They all want to be my heroine

Yanzhen raised his head and looked around, nodded and said:

"pretty."

Beige translucent silk nightgown, with wide sleeves reaching three quarters, revealing a part of her wrist, the hem just past her hips, and her slender pink legs with graceful curves.

The waist is tied with a tie and tied into a cute bow. The relatively empty parts of the two lapels can be seen with the same color obscene clothes inside, which are clearly curved by the C that can barely be held in one hand.

Her moist, waist-length hair hangs down neatly, with one side of her hair hanging behind her ears, adding to her ladylike elegance.

This kind of dress was quite bold, but Michelle still endured the shame and showed off herself to the fullest, and was overjoyed after hearing Yan Zhen's compliment.

"Then let's, um, go to bed."

After saying that, Michelle felt strange. As a daughter, one day she would take the initiative to invite a boy to her bed...

Yan Zhen also felt strange. This was the first time he was invited to bed by a girl of the same age. Although it didn't mean anything, it still made him feel itchy.

"Aren't you waiting for Auntie to come over?"

"It's the same as waiting in bed."

Michelle's fragrant bed is indeed very big, and it is not a problem to sleep three or four people. In addition to pillows and quilts, there is also a pillow, which can be used as a dividing line between the two of them.

The two sat on the bed, looked at each other, and then smiled shyly.

"Brother Yanzhen, do you have any ideas?"

"What do you think?"

"That's how I feel at this moment!" Michelle posted it generously: "When you come to senior sister's room and sit on the bed, you don't have any wild ideas?"

Yan Zhen cannot be as generous as her:

"Ahem, I have thought about it, but only a little bit."

"Just think about it." Michelle snorted: "If you dare to say that you haven't thought about it, I can't forgive you."

Yan Zhen scratched his head and smiled bitterly.

"Senior Xue'er, you don't have to doubt your charm. You are the beauty of the college. Nearly half of the boys in the college are infatuated with you."

"Oh? What about you, little brother Yanzhen?"

"Of course I do, but I want to practice well. For me, practice is more important than anything else."

"Why are you working so hard? You are already very powerful."

Michelle felt a little sorry for him, but Yan Zhen smiled faintly:

"Because I want to become stronger and will not stop until I can control my own destiny - what about you, Senior Xueer? What is your goal?"

"I originally wanted to enter Holy Land College and become someone like Teacher Yuxuan who can be relied on by everyone, but now I want to be with the person I like more. As long as I can be with the person I like, I am willing to do whatever I do. "

Yan Zhen nodded his head thoughtfully, but Michelle pinched the soft flesh on his waist.

"Why don't you ask me who I like?"

"Don't I respect personal privacy?" Yan Zhen said helplessly, "Then, Senior Sister Xue'er, who do you like?"

"Huh, there's no sincerity at all. I won't tell you, idiot Yanzhen!"

"..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the two of them were immediately shocked and turned to look at each other.

"Brother Yanzhen, we just said we were going to be intimate after taking a shower. Hurry up and mess up your clothes and hair a little."

"Ok."

The two of them hurriedly pulled on their pajamas, loosened the ties, made wrinkles, and moved their hair randomly.

"Raise your head."

"Okay-what?"

As soon as he raised his head, Michelle hooked her arms around his neck and pressed her red lips against him, sucking hard as if she wanted to suck out all his blood.

Tweet!

The lips left the skin on the side of the neck, leaving an obvious strawberry mark.

Michelle licked her lips and said with a pretty face:

"This makes it more realistic."

"..."

In the script, Michelle just took out the lipstick and wiped a little on his neck and then wiped it off lightly, leaving traces that were deliberately concealed to look real.

Unexpectedly, he kissed her directly now.

Probably because their relationship is much better than in the script, Michelle would do such an over-the-top behavior.

She also fought hard to fight against her own mother.

Yan Zhen admires Michelle's mobility.

"Okay, little brother Yanzhen, I'll open the door."

After saying that, Michelle changed her expression to an angry one, ran over and opened the door. When she saw her mother, she said helplessly:

"Mom, why are you here again?"

"Didn't I just tell you that my mother would come to see you again? Get out of the way."

Mrs. Mi personally carried two bowls of sugar water, walked past her resentful daughter, walked into the room, and put the tray on the table.

"The weather is hot, so I've made you two bowls of red bean sugar water. It's already been chilled. Drink it while it's still chilled to cool down the heat - this bowl is for you, Xue'er, and this one is for Yanzhen's son-in-law."

With that said, Mrs. Mi placed one of the bowls in front of Michelle, then picked up the other bowl and motioned for Yan Zhen to come over and get it, with no strange expression on her face.

——You are such a good lady, Mrs. Mi, you are so skilled at administering medicine. If we weren’t an alchemy master, we would really fall into your hands.

Yanzhen took the sugar water with both hands and politely thanked him.

"Drink."

Mrs. Mi glanced at the lip marks on Yan Zhen's neck, and then stared at his face, as if to say, "If you don't finish the drink on the spot, you are not giving me face."

Yan Zhen's mouth twitched and he was about to drink it when he heard Michelle say:

"Wait a minute Yanzhen, I want to drink from your bowl."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Zhen and Madam Mi were both shocked, and both looked at Michelle.

Michelle used her profound strength to easily take the bowl from Yan Zhen's hand and said dissatisfiedly:

"This bowl is obviously thicker. I like to eat overcooked red bean soup."

Seeing this, Mrs. Mi's calm face finally showed a hint of anxiety:

"Damn girl, that's what I gave to Yan Zhen's son-in-law. What are you trying to grab? Put it down and drink your own. No matter how big or small you are!"

"No, I want to drink this bowl." Michelle hummed, playing off her temper: "My mother is partial. She doesn't want her daughter after she has a son-in-law. This is wrong!"

"You! Are you going to make me mad?"

Mrs. Mi put on the posture of an old mother and tried to get her daughter to submit, but Michelle was indifferent.

"Well, Senior Sister Xue'er, why not change it back? Don't make Mrs. Mi angry."

Yan Zhen was also a big boy, and he never expected that such an incident would happen.

——There is medicine in that bowl of sugar water. Your mother gave it to you personally. There is no Jiyan in your body, so it is difficult to dissolve the medicine. If you drink it, something will happen!

"I'm not afraid of her~"

After Michelle finished speaking, she raised her head and drank a bowl of sugar water in one breath without spilling a bit.

Putting down Wan Gong, Michelle burped a little and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

"It still tastes the same as before, thank you mother - Yanzhen, you can drink it too."

"..."

Yan Zhen silently drank another bowl of sugar water. He tasted it carefully and found that it was not drugged and it was normal.

The medicine must have been in the bowl that Michelle drank. It's over. What should we do now?

What a silly girl... Mrs. Mi took a deep look at her daughter and snorted coldly:

"I don't care about you anymore. You can do whatever you want."

She put away the two empty bowls, took the tray and left.

Michelle quickly closed the door and sighed tiredly.

After being reborn, she naturally knew that the bowl of sugar water had been given the secret spring medicine by her mother, in order to test whether they were a real couple or a fake couple.

Yan Zhen's body is burned by desire and fire. If Michelle helps to vent the fire, then they are a real couple. If she doesn't help, then they are a fake couple.

Michelle knew exactly what my mother had planned, so she drank it herself.

Yanzhen looked at her face from side to side and said tentatively:

"Senior Xue'er, are you okay?"

Michelle shook her head and said:

"I'm fine... let's go and rest. Oh, yes, you just drank sugar water and you need to rinse your mouth with cold water, otherwise your breath will get worse~"

After adding a burst of profound energy to the Snow Wind Bead on the table, the two took off their sandals and returned to the bed.

Michelle lay down, grabbed the pillow and stuffed it into her arms, rolled from the outside to the inside of the bed, and said happily:

"Then I'll sleep inside, and little brother Yanzhen, you sleep outside."

Yan Zhen is indispensable.

"Okay, do you want to use that pillow as a dividing line?"

"No need, I believe in Yan Zhen's character. You won't do anything nasty while I'm sleeping, right?"

"Will not."

"That's fine~"

"..."

"Senior Xue'er, are you really okay?" Yan Zhen said suspiciously, "Your face is so red. How about I lay the floor on the floor?"

"I'm fine, I'm just hot. Brother Yanzhen, you've helped me so much, how can I let you lay the floor?"

——I’m afraid it’s not just a simple heat, but a severe fever!

Yan Zhen was very uneasy. Although various details in the script often did not match reality, the key points of the plot should be consistent.

"Okay, go to bed now, we have to get up early tomorrow."

After saying that, she turned off the brightest lighting, leaving only a dim sleep lamp.

Yan Zhen then lay down and secretly turned his head to see Michelle's current appearance.

Naturally, Michelle would not sleep peacefully with her eyes closed. She hid her little face behind the pillow and looked at Yan Zhen with bright eyes, like a child waiting for her mother to tell her a bedtime story.

The two met their eyes and stared at each other.

Michelle's eyes slowly changed from innocent longing to passionate passion.

Yan Zhen also felt the changes in her and said quickly:

"Senior Xue'er, if you feel unwell, just say so. I carry a lot of pills with me."

Michelle shook her head wordlessly, her eyes glued to him, as if she couldn't get enough of him.

Yan Zhen felt very uncomfortable when she looked at her, and had the illusion that his skin was being licked again and again. He quickly turned back to the front, stared at the unfamiliar bed frame, and meditated silently.

——Chiliu.

My cheek was actually licked.

——Chiliuchiliu.

More than once!

She's having a seizure!

Yan Zhen turned his head suddenly and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, two hot and moist delicate red lips kissed him silently and blocked his mouth.