MTL - When the Green Tea Female Partner is Forced To Attack the Female Lead-Chapter 10

When Zhao Qingdai was facing the system, she could freely say that she did not hate Zhang Lanxin.

But this kind of generosity depends on the situation.

When this woman stabbed the matter in front of Du Jingmo, Zhao Qingdai couldn't help it.

"I don't really want to see her, but... I still have to go once to solve the problem, don't I?" She licked her lips repeatedly, trying to warm her face as much as possible, "Sister, don't worry, these messy things will never make trouble again. came before you."

She will not allow this to happen again.

Although Du Jingmo was reluctant to admit it, this was indeed Zhao Qingdai's family affair, she couldn't control too much, so she could only nod her head and say ok.

Because of Zhang Xinlan's sudden appearance, the two of them didn't have a happy dinner. At night, Zhao Qingdai was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her eyes getting darker and darker.

The system didn't want to disturb her originally, but the monitoring data is its own job, and it reminded at the right time: "If the blackening value fluctuates again, I will call you."

It's such a kind system that even the electricians don't want it.

Zhao Qingdai turned over and faced Du Jingmo's room: "Don't worry, I know what I know. This kind of thing is not worth getting me electrocuted."

She was no longer the thirteen-year-old girl who was slapped twice and had no room to fight back, and could only stumble out to chase people.

She told herself in her heart to stop thinking about it, go to bed earlier, and deal with Zhang Xinlan tomorrow. But the more she hinted to herself like this, the more chaotic her mind became, and finally she got up and planned to warm herself up with a cup of milk to help herself sleep.

The last person who prepared milk for her was Du Jingmo.

It's a bit pitiful to say, before she met Du Jingmo, not only did she not drink milk, but there was no one who prepared milk for her. In Du Jingmo's eyes, this kind of thing is just a small effort, and it is extremely rare for her.

After drinking a glass of milk, Zhao Qingdai touched her lower abdomen and burped slowly.

A chuckle suddenly sounded at this moment.

She looked back and saw that Du Jingmo came out at an unknown time and was standing at the entrance of the stairs.

"I didn't expect that such a big person would burp milk even after drinking a cup of milk." Du Jingmo was wearing a silk nightgown, and her skin was so white in the dark night that she could be caught at a glance without turning on the light. s position.

Zhao Qingdai felt ashamed as soon as she met her, so she hurriedly rinsed the milk cup and put it back, and asked, "Why did my sister come out? Did I wake you up?"

"I didn't fall asleep at first, come out and take a look when I hear you get up." Du Jingmo leaned against the railing, his skirt swayed twice with her movements, "I can't sleep anyway, why don't you come to my room and chat? ."

Zhao Qingdai's eyes slowly widened, and she asked in a daze, "...What did my sister say?"

Du Jingmo didn't think she didn't hear clearly, just thought she was unwilling: "If you don't want to, it's fine..."

"No, I'm very willing." Zhao Qingdai knew very well that she was not interested in taking Qiao at this time, and some things were just an opportunity to be missed, and the time would never come.

For example, the opportunity to be in the same room with Du Jingmo.

She wiped her hands quickly, trotted all the way up the stairs, sat upright on the corner of the bed, stared at Du Jingmo, and patted the bed: "Sister, let's chat!"

Du Jingmo slowly put a question mark in his heart.

Although she took the initiative to say the words, but for some reason, she felt that Zhao Qingdai seemed to be looking forward to it.

She walked into the bedroom, turned on the bedside lamp, leaned on the pillow, and handed another empty pillow to Zhao Qingdai, by the way, she suppressed the drowsiness that had reached her mouth.

It wasn't that she couldn't sleep, but she felt that Zhao Qingdai should not be able to sleep, so she kept trying to listen to the movement next door, and she was caught.

Zhao Qingdai took the pillow, adjusted a suitable distance, and leaned on the same bed as Du Jingmo, breathing lightly.

The chat between the two of them was not nutritious. They talked about everything that could be talked about. Zhao Qingdai could hear that Du Jingmo was talking to her almost instinctively.

It was nothing more than trying to soothe her emotions.

In fact, she doesn't need to do anything, as long as she has this heart here, it is enough for Zhao Qingdai to be happy.

The lamp at the head of the bed was dim, half of her face was hidden in the darkness, and she also covered her eyes: "Sister, I seem a little sleepy and want to sleep."

Du Jingmo thought that her mission was finally completed, yawned, and slid down the pillow: "Then go to sleep."

Zhao Qingdai leaned closer to her and whispered, "I'm so sleepy, I don't want to move anymore, can I stay here and sleep?"

"Just like when I was a kid."

Du Jingmo couldn't open his eyes, he just hummed.

Zhao Qingdai smiled.

She turned off the desk lamp and adjusted her sight for a while, so that she could see Du Jingmo's face clearly in the dark night.

She was really sleepy, and fell into a deep sleep within two sentences, breathing evenly and sleeping in a stable position, her chest rising and falling with her.

Zhao Qingdai covered her with a quilt, then leaned against her, first touching her head on her shoulder, and after feeling the violent movement of her heart, she hurriedly backed away and pulled the distance between them again.

She was afraid that this heartbeat would wake Du Jingmo up, it was too loud.

"Am I so unpromising?" She reflected on herself in her heart.

Although being able to share the bed with Du Jingmo was already a treatment she had never imagined before.

In fact, before discovering her own thoughts, Zhao Qingdai's highest requirement is nothing more than to be her sister's lifelong sister and become her relative, preferably to be implicated in her life.

But people are always greedy.

Zhao Qingdai closed her eyes and gently put her hand on Du Jingmo's wrist.

My sister is now defenseless against her, sleeping peacefully beside her, and even tolerates her sharing the same bed.

She may never know how many unspoken thoughts are in the heart of the person sleeping beside her at the moment.

It was all directed at her Du Jingmo.

This time, Zhao Qingdai slept groggy. When she opened her eyes the next day, the sky was already bright, and the nanny, who had a rare chance, had already prepared breakfast.

She quickly got up to wash and change clothes: "I want to go to school with my sister today, okay?"

Du Jingmo didn't think she would go back to study so soon, so he didn't wake her up. He was a little stunned after hearing this, and frowned and asked, "Have you recovered from your injuries? Are you thinking about going back to school?"

"It's been a long time, and I'm alive and kicking." She began to act coquettishly again, as if nothing happened yesterday, "I'm getting bored at home every day, it's better to go to school."

Seeing that Du Jingmo moved her lips and wanted to say something, she immediately stretched out three fingers and made a gesture of swearing to the sky: "Sister, don't worry, I've really taken care of myself. From now on, a man with me will be a beast of a flood, I just want to focus on my studies.”

Congliang is a very precise word.

Du Jingmo bit her lip and smiled, she pinned her hair behind her ear, revealing a delicate and superior profile: "I didn't want to say that. I just wanted to ask, anyway, you don't have a good relationship with your roommate, why don't you just Live here."

To be precise, Zhao Qingdai has always been alone and has no friends, and has a bad relationship with most people.

Oh, those who took the initiative to be her good brothers and brothers are not counted.

Zhao Qingdai smiled with crooked brows and eyes, and she was unbelievably cute: "Okay! I'll go to the dormitory to pack my things later. From today onwards, I will study hard and work hard to earn rent for my sister."

The woman who was determined to study hard at the dining table just now parted ways with Du Jingmo when they arrived at the school gate. After she couldn't see each other's figure at all, the cute smile on her face faded a little, and she turned and walked out of the school gate.

System: "Have you forgotten how you promised the heroine just now? Will your conscience not hurt?"

She doesn't care about studying such an important thing, no wonder she is a female supporting role! Look at Du Jingmo, you have to study hard before the main plot line is gone!

"I didn't lie to her, I just have more important things to deal with first." Zhao Qingdai stood sideways in the shadows, avoiding the eyes of most people, "Do me a favor."

"Help me locate where Zhang Xinlan's son is."

The system is called a righteous statement: "This violates the privacy of the indigenous people, and our system never does such a thing."

"Just once, can't you just help me once?" Zhao Qingdai softened her voice, she lowered her long eyelashes, and loneliness and sadness overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "I told you my most unbearable past, I thought we It's a friend."

The system's few consciences suddenly ached.

It tangled briefly on its funny face: "Okay, I'll help you this time, I won't be an example next time."

After speaking, a positioning appeared in front of Zhao Qingdai.

"Wouldn't it be over for me to cooperate like this? It made me want to act with you, and I was exhausted." Zhao Qingdai's emotions were at ease, and when she looked up, how could she still be a little pitiful and lonely?

system:"???"

It was actually fooled by green tea!

Suddenly I understood Du Jingmo's feelings.

I'm so pissed!

It was aggrieved, and Zhao Qingdai was happy. She stopped a car and drove to the location given by the system. After admiring enough of the uncomfortable expression on the funny face, she finally said, "Thank you."

She was still a little relieved.

The system finally had some serious use, making her feel like she was also an open-minded person.

The system snorted and refused to answer, very arrogant.

Zhang Xinlan's son is only six years old this year, at the age of elementary school. The last time I looked at Zhao Qingdai from a distance, I couldn't see clearly, but today I found out that this kid looks a bit like her, but with a fresh and childish look that she has never had before.

Her tone was cool, and she could be called a yin and yang peculiar: "It's such a naive and ignorant age, I'm envious when I see it."

After speaking, she hit the target precisely, and apologized in a hurry with a look of panic and mistake.

After the child obediently said that it was okay, she curled her lips into a smile and offered to ask the boy to drink a cold drink to apologize.

A set of operations directly fooled the child into lame.

When Zhang Xinlan arrived, what she saw was the scene of Zhao Qingdai and her son sitting together and chatting and laughing.

This time, the person with the blood flowing back and the pale face became her.