planted in her hands

Chapter 26

This is the first time that both Meng Qingyao and I have asked for leave, and it made me more sober in an instant.

【Is it open? 】I asked.

The person who learned to paint: [The door is closed, and the boss happened to take Jiajia around. 】

I blinked, hesitated for a few seconds, and ended the conversation: [Good night, sister Qing Yao. 】

【Good night. 】

But in fact I am very awake, I slept for so long when I came back at night, it is strange that I can sleep now, I flipped through the chat history with Meng Qingyao, but there were not many pages, and I turned to the end, I Click on her profile picture again, and click into her circle of friends.

Just tonight when I was sleeping, she sent a message, it was a picture of the colorful clouds she took, without any copywriting.

I wanted to like it, but I held down my hand.

I have said good night, and if I like it again, I will be found out. Even if many people say "good night" now, they just want to change the software to play or chat with another person.

Thinking about it this way, I remembered the Yuan rule recommended by Cheng Yun.

Then I sent Yuan Ze a friend request.

But it's a bit late now, and I'm not sure if she's asleep, but just as I thought about it, Yuan Ze passed my friend request, when the line "I passed your friend verification request..." came into my sight When I was there, I was still in a trance.

This is added?

Yuan Ze gave me the answer. She came up with a little crocodile emoji. This little crocodile is holding a windmill and grinning, looking very happy.

I tightened the quilt for a while, and sent back an emoji first.

Yuan Ze is very enthusiastic and good at chatting. Before the sleepiness hit again, I promised her to go to a dessert shop in the city center to eat ice cream during the day.

But after waking up, I had to eat ice because my aunt came.

I have some dysmenorrhea, and my back is sore and I don’t want to move. I don’t feel better until the next day. Fortunately, I don’t have to go to the store today. I just lie at home, order takeaway and watch TV. Put a massager.

Yuan Ze expressed that he understood me very well, and said that we will see each other next time, so we can take this opportunity to chat more and get to know each other better.

I didn't respond to her words, and an emoticon bag was thrown over.

And Meng Qingyao didn't look for me all day, maybe Yuncheng knew my mood, it rained all night, and it didn't stop the next morning, but I still had to go back to Wicker Lane——

I don't like to break my word to people.

Since we said we would meet today, we must meet today, unless it is a special case.

After a day, the pain got better, and I only felt pain occasionally, and other symptoms were also relieved a lot. I drove back to the Luoshui community first, and then walked to the alley with an umbrella.

It was raining heavily, crackling on the umbrella surface, and the rainwater on the eaves was hanging down and flowing down, forming a transparent line.

Because of the cold, I was wearing long trousers. I was afraid of the rain splashing on me, so I specially rolled up some trousers, but the rain was too heavy, even more exaggerated than the rain in the urban area, and my trousers were still wet , When I got to the door of "Seeing Qingshan", I saw the lights on through the glass wall.

But compared to the sunny days before, the whole world looks dark now.

I pushed open the door and walked in, putting away the umbrella and hanging it aside.

Meng Qingyao was in the store before me.

I'm not surprised at all.

Seeing me appear, Meng Qing shook her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows: "Come?"

I nodded: "Here we are."

She lowered her eyes, saw the part of my calf, and said, "Go wash it."

"it is good."

A little further inside, there is a sink. I turned on the faucet, picked up the pipe and poured water on my calves, and when I finished washing, I handed over a stack of paper towels to wipe my feet: "Here."

I pursed my lower lip and tried my best to smile: "Thank you sister Qingyao."

"You're welcome." After Meng Qingyao finished speaking, she turned around, leaving me with a back view.

I looked back after two glances, and wiped my legs and feet seriously, but no matter how serious I was, it was still difficult for me to face her.

That dream made me really guilty, if Meng Qingyao would check my consciousness, then I would really be doomed.

Fortunately, Meng Qingyao can't.

But even if she doesn't know, I can't communicate with her as usual.

I was doing mental construction for myself while wiping. After a while, I put down my trouser legs and went out. I went to the lobby to clean up and welcome today's business.

The rain was pouring, and nothing could be seen beyond the glass walls.

It may be that the sudden coldness made me uncomfortable, and the feeling of dysmenorrhea intensified again, so I had to sit on a chair to relieve it.

Meng Qingyao noticed my abnormality: "What's wrong?"

"I..." I had no strength, "I have dysmenorrhea."

She frowned, then brought me a cup of hot water and put it on the table, and went upstairs again. I watched her figure disappear and sighed softly.

I knew that Meng Qingyao must have gone up to get medicine or something, she would not leave me alone, but it was because of her beauty that I felt even more embarrassed.

I was thinking that there is nothing wrong with seizing love, but the current situation seems that Meng Qingyao is a straight daughter, I...

It is a kind of blasphemy to her that I have such a dream.

She treats me like her younger sister, but her younger sister and her little attendant dream of sleeping with her. If she knows, from what I know about her, she won’t feel disgusted, but she won’t. There will be some discomfort.

How can it be?

right.

In less than a minute, Meng Qingyao shook her down. She sat down opposite me and took out the medicine for me: "Although I don't like to take medicine, but in this situation, you have to take it." Her rare With a straight face, "I'll get you candy after taking the medicine."

"Okay..." I shook off those thoughts, took the medicine and put it in my mouth, and drank the whole glass of warm water, but the bitter taste in my mouth didn't dissipate much.

Meng Qingyao took out a lollipop for me from the drawer, and then kindly tore it open for me.

I opened my mouth: "Thank you sister Qingyao."

"...This is the second time you thank me today." Meng Qingyao looked puzzled, "I haven't seen you for two days, are you so unfamiliar?"

I quickly apologized: "How could that be?"

The corners of Meng Qingyao's lips curled up slightly: "Nothing is best." She went to get me another glass of water, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can go home, or..."

I blinked: "Huh?"

"Or the rain outside is so heavy now, if you get cold again, it may hurt even more." She looked at me fixedly, "Or you can go upstairs and sleep on my bed."

I:……

I refused straight away: "No, no, no!"

It may be that my reaction was a little big, which aroused her suspicion: "What's wrong?"

She bent down slightly, getting closer to me.

My breath was suffocating, and I tried to stay calm: "It's fine if I just sit down like this. If it's not possible, there is a recliner. Yes, I just go to the recliner to rest."

Her voice fell: "OK."

After she finished speaking, she straightened up, her expression calm again: "I'll get you a clean blanket." She paused, "No thanks."

The attitude is tough and strong.

Me: "...Okay, I don't want to thank you."

Because of the rain, the customers who came to the store were cut in half, except for the man who delivered the flowers who insisted. He was like punching a card, much more persistent than other suitors.

Today is the blue enchantress, Meng Qingyao still gave me the flowers.

The flowers are on the table next to the lounge chair.

I could see it standing there in a blink of an eye while I was resting.

Fang Suyue went downstairs, and when she saw me like this, she asked me to take a good rest, and when the rain stopped, she asked Meng Qingyao to take me back.

I did not refuse.

The road is so wet, if she really refused, Meng Qingyao would definitely be more suspicious.

I just rested like this, and I didn't do anything else except get up for lunch, and after lunch, I was so sleepy that I slept on the recliner all afternoon, and didn't wake up until half an hour before get off work.

There are no customers in the store, Meng Qingyao is sitting in the upper left corner of me, she is drawing with an oil pastel.

In order to prevent her from watching the monitor and discovering that I was awake, I closed my eyes with only a slit exposed, but even so I could see her figure clearly.

She lowered her head slightly, her hair was hanging loose, her left hand was naturally placed on the table, and her right hand was drawing on the paper with an oil pastel. She couldn't see her face, but it didn't affect my feeling of her concentration.

She looked up to find the color number, and she stroked the drawing paper with a scraper.

Everything came into my eyes.

After a while, I saw that I was almost done, so I deliberately made some noises. She turned her head and asked, "Is it better?"

"Much better." I rolled back the blanket and stood up to fold it.

Meng Qingyao said again: "Just put it on top, no need to stack it."

I said "oh", put it down as I said, and looked at her again: "Sister Qingyao, you continue to draw, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Ah."

Coming out of the bathroom, I dried my hands and walked over to her.

What she painted was a sky with complex and innovative colors.

"It looks good." My compliment couldn't be late.

Meng Qingyao chuckled: "Really?"

"of course."

She put all the tools back into the box, pulled a wet paper towel and began to wipe her hands, she wiped very meticulously, one by one.

I looked away, a little unnaturally.

Not long after, Meng Qingyao got up: "Let's go, the rain has stopped, I'll take you back."

"it is good."

Meng Qingyao glanced at me: "Do you still want to thank me?"

"No..." I paused, "I dare not."

Meng Qingyao laughed, "It's okay if you don't dare."

The little eDonkey is in the carport, well protected.

The air outside was humid and chilly, but it was better than when it was raining.

I sit in the back seat and put on my little footman's exclusive helmet.

I don't know how many times I sat in the back seat of Meng Qingyao's little electric donkey. I recalled all the way, and before I knew it, I arrived at the gate of the community again.

"Sister Qingyao, then go back and be careful." I took off the helmet and handed it to her.

She lifted the lens up, exposing her nose and eyes, "hmm" for a while: "Go back and have a good rest."

"I've had a day off."

"not enough."

"Then...does this mean that I won't go to the store tomorrow?"

Meng Qingyao pondered for two seconds: "It's not impossible."

I shook my head with a smile: "No." My head became hot, "I still want to see you, Sister Qingyao."

"...Okay." Meng Qingyao turned her face away, "I'm going back, good night."

Meng Qingyao rode away on a small electric donkey. I stood there for two seconds before realizing what I just said.

But I know that what I said is not a lie.

And what I know better is that even I dreamed about Meng Qingyao, it was because I fell in love with her.

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