Chapter 21: Fatal Lipstick 4

  Ling Shuiyue dodged the beautiful gaze, took a detour to the second floor lounge. He knew that Ming De and others must be here, and the ugly eight monsters must also be there.

  Ling Shuiyue stood at the entrance of the rest room and saw Xia Qianying and Ming De taking a photo together. She was so beautiful, beautifully stunning him.

  Is that his ugly mug? At least it's what he wants to own.

  Ni Shi Luo didn't know when he caught up from behind, saw Ling Shuiyue standing at the entrance of the rest room, and walked forward to hold onto Ling Shuiyue's arm: "What are you doing, so happy? Can we join in too?"

  When she heard someone speaking, Xia Qian Jing lifted her head up and a stiff smile appeared on her face.

  Lan Bei was scratched by Ming Xin to the itchy place, and dodged towards Xia Wenjing's side. Xia Wenjing was gently bumped awake by Lan Bei, and quickly stretched out her hand to lightly brush away the bangs in front of her forehead, then lowered her head.

  Mingde saw Ling Shuiyue coming and happily shouted: "Yue! Come quickly, let's take a photo together!"

  Ni Shi Luo took a glance at the four girls in front of her, and only Xia Wen Ning was unfamiliar to her, but somehow looked familiar. Li Ling's sister Li Ling Ying saw Ni Shi Luo and pouted: "This sister is late, Ming Yin sister is mine now, we haven't finished taking pictures yet." After that, she pulled Ming Yin aside and kept posing with her.

  "Wow! Are you all healed? Come quickly and take a look at my and Xian'er's photo together, it's incredibly beautiful!" Mingde was too excited, still immersed in what he thought was the most perfect photo in the world, completely ignoring Ling Shuiyue's gloomy face.

  Li Ling smiled: "Yao! How come you're so easy-going today, willing to be with us mob? Is it because there's beauty around, people become gentle?"

  Li Ling's careless words made Ni Shi Luo feel very pleased, she smiled at Lan Bei, but after smiling, her gaze fell on Xia Xianning again: Was she too excited, got a fever in the head, how could she come to this resting room full of beauties.

  Similarly. Li Ling's careless words added another layer of anxiety to Xia Xian's already disordered heart, her hand originally placed on her leg slid onto the sofa, then back onto her leg, and again returned to the sofa.

  Clueless Lan enthusiastically took Xia Yinyin's hand and put it together with her own. Continuing their previous 'nail polish discussion': "Why do I think this pink doesn't suit me? Your blue looks especially good, help me take another look, am I suitable for blue too?"

  Xia Xian Ning moved her gaze to the two hands and spoke incoherently: "I think that style suits you, very good-looking, suitable for you."

  "I'm also very easy-going when playing ball, but you guys have good wine and forget about good friends!" Ling Shuiyue's gaze never left Xia Qianying.

  Li Ling was surprised, when did Ling Shuiyue become so eloquent: "Good! I just saw it too, and I was worried that I wouldn't have the good fortune to enjoy it. They really have forgotten their good friends after getting good wine. Today, let's also forget about them!"

  "No way, we weren't forgetting our good friends earlier, we just couldn't find them. Ask your conscience, what were you two doing just now?" Ming De said as soon as he spoke, he regretted it, his words were reckless and unguarded. Ling Shuiyue was with the "mud" beside him, what about that ugly creature? He glanced at Xia Yinyin out of the corner of his eye, but unexpectedly Xia Yinyin was discussing nail art with Lan Bei and hadn't heard his nonsense.

  Ming De let out a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that he was lucky today. Afraid that others would hear him talking nonsense, no one could hear him, and God must have liked him today. No wonder, who made himself so beautiful.

  Seeing those beautiful nails, Mingde's interest came again. He leaned over and smiled: "I also want to see. Join the comments! And next time you do your nails, call me too."

  Nī Shīluò saw Líng Shuǐyào sit down, also sat down beside Lán Bèi. Míng Dé's squeeze almost pushed her off the sofa. She was a person who didn't like to be at a disadvantage, so she stretched out her hand and pushed Lán Bèi: "Lán Bèi! How did you learn your manners? Is this what it means to be a lady?"

  Suddenly, Lan Bei, Xia Xian Ning and Ming De bumped their heads together.

  "Ah!" everyone shouted in unison. Lan Bei was the most infuriated, having been sitting peacefully on the sofa, only to be suddenly and inexplicably attacked, and now being yelled at so unjustly by someone else.

  Ni Shi Luo regretted what he had just said, his intestines were about to turn green. No matter how anxious he was, he couldn't do something like that in front of so many people, especially in Yao's presence. This won't do, this won't do! He had to think of a way to make up for it quickly.

  Xia Qian Ning and Ming De were also confused by Nie Shi Luo's words. What's going on, how did Lan Bei become a violent girl?

  Xia Qian Ning saw Lan Bei's hand about to strike out, and hastily stepped forward, blocking her way. With a calm and unhurried tone, she asked Ni Shi Luo, "This lady, we are all gentlewomen of refinement. But you, on the other hand, have acted so unreasonably. May I ask, where did you learn your manners? And where did you become a gentlewoman?"

  Ming De was all smiles, his daughter is so excellent! That 'rotten mud' miss, finally met her match.

  "Help!" Nishilo cried out to Yào, she was really desperate.

  Xia Qian Ning's gaze followed Ni Shi Luo's voice and turned to Ling Shui Yao, suddenly, Xia Qian Ning's body trembled slightly, she saw the lip color left on Ling Shui Yao's mouth.

  Lan Bei's hand trembled slightly along with Xia Qing's, and she also saw the lip gloss at the corner of Ling Shuiyue's mouth.

  Ming De's gaze remained on Xia Qian Ning, and her trembling naturally didn't escape his eyes. He looked towards the place where Xia Qian Ning was looking - Ling Shui Yao, whose lip color at the corner of his mouth...

  She, so beautiful, didn't smile at him once tonight, didn't cast a glance of attention his way, and didn't say a word to him. Now, however, she was questioning him with her eyes, filled with hostility, as if he were her enemy? Ling Shuiyue gazed at Xia Qinger, lovely as a flower, in a daze, his heart shattered into pieces.

  Apart from Ling Shuiyue, only Ling Muyue knew the inside story of tonight. After eavesdropping on the conversation between Yue and his father, he made a decision - to help Yue get through this night, just as agreed in their pact, so that Yue could shake off Nie Xiu and his father's endless unreasonable demands.

  Ling Mu pulled Xia Qian Ning's hand and almost ran out of there. It wasn't until they were far away from that place that he finally stopped.

  "Xian'er! There are some things I'm not convenient to talk about. Ling Mu Ye has a task today, you should understand."

  Xia Qian Ning raised her head and turned her back on Ling Mu Ye: "I'm a bit tired, I want to go home first."

  Xia Qian Ning grabbed her coat and wrapped it around her body in a hurry, standing at the long entrance waiting for the car. Tears still couldn't stop falling down, one drop after another landing on her chest, hitting her heart, icy cold beyond measure.

  She dressed up so carefully just to attract his attention, but unexpectedly he returned with a beauty in his arms. She felt like a fool, even more foolish than when she was in the Water City.

  Ling Mu didn't know what to say and could only silently follow Xia Qianqian until she got on the bus.

  Ming Xin and Li Lingying ran back to the sofa from the balcony. Although they had an age gap, their IQ and EQ were the same. Li Lingying saw Ling Shuiyue sitting next to Li Ling: "How can you sit next to my brother? This position is mine." However, looking at how handsome you are, just like my brother, I won't mind. She ran to Ming De's side: "I want to sit between the twins, but I like this sister and don't like this brother. However, considering that this brother and sister are twins, I'll put up with it and sit next to him."

  Everyone must have been amused by Li Lingying's childish words in the past, but today everyone was silent. Ming Xin's stiff smile faded away: "Has something happened?" She said as she looked around at everyone, her voice getting smaller and smaller, until the last two words were probably only audible to herself. Muyao and Xianrong were not there. Looking at Ming De again, Ming De shook his head.

  "Hey! Mingde! We haven't finished drinking yet, Lanbei! Hurry up, you can't be left out!" Li Ling broke the awkwardness.

  Everyone listened to Li Ling's words and actively cooperated, but this wine has gone bad.

  "Sister, sit down quickly. I want to take a photo with the twins." Li Lingying, like a clever spirit, saw that the atmosphere had eased and hurriedly continued her task.

  Ryota left the rest room alone. He came, and she left. He stood in front of the railing, searching for the figure he had been thinking about day and night. How much he yearned for her. Although he had been avoiding her these days, he knew deep down that it was self-deception. He was destined to be controlled by her, his eyes fixed on following her figure.

  He saw at the entrance, a lonely figure that tugs at one's heartstrings.

  Tears of ice flowed down.

  Ni Shi Luo followed behind Ling Shui Yue, her long fingernails digging into her fists.

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  Xia Qian Ning opened her eyes, it was already 8 o'clock in the morning. Fortunately, yesterday was Saturday, otherwise she would be late today. She didn't think about it anymore. She pushed away the quilt and came to the bathroom, in front of the mirror, Qian Ning carefully looked at herself, still okay, no obvious hangover. After taking a shower, she went to the living room to get some water, took a light sip, and opened the curtains.

  It's snowing, so quiet, so clean and white, so beautiful! She pulled down the quilt, holding a hot cup of water, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she wanted to be closer to the snow.

  The snowflakes fluttered and fell, covering the courtyard with a thick layer. The mottled trunks of the plane trees were laden with snow, while the swings beneath them stood still, waiting for the snow to fall.

  Snowflakes paint a picture of the sky and the earth with their unique brushstrokes, fluttering and swirling in the hazy space between heaven and earth. The already confused thoughts become even more chaotic and disheveled along with this hazy world.

  Why do I cry? Why do I tremble? Is it because I feel like I'm being used again or loved and hurt again? Didn't I promise myself to live a quiet life, not participate in anything, not join anything, and just exist like a straw man without a heart or lungs? She shouldn't have agreed to go with Wei's aunt yesterday. Even her mom didn't go. How many good excuses did she have to not go? Why didn't she refuse? Was it because she had illusions or hopes about something, or was it simply that she wanted to go and get close to a certain person?

  Snowflakes drifted into her eyes again, so soft, light, and free. Don't think about it, don't think about anything, let your heart be like these snowflakes, freely and quietly, disguising yourself, letting your heart be still as water. Didn't nothing happen? It seemed like everything had already happened. That dazzling red pierced her eyes again, making them sting with crystal tears that fell onto the pure white quilt, staining transparent snowflakes.