If Ye Wenwen is like a red peony, then Qin Yitian is like a red rose.
Ye Wenwen has a soft temperament with a hint of hardness. She looks rosy, quiet, and unconcerned with the world. But she is gorgeous in appearance, luxurious and lush, and has the reputation of "the beauty of the country and the king of flowers".
There is a poem that says: The wind is flowing and the flowers are bowing their heads to worship the fragrance.
Peonies cannot compete, but flowers can compete with them.
Qin Yitian neither hides nor tucks in, nor hides nor avoids. Passionate and charming. No matter whether it is a cliff of ten thousand feet, or a mountain of swords or a sea of fire, he will rush towards it with his eyes closed. She brought them a beautiful illusion of cruelty with her determined gesture of burning herself.
The branches and leaves have sharp thorns, and if you are not careful, you will prick your legs and fingers.
Now, red peonies and red roses are blooming together. Such beauty is dazzling.
Sadly no, there wasn't any audience in the living room.
Even Zhou Mingli, who fell in love with Qin Yitian at first sight, became completely disappointed and went to Shihezi to enjoy the cool breeze and pretend to be melancholy after realizing the good impression she expressed towards Fang Yan.
The two were not in contact for the first time, but they were in conflict for the first time.
In other words, this is the first communication between enemies in a wrong state. She never thought that the tough woman who beat Fang Yan as a life-or-death enemy in school would have such a daughterly side.
Can those guys in the school who love violence and regard her as an idol goddess who want to be whipped by her with a whip see that scene? Is it possible that their eyes will fall all over the place
But Qin Yitian didn't feel contradictory at all.
She's just that kind of person, she hits me when she wants to, and doesn't tell me when she doesn't want to.
In a sense, she is braver than herself, more direct than herself, and more willful than herself.
Facing such a wrong leg, Qin Yitian felt a feeling of palpitations.
Qin Yitian is not afraid of any mistakes, but in the field of love, she hopes that two people can be unique to each other.
Because you care too much, you will be afraid of failure. Even if the possibility is trivial, I still worry about that happening.
Qin Yitian looked directly into Ye Wenwen's eyes and said, "If you don't want to say it, just say it. He already knows the answer."
Ye Wenrou knew what the answer was. They shouldn't be enemies.
Ye Wenrou thinks Qin Yitian is beautiful, the most beautiful girl she has ever seen. She even felt that she wanted to be more beautiful than herself. Her facial features are exquisite and dazzling, like the blazing moon, like the bright moon, like the brightest star among the stars. She will shine when she stands among the crowd.
Qin Yitian also felt that Ye Wenwen had a temperament, but that kind of ethereal and innocent temperament. Clean, pure and approachable. If my own aura would make people feel oppressive and make them stay away, then Ye Wenwen's temperament would make people feel pity and respect that they could not bear to disturb.
They should cherish each other and become the best friends. How could they be enemies
Thinking of that question, both of them couldn't help but feel a little fascinated.
The room was unusually quiet, but the atmosphere did not feel awkward.
Two beautiful and outrageous girls walked around without saying a word, but it didn't make people feel weird, as it should be.
Fang Yan, who had been out for a long time, finally came back with a cup of hot tea. He placed the teacup in front of Qin Yitian and said, "Be careful when it's hot."
Seeing that the tea in front of Ye Wenrou was cold, he picked up the cup in front of him and said, "He's going to get me a cup of hot tea."…
Ye Wenrou glanced at Fang Yan and said, "If I don't want to walk there, I can come in during dinner."
"—"
Qin Yitian chuckled and said, "Teacher Fang, am I afraid that he and Sister Ye will fight? He can beat her up."
"No. How could it be?" Fang Yan touched the beads of sweat on his forehead and said, "He just went to the kitchen to have a look, fearing that the food they made was too greasy - he knew we didn't like to eat greasy food. .”
"He likes to eat meat." Ye Wenrou said. "The ambush I did on all sides in the back mountain was very good."
"He also likes to eat meat." Qin Yitian said. "Did I forget? In Huacheng, they go to eat at Yizhangyuan Restaurant—the T-bone steak at that restaurant is very good."
"Haha-" Fang Yan laughed harder than crying. "He also likes to eat meat. So when he was very young, he followed his friends in the village to net sparrows, hunt rabbits and grasshoppers, and then prepared the ingredients and processed them himself. Yitian had never eaten it before, so he took me to try it when he had the opportunity."
Ye Wenrou looked at Qin Yitian and said, "The friends Fang Yan mentioned refer to Ye Fengsheng, Zhu Xiaodan, Li Xiaotian and the others. They formed a group called Yanziwu Beauty Team - isn't it ridiculous?"
"Isn't it really ridiculous? Was he so childish when he was a child?"
"There are more childish things. Every year when they compete in martial arts, when he hits Bu Nao, he hugs his legs and begs for mercy. He cries and Hanxuan asks him not to beg to be slapped in the face—"
"No way? Teacher Fang has such a shameless side? We've known him for a day or two, so we know his temperament quite well -"
"There are also some things I don't understand."
"I will understand it gradually in the future."
"He has lived in Yanziwu for more than 20 years."
"They can't change the length of life, but they can determine the width of life. He has always felt that the width of life is richer in appearance."
"When practicing Qigong, you should pay attention to how a drop of water can penetrate a stone."
“Tai Chi is all about instant enlightenment.”—
Fang Yan suddenly discovered a serious problem.
He was busy pouring tea for Qin Yitian and thinking about changing tea for Ye Wenrou. He forgot that he didn't drink hot tea.
No wonder he felt like he was sweating profusely and his mouth was dry. It turned out that he hadn't drank water for a long time.
"Fang Yingxiong—" Fang Yan turned and shouted towards the backyard.
No one answered.
"Fang Haohan—"
Still no one answered.