"Crack!"
The pink curtain of the bedroom was opened, and Su Qingyu walked into the bedroom as quietly as a thief.
Just as she was about to take out the bedding from the closet in the dark, a cold voice sounded from the darkness behind her:
"Who told you to go to bed so early?!"
Su Qingyu replied with a confused look:
"Didn't you just ask me to finish washing and go to bed quickly?"
"Snapped!"
Mu Hanyan turned on the light switch next to the bed, and white light suddenly filled the entire bedroom.
Su Qingyu looked back at Mu Hanyan who was glaring at her with a stiff neck, wondering what the elder sister Feng Aotian had to say.
"You, come up and sleep tonight."
Mu Hanyan patted the empty seat next to her and motioned for Su Qingyu to rest aside.
Su Qingyu looked at Sister Yu's delicate body rising and falling under the sheets, blushing to her neck.
"Don't get me wrong, I think it's been cold at night lately."
"Although you are at fault first, if you catch a cold here, I will have to pay for your medical expenses, which is very troublesome."
Mu Hanyan saw Su Qingyu slightly stunned, a little annoyed at how she could express concern to her enemies, so she hurriedly patched it up and said.
When Su Qingyu heard this, he looked at the calendar on the bedside table with May 28th on the Gregorian calendar, thinking that the Dragon Boat Festival was coming soon. How could Jiangcheng City in the south have such a cool explanation at night?
Black people can’t help but ask questions in their minds? ? ?
But despite her doubts, she naturally wanted to sleep on a soft bed.
So she quietly got on the bed again and lay quietly next to Mu Hanyan.
Just smelling the royal sister's body fragrance on the pink sheets, her heart was beating fast.
"Hand, bring it here!"
Mu Hanyan didn't notice Su Qingyu's embarrassment at all, but instead gave a stern order.
Although she didn't know what she was doing, Su Qingyu still stretched out her little hand tremblingly.
Immediately, she felt a pair of cold jade hands holding the back of her hands.
And guided his hand to cover her belly without a trace of fat.
"Woo!..."
Su Qingyu's heart was howling like a kettle boiling. The white soft flesh under her hands that rose and fell with her breathing was about to destroy her... reason!
"My stomach is cold, warm it up for me."
"You can't move away until I fall asleep."
After giving Su Qingyu instructions, she turned on the bedside switch and the entire bedroom fell into darkness.
In the dark night, the only sounds left were Mu Hanyan's even breathing and Su Qingyu's rapid heartbeat.
Of course, only she could hear this heartbeat.
She really wanted to move her hands to other softer places to cause harm, but the current relationship between the two of them was too disparate in terms of force and grudges. She had no doubt that if she moved around today, she would be beaten by the queen with full force points. Become the dead pig on the sofa.
Smelling the fragrance beside her, Su Qingyu fell asleep in a daze.
In her sleep, she felt like she had really become Kun Kun Bao on the sofa, being hugged by a soft-bodied beauty so that she could not breathe.
...
The morning light was dim, and the chirping of birds outside the window woke up Su Qingyu, who had not slept well.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she realized that she had really not dreamed last night.
At this time, the short girl was indeed held in Mu Hanyan's arms like a stuffed toy.
After rubbing it hard in his arms, Su Qingyu's head escaped from Mu Hanyan's arms.
Then she gasped and took a few breaths of fresh air greedily.
Mu Hanyan, who was sleeping soundly, was also awakened by the noise she made.
"Um...what time is it?"
"Yawn~ Just right. Now that you're awake, go make breakfast for me."
Looking at the red-faced Su Qingyu suspiciously, Mu Hanyan got up and got up.
After squeezing her nose and feeling the scent of milk lingering on the tip of her nose, Su Qingyu stretched, then washed herself and made breakfast.
Breakfast was very simple. I broke some eggs used for instant noodles in the refrigerator and threw in four soft-boiled eggs.
Then she poured two cups of hot milk from the cup she bought yesterday, and then Su Qingyu entered the room and prepared to wake up Sister Lengyan who liked to stay in bed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the door, she bumped into Mu Hanyan, who was wearing a university uniform.
Today, her shirt + pleated skirt combination is still the same, but her long legs have been replaced with thin white knee-high stockings.
Su Qingyu looked at the absolute realm formed between the black pleated skirt and white knee-high socks, and was filled with envy.
At the same time, I was also complaining in my heart: "Why is it that the vicious female partner I wore is a 158-inch dwarf who can only go out in calf socks all day long?"
Seeing Su Qingyu staring at her white stockings, Mu Hanyan thought it was because she didn't buy socks to change, so she turned around and took out a pair of black calf socks from the closet and handed them to her:
"As my follower, it is very unseemly to wear a uniform without socks."
"I only tried this pair of socks once, and they slipped down a lot and I couldn't wear them anymore. You can wear them."
Mu Hanyan looked at Su Qingyu playfully, thinking that the dignified lady would definitely not wear the socks she had worn.
She waited for Su Qingyu in front of her to resist, and then she made a case for plagiarizing the paper.
Because after yesterday's serial humiliation, she discovered that only by constantly torturing the vicious woman in front of her could she obtain continuous inner pleasure.
Perhaps the author who wrote this article didn't expect that because of Su Qingyu's time travel, the cold and domineering Yu Jie protagonist in his novel would actually awaken a strange hobby invisibly.
Su Qingyu's head is a little dizzy now, and she is a little grateful that Tongzi assigned her a good host.
The imperial sister heroine in front of me has really become...becoming more and more adorable!
Without any hesitation, she quickly took the black calf socks, sat on the sofa and put them on.
Looking at Su Qingyu who was clumsily wearing socks in front of her, Mu Hanyan could not understand the girl in front of her more and more.
She was very doubtful that the vicious female supporting character who had plagiarized the paper and falsely accused the male protagonist was really the same person as the cute, sensible, cute and capable girl in front of her?
While he was putting on his socks, Mu Hanyan's beautiful eyes glanced over and saw the two breakfasts on the coffee table, and she couldn't help but feel a little warm in her heart.
You know, she almost never eats breakfast.
Only when I'm about to go out, I will take out a piece of bagged bread from the carton under the coffee table when I think of it again.
At this moment, looking at the soft-boiled eggs that her mother often made for her when she was alive, and the warm milk on the side, Mu Hanyan looked at Su Qingyu who lowered her head to put on socks, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.
After washing up, the two women finished their breakfast without saying a word.
Then Su Qingyu consciously washed the dishes and prepared to go out.
"Don't leave yet!"
Seeing Su Qingyu's hair turned into a chicken coop, Mu Hanyan pulled her into the big mirror in the bathroom:
"Let me make it clear first that I am not concerned about your image."
"But I simply think that with your hairstyle like this, walking with me will make me feel embarrassed."
As usual, Mu Hanyan tied up Su Qingyu's hair and said angrily:
"Miss, you can't even tie your hair, right?"
Su Qingyu nodded very honestly: "Yeah, sister, I can't, help me."
She really wasn't telling lies. The boy's soul living in her body has been with short hair since birth, so naturally it can't play with rubber bands.
Mu Hanyan now felt a strong sense of frustration in her heart. She felt that this guy under her hands could face any humiliation calmly and accept it!
She quickly tied Su Qingyu into a single ponytail. She looked in the mirror at Su Qingyu who looked much more energetic after her hair was tied up, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then she pushed away Su Qingyu, who was weak and helpless as her hair was being held the whole time, picked up her bag and walked out:
"In view of your good performance last night, I can not expose the plagiarism of the paper for the time being."
