The Vicious Supporting Female Character And The White Lotus Female Lead

Teng supermarket, buy some fruit."

"Yongteng Supermarket... is next to the studio I'm going to," Nie Zhen'er curled her lips happily, "I can go with you~"

Nie Zhen'er is so cute.

Luan Qingxiao sighed in her heart.

Ding!Opportunity two is about to appear, it’s a missed opportunity, please go to Qingfeng Studio to sign up to learn painting with the hostess now~]

Luan Qingxiao asked: "Do you want to learn to paint?"

Nie Zhen'er nodded: "I have been studying since junior high school for four years. Is Luan also interested in painting? The studio I studied is very good. This time I went to register for the summer class."

Luan Qingxiao lowered his head and saw the expectation in her eyes. He was in a good mood and smiled on her face: "You can call me by my name. I will call you Zhener in the future. Since the studio is so good, I will go and have a look with you. Maybe you will sign up."

"Yeah! Student Luan, it's not right, it should be... Qingxiao!" Nie Zhen'er raised his small face and showed a bright smile.

Luan Qingxiao smiled and scraped her index finger on the tip of her straight nose.

How silly and fufu,

But it's even cuter this way.

Arrogant x Weak 9

The heat from the sun scorched the ground, and soon the rain on the ground dried up.

"Snapped!"

Nie Zhen'er opened the pink lace sun umbrella, "Qingxiao, the sun is so hot, let's play the sun umbrella together."

She held the umbrella and tried to get above Luan Qingxiao's head, but Luan Qingxiao was too high. She stood on tiptoes to cover the two of them, but she couldn't walk at the same time.

Nie Zhen'er's two thin eyebrows furrowed, his little red mouth pursed slightly unconsciously, his eyes filled with distress.

Luan Qingxiao saw that she was very tired, and stretched out his hand to take it: "I'm coming." Easily held the sun umbrella, casting a shadow on the two of them.

Nie Zhen'er felt that she was too short and very useless. He couldn't even hold the sun umbrella, and was embarrassed in front of Luan Qingxiao.

Their relationship has just moved forward. What if Luan Qingxiao is not allowed to call her by her name because of this.

Girls like to play with the same height, Luan Qingxiao agreed to go with her, it must be because of sympathy.

Luan Qingxiao thought that he helped Nie Zhen'er, Nie Zhen'er would be very happy, but Nie Zhen'er lowered his head and no longer secretly looked at her, the words "I'm not happy" lingered all over her body.

Luan Qingxiao touched the top of her head lightly: "Zhen'er, although you have to pay attention to your feet while walking, you can't always keep your head down and hit the obstacle in front of you?"

Nie Zhen'er raised her head obediently, her white and tender ears were exposed from the black hair feathers, feeling the strength of Luan Qingxiao on the top of her head, flushing on her ears, her eyelashes trembling lightly, like a flying butterfly. Well, thank you for reminding me." What sadness, sadness, all flew away.

Qing Xiao just touched the top of my head!

After ten minutes' journey, Nie Zhen'er felt that the two of them arrived in just one minute.

"I'll go to the studio with you first, and buy fruits when I go back." Luan Qingxiao took the sun umbrella back and held it in his hand.

"Yeah!" Nie Zhen'er was in a very good mood, walking lightly to the door of the studio, a blooming flower blooming on the hem of her skirt.

Nie Zhen'er opened the door and turned back to Luan Qingxiao and said, "Qingxiao, you are advanced."

There was also a bead curtain in the door. Luan Qingxiao opened the bead curtain and walked in, standing by the door, draping the bead curtain for Nie Zhen'er, "Come in."

Nie Zhen'er couldn't believe that Luan Qingxiao actually played the bead curtain for her.

She quickly passed through the gap under the bead curtain, and when she turned her head, she saw Luan Qingxiao closing the door and letting go of the hand holding the bead curtain. The light-colored glass beads swayed back, colliding with each other with a crisp sound.

Qing Xiao is so considerate.

Nie Zhen'er stared at Luan Qingxiao with bright eyes.

For Luan Qingxiao, this kind of trivial matter is nothing but a "raise of effort", which is nothing at all, but everything has entered Nie Zhen'er's heart.

There is no staff on the first floor. There is a table directly opposite the door with a leaflet neatly placed on it. Luan Qingxiao has not moved yet. Nie Zhener has put the leaflet in Luan Qingxiao's hands, "Qingxiao, look at it. "

The above is nothing more than the past achievements of the teachers who taught painting and the awards of the students studying here.

Luan Qingxiao saw Nie Zhen'er's name on it. She won the first prize in the National Youth Group last year.

Luan Qingxiao pointed to the name to show Nie Zhen'er, and said with a smile: "Little girl, painting is very good."

"I'm the same age as you, I'm not a little girl anymore." Nie Zhen'er had different concerns and retorted sullenly.

"Not a little girl? That's called your eldest lady? Huh? How?"

Facing Luan Qingxiao's smiling face, Nie Zhen'er didn't care about being depressed, and was dizzy: "You, you like it."

Luan Qingxiao's eyes tucked slightly. He clearly didn't have any makeup, but his eyes were full of beautiful colors. The clear eyes gleamed, "I don't want to sign up, where can I report?"

"You made a decision so quickly, are you a little impulsive?" Nie Zhen'er was surprised.

"A studio that makes Zhen'er so recognized must have its merits," Luan Qingxiao nodded on the tip of Nie Zhen's nose, "I'm not impulsive, I believe your eyes."

Nie Zhen'er was almost stunned by Luan Qingxiao’s remarks. After returning to her senses, she found that the two had arrived on the second floor, and Luan Qingxiao was signing the contract after paying the money...

Luan Qingxiao signed his name happily and was told that starting tomorrow, classes will be held every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, from 9 am to 11 am, and from 3 pm to 5 pm. Be careful not to be late. You can buy the painting equipment you need. It can be purchased in the studio.

Nie Zhener said: "The tools in the studio are more basic and suitable for beginners."

Luan Qingxiao remembered that he had drawn a time-limited skill related to painting. In that case, he must give full play to the skill's greatest value, "No. Your painting tools should be good, right? Where did you buy it?"

"I bought it in the style store next to the Children's Palace, not far from here, I can accompany you later." Nie Zhener knew that Luan Qingxiao had a good family background and didn't need money, so he stopped persuading him to buy cheap painting tools.

After Nie Zhen'er finished signing up, the two went to the nearby Yonghui Supermarket to buy some fruits. Yonghui Supermarket had delivery service. Luan Qingxiao filled in the address and phone number and time of delivery. The two went empty-handed to the cultural and sports store to buy painting tools.

Nie Zhen'er took the initiative to select painting tools for Luan Qingxiao, choosing everything very carefully. The two of them came out of the style store, and it was past 11 o'clock.

Luan Qingxiao carried two big bags in her hand, Nie Zhener wanted to carry one from her, but Luan Qingxiao refused.

These things are almost half the size of Nie Zhen'er, and the weight is not small. Luan Qingxiao is a little struggling to carry it, how can it be carried by the petite and lovely Nie Zhen'er.

"Qing Xiao, don't think I am not tall, I look thin, but I am actually very strong." Nie Zhen'er did not give up and tried to convince Luan Qingxiao.

Luan Qingxiao's gaze flicked across her slender waist, which was not gripped."Then, how about giving it to you when I get tired?"

"...Okay." Nie Zhener knew that Luan Qingxiao would definitely not be "tired" anymore.

This has been the case since childhood, because of her appearance, someone always took the initiative to protect her and take care of her.

Nie Zhener once encountered a robbery. At that time, the robber was very close to her. She stood there without moving. Then she saw a strange man trembling all over, who was obviously afraid, but he slowly moved in front of her to block the robbery for her. The bandit's sight, turned around to comfort her not to be afraid.

There is a snack street near the Cultural Palace. In order to thank Nie Zhener for choosing painting tools for her, Luan Qingxiao invited her to lunch.

Nie Zhen'er originally wanted to refuse, but when she thought that this was the first time she had dinner with Luan Qingxiao, she couldn't say anything to refuse, "Why don't we aa." She suggested.

"I know you don't want to take advantage. I will invite you this time, and you will invite me again next time. You call me friends only if you have a relationship, don't you?"

Luan Qingxiao can always convince Nie Zhen'er.

After eating and returning home, Nie Zhen'er felt like she was dreaming this morning. Luan Qingxiao talked to her so softly, even softer than when she was at school.

She lay on the bed and planned to take a nap. She didn't fall asleep for a while, her head was full of Luan Qingxiao. Every movement and every smile of her circulated endlessly in her mind.

Nie Zhen'er rolled on the bed and finally fell asleep holding the quilt for a long time.

Ding!The heroine's happiness is 15%.Congratulations to the host, keep working hard~]

Luan Qingxiao was doing a question in the study, and suddenly there was a little milk voice of System 520 in his ear.

Luan Qingxiao couldn't help holding the pen and fell into deep thought: Did she do anything extraordinary this long time? How did the heroine's happiness increase?

Arrogant x Weak 10

Because the two lived close together, they agreed to go to the studio together.

This time Luan Qingxiao didn't wait, but as soon as he came out he saw a petite and excited figure in the distance.

Nie Zhen'er's little face flushed, and he was full of energy. At first glance, he slept very well yesterday.

Seeing Luan Qingxiao, she jumped excitedly on the spot and stretched out her hand to say hello: "Qingxiao!"

Luan Qingxiao smiled unconsciously on his cold face: "Why are you so happy?"

Thinking of the 5% increase in happiness yesterday, Luan Qingxiao then asked: "Did you come home yesterday and ate something delicious? Or did you meet someone you like?"

Nie Zhen'er wears white t-shirts and light-colored high-waisted denim cropped pants today. The white t-shirts are pinned to jeans. The waist is thin as if it can be easily broken. The legs are long and straight, and the exposed ankles are white in the sun. Transparent, light blue blood vessels can be seen.

Because they were going to play a parasol, the two were close together, and Luan Qingxiao could see the pink pinna from her hair feathers when she lowered her head.

Nie Zhen'er raised her head and said nervously, "Is it so obvious that I am happy?" She had obviously exercised restraint as much as possible.

"What do you mean, Miss." Luan Qingxiao flicked her ear.

Luan Qingxiao felt that Nie Zhen'er's body became tight after his actions, and the blush spread from the auricle to the cheeks, "It must be because I am going to the studio, I like painting very much." Blinking big flashing eyes.

"It's that simple?" Happiness increased by 5% because of painting?

Nie Zhen'er definitely nodded, "It's that simple, I'm easily satisfied."

Luan Qingxiao: 520, this heroine is not bad. It seems that I will be able to complete the task and receive the bonus soon and reach the pinnacle of life.

[Host, cheer up~]

Luan Qingxiao was in a great mood, suddenly stretched out his hand to embrace Nie Zhen'er's thin shoulders, tilted his body slightly, and put a small portion of his weight on Nie Zhen'er.

She thought that Nie Zhen'er's body would be at least skewed or staggered, but Nie Zhen'er stood very steady, but his body was a little stiff and his face turned red.

Luan Qingxiao watched it interestingly and started to be mischievous. He wanted to see when Nie Zhener would push him away, so he kept holding people crookedly, and found a reason for himself: "The umbrella is too small, let's stay closer. Don't you mind?"

The charming phoenix eyes were close at hand, Nie Zhen'er's heart beat violently, "No, don't mind." The voice trembled.

The two of them walked forward about a hundred meters like a Siamese baby, Nie Zhen'er's body gradually relaxed, and he seemed to be used to this state.

Luan Qingxiao had originally teased her, so he retracted his arm.

Luan Qingxiao's personality in the real world is gentle on the surface but indifferent on the inside, slow to the extreme, it is difficult for her to like someone.

Once such a person likes someone, he will definitely act boldly and enthusiastically, and he can't wait to hold the whole world in front of the person he likes.

Luan Qingxiao retracted his arm, and Nie Zhen'er was relieved while feeling a little lost.The warm touch seemed to stay on the shoulders, and the place touched by Luan Qingxiao was so sensitive that she could clearly hear the blood flowing in the blood vessels underneath.

These bizarre performances are all because of one person.

Nie Zhen'er tilted her head slightly, looking at Luan Qingxiao's profile, and couldn't help showing a sweet smile.

She really hasn't felt this kind of happiness for a long time, probably from her birth to now.

When he came to the studio, Luan Qingxiao found that both novices and award winners like Nie Zhen'er were in the same room, with two teachers, one male and one female, instructing separately.

Luan Qingxiao learned painting in the real world, but learned Chinese painting, which is basically of no help to sketching.

Without using time-limited skills, she is an ordinary novice.

In contrast, Nie Zhen'er sitting next to him is different, as if she drew a circle at random, it was a perfect circle.

The female teacher walked to Nie Zhen'er and said: "This painting competition is very important. It is about your future development in the painting world, and whether you are a blockbuster or unknown. You are very talented and prepare well."

Nie Zhen'er nodded, "I know Teacher Liu, I will prepare well."

Teacher Liu walked to the side to guide others. Nie Zhen'er noticed Luan Qingxiao's curious eyes and smiled at her with a flash of light, "I am preparing for the Lu Shi Cup painting competition in a month."

"Very important?"

"Well, very important." Nie Zhen'er said seriously.

"I want to be a painter in the future. If I can win this time, it will be very helpful to me."

Luan Qingxiao's eyes were gentle, and he stretched his hand across her small porcelain white face: "You are so great, you will definitely get what you want."

After half a month, a student suddenly appeared in the studio.

The moment I saw Liang Yan, the little milk of 520 sounded in Luan Qingxiao's ears.

Ding!Timing two has appeared!The female protagonist is in the bathroom, ask the host to pretend to appreciate the actual destruction of the female protagonist’s participating paintings, and was "accidentally" discovered by the male protagonist, providing the male protagonist with a chance to save the beauty~]

Luan Qingxiao: ...can you not do this?

[No way~ The host must personally modify the heroine's paintings to do it~ The ten times of emotional fermentation for men and women released by 520 are must-do tasks, please take the host seriously!

Luan Qingxiao feels complicated: You didn't say that at first, 520.

[520 just publish tasks according to regulations, and provide help for the host to answer questions greatly. These are already set up, really can’t be left out~]

Luan Qingxiao:...

She clearly knows how much Nie Zhener valued this opportunity. If the painting is destroyed by her, Nie Zhener will definitely be very sad...

Luan Qingxiao sighed.

Liang Yan sat diagonally behind Nie Zhen'er, Luan Qingxiao put down her picture clip, walked to Nie Zhen'er's easel, pretending to appreciate it.

When they came here early today, there were only five or six people in the studio, all doing their own things, except for Liang Yan who looked at Luan Qingxiao from time to time, no one noticed here.

Nie Zhen'er painted this painting for half a month, and the coloring was almost the same, except for the finishing touch.

Luan Qingxiao picked up the brush, the tip of the brush was red like a flame, as long as it touched the painting, it could be burned.

It's so easy to destroy others' efforts... Luan Qingxiao's eyes flashed with cold light.

Luan Qingxiao: When will the male lead find out?

[In one minute, the male lead will come over, please hurry up!

Luan Qingxiao's expressionless face: You just said that I must personally modify the heroine's paintings, whether it's better or worse.

what?In theory...this is it!

Luan Qingxiao: 520, I want to use the limited time skill [Magic Hand Danqing].

Ding!The host successfully used the limited-time skill [Magic Hand Danqing], skill description: Don't be afraid to pick up the paintbrush, you are an excellent painter.Time limit: one hour.

Luan Qingxiao looked at the painting in front of her. She knew how to make it more perfect.

The scarlet nib jumped unscrupulously on the drawing paper, but with a few strokes, the picture became more vivid, the bright colors and the ice and snow formed a strong contrast, injecting a touch of fire into the despair, and despair turned into hope.

"Luan Qingxiao, what are you doing?!" An angry male voice sounded beside him.

Liang Yan always knew that Nie Zhen'er was studying painting in Qingfeng Studio. He had no interest in painting, and his parents had enrolled him in a cram school, so he had no idea of ​​coming to the studio before.

Until he found out that Luan Qingxiao was also in the studio, and after Luan Qingxiao came to the studio with Nie Zhen'er every day, Liang Yan could no longer sit still.

He tried to persuade his parents to sign up for him, only to expose Luan Qingxiao's true face and keep Nie Zhen'er away from her.

Arrogant x Weak 11

Liang Yan thought he had caught Luan Qingxiao's foot, and did not deliberately lower his voice. Several people in the classroom looked over in surprise.

Liang Yan noticed their gaze, as if they had received support, and said more and more confidently: "Luan Qingxiao, you deliberately approached Zhen'er with a purpose, and said, why are you destroying Zhen'er's painting?"

A girl wearing glasses stood in front and was surprised when she heard the words: "That painting Nie Zhen'er has been painting for half a month, and is going to participate in the competition. Isn't Luan Qingxiao a good friend of Nie Zhen'er? The chaos in her painting? painted?"

The eyes of everyone else looked at Luan Qingxiao and Liang Yan.

Luan Qingxiao nodded carelessly, his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, and he looked at Liang Yan maliciously and said, "I didn't paint, it's your shit?"

Liang Yan's face quickly turned red, even redder than a flaming soldering iron, Luan Qingxiao suspected that his face would burn directly.

"Luan Qingxiao, you, wait for Zhen'er to come back, let me see how you explain to her!"

When Liang Yan said that the last word was broken, Luan Qingxiao was shocked by his loud voice. He sneered and sneered in Liang Yan's ear and whispered: "Liang Yan, you are jealous of me. Zhen'er. Be nice with me, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"You!" Nie Zhen'er returned from the bathroom before Liang Yan came and said anything.

She was standing at the top of the stairs, petite and petite, her clear apricot eyes were puzzling, mixed with a trace of hesitation: "Liang Yan? Why are you here?"

She looked at Luan Qingxiao, who was close to Liang Yan, feeling a little flustered, her smiling red lips pressed tightly, her hands clenched into fists on her side, her body tightened into a line, as if she had been invaded into the territory. The little leopard who is ready to fight back.

Luan Qingxiao stepped back, distanced himself from Liang Yan, and looked at the blue tiles under his feet.

There is no explanation, only silence.

Nie Zhen'er tried to keep herself calm and walked slowly. Each step took her a lot of effort. After only half of the walk, Xing's eyes could not help but soak in crystal tears, a thin layer covering the shallowness. On the pale pupils, the fragile ones will shatter with one touch.

Liang Yan reacted, glared at Luan Qingxiao, quickly walked to Nie Zhen'er, and said very fast: "Jin'er, I told you that Luan Qingxiao was approaching you and was uneasy and kind, you see, she showed a fox tail today, right? , Do you know what she did when you were away? She ruined your painting! You have carefully prepared a painting for half a month to participate in the competition!"

"Don't say it." Nie Zhen'er was prepared for Luan Qingxiao and Liang Yan's psychological preparations, but she knew that Liang Yan came up to complain to Luan Qingxiao. Nie Zhen'er's clenched heart was released for an instant, and he blinked. In the eyes, the thin tears were retracted, only the reddish eye sockets revealed her uneasiness just now.

The few students who came early didn’t expect to see such a big show, a typical love triangle, "Oh open" in their hearts to come together, and plan to see who and who is the official match. If what Liang Yan said is really a substitute Nie Zhen'er was embarrassed.

Everyone in the studio knows what this competition means to Nie Zhen'er.

"Zhen'er!" Liang Yan thought that Nie Zhen'er didn't believe him, pointing to the easel and said: "If you don't believe me, see for yourself, I saw Luan Qingxiao doodle on your paintings with my own eyes."

Nie Zhen'er continued to move forward, without looking at her own painting, and walked directly in front of Luan Qingxiao, with a trembling voice as if a little milk cat yelled: "Qingxiao, I don't listen to Liang Yan, can you tell me?"

The last "good" is like a hook with bait, Luan Qingxiao is a fish, willing to bite on it.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Nie Zhen'er, her eyes soft like a gentle lake: "Why don't you look at the painting?"

"It doesn't matter to draw." Compared to you, it really doesn't matter.

"Look, I'll be with you."

Nie Zhen'er stared at her and blinked unwillingly. The soft light in Luan Qingxiao's eyes fascinated her: "Okay."

The girl wearing glasses couldn't restrain her curiosity, and came to the easel before the two.

She glanced at it and looked back at Luan Qingxiao suspiciously. She knew this girl, only learning to paint for half a month, and drawing a cube was not good.

"Liang Yan, are you wrong? Nie Zhen'er's painting is not good?" She heard Nie Zhen'er call Liang Yan's name just now.

Liang Yan insisted: "It must be painted. If you don't believe it, let me see it."

Nie Zhen'er glanced at his painting, was stunned, turned his head and said to Luan Qingxiao inexplicably, "You,"

Liang Yan seemed to have taken a stimulant, and said loudly: "Look at it, really, she just painted!"

Luan Qingxiao's face was dyed with a smile, and he calmly said to Nie Zhen'er: "I didn't paint, right?"

Nie Zhen'er's head became confused and confused. When did Qing Xiao paint so well?She considered these extra strokes for many days, but didn't dare to move it. She didn't expect to be drawn by Luan Qingxiao and still painted so beautiful!

"Yes, no painting." Nie Zhen'er was dizzy and subconsciously supported her.

The girl in glasses exclaimed: "Nie Zhen'er, you must have the gold medal in this competition. It's different if you have talent."

Only Liang Yan looked completely unaware of what happened, "What are you talking about? I saw it with my own eyes!"

Ms. Spectacles "poofed" smiled: "Did you dizzy and misread because you didn't eat breakfast? Little handsome guy, at this level, it must have been painted by Nie Zhener himself. I don't know Luan Qingxiao's level."

There are many students in the class, and most of the works submitted by beginners are judged by their award-winning students.

Luan Qingxiao still has a painting in her hands before she can read it.

Seeing that the case was solved, other people got the official match of "Luan Qingxiao x Nie Zhener", and returned to their easel contentedly, and stopped participating in the dispute.

Seeing that no one believed him, Liang Yan looked at Luan Qingxiao bitterly, "Luan Qingxiao, can you tell the truth?" Why did everyone believe what this bad girl said?Even Zhener didn't believe him.

Luan Qingxiao ignored Liang Yan and sat back in his place.Her limited-time skills are not out of date. In order not to show off her stuff, she doesn't plan to use the pen and waits until the skills expire before starting to draw.

She has nothing to do and observes Nie Zhen'er.

Nie Zhen'er stood in front of her easel, staring at the painting. She didn't know what she was thinking. His face became redder and red. When Luan Qingxiao secretly looked at each other, he would turn his head in a panic, and even his neck started to flush.

Liang Yan stood by the side in a daze and was ignored by two people, almost exploding in anger.

He talked to Luan Qingxiao, but Luan Qingxiao ignored him.

Speaking to Nie Zhen'er, I was afraid to frighten her loudly.

Not wanting to stand here like a fool to make people ignore, Liang Yan sat down in his place with gloom.

He didn't expect Luan Qingxiao to fool so many people, what he saw with his own eyes, could it be wrong?As a result, no one believed him, only Luan Qingxiao, who had poor results in fighting every day.

The top student Liang Yan has not been frustrated in his life, and all the experience of failure is experienced here by Luan Qingxiao. Liang Yan has pulled Luan Qingxiao into his life blacklist!

He had vaguely felt that Luan Qingxiao liked him before, and he couldn't vomit. As a result, after this guy stared at Zhen'er, he didn't feel the vague likes anymore.

Liang Yan was angry and angry about this. Instead of letting Luan Qingxiao pester Nie Zhen'er, he might as well pester himself.

At least she is determined and will not be confused by her. Zhen'er is not necessarily true. She is too innocent, and Luan Qingxiao's words can make her feel dizzy!

After class, Teacher Liu found that Luan Qingxiao hadn't touched his pen, so he came to ask.

Luan Qingxiao lazily said: "Teacher, I have no inspiration and can't draw it."

Teacher Liu: "???"

What inspiration do you need to draw from a picture album???

Teacher Liu persuaded her not to move, and shook her head and ignored her.

Luan Qingxiao waited and waited, and finally heard the little milk sound of System 520.

Ding!The time-limited skill [Magic Hand Pill Blue] has expired!

Ding!The heroine's happiness is 25%.Congratulations to the host, keep working hard~]

There are unexpected joys.

Arrogant x Weak 12

Luan Qingxiao, whose limited-time skills were ineffective, managed to survive the morning. The half-drawn apple on the sketch paper was completely gray, like poisoned, with no light or shade.

Nie Zhen'er turned his head many times during class, and every time he saw Luan Qingxiao frowning, he looked very serious, holding a 2b pencil with his slender fingers, and scribbling on the paper skillfully, looking forward to seeing it. Luan Qingxiao's paintings.

She suspected that Luan Qingxiao's previous bad paintings were deliberately hiding, so she immediately put down the paintbrush and walked over to see Luan Qingxiao's apple after class.

Who knew he would see a ash briquettes.

Nie Zhen'er pointed to the apple on the painting incredulously: "What is this?"

Luan Qingxiao smiled indifferently: "Guess it. Give you two options, one: watermelon. Two: eggs."

"I choose b." Nie Zhener was silent for a moment and gave the answer.

"Bingo! That's right~ it's Apple."

I believe you a ghost.Nie Zhen'er looked at Luan Qingxiao angrily and thought.

"Okay, Miss, just kidding with you, don't get angry. Let's go, I will invite you to lunch, and pick whatever you want." Luan Qingxiao reached out and took Nie Zhen'er's shoulders, and slightly force her to turn around and walk outside. .

Go downstairs and go out.

When I walked out the door, I found that the sun wanted to burn through the earth, and the heat was poured into the earth without money.

"Ah, I forgot to get the sun umbrella. I'll go upstairs to get it. Qing Xiao wait for me." Nie Zhen'er turned and pushed the door.

Luan Qingxiao stretched out his hand to stop her, "Don't go, the place to eat is not far away, so make a living."

Nie Zhen'er blinked her lovely apricot eyes, not knowing how to make a living.

Luan Qingxiao began to unbutton his shirt, from top to bottom, one by one. After unbuttoning, he took off directly, flicked upward, and put it on the heads of the two.

She lowered her head and smiled at Nie Zhen'er in the shallow shadows, her phoenix eyes filled with pride: "Is the eldest lady satisfied if we make a living like this?"

"Gudong." Nie Zhen'er swallowed.

Standing in a confined space with Luan Qingxiao alone, Nie Zhen'er seemed to be even hotter.

She lowered her head slightly uncomfortably, "satisfied..." Isn't this the distance she dreams of.

Luan Qingxiao didn't know the twists and turns in the little girl's heart. Hearing her satisfaction, he said: "Let's go."

In the hot weather, Luan Qingxiao didn't want to go to a crowded place, so he found a western restaurant.

She put her shirt back on outside the door, buttoned it to the top, covered the light-colored sling inside, stood up straight, smiling, looking from a distance, dignified and elegant.

Nie Zhen'er, who was nearby, stared at it and stared blankly.

Luan Qingxiao rarely has such a serious time in school and studio.

She was like this, the whole body was shining, and Nie Zhen'er noticed that several people passing by were watching her.

She bit her lip and said, "Let's go in quickly."

Luan Qingxiao said: "Are you hungry? Don't be polite to me later, just order whatever you want."

The two entered the western restaurant, there were not many people inside, so they found a place to sit down.

After ordering the meal, Nie Zhen'er looked at Luan Qingxiao and stopped talking, looking rather pitiful.

Luan Qingxiao laughed and said, "Do you want to ask you about that painting?"

Nie Zhen'er's apricot eyes were bright, and his body leaned forward slightly: "Qingxiao, you are amazing, I just said a few words casually on the road, and you drew it. But why don't you admit that you drew those few strokes? ?"

Luan Qingxiao knew that there was room for her acting.

There was some apology in her eyes, and she said, "I invite you for this lunch to apologize."

"Why do I have to apologize? I should be the one who thanked you." Nie Zhen'er asked in confusion.

"You saw the apple I drew in the studio. To tell you, that's my true level. The few strokes you painted are really scribbles. Although it seems that the result is pretty good, I don't want to Lie to you."

"Really, I'm sorry."

Nie Zhen'er constricted her eyes helplessly, and her curled eyelashes trembled.

Normal people hear Luan Qingxiao say this, even if they don't blame her, they will feel a little bit angry in their heart, but Nie Zhen'er's brain circuit is unusual.

She thought: Qing Xiao can't paint, but the few scribbles in my paintings are the finishing touch. She must be the little fairy sent by God to save me!

Luan·Little Fairy·Qing Xiao waited for Nie Zhen'er to ask why she was doing doodles, but after waiting, Nie Zhen'er finally raised his eyes to look at her, but his eyes flashed with joy.

Luan Qingxiao: "..." The development seems a bit wrong.

"Qingxiao, I understand, you don't need to explain to me."

Luan Qingxiao's hand was held by Nie Zhen'er's cold and soft little hand, and she didn't realize what Nie Zhen'er said.

Are girls' hands so soft?Luan Qingxiao's eyes wandered for a moment.

After waking up, I didn't know how to open his mouth.

Be considerate and considerate of others.

She also discovered two advantages of Nie Zhen'er.

Come on, since there is no need to explain, she is still struggling with something, and there is no need to act.

Luan Qingxiao was in a better mood and finished lunch with Nie Zhener.

Back in the studio, as soon as he went up the stairs, he met Liang Yan's miserable sight.

Liang Yan started to say something, Nie Zhen'er suddenly walked to Luan Qingxiao, blocking Liang Yan's sight.

"Liang Yan, have you eaten yet?" looked at Liang Yan worriedly.

"...No." I'm full of anger, so I can still eat.

Nie Zhen'er frowned and said in disapproval, "You have to go to class in the afternoon, how can you insist on living like this?"

Liang Yan was stared at by Nie Zhen'er. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He whispered, "There are still a few minutes left. I will go to the nearby supermarket to buy a piece of bread. Don't worry, I will go right now." Run downstairs quickly.

Luan Qingxiao looked at Nie Zhen'er with admiration, and looked at her with a little surprise in her eyes: "You still have a way, I'm really annoying him."

Nie Zhen'er said: "Liang Yan, he is actually okay. Maybe your aura is at odds, so you always quarrel."

The picture of Luan Qingxiao and Liang Yan talking together flashed in his mind. Nie Zhen'er buttoned his jeans with white fingers, thinking: It's better to never get along.

In order to prove to Nie Zhen'er that he really ate, Liang Yan returned with the wrapping paper of the bread and half a bottle of milk in his hand, and turned around in front of Nie Zhen'er as if asking for credit, and got a smile from Nie Zhen'er. , He returned to his position unobstructedly, and gave Luan Qingxiao a roll of eyes before leaving.

Luan Qingxiao: "..." This male protagonist owes Erqianer, shouldn't it be time for a fight?

In the afternoon, Luan Qingxiao finally finished his painting "An Apple", and received the painting in a folder with satisfaction, planning to go home and stick it on the wall.

Nie Zhen'er went to the sink to wash the pens, and when he returned to the classroom, he saw Luan Qingxiao and Liang Yanyi standing in front of his easel, looking at each other coldly.

She hurried over and stood between the two and said: "Liang Yan, Qing Xiao is a girl, don't quarrel with her all the time."

"Qingxiao, I'll pack it up right away, wait for me."

Liang Yan pursed his lips and said, "True, let's drop in, let's go together in the future."

When Nie Zhen'er looked over with a puzzled look, she continued: "Don't worry, I won't quarrel with Luan Qingxiao again, unless Luan Qingxiao does something I'm sorry to you again."

"Qing Xiao agrees with me," Nie Zhen'er said.

Luan Qingxiao knew that Liang Yan was related to Nie Zhen'er's happiness, and more contact between the two was good.

Although she thinks Liang Yan is not very good.But he was really good to Nie Zhen'er.

Luan Qingxiao nodded: "I have no opinion."

Nie Zhen'er paused, and her long hair covered the expression on her face when she lowered her head.

In any case, Liang Yan showed weakness, and the three of them did follow the road. It should be no problem to go together...Bam?

Luan Qingxiao thought uncertainly.

Arrogant x Weak 13

The three walked together, with Nie Zhen'er caught in the middle.

Luan Qingxiao always remembered her mission, and felt that if the male lead could make her happy, she could make them more contact.

Liang Yan said a lot. He was a gentleman at school, and he was like a chatter in front of Nie Zhen'er.

"... Zhen'er, do you think it's funny?" Liang Yan told a cold joke that he didn't know from where he looked. He thought it was very interesting, so he went to see Nie Zhen'er's reaction after speaking.

Nie Zhen'er curled her lips slightly and turned to ask Luan Qingxiao: "Qingxiao, what do you think?"

Luan Qingxiao raised his eyelids: "Well, what are you talking about?" She was chatting with System 520 just now, and she didn't hear what Nie Zhener asked.

Nie Zhener's eyes darkened in anticipation.

Liang Yan hurriedly said: "Jin'er, don't pay attention to her, Luan Qingxiao is not listening at all. I will tell you another joke...