Xia Qingqing shook her head firmly, does this question still need to be asked?
"Why did you kiss him if you didn't like him?"
"Brother, do you like me?"
Xia Qingqing blinked her big, watery eyes and asked instead of answering, "My brother also kissed her, didn't he?"
"I……"
Ouyang Lingyun was speechless for a moment. According to his own logic, then...
No, that time, he was just teaching her what a kiss was, that's all.
"I'm asking you a question, why are you asking me back?"
Ouyang Lingyun called Tai Chi back seriously.
Xia Qingqing stuck out her tongue at her brother playfully and stopped answering.
She actually wanted to explain that she just pretended to kiss Shangguan Jin, but why?
Doesn’t it mean she has to tell the whole story? No, she doesn’t want to say it!
"Ghost! Then should you tell me the whole story now?"
Ouyang Lingyun sat down in front of You Ping's desk, took You Ping into his arms and sat on his lap.
He didn't notice how ambiguous this gesture was, as his attention was completely attracted by the story at noon today.
"I already know that the time is noon today, the location is your classroom, and the characters must include your classmates. What about the cause, process, and results? You know, the more detailed, the better."
Ouyang Lingyun's mellow voice made the beginning of "You Ping" like telling a story.
"Brother, are you going to teach me how to write essays?"
Xia Qingqing giggled and joked mischievously, her soft and sweet voice a little blurry and dreamy.
I really enjoy the feeling of snuggling in my brother's arms, leaning against his thick chest, feeling warm, secure and safe.
Her brother's beautiful magnetic voice seemed to have a magical power that could shock her heart and make her feel peaceful.
I feel like I am listening to stories in my father's arms, even though I have only heard them told in books and watched them performed on TV.
If possible, she hoped that her brother would make up a beautiful story and keep telling it like this.
Lifting the oil bottle's chin, she looked directly at him with her crystal-clear eyes, and saw clearly the seriousness behind his eyes.
"I'm serious, I want to know how you have been wronged."
He was stubborn and wanted to know that Shangguan Jin was involved in what happened to You Ping, but he didn't know about it.
Xia Qingqing was deeply attracted by the tenderness in her brother's eyes, as if her whole body was sucked in.
Her brother's sexy thin lips moved together, and she couldn't help but have the urge to kiss her again, lustfully and lustfully.
Xia Qingqing turned her head and looked away. If she looked further, she might really turn into a woman.
Ouyang Lingyun stared at You Ping's cute little face and suddenly said nervously.
"Qingqing, what's wrong with your face?"
"Ah? Face? Maybe, the foundation is stained. I'll go and replenish it."
Xia Qingqing exclaimed, her little hand instinctively covering the left side of her face to cover up.
"No, why do you put on foundation? Don't you never wear makeup? Why do you only protect the left side of your face? Are you injured again?"
Ouyang Lingyun hugged the bottle of oil in her arms that was trying to escape, grabbed her little covered hand and asked alertly.
The big palm gently wiped the stained foundation, and the ferocious finger marks were revealed, and the face was still slightly swollen. The attack was really cruel!
Ouyang Lingyun's hands tightened, as if that slap had hit his heart.
"Si, Tu, Jing! It must be her, right?!"
Ouyang Lingyun gritted his teeth and concluded that no one else would attack the oil bottle except her.
Xia Qingqing no longer struggled, but blinked her tears and looked at her brother for a moment, neither admitting nor denying.
Her brother's focused eyes were so complicated, he seemed distressed and angry, and there were some things she couldn't understand.
Ouyang Lingyun knew that he had guessed correctly by looking at the way that You Ping didn't bother himself.
"Aren't you ready to tell me what happened? Why did she pick on you again? Why did she get hurt again?"
Ouyang Lingyun was angry and annoyed, angry at Situ Jing for not repenting, angry at You Ping for always putting himself in danger, and even more angry at himself for getting her hurt.
Damn Situ Jing, she has dealt with Qingqing three times. It seems like she really needs to be taught a lesson!!
"Brother, please stop asking." It's not a glorious thing.
Xia Qingqing asked softly.
She was not someone who liked to complain and gossip, and she didn't want her brother to know about the humiliation she suffered.
"Okay, if you don't tell me, I will go to your school tomorrow and I will definitely be able to find out the reason."
"Don't go! That's what I said!"
Being stared at by her brother's stubborn and stubborn eyes, Xia Qingqing had no choice but to surrender.
If my brother goes to school and asks, he doesn't know what version he will hear that is completely different from his own, so it would be wiser for him to whitewash the situation on his own.
Under her brother's sharp gaze, Xia Qingqing briefly talked about what happened at school at noon, but of course omitted many sharp, harsh, and unsightly insults.
"So, in order to anger Situ Jing, you kissed Shangguan Jin?"
After listening carefully to the story, Ouyang Lingyun concluded in his heart.
"Yes, I have been tolerant to her over and over again, but she has gone further and it is unbearable. I was mad at her and wanted to make her look bad so I took revenge on her. I kissed Shangguan Jin in public, but actually I didn't...well
Um..." Really kiss him.
Xia Qingqing wanted to say that she didn't actually kiss Shangguan Jin. The strong aroma of wine hit her nose, and her unfinished words were blocked by her brother's lips.
Brother, he kissed her again?! Why this time?
The eldest brother looked at his brother's enlarged handsome face with eyes wide open, with some eyes unbelievable.
Regardless, Xia Qingqing closed her eyes lightly, wrapping her arms around her brother instinctively to feel the feeling of kissing her brother again.
Finally, following his instinct, he kissed You Ping's red lips. Ouyang Lingyun could no longer remember where this instinct began.
Greedily licking and sucking her soft lips, the sweetness unique to her immediately filled his mouth, and the sweet taste penetrated straight into his heart.
Ouyang Lingyun sucked her sweet lips lingeringly, as if he wanted to erase the traces of another man, leaving only the taste of him.