Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

Xu Jinchao looked down at the little man on the sketch paper.

It must be said that Song Jiao's painting skills are really amazing, and ordinary adults can't paint so ugly.

If it wasn't for the really happy expression on Song Jiao's face when she painted, and she looked serious, Xu Jinchao would have thought it was a prank.

She didn't want to hit each other, she wanted to find some advantages from their two "future daughters" to praise.

Song Jiao used a pencil to paint the little girl a dark dress, blush, straight eyelashes, wire-like bangs and double ponytails.

It is very creative that in the oval eyes of different sizes, the pupils are two little hearts painted black.

Xu Jinchao held back for a long time and said:

"I think it's pretty cute?"

Song Jiao saw her entanglement early on, but she was also satisfied that Xu Jinchao did not question the child's appearance.

She agreed: "Of course, our child is the cutest, she's a little princess."

Song Jiao seemed to be inspired by her own words, and immediately took back the painting, adding a crown to her little treasure, twisting her hand through the small scepter, and drawing a bow.

Xu Jinchao never thought that Song Jiao still has such a princess heart. When Song Jiao painted all her daughter's equipment and showed it to her, Omega vowed:

"There is no better little girl in the world than her, and I think she will be very caring."

Seeing that Song Jiao had already fantasized about the little padded jacket, Xu Jinchao couldn't help laughing and laughing. She asked, "My child's mother, can you still see your own portrait?"

Song Jiao: "Look."

She took the sketchbook from Xu Jinchao, handed the daughter on the drawing paper to Xu Jinchao, and instructed: "You and your child develop a relationship."

Xu Jinchao was simply stubborn and accepted it.

She couldn't help but look at her Impressionist daughter with a scribbled crown, and felt that Song Jiao was really talented.

Unlike Xu Jinchao's entanglement, Song Jiao was immersed in complete joy.

Her aesthetic vision for art is not high, and she belongs to a layman who can only watch a lively scene, and cannot judge the artistic level of Xu Jinchao's line and surface sketches.

But just the fact that "Xu Jinchao painted her" is enough for Song Jiao to feel happy, not to mention that the half-length portrait in the sketchbook is extremely beautiful.

Song Jiao could not evaluate from the point of view of technique, but felt that the proportions of light and shadow and structure were harmonious, and she felt the lifelike charm from the picture.

She didn't even know she had such a gentle and focused look when she was painting that graffiti painting.

Song Jiao confirmed to Alpha: "This painting was given to me, right?"

Xu Jinchao was still trying his best to add beautifying filters to their Impressionist daughters, and raised his head after hearing this.

"Of course."

Song Jiao was very happy, she carefully closed the sketchbook, held it in her hand, and couldn't help but open it to see if it would smudge the picture.

After making sure everything was safe, Song Jiao stood up.

"I'm going to put it in the car and bring our lunch by the way."

Xu Jinchao raised the sketch paper in his hand: "How about this one, don't you take it away together?"

Song Jiao turned her face and refused: "She's too ugly, keep it for yourself."

Xu Jinchao: "..."

Song Jiao had already turned around and ran out of the shade briskly, her dark blue tennis skirt swayed in the sunlight, and rushed to the parking lot.

Xu Jinchao bowed his head and looked at the ugly daughter certified by his mother, and a lot of love and affection arose spontaneously.

Female goose, you are so miserable, you were only pampered for a few minutes after birth, and then you were disgusted.

She couldn't help but open the pencil case again, and drew sketches on the spot based on the little girl created by Song Jiao.

Song Jiao cherished the sketchbook with her own portrait in the back seat, made sure it was safe, and then lifted the picnic box.

The parking location is just in the shadow of the public buildings in the park, not directly exposed to the sun, and the temperature inside the car is not too high to exaggerate.

Carrying the box back to the kite field, the little girl with braids and her family disappeared every year.

Song Jiao also noticed the retention needle on the back of Nian Nian's hand just now. The mother of the child also said that they came from the hospital. Now that it is near noon, they have already gone back.

She saw Xu Jinchao sketching something from a distance, and approached with light footsteps.

Alpha was so focused when he was doing things that he didn't notice when someone walked slowly behind him.

Song Jiao gently placed the picnic box under her feet and leaned over to see the painting on the pad in Xu Jinchao's hand.

Next to the ugly girl she drew with her hands, there was a cute little person with a completely different style and some similarities.

Xu Jinchao's lines are clear and smooth. The villain in the pen has a small round face, and the lines sweep out a light and shy blush, soft bangs are placed in front of his forehead, and a small crown is stuck in his hair.

Since Song Jiao didn't understand the principles of painting, her little girl was stubbornly facing the front.

In Xu Jinchao's beautified version, he changed his posture, grasped a few elements given by Song Jiao, and a shy and cute little princess in a petticoat appeared on the paper.

Song Jiao sighed, "It's beautiful."

She originally stood silently behind her, but suddenly she spoke in someone's ear, which startled Xu Jinchao.

Xu Jinchao looked back at a elusive cat who walked without a sound, and listened to her comment: "Our daughter is so cute."

Song Jiao also said, "I want to name her."

Xu Jinchao put the pad aside, opened his backpack and flipped through the hand-washing gel: "Don't think about the name, I'm so hungry."

Song Jiao spread out a picnic mat under the shade of the tree, opened the picnic box, and took out the iced sour plum soup that Aunt Li made by herself.

The sour plum soup was packed in a thermos, and my aunt added ice cubes to the bottle to keep it cool.

After Song Jiao disinfected and washed her hands, she unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out a small cup of cold sour plum soup.

Xu Jinchao was very envious, so he simply turned his head, and opened the lychee bag given by Nian Nian's mother, eating lychees to satisfy his cravings.

At noon, the temperature gradually increased.

Fortunately, there are trees for shade, the park is open, and there is a breeze from time to time.

Breaking away from the fast-paced life, being able to sit in the green grass without worries, free your brain, and eat leisurely is really a very relaxing thing.

Xu Jinchao started to feel sleepy after eating her lunch. She used to be very energetic, but recently she is always tired and sleepy.

She thought earlier that it might be due to lack of rest, but for the past two days at home, it was clear that she had nothing to do, and she still felt tired from time to time.

Xu Jinchao tried to cheer up, but Song Jiao asked her, "Are you sleepy? Do you want to take a nap?"

Omega's voice was soft, and he didn't have the smugness he had when showing off the sour plum soup, full of concern.

Xu Jinchao wanted to stay awake, but the inexplicable physical tiredness came over. She said, "It's a little bit."

It was summer, and the two of them traveled lightly and did not bring any coats and blankets.

She was going to use her backpack as a pillow, Song Jiao had already offered to provide knee pillow service.

"I'm not sleepy, you sleep on my lap."

Xu Jinchao wanted to refuse, but Song Jiao was very persistent, and it meant a strong buy and strong sell.

"Come on, when you're done resting, we'll go to the Hwaseong Art Museum."

She directly grabbed Xu Jinchao's wrist and asked Alpha to rest on her.

Song Jiao was wearing a tennis skirt today. The skirt was extremely short, and the leggings that prevented it from running out were also extremely short. Bai Shengsheng's beautiful thighs were exposed.

Earlier, she lay on Xu Jinchao's lap many times. Song Jiao found it very interesting to switch roles this time.

Xu Jinchao rested on Omega's soft, snow-white thighs, and was a little uncomfortable at first, but the unreasonable sleepiness made her give up all hesitation.

Xu Jinchao muttered, "I'm so sleepy."

Song Jiao fiddled with the ends of her ponytail and asked, "Do you need me to sing a lullaby for you?"

Xu Jinchao's mind was a little dizzy, she closed her eyes: "whatever you want..."

Song Jiao really hummed a sleep tune in a low voice, accompanied by the rustling sound of the green grass and leaves blowing in the breeze, and hummed a gentle melody from the bottom of her throat.

Alpha quickly fell asleep, and his breathing became even and steady.

Song Jiao didn't disturb the other party's sleep, Xu Jinchao's physical condition was really poor, and it was a good thing to be able to rest steadily.

People who used to be full of vitality and never seemed to lack fighting spirit and energy suddenly fell ill.

Although she had the foundation of regular exercise and didn't break down too badly, Song Jiao was also anxious when she saw that Xu Jinchao was still working hard and pretending that nothing happened.

But Song Jiao couldn't force Xu Jinchao to stop working, so she could only worry silently beside her.

She learned from Qin Lingyue that Xu Jinchao's state suddenly began to deteriorate during the meeting that day, and his voice became weaker and weaker. Finally, he sat in a chair and was speechless for a long time.

Qin Lingyue told her that Xu Jinchao's face was pale at the time, and it took a while to recover. His voice was much lower than usual, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

After the meeting, the executives of Wantong stayed.

Alpha had been whitewashing Taiping for more than three months, and only then did she tell everyone the truth. She was determined to go home to recuperate and let Qin Lingyue temporarily take her place.

Qin Lingyue said on the phone, "Xiao Xu terrified everyone. We knew that she had been uncomfortable, but we didn't expect it to be so serious."

Song Jiao was frightened and delighted.

What I was afraid of was Xu Jinchao's terrifying physical state, and she was relieved that she finally realized that her body was the first.

Song Jiao carefully analyzed the possible causes of Xu Jinchao's strange illness.

Since the results of various examinations did not show any pathological changes in the heart, it is estimated that it is really a psychological condition.

It was a good turn for her to let go of company affairs and relax.

Song Jiao's eyes were always on the sleeping Alpha's cheeks, because she was lying with her back to her, so she could only trace the other side's face.

Alpha's slender and thick eyelashes drooped quietly at this moment, covering the pale pupils, and his breathing was obscured by the sound of wind blowing grass and leaves, almost inaudible.

Song Jiao lowered her head lower, allowing herself to look at her more closely and see every detail of her beautiful sleeping face.

She wanted to touch the tender and white face of the other party, but she was afraid that she would wake up, so she finally stroked the back of Xu Jinchao's cheek with a small distance.

Song Jiao raised her head, she slowly stretched out her hand, turned around slightly, and picked up the drawing paper pad and pencil case on the stone bench next to her.

She first stared at the 'daughter' from Xu Jinchao and her subordinates, pouted at the clown figure she drew, and then carefully removed the drawing paper and put it under the unused sketch paper.

Xu Jinchao tore up a few pieces of paper for her earlier, but this time it can be used again.

Song Jiao opened the pencil case, took out the pencil and held it in her hand, and carefully used it to draw on the paper.

She glanced at Xu Jinchao's face and drew on the paper for a while, thinking that with a model reference, maybe it could be more beautiful?

As it turns out, it can't.

Song Jiao drew the extremely ugly 'Xu Jinchao', her face and body were indescribable, and she felt guilty when she looked at it.

But when she picked up this piece of paper, compared with the ugly daughter below, and looked at the "Xu Jinchao" above, it really felt like her own life...

Song Jiao had an association in her mind and almost laughed out loud.

It lacks great virtue to paint people so ugly. Song Jiao decided to go all the way to the dark and paint herself.

She quickly added 'Song Jiao' with the same style next to 'Xu Jinchao'. She was a little shorter than 'Xu Jinchao' and was comparable in ugliness.

There was a small space between the two, which was the place Song Jiao left for their cubs.

First draw the parents, then draw the ugly little girl who is less than two thighs in the middle, holding hands from left to right.

Seeing that they looked like the two children of the family, Song Jiao was very happy, and even drew a smirk to the villain on the paper.

Yes, Song Jiao thought, this is their perfect future.

She finally put down the pad, and tried to stretch her arms to hook her own backpack.

Song Jiao was afraid of waking Xu Jinchao, so she didn't dare to move too far. She hooked the bag not far away with her fingers and slowly dragged it over.

She opened the bag and took out her cell phone.

The mobile phone market has been updated and iterative. The full-screen smartphone has replaced the keyboard phone, and the shooting pixels have also increased a lot, and there is no longer the more obvious graininess in the past.

Song Jiao turned on the camera, closed the shutter sound first, and framed Xu Jinchao's sleeping face into the viewfinder.

Alpha was sleeping soundly, unaware that the owner of the lap pillow was secretly rubbing and taking pictures of himself.

Xu Jinchao has an extremely photogenic face, high three-dimensional facial contours, and deeper facial features than ordinary people, so that her face will not appear flat when it appears in the camera.

This is undoubtedly a very superior photogenic face, her beauty will not be swallowed by the camera, and it can more completely restore her own brilliant face.

Especially in the dark environment such as street lamps and bedside at night, you can easily take photos with charming shadow effects and a strong sense of story.

Song Jiao adjusted the direction of the phone's camera, stared at the beautiful sleeping face with a little chromatic aberration on the phone screen, and chose the best angle to take a picture.

She took several pictures from different angles before she was satisfied and turned to take pictures of the surrounding scenery.

Song Jiao took the corner of the picnic mat very deliberately, and raised the transparent cup with sour plum soup to slightly block Xu Jinchao's sleeping face.

It seems to be taking sour plum soup, but in fact, it is taking pictures of Alpha sleeping happily on her lap.

Song Jiao sent the following photos to Yu Lan.

It was the company's lunch break, and the other party responded to Kuaitong in almost seconds.

Yulan: [! ? ]

Yu Lan: [I'm working so hard in the company, boss, there's no reason for you to wander around the mountains and rivers outside! ]

Yu Lan: [Wait, I didn't look carefully just now, who is lying on your lap, Xu Bodhisattva? ]

Yu Lan: [Boss, just go out and play, and show it to me. I'm brave enough to do anything, don't force me to delete your friends. )]

Song Jiao was in a very happy mood. She was unilaterally showing off her private life by Yu Lan for so long, and she was finally able to fight back once, and she felt at ease both physically and mentally.

Yu Lan: [I think it is necessary for Kuaitong to develop a blacklist function. Thank you boss for giving me inspiration. ]

Song Jiao: [Yes, make it quickly. ]

Yulan: […]

Xu Jinchao woke up naturally.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the green grass in front of me, the trees in the distance were lush and lush, and the laughter of tourists faintly came to my ears.

After a while, Xu Jinchao returned to her senses. She sat up from Song Jiao's lap: "What time is it?"

Her voice was waking up with sleepiness.

Song Jiao put away her phone: "1:20, you slept for less than 40 minutes."

The skin on Xu Jinchao's forehead was a little red, and her eyes were half-squinted, as if there was a hazy water light, her expression was startled, and she hadn't completely escaped from her sleep.

The ponytail that was neatly tucked behind his head was also a little crooked. Xu Jinchao reached out and touched it, untied the hair circle, and let the black hair fall down like a waterfall and drape it over his shoulders.

Her face became even whiter against the soft blue silk, Song Jiao's heart moved slightly, she turned on the camera again, and took a picture of the still confused Alpha.

The picture freezes, the long hair is loose, and the dazed and lazy beauty is stored in the mobile phone.

Xu Jinchao finally woke up completely. She combed her long hair with her fingers and said, "You candidly film me again."

Song Jiao didn't refute, after all, she did do bad things, but what about him, she added another one to her inventory.

After Xu Jinzao **** his ponytail and regained his energy, the two cleaned up all kinds of garbage left over from the picnic, and put the items back in their bags.

Xu Jinchao was already looking forward to the itinerary of Huacheng Art Museum, and said to Song Jiao, "I have been in Huacheng for so long, and I haven't been there yet."

She originally felt lost about having to go home to recuperate. She couldn't adapt to the suddenly slowed down rhythm, and her heart was empty, as if she had suddenly become a useless idler.

She hadn't been so leisurely for a long time. She stayed at home two days ago. Although there was Aunt Li who could talk, there was a certain generation gap after all.

After playing with Song Jiao for half a day, Xu Jinchao regained some vitality.

When she was so busy that she was suffocating, didn't she dream of having a few days of her own?

At that time, I was looking forward to the day when I would not have to worry about everything and the cloud shopping that was just starting. Now that I let go temporarily because of physical changes, it is time to relax the tight strings in my mind, rather than spend it in emptiness.

Many backgrounds in "Jiaojiao" can see the shadow of Xu Jinchao's real world, and most of Xu Jinchao's familiar masters and their works also exist here.

It just seems that the world line has suddenly turned a corner in modern times, and deviations have occurred, creating differences in humanistic backgrounds.

Of course, there is the biggest difference that has to be mentioned, the ABO second gender system that has existed since ancient times.

They had a different way of addressing the land earlier, and it was only in modern times that they were referred to by the English writing of the Greek alphabet.

To a certain extent, it is actually quite interesting. The historical celebrities and art masters in memory all have their second gender here, and many small stories that do not exist in reality have also been developed.

The art museum is theoretically a 30-minute drive away from this park, which is also in Jiahuai District.

When they arrived at 2:30 in the afternoon, the two bought tickets to enter and enjoy the tour in the museum.

Although the name is prefixed with the city where it is located, it is actually a provincial art museum, but it is customary to call it Hwaseong Art Museum in daily life.

The new exhibit in the museum is a batch of modern brush calligraphy and painting.

Due to the deviation from reality, these paintings and their creators are not within Xu Jinchao's knowledge, and she is very interested in them.

In addition to this part of the new exhibits, there are many works of art that have been collected and exhibited in the museum.

It is a working day now, and there are still many visitors lingering in the museum, which shows the preciousness of these collections of the Hwaseong Art Museum.

In Song Jiao's character, there is an element of liking the people she values, and because Xu Jinchao likes it, she also takes it seriously.

It was not until the clearing began at 4:30 p.m. that Xu Jinchao reluctantly left with the crowd.

Song Jiao could see that she was very happy, this was clearly what Xu Jinchao was really interested in and yearned for from the bottom of his heart.

Walking out of the museum building, Xu Jinchao asked Song Jiao, "What time did you buy the movie tickets?"

Song Jiao said: "At six o'clock in the evening, we can walk to the cinema. There is a snack street nearby. It's almost time to eat something on the way."

She had already figured out the time and itinerary. The theater where she booked the ticket was not far from the Huacheng Art Museum, so she just walked there and went to the snack street to fill her stomach.

Seeing that Xu Jinchao was very happy, Song Jiao also poured some cold water on her: "Don't eat cold and greasy things, I will supervise you."

Omega pointed to his eyes and then to Xu Jinzao, obviously showing his attitude.

Xu Jinchao is not disappointed. She is someone who can hold back her appetite for the sake of her body, not to mention her health: "It's good to be able to go out for a walk. Supervision is welcome."

The two set off while playing around. Song Jiao looked at the map in advance and successfully found the snack night snack street behind the middle school.

At this point, the snack street has begun to liven up.

Xu Jinchao and Song Jiao strolled from the street to the end of the street, excluding fried food, but in fact there were not many choices, and finally they ate the swan powder at the barbecue stall.

The practice of this hexagon powder is relatively light, but the soup is very delicious, and both of them are very happy to eat.

Arriving at the cinema, it was indeed almost close to the opening, Song Jiao said proudly, "The time is just right."

Yu Lan recommended the "Sun Lake"*, a romance film imported from abroad. When Song Jiao asked her about the latest film, she highly recommended it and said it was very good.

The two entered and waited for the film to start.

The color of the picture in this film is extremely bright, and the background of the story is a small country with a very long name.

Song Jiao was not interested in such slow-paced, love-themed films before, and she could not understand the delicate emotions conveyed in them.

She also has the habit of observing other people's expressions and actions. When watching movies, she will always pay attention to analyzing the behavior of actors. Watching love movies is almost a waste of her time.

The bright and gorgeous colors on the big screen reflected in Omega's eyes. For the first time in her life, she was attracted to a love movie.

The girl Anita adores Estella, the female teacher who rescued her from the Sun Lake. She is healthy, beautiful, and has blue eyes that seduce her soul.

She danced with the imaginary Estella, and the red dress was swaying in her mind. When the dream woke up, she still had to face the alcoholic father, the indifferent and mean mother who treated her, and the noisy brothers and sisters in the room.

Anita wrote in her diary: "Estra is different to me, maybe she loves me."

But when Estella came to shop at the convenience store, Anita, the cashier, couldn't even look up at her.

She only dared to stare at her own sun in the corner.

When Estella broke up with her girlfriend and broke down and cried in the park, Anita finally summoned the courage to speak to her.

Estella said, "I remember you. You were the child who fell into the Sun Lake."

Anita looked into the tearful blue eyes and told her that she was 18 and no longer a child.

After 50 minutes of progress, Song Jiao finally realized why she thought Estella in the film was familiar.

The kind of tenderness and bravery, the feeling of vulnerability after being hurt, and the friendliness and amiability of others, just like the person around him who is watching the movie.

Song Jiao's eyes turned to Xu Jinchao, she thought, but I'm not Anita.

At the end of the story, Anita failed to become her dream lover with Estella, or even poured out her love.

This is undoubtedly a story with a hopeless crush as the theme. Although the pictures are bright and the soundtrack is brisk, it is run through by a girl's one-way love that can't be asked for and is sore and painful.

Song Jiao didn't expect this ending. It was not good to watch the whole person, so she walked out of the movie theater and complained to Xu Jinchao, "Yu Lan said it looks good!"

She actually wanted to express: shouldn't a good movie have a happy ending?

Xu Jinchao thought it was a good film, but it was not easy to refute Song Jiao's intentions. As a result, Omega added:

"Yu Lan is finished. She deliberately recommended me a movie with a tragic ending, and I want to take revenge on her."

Xu Jinchao realized that Song Jiao cared about the movie because of the ending, so she tried to save Yu Lan.

"I don't think she has the guts..."

This is indeed Xu Jinchao's true thoughts, how could Yu Lan dare to deliberately toss the little poisonous snake in her eyes.

She probably really thinks "Sun Lake" is good-looking, and maybe she has a certain empathy with Anita.

Song Xiaomao, who had truly experienced the power of emotional tragedy for the first time, was almost blown away by this stamina, and she felt uncomfortable.

"I can hardly breathe, I must take revenge on Yu Lan, let me think about what to do."

Song Jiao said to herself, "Oh yes, I'm going to shovel off the privacy film in her office."

Xu Jinchao: "..." You might as well kill her.

Seeing that Song Jiao's eyes were bright, as if she had come up with an excellent bad idea, Xu Jinchao explained for Yu Lan, "She definitely didn't do it on purpose."

Song Jiao: "However, the trauma to my heart is already a fact and cannot be undone."

Xu Jinchao couldn't bear the fear of the society being destroyed so much, and struggled to the death: "Maybe there is a way to repair it?"

Song Jiao said with a stern face: "Unless you show me as a bunny girl, I can't think of any other way to fix it."

Omega just said it casually to show his determination, but Xu Jinchao looked at her and slowly opened his mouth with hesitation.

"...Wear it once, it's actually not impossible?"

Song Jiao: "?"

Song Jiao: "!"

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The author has something to say:

What is feeding a tiger with one's body (thumbs up)

Magnolia flowers should not be offered to the Bodhisattva on the shrine overnight.

* "Sun Lake", a fictional film.

PS: The content summary is the level of Song Kitten's family portrait masterpiece.