Shaoshao GL

Chapter 1

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"Shao Shao GL" Author: Cheng Xia

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Shao Shao wants to know who killed Mi Sheng.

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☆、Chapter 1

One.

"There are beautiful people, you will never forget them when you see them, if you don't see them for a day, you will think like crazy."

He opened the paper fan in front of Shaoshao's case casually, and a scent of incense came towards him.

The slender willow body, black ink dyed with rouge powder, ingeniously highlights the word Li Yuan, but it seems a bit nondescript.

Mi Sheng recited the poem in a low voice, and finally lay down on the desk, laughing out loud.

Except for the persevering Li Shilang, who can write lovesickness so straightforwardly, there is really no other person who is so infatuated with a well-known oiran.

Shao Shao, who was lying on the other side of the couch, picked up the faded clothes, snatched the paper fan from Mi Sheng's hand, and threw it aside.

Mi Sheng's laughter didn't stop for a while, so he cleared his throat and said: "Women are sentimental, but they are also women who are the most ruthless. The most ruthless person in this world, who can give up Shaoshao."

Shaoshao picked up Misheng's chin, and said: "Look at this sharp mouth, it really deserves to be punched."

Mi Shengfu laughed again and fell down on the couch. The couch was covered with a thick cashmere padded jacket, which was so soft and warm that it made people soften for a moment, and they didn't want to get up again.

Mi Sheng said: "Look at the layout of the room, all of us daughters together are not as good as Wu Ma's treatment of you, sister is a good daughter of Wu Ma."

Shao Shao said: "Good daughter? It's just leaning on the door and offering a smile, welcoming the new and sending the old away."

A look at the warmth and coldness of the world.

Mi Sheng scratched Shao Shao's body a few times, looking extremely mischievous, and said: "I remember Huang Ya Nei sent a box of high-quality jewelry yesterday, you, don't be in the midst of blessings and don't know your blessings."

Shao Shao said: "Living in this family is not a blessing or no blessing."

Mi Sheng said: "So it's better to have fun with wine and have fun in time. Life is short."

Shao Shao pinched Mi Sheng's face and said: "You little girl thinks clearly."

Mi Sheng took off the pink Ru skirt on her body, threw it casually, and it happened to cover the Yuebai Ru skirt before Shaoshao. The pink and white colors reminded people of the gradually dyed peach blossoms in May for no reason.

It's a pity that it's only January now, and it's far away from that May month. There are coals burning in the house, and the heating will not make the two thinly dressed women in the house freeze into popsicles.

On the east-facing wall, a skylight was opened, and the light came in through the opening, and the exhaust gas also escaped from it, followed by a little bit of cold air, which collided with the heat flow inside the house, and gradually warmed up. up.

Shao Shao said: "I said earlier that I am not good at painting, but now I want to paint for you, and you are the only one who can play tricks on others."

Mi Sheng turned over and lay down on the pillow. Hearing what Shao Shao said, he couldn't help smiling, and said: "In this capital, which young master doesn't know that Shao Shao started playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at the age of 13, and he is perfect in everything."

Mi Sheng lay on Shao Shao's body, her thin hands lingering around Shao Shao's waist.

Shaoshao felt itchy, stepped back, and said: "Stop it! Otherwise, this painting will smear your whole back, so don't call me to bully you."

One inch is measured, one inch is drawn, the tip of the brush starts from the shoulder blade, and draws the tough plum blossom branches and leaves.

Mi Sheng said: "Sister, you have bullied me since childhood."

Shaoshao kept moving, and said, "Tell me when I bullied you?"

Mi Sheng propped his head up, and said with a look of reminiscence: "I remember you when you were young, you just arrived in this building not long ago. You were dressed in a coarse cloth short shirt, bare feet, left and right feet turned and stepped on each other, and bowed your head , looking emaciated, like a little beggar."

Shao Shao said: "You remember it really clearly."

Mi Sheng glanced at Shao Shao, and continued: "When you were being bullied by other children, I happened to pass by to help you, but you pushed me hard, causing me to fall into the pool in the backyard, you Do you still have an impression?"

Shao Shao laughed softly.

Mi Sheng said unhappily: "Now do you want to admit that you bullied me?"

Shao Shao said: "I will not be familiar with you at that time, so naturally I will be more defensive."

Mi Sheng said in a muffled voice: "You are always right."

While Misheng was speaking, Shaoshao picked up his brush and continued to draw, this time, the receptacle on the flower branch, then the petals, and the heart of the flower, one after another peach blossoms rushed to bloom on Misheng's back.

The style of painting on paper is completely different. The body paintings in this family's family want to be gorgeous, and what they want is different from pure charm.

The sky is getting darker, the noise in the building is getting louder, and the lights of thousands of houses outside the window are gradually lighting up. Looking down from the second floor, you can even see the mud on the hands of beggars on the street.

The servant girl serving Misheng came and knocked on the door, saying that the time has come, and Wu Ma is here to invite someone.

Tonight is an important day for Mi Sheng, Shao Shao puts the final touch on the peach blossom.

In the end, Shao Shao lightly patted the peach pink paint on Mi Sheng's body until it won't fade easily when touched.

In the future, Mi Sheng, who still remembers putting on a robe, turned around and hugged Shao Shao, buried her face in her neck, and whispered: "Sister, I'm afraid."

Don't look at the graceful grace who is chasing after each other, and don't hear the excitement of Goulan's teasing, everything is just a mirror image.