What will happen next is obvious.
Song Piantao couldn't see clearly whether Nie Lingbo had any thoughts about him.
But at this moment, looking at Nie Lingbo's gradually approaching face, the faint mist gradually dissipated from between the two of them, allowing Song Piantao to see clearly into Nie Lingbo's eyes.
The desire for herself was precipitated in her eyes, like a dormant beast who heard the rolling spring thunder, stretched her muscles and bones from her lazy hibernation, and looked out.
Hungry, desperate to eat.
Dangerous, patrolling the territory.
Such Nie Lingbo made Song Piantao hot.
At the same time, it makes her desire to win even higher.
All these thoughts floated around in Song Piantao's mind for a moment, and silently melted into the long corridor with thick atmosphere and rising temperature.
The tip of Nie Lingbo's nose was about to touch Song Pian's.
Song Pian stretched out her hand and attached it to Nie Lingbo's forearm. She had a smile in her eyes, but the voice that escaped from her lips was extraordinarily pure:
"elder sister."
Nie Lingbo's movements stopped for a while, and then he let out a low breath, and his movements became more rapid. Her head was slightly tilted, and the bridges of their high noses were wrong, but they were close to each other.
The breath is intertwined.
At such a close distance, when Nie Lingbo lowered his eyes, he could vaguely see a little water light on Song Pian's lips, floating on her red lips.
I don't know if it was a bit of golden champagne, or when I just licked my lips...
Nie Lingbo was going to verify it himself.
She adjusted the angle to kiss.
Between the two lips, the air was squeezed out until there was only a gap between them. During his breath, Nie Lingbo smelled the fragrance of Song Pian's lips, and that blushing would soon merge with his own lips—
"Have you seen the lady?" A voice came from afar in the direction of the stairs.
Nie Lingbo's breathing stopped and his movements stopped.
The footsteps were still far away, and they still had some time.
Enough for them to swallow the last bit of distance and taste each other's taste.
Nie Lingbo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes met Song Pian's for a moment, then quickly staggered.
She lowered her eyes again, and was about to continue her previous actions.
At this moment, Song Pian's hand on his forearm scratched himself with his fingers.
Gently, as if the cat's tail swept across, it evoked endless itchiness.
Following his slender and powerful arm, he ran all the way to Nie Lingbo's spine, causing a wave of undercurrents. Nie Lingbo hissed softly, barely noticeable.
And the initiator was under her, with extraordinarily clear eyes, looking extremely innocent.
Song Piantao supported Nie Lingbo's arm, tilted her head, and leaned forward.
She leaned close to Nie Lingbo's ear, and said softly to Nie Lingbo in a voice that was softened by the night's heat:
"Sister, lipstick will flower."
By the time the banquet was over, it was already late.
After the guests left one after another, the brightly lit Song House fell silent.
For the Song family, the episode at the banquet can only be an episode, and it doesn't matter that much except to affect the mood.
After Liu Ying took the medicine and fell asleep, Song Sen asked Song Piangan to rest first, and he could talk about what he had to do tomorrow.
After Song Pianjiao and Song Sen said good night, they first went to Acacia Creek. It was the first time for Xiangsixi to participate in this kind of activity, and Song Piantao was worried that she would not be able to adapt.
When she went in, Xiangsixi had already changed into pajamas and was about to go to bed. She seemed to be in good shape, and she even opened her mouth to care about Song Pianjiao:
"Sister, are you sad?"
"Why does Xi Heng come to hang in front of you every day and chase him here? I really hate him."
Xiangsixi had real disgust on her face, why did Xi Heng get entangled with his sister
When Xi Heng was there tonight, she was standing with Nie Xingzhou, but the guests next to her didn't know that Xiangsixi was Song Piangan's sister.
When the guests talked about Xi Heng, they winked and said that his "confidantes" were everywhere. The meaning of the words was self-evident. They didn't close their mouths until Song Fei came over.
Only then did Xiangsixi understand what happened to her sister. It was only then that I understood why Xi Heng came to the door many times, but her sister was not seen behind closed doors.
"He." Song Pian said lightly, "he shouldn't have time to get in the way of Xixi in the future, don't be angry - how was your day? Did you have fun with Xiaofei and Xingzhou?"
Xiangsixi was sullen for a while. My sister is coaxing her as a child, and yes, she is a child and can't help her sister at all.
But when she heard that her sister was socializing at the banquet and noticed who she was with, Xiangsixi was happy again.
"They taught me a lot."
Xiangsixi was very talkative in front of her sister, chatting like a bird for a long time, and finally said:
"Nie Xingzhou followed her aunt. After she left, Song Fei soon returned to her room. I didn't want to stay there and came back together."
"Did Xiaofei have a good time today?" Song Pian asked.
Xiang Sixi thought about it again, and answered truthfully, "She didn't laugh much."
"Okay, I know."
Xiangsixi asked eagerly, "Is my sister going to see her?"
Song Pian looked at the time: "It's very late, Xiao Fei should go to bed, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Xiangsixi nodded reassuringly.
She didn't know why she was relieved.
Song Piantao left the Xiangsixi room and returned to her room next door.
Song Fei's room was just outside the two rooms. The Song house was extremely quiet at night. Song Fei was sitting on the bed with a book on her lap.
She heard the elder sister that Xiangsixi called when she opened the door for Song Pian, and then the door closed, it should be the two sisters talking in the room.
During this time, Song Fei's book only turned one page.
After a while, she heard the door open again, Song Pian was talking to Xiangsixi gently, and Song Fei vaguely heard her name.
It was as if something came out of Song Pian's mouth, and it was very easy to hear.
Song Fei closed the book, sat up from the bed, and even looked down at the untidy pajamas.
But after two or three breaths, she heard a door open and close, and then there was silence in the corridor, and there was no other movement.
Song Fei held the book and sat on the bed for a long time.
The temperature in her body and heart dropped together, she laughed at herself, not knowing what she was looking forward to.
What are you thinking, she is the elder sister of Xiangsixi, and she is polite, but she takes it seriously.
"Stupid." Song Fei scolded herself.
Song Fei felt that she was really an idiot.
She actually didn't sleep much all night, she just squinted for a while after three o'clock, and she had a dream before she slept well.
In the dream, Xiangsixi pushed her nose up, pointed to her own nose and said, "Song Fei, you are shameless, you green tea and white lotus fox spirit, come and snatch my sister."
Song Feiming knew that she was dreaming, but she was still very angry. Because she was in a dream, she would burn a Guanyin mole between the eyebrows of Xiangsixi when she picked up a cigarette butt to suppress this dead sister.
The two of them were chasing after me, and Nie Xingzhou was still eating melon seeds next to him and shouting:
"Don't fight, don't fight, you can't kill people like this."
In a blink of an eye, I heard Xiangsixi slamming the door outside and shouting:
"Song Fei, don't hide in there and don't make a sound. I know you're at home. You have the ability to rob my sister, and you have the ability to open the door!"
Song Fei was woken up with anger, only to find out that the servant was knocking on the door, asking herself to get up to eat.
"…Fuck."
Song Fei rubbed her head and got up, she just wanted to smash the Xiangsi Creek next door, and Nie Xingzhou together, one made soup and the other made claypot rice.
It's a dream, it's better not to sleep if you sleep, Song Fei now has a headache like a knocked watermelon, torn apart.
Because she was going to have dinner with her parents, Song Fei didn't even have time to smoke a cigarette. After washing, she went downstairs with a broken watermelon head.
Her face was sullen, and it was useless to force her mind. When Liu Ying saw her, she asked:
"What time did Xiao Fei go to bed last night?"
Song Fei recalled that Song Pianjiao went to Acacia Creek after 11 o'clock, so she said with a straight face:
"I fell asleep at 10:30."
"Then why is your face so bad? Have you had a nightmare?"
Song Fei vaguely said yes, while waiting for Liu Ying to get her a cup of hot milk, Song Fei glared at Xiangsixi with an extraordinarily fierce look.
Sooner or later you will be sharked.
Xiangsixi was sitting on the side, but Song Fei suddenly glared at her. She looked back with an inexplicable look on her face.
Song Fei felt bored and looked away, only to find that Song Pian was not there.
She opened her mouth to ask, but closed her mouth again, what's up with her.
The servant handed the warm milk to Song Fei. Song Fei drank half a cup in one breath, but her head still hurts.
A burst of fragrant sweetness drifted over, and Song Fei twitched her nose against the milk cup. It's delicious, cake? But I don't eat dessert in the morning at home.
She turned her head to look over.
The servant brought out a pastry plate with golden puff pastry on it.
Song Fei didn't eat much last night, and she didn't sleep well. When she smelled the sweet fragrance, her stomach was very upset and grumbled.
fuck.
The servant didn't know if he heard it, or he just waved it and put the plate of butterflies in front of Song Fei.
"The Butterfly Cake made by the eldest lady herself, I told you to try it first."
"Oh, Pian Tiao made it herself." Liu Ying was so pleasantly surprised that he immediately took one, split it in half, and handed the half to Song Sen.
The two old people are used to health care, and usually do not touch sweets, but now they are eating deliciously, and they are praised.
Song Fei was so reserved that she didn't use it right away, but the scent was too reserved, and kept digging into her.
But Song Fei had to admit that the sweet milky fragrance of the flowery branches greatly eased her irritable mood when she woke up in the morning.
Liu Ying and the others didn't eat any more. Song Fei saw Xiangsixi eating what was in the bowl and looking at the plate. When she wanted to monopolize what her sister made, Song Fei snorted coldly, cruelly breaking the fantasy of Xiangsixi, and unceremoniously stretched out her hand to take it. The best looking and sweetest looking butterflies ever.
Under the gaze of Xiangsixi, she acted like she didn't care, took a casual bite, and the crispy soft meringue blossomed layer by layer between her lips and teeth, releasing all the milky aroma, with just the right sweetness.
One bite makes one's toes hook in satisfaction.
Song Fei's chewing movement stopped almost inaudibly, glanced at the cake in her hand, and then looked at the direction of the kitchen.
Shit, it smells so good.
She ate several mouthfuls and couldn't stop. After eating one, she had to take the second one. Acacia Creek, who had been taciturn and silent, stared at her hands so hard that her eyes almost fell.
Liu Ying didn't pay attention to the butterfly cake situation among middle school students, and only asked the servant:
"Why hasn't the lady come out yet?"
"Miss, there's still some butterflies that you haven't finished, you can eat it first, you don't have to wait for her."
"Enough is enough, why do you still do it?"
Xiangsixi and Song Fei tacitly stopped their open and secret fights and put up their ears.
The servant smiled and said:
"Miss said it was made for Miss Nie, and I will send it back to Miss Nie."