Become a Master of Painting Cakes In Abusive Essays - Chapter 119

    April 10, 20X2, Weather: Thunderstorm.

    Today is the third day that Bian Yingning laid the floor at the door of Shang Qingfen’s room.

     She still wanted to go into the room and go to bed, but the cub didn’t speak, so she didn’t dare.

    Sad, sad, cold.

    The warm and fragrant fragrance behind the door is a place she can’t imagine entering. Thinking of this place – it’s even more sad.

    The rain is ticking outside, and there is an occasional muffled thunder. Today is the weekend, so you don’t have to go to school.

    In addition, Shang Qingfen was still in a cold war with her, and Bian Yingning didn’t go to the company. What job is more important than her little cub.

    She is living with Shang Qingfen.

    Bian Ningying said a surprise when she commemorated the 100th day of Sunday, that she wanted to take Shang Qinghui to her apartment near the school to see.

    The apartment she occasionally went to take a nap when she was in school was originally well decorated, but she secretly added some details later to make it warm and comfortable.

    Bian Yingning has always wanted to come out and live with Shang Qingfen.

    The two are currently arguing.

    What’s the noise.

    This matter is a long story, it is essentially arguing about who loves who more.

    Yes, this can be noisy too.

    One clearly understands the other party’s good intentions, but the feeling is just uncomfortable.

    The two quarreled like this for a few days, and then Bian Yingning said:

    “I can’t bet, I can’t bet that you like me because of who I am, or because you feel guilty.”

    Shang Qinghui replied: “What are you thinking, there are many ways to repay a person, why should I pretend to like you to repay you if I don’t like you?”

    “I am not because of your favor, but because you are a person who likes you.”

    Bian Yingning was satisfied, holding Shang Qingan and wanting to live a life without shame and impatience.

    How could Shang Qingfen let her go so easily?

    Slender fingers placed on her forehead and she was not allowed to approach: “But you, you even want us to never know each other.”

    “Have you ever thought that our reunion might be the result of my begging for a broken head in front of the Buddha.”

    Bian Yingning was silent.

    And now, it has become Shang Qingfen unilaterally fighting with Bian Yingning. Bian Yingning tries to let her cub take care of her every day, but she almost doesn’t hold Shang Qingfen’s thigh and howl.

    The fire in the restaurant was caused by the kitchen.

      flames.

    Normally, it’s fine, but at that time, the newly replaced pipeline interface was not properly fixed, and there was natural gas leaking out.

    Bian Yingning was supposed to cook for Shang Qingan in the kitchen at that time, but suddenly there was a conflict between a guest and a guest in the front hall.

    The fire broke out in her own restaurant. Bian Yingning immediately threw herself into the evacuation of the crowd and the intense firefighting. She didn’t have time to report her safety to Mother Bian and the others, which made them think too much.

    “Ding Dong—”

    Bian Yingning was thinking about it when the door bell suddenly rang.

    She quickly got up and picked up the quilt on the ground and stuffed it into the small room next to her.

    Actually Shang Qingan didn’t let Bian Yingning sleep with her in the same room. Bian Yingning could go to the guest room, but if she didn’t, she would sleep in front of Shang Qingan’s door and perform a bitter plan.

    Don’t look at her little cub not letting her into the room, but she is still willing to come out and live with her without going home, what does this mean? It means she loves her!

    Her cub is still angry and needs to be coaxed by herself! She always believed that as long as she worked tirelessly, she would definitely be able to… go to the room and lay the floor!

    However…the bitter meat plan is still not enough for outsiders to see.

    Bian Yingning neatly cleaned up the traces of being kicked out of the room and walked towards the entrance with a cold face.

    It was after nine o’clock in the morning, who knocked on the door so early.

    I looked at the cat’s eye, it was express delivery.

    But she doesn’t seem to have bought anything.

    Opened the door and brought a small box. The box is quite delicate, the color is pink, and it looks very cute.

    Bian Yingning looked at the name.

    It turned out to be the courier of her cub.

    Damn, why is the cub so cute even in the express box.

    I don’t know what I bought, only the recipient information is on it.

    Bian Yingning signed the name and took the courier in, shook it very lightly.

    I want to dismantle.

    But she held back.

    I opened the curtains, it was still raining outside, it was as dark as evening, and the temperature was low.

    At this time and in this weather, she should lie on the bed and hug her cub to sleep together.

    Alas.

    Forget it, it’s a long way to go.

    Bian Yingning comforted herself and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

    Shang Qingfen timed it just right, Bian Yingning just put the hearty breakfast on the table, she got up and washed out.

    As if she couldn’t see Bian Yingning, she skipped her and entered the kitchen. After looking around, she didn’t find her cup. When she turned around, Bian Yingning came over with a cup of warm water and handed it to her.

    “My little cub is awake, come and drink water.”

    Shang Qingfen: “…”

    She took it, just took two sips, Bian Yingning said attentively: “Breakfast is ready, what do you want to eat today?”

    Shang Qingfen: “…”

    Is she talking to her?

    After drinking the water, Shang Qingfen went out and sat at the dining table.

    As Bian Yingning said, she can eat whatever she wants.

    Sweet, salty, sugar-free… porridge, flour, and bread sandwiches.

    Although there are many varieties, the portions are not large.

    Shang Qingan was picking and eating, Bian Yining sat down opposite her.

    “By the way, there was a courier for you just now.” Bian Yingning got up again and found the pink box.

    “What is it, do you need me to disassemble it for you?”

    Shang Qing didn’t lift his head, he looked at his phone while drinking millet porridge, as if he didn’t care at all: “Tear it down.”

    Bian Yingning got the order, and immediately performed a freehand unboxing for her.

    Bian Yingning was stunned when she saw what was inside.

    No wonder there is nothing on the delivery note.

    It turned out to be called – confidential delivery.

    “Guru…” is the sound of Bian Yingning’s saliva.

    It turned out to be…that kind of thing.

    The first thing that catches the eye are many finger covers, including but not limited to threads, particles, explosive beads…

    Bian Yingning shook her hands, turned over the bottom, and removed the other small toys, and a piece of “clothing”.

    This should also be called clothes.

    Although only a few ribbons are hooked.

    But she doesn’t like to move every time, just likes to lie down and enjoy.

    This should be bought for myself to use on her…

    Thinking of this, Bian Yingning’s nosebleed almost spit out.

    This…this is so embarrassing.

    Maybe her eyes were too strong, Shang Qingfen finally raised her head from her phone and frowned at her, as if she didn’t understand what she was staring at.

    Because of the memory of that incident, Bian Yingning is so guilty now that she doesn’t dare to ask, she just murmured: “This…where is this going to be…”

    “Put it in my room.” Shang Qingfen said lightly, and looked down at the phone again, as if she was very busy.

    Bian Yingning pursed her lips, hugged the box and ran into the room.

    What is her room, it is obviously theirs.

    As soon as she left, Shang Qingfen raised her head from her phone and raised the corners of her lips.

    The curtains in the room were also drawn, but there was no sun today, the weather was dreary, and the room was dark.

    The quilt on the bed was still in the same state when Shang Qingfen got up. It was obvious that she just didn’t come in all night, but Bian Yingning felt that the atmosphere in the room was completely different.

    The scent of roses made her heart soften, and she just wanted to hug her little cub and bury it in the soft quilt.

    Bian Yingning originally wanted to put the box on the bedside table, but after thinking about it, it seemed a bit obvious.

    She put the bottom of the bed again.

    It seems that it is not easy to hold it under the bed.

    After wandering around to find some places, she finally placed it on the bedside table solemnly.

    Looking at the pink color, Bian Yingning covered her face, her little heart couldn’t be more excited.

    How did you learn badly.

    After having breakfast, Shang Qingfen sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window under the expectant gaze of Bian Yingning, and turned on a light…reading.

    Bian Yingning was stunned.

    The new toys are all on the bedside, is she still in the mood to read? !

    What books to read, what books are so good?

    Bian Yingning has been scratching her chest like a restless kitten in her arms, making her feel unbearable.

    The two of them…haven’t done anything for many days.

    It was noon, the rain stopped outside, and only the wind was blowing.

    Shang Qingfen looked up at the window, and seemed to be muttering to herself, “If only I could eat roasted sweet potatoes in this weather.”

    Bian Yingning: “!”

    What is this, it is express!

    She immediately changed her clothes and went out.

    However, very few people sell roasted sweet potatoes in this solar term. In the end, Bian Yingning bought two at a milk tea shop.

    She came home with two roasted sweet potatoes in her arms, but found that the house was quiet.

    The place where Fashion Qingan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was gone, the lights were turned off, and the book she had just read was placed on the sofa.

    Bian Yingning held the sweet potato in her arms and shouted.

    No answer.

    Bian Yingning went straight to the bedroom.

     Kick the door.

    The curtains in the bedroom were pulled back again. There was only a warm-colored lamp in the room.

    On the messy bed, the person she was looking for was sitting on it.

    A few strands of the waterfall-like long hair fell on the collarbone, and two ribbons passed over the chest with two white feathers hooked.

    Worthy of the peak color.

    But there is nothing to do with that mountain, so she can only let it be exposed to her eyes.

    The long and straight legs are eye-catching, the left leg is half hooked, and the knee is slightly pressed on the other knee.

    There is another white feather in the hiding place, covering the last line of defense.

    The warm orange light, the white skin, the whiter ribbon hook feathers…and, there is the eye-catching gem on the belly.

    It’s pink.

    Shining.

    Her brows and eyes were like hooks, just a sideways glance, her eyes wandered, and the hook made people lose their minds.

     A muffled sound.

    It was the sound of the roasted sweet potato in Bian Yingning’s hand falling to the ground.

    Bian Ying froze.

    She just stepped up to get closer, when the person who looked like a calamity to the country suddenly said coldly, “Stop.”

    Bian Yingning took a step.

    Suddenly there was a hunch in my heart.

    “Just stand there, don’t move, if you dare to come…”

    Unfinished words, with endless threats.

    Bian Yingning: “…”

    If she is guilty, God will punish her instead of letting her stand here like a casserole.

    Follow the ribbon down and circle the mountain.

    Push it down, pull it up, push it down again, again and again.

    The feather was pushed, and the position suddenly changed to one up and one down.

    A touch of lustful color was stuck out, squeezed, and looked pitiful.

    Bian Yingning’s hands are shaking.

    Who can bear to see a little red fruit being treated so inhumanly.

    Yes, that person is even more extreme.

    She stroked, rubbed, pressed, and played with her, while scanning Bian Yingning with her eyes.

    I know you feel bad for it and want to save it, but I like to see you can do nothing.

    The corners of the mouth are smiling.

    Bian Yingning couldn’t stand anymore.

    From the bottom of my heart to the brain, I was clamoring, past, past, past to take over her work, not here, can only watch and not move.

    For so many days, she is waiting for herself here.

    She is really, really cruel.

    However, she dared not.

    She has to take a long-term view.

    Thinking of this, it seems that such torture is not too difficult.

    Shang Qingfen seemed to have noticed that she was distracted.

    She touched it and found a small bag out of nowhere.

    “Ah… so icy.”

    She made a coquettish whisper, lubricated. Drops fell on her.

    In front of Bian Yingning, Shang Qingfen slowly took out the contents of the small square bag and put it on her hand.

    Bian Yingning is crazy.

    Bian Yingning couldn’t stand it when she peeled off a single piece of feather and probed in.

    She jerked.

    Just when Shang Qingfen’s mouth smiled… turned around and rushed out.

    The sound of the door closing.

    “…”

    “???”

    “Bian Yingning! Come in for your father!”

    A roar carried the momentum of wanting to eat Bian Yining in one bite.

    Three seconds later, Bian Yingning ran back holding a piece of cream cake.

    She approached the bed step by step, bit her lower lip and smiled:

    “I heard that cream and cinnamon go together better.”

    Yeah, she won’t have to sleep at the door tonight.

    —

    On the day that Shang Qinghui graduated from university, Bian Yingning put a dozen black cards in her pocket, brought a dozen cars of gifts, and went to Shang’s house in a mighty way.

    “We used to have an obsession that lasted until we died. Later, it was gone.”