Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

"sister……?"

"Wan'er, I'm leaving now."

After thinking about it, Ning Qinghuan still intends to clarify the matter now.

If you leave in a hurry, if you say hello and leave without saying anything, the situation will be more difficult to understand.

Regardless of the result, how the Junzishu will react, it is better to say it than not to say it. It is better to be afraid of yourself, so that the Junzishu understands his own mind.

It doesn't matter whether you are accepted or rejected.

All... It doesn't matter.

"what?"

Jun Zishu whispered softly, looking like he didn't know why.

"In two days, Daddy is going to expedition, I will go with him."

"What? Are you going to march? Sister, that's a war. How could you as a girl go to such a dangerous place? Do you still want to go to battle and kill the enemy?"

"Of course, if it's not for fighting to kill the enemy, why should I follow it."

"but……"

"No but."

"What about me? Will you take me with you?"

"will not."

Ning Qinghuan hugged the gentleman's book tightly, clinging to each other.

"Then what should I do?"

"You are here waiting for me to come back, OK?"

"Then how long do I have to wait?"

"I don't know, maybe three to five months, maybe three to five years, maybe..."

Maybe even longer.

Ning Qinghuan was at a loss again. She didn't know when it was the return date. If she really said her heart, and let Kuoyi think it out clearly, would it be okay to wait for a long time by herself?

Isn't this really cruel?

Whether it is said or not, the ending seems to be unsatisfactory.

Ning Qinghuan only felt that her heart was tightly pulled into a ball, and she felt pain even when she was breathing.

What should she do?

She really didn't want to make Junzishu painful at all, and she didn't want to make Junzishu uncomfortable at all. She hoped that Junzishu could be happy and have a carefree life under her shade.

You don’t have lovesickness in your life, and you will be lovesick. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a fly, and the air is like a gossamer.

I thought it was just the boring words that sounded good in the poem, but when I tasted that taste, I knew what it was.

Obviously I like it so much, and what I like will overflow from my heart, but I can't say it, I can only feel bored.

"No matter how long I have to wait, I will always wait for you."

The gentleman said.

This sentence was like a good medicine, which made Ning Qinghuan's anxious heart calm a lot.

"If you don't want me to follow, then I have been here waiting for you to come back, whether it is three to five years, seven or eight years, or ten years, I have been waiting."

The gentleman's book said earnestly, and put his hand on Ning Qinghuan's back.

Then just during the time she took her out, she cleaned up the people who had bullied her in the previous life and led soldiers to fight. She really didn't understand this, but she was really good at playing tricks.

She and the four princes plan are proceeding in an orderly manner, and one day they will be able to close the net.

But she would not tell Ning Qinghuan about all this.

She doesn’t need to shine too much, because the protagonist she wants to serve is not herself, she just needs to be a dim star next to the mighty brilliance, do her own thing little by little, and then succeed. Retreat.

You Dao is a matter of flicking away, hiding merit and fame deeply.

"you are always like this……"

Treat her well like this, how she doesn't want her, how not love her.

"Actually, I have a very important thing to tell you."

"Huh? Is there anything else?"

Junzishu was stunned, is there anything else she doesn't know about the little cousin?

Ning Qinghuan held the shoulders of Jun Zishu and slightly distanced them.

The night was too dark, and the light that came in could only allow Jun Zishu to get an overview of Ning Qinghuan's outline.

She saw those eyes, which contained maturity and sorrow that did not match her age.

Why are you sad? Is it something that makes her very painful?

The lips that were close to him made Gentleman's whole person stunned.

Ning Qinghuan was kissing her.

Urgent and disorderly kisses, boldly thrusting his tongue in, but only recklessly.

Jun Zishu didn't know how to react for a while, so he could only sit there blankly without any response.

There was no resistance and no answer.

What kind of situation is this?

【I do not know either! 】

The matter was urgent, Xiao Huaxian also looked shocked.

Two-faced dumbfounded.

[Come on, host! I... this... I will check the information to see if there are any such cases.]

Xiao Huaxian slipped away, leaving Jun Zishu to face it alone.

The kiss on the lips became more cautious again, no longer the storm and rain as before.

Ning Qinghuan held Jun Zishu's face and licked her lips little by little.

Jun Zi Shu felt the salty taste of his tongue, which turned out to be Ning Qinghuan's tears.

She just cried silently while kissing her softly.

This means, it goes without saying.

From the shock that Jun Zishu was just now, this reaction made him wonder what it was like for a while.

Not angry, and there is still a little bit of pain.

What a clever man Jun Zishu, after thinking about it, he knew why Ning Qinghuan wanted to fight.

Probably, for her.

"Xiao Wan'er, I am happy with you."

Ning Qinghuan's voice was soft, with a little choked voice.

She cried silently, but smiled.

I finally said it.

Ning Qinghuan wiped away her tears, looking forward to Jun Zishu's response.

Jun Zi Shu didn't speak for a long time, she didn't know what to say.

The air became quieter and quieter, and Ning Qinghuan lowered her head, her eyes dimmed, and the two hands with clenched fists hanging beside her gradually loosened.

Ning Qinghuan thought, she probably knew the answer.

Not speaking, it is probably the best rejection.

But I'm really unwilling, and I don't want to give up at all.

When Ning Qinghuan was about to say something more, she was hugged by Jun Zishu.

Ning Qinghuan raised her head, her expression was a little shocked, her eyes regained light.

Junzishu hugged her!

Does this mean that it is possible between them?

"Don't you say another happy thing? Why is my sister crying?"

"Xiao Wan'er? You promised me?"

"Um...I...still thinking about it."

Jun Zishu didn't say yes, nor said no rejection, after all, she thought that things like feelings should not be treated hastily.

She hasn't thought about it now, not only because of her inner emotions, but also because of the task.

"That means there is a chance?"

"It should be counted."

"Great!"

Ning Qinghuan immediately went from being dejected to joyful, and he was very excited with his arms around the book of gentlemen.

"I can give you a long time to think about it. When I come back, we will discuss whether this matter is good or not. Then you will tell me if you want to promise me."

"What if you like someone else?"

The gentleman touched his chin thoughtfully.

"No! I like you best!"

Ning Qinghuan said decisively.

"You said that you like me. Isn't it really your illusion?"

Young people have an undecided character, and they feel so unbelievable when they say they like it.

Junzishu hasn't recovered from this confession yet, so I can't believe it anyhow.

In fact, she has never lacked other people's confession to her since she was young, and she has received piles of love letters.

However, there seemed to be very few confession in person, because she had always been an elite scholar to the outside world, and was generally admired.

But no matter who confessed to her, her answer was similar.

When studying, refusing to confess means that there is only study in my heart, and when I refuse to say that there is only career in my heart.

Others are willing to take time to fall in love with Junzishu, but she will not.

Why waste a lot of youth to have long-lasting relationships with strangers?

Is it because studying is not fun, the book is not good, or is it enough money?

For Jun Zishu, love does not exist, she is very busy.

Now, of course, it is based on the task, but what if the task target wants to fall in love with her?

Hey, need to think about it.

"Of course it's not an illusion. If it's not for love, why would I want to kiss you, why would I want... this way."

Ning Qinghuan's hand slid into the clothes along the hem of Jun Zishu's clothes, stroking her behind her back, fingers hooking the belt around her belly.

"Hooligan!"

Jun Zishu's face flushed, and his hand reached behind him and held Ning Qinghuan's hand.

"I really like you."

Ning Qinghuan threw Jun Zishu onto the bed, rubbing and kissing her neck.

The gentleman book was itchy and crisp by her, and smiled and pushed people away.

"Sister! I haven't promised you yet, why are you so light on me!"

"Sister... my good sister... Xiao Wan'er..."

Ning Qinghuan yelled with a sweet and greasy ending, and the joy on her face was not concealed.

"Sister, I won't promise you anymore if you do this!"

"Okay, I won't do it anymore."

Ning Qinghuan got down from the book of gentleman, no longer pressing her, but still unwilling to be lonely, put his hand on the waist of book of gentleman.

"I knew you wouldn't hate me."

Ning Qing said joyfully.

"How can I hate you unless you do something that I don't like very much."

"No, no, what the younger sister says."

"Sister, don't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you, sister, let me kiss you again? I'm leaving in two days."

Ning Qinghuan seized the point that Jun Zishu would not refuse her, desperately giving herself benefits, and she was delighted.

The younger sister also likes her and feels about her, otherwise she would not be close.

"Stinking rogue."

The gentleman book covered his mouth to prevent Ning Qinghuan from succeeding.

"You are a rascal if you like you. Others don't like this lady."

Ning Qinghuan hugged the gentleman's book and said with a hum.

"Where did the elder sister learn from the market, let my aunt know, and specify to say you... Ah... elder sister... you please me... uncle, aunt and the others..."

"Relax, as long as you promise me that you are willing to be with me forever, I will settle everything."

Ning Qinghuan held Jun Zishu's hand and clasped her fingers.

"Sister, don't worry about answering me, and don't worry about those things."

"it is good."

[Host host, I have found it. There have been such examples. This is acceptable, and some people have completed the task in this way, but this is according to the host's own wishes. 】

According to your own wishes?