huaixu's arms.

Huaixu: ?

Song Yingshi smiled generously and decently: "Actually, this is the third gift I carefully prepared for you, Captain. I hope the captain can play perfectly today. They are all brand new, don't be polite to me, there is not enough."

"…"

After the mischief early in the morning, it was inevitable that both sides would suffer, and the two chose to temporarily truce.

The number of votes sent out for the third performance is more than the previous two, and there will be a full 1,000 audience, which is twice as many as before.

An unprecedented event is about to start, and the air is warmed by the continuous arrival of the audience.

Jing Xuan and Shang Yan came very early today, arriving at the resort just after nine o'clock.

As the "old man" who came to the scene for the first time and the second, and the mainstay of their respective camps, the two held their mobile phones and chatted non-stop, giving directions to the fans and sisters who came for the first time.

After finally putting down the phone, Jing Xuan glanced in the direction of Baita: "Why didn't Xiao Shi and the others come out?"

Shang Yan is more rational: "It's not ten o'clock yet."

"But thinking that they walked here, I walked the road she and Huai Xu walked, hehe, hehe."

Jing Xuan said, stood up and took pictures of the surroundings, her tone became excited again: "Maybe they have also sat on the bench we are sitting on! It's under the White Pagoda, it's really possible."

Shang Yan is also moving.

Walking the road that idols have traveled, and seeing the scenery that idols have seen, it seems that you will be closer to idols.

Jing Xuan muttered, replied two messages, and sat back on the bench again. She was discussing with Shang Yan whether to go back directly at night, or take a break to stroll around N City, when suddenly there was a voice above her head:

"Hey, are you coming to the scene again?"

The voice was unfamiliar and familiar.

Unfamiliar because she didn't seem to have heard it in her life, familiar because she had heard it countless times across the screen, and even the soft tone at the end seemed to be engraved in her mind.

Jing Xuan's subconscious recognized the other party before her rationality, and she raised her head and blurted out:

"Little Ten?!"

No, more than ten.

She turned her eyes and saw Huaixu standing beside Song Yingshi.

She suddenly understood the incoherent "real people are a hundred times more beautiful than photos" and "indescribable immortal appearance" by the station sisters and lucky passers-by.

At a glance, the ice skin and snow skin are as translucent as a fairy.

Huaixu nodded lightly, and her voice was like a clear spring flowing down from the snow-capped mountains:

"Hello."

Song Yingshi looked at Shang Yan again, blinked and said, "I thought it was you when I was upstairs, but when I came down, it really was."

Saying that, she put on Huaixu's shoulders and joked, "Remember that you like Huaixu, I brought her down."

Shang Yan was able to speak calmly to her cousin, but when she came to Huai Xu, her head was empty, but she still looked very stable:

"Nice to meet you, I'm your fan."

God what is she talking about? Seeing customers are not so serious. Forget it, let it be, give up on yourself.jpg

Beside Shang Yan, Jing Xuan made a short "ah" sound.

She stammered: "Xiao Shi, A Xu, ah ah, I'm so excited, sorry I can't speak anymore."

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, not forgetting the responsibility of the president of the support club at this moment: "I... May I record a video? I want to commemorate it. You can take pictures, or you can't take pictures."

Huai Xu looked at her quietly, the light in her eyes was slightly soft.

She has always felt that there is a special relationship between fans and idols.

At the beginning of her previous life, she couldn't understand the existence of such a relationship, she and them had never known each other, but they would believe her so much, such a relationship must not be able to withstand the storm, and it would dissipate after a while.

But in her subsequent conflicts with other people, when she was covered in black material and almost fell several times, it was these girls who had never met before who held up the last clear sky for her.

Once, even she almost gave up on herself. The agent dragged a suitcase to her house, opened it, and saw all the handwritten letters sent to her by fans. She read the letters one by one and kept them at home.

Perhaps subconsciously, she remembers the goodness of her fans. Before she fully recovered her memory, she in this life decided to work harder because of her fans.

Now that his memory has been restored, Huai Xu has a more thorough and rational understanding of the relationship between the two, but he still cannot refuse the kind request of fans, let alone just a little effort.

She looked to her side, and Song Yingshi was also looking at her. The two looked at each other and knew each other's answers almost without asking.

Huaixu nodded and said, "You can record videos and take pictures at will."

"Thank you thank you! Great!"

In reality, the embrace of Song embraces! Live in the arms of Song Bao! They can move, talk, and laugh at them!

Jing Xuan shot around them, wishing to **** them into the camera and make a copy.

Even Shang Yan couldn't help but took out her phone and took a picture. Auntie and her idol standing together are so eye-catching, anyone who sees them can't help but pat them. Fortunately, there are few audiences now, otherwise they would definitely cause a commotion if they dare to come out together.

Dry standing is also standing, Song Yingshi calmly opened her business, and compared her scissors to the camera, which was very silly.

But she is eighteen years old now, and she is cute when she is eighteen. Thinking about it this way, Song Yingshi felt that she couldn't waste her youthful beauty, so she simply compared the two on her face. He smiled at Jing Xuan.

Jing Xi: "Ah, ah, ah !! Ten treasure youth invincible beauty !!"

"It's too exaggerated, hahaha."

"No no no no! You are super cute!!"

Huaixu glanced and looked again, seeing that the more they interacted, the more vigorous they were, she raised her hand to wrap a pair of scissors and confiscated the "tool".

Song Yingshi was inexplicable: "What are you doing?"

Huai Xu said succinctly: "It looks a bit silly."

Song Yingshi coughed, recalling the mood just now, it was indeed a little naive. But it is impossible to admit it, she smiled lightly:

"It's called being a fan. Teacher Huai, is it your turn to be a fan?"

Huaixu looked slightly stiff:

"I?"

In the past, her way of pampering fans was very simple. She asked assistants to post more pictures and held more concerts, but she had never sold her cuteness like this before, and she was in a dilemma for a while.

Song Yingshi smiled a little ruffian, radiantly: "Mr. Huai? Hurry up, hurry up."

Jing Xuan and monk Yan looked expectantly.

Huaixu pursed her lips, raised her hand to compare a small heart with her thumb and index finger, and smiled while touching her lips.

She was very uncomfortable. After two or three seconds, she put it away and looked at Song Yingshi with a bit of annoyance, but Song Yingshi grabbed her by the neck and hung it on her body and laughed sullenly.

That annoyance quickly rose to three points, Huaixu endured it, saw her still smiling, and said coldly:

"Is it so funny?"

She didn't want to do it.

Song Yingshi's laughter was lighter than a feather, and brushed past her ears:

"Laugh at you cute. Teacher Huai, you are the invincible young girl, and this title is given to you."

"…"

Huai Xu recognized that she was speaking ironically, pulled her off her body, and pursed her lips and glared at her. When he turned his head to look at the fans again, he did not show his anger, but much more gently:

"We're going to find teammates. You guys have fun. If you need anything, you can go to the staff. There are all on the way. See you on stage."

After being carefully told by Aidou, Jing Xuan and Shang Yan were so happy that they fainted.

"Then, come on, little ten Axu!"

"Looking forward to your cooperation to fall asleep!"

As she was talking, a group voice call popped up on Jing Xuan's lit screen. She accidentally touched it by mistake, and the voice inside came out:

"President, are you here yet? Soft 11 and I have arrived at the high-speed rail station, and we're taking a few subway lines..."

"Crooked, crooked, I'm Xiong k1ng—Tianmei, Chai Fugui, and Midnight Sad Rose? I'm almost there, where to meet?"

"I'm a lovely 0... Something's wrong, why does my ID sound weird?"

The voices of various girls were so lively that the four people present looked at them.

Jing Xuan hurriedly withdrew from the voice and said with a smirk: "Sorry, our group ID is a bit strange... They are all fans who are coming to the scene and are gathering."

She explained several sentences, for fear of being misunderstood that they were not a serious group.

And Song Yingshi's attention was all on these strange, and therefore particularly impressive IDs.

"…"

Her scalp tightened.

She knew that, needless to say, she even knew that there was another person in this group named Broke Xiaoji.

Feeling is today a large group friend meeting?

The author has something to say: "Ji Cub's Diary": On July 14th, Qing, Xiao Ji who broke the shell has grown up, and will give away daily necessities (stable)