Well, this little female devil came here to deliberately irritate her because she couldn’t make any noise in the library.
Just wait, you little bitch!
Rosalie found the study materials she wanted and walked to the reading area nearby.
Seeing that Ruan Qiaoqiao was sitting there reading a book, Rosalie sat down opposite her.
At first, the two of them were just doing their own things, but after Ruan Qiaoqiao put down the book with some boredom, she began to harass Rosalie.
She sometimes blew into Rosalie's ears and sometimes poked Rosalie's chest.
Rosalie was annoyed by her.
She felt that Ruan Qiaoqiao was just like the pet cat she once had. When you don't want to pay attention to her, she will hinder you in various ways and try to get your attention.
When the class was about to end, Rosalie put away her books, stood up and left.
Ruan Qiaoqiao immediately followed and continued to provoke her.
"What's wrong, big sister? Are you scared? Are you running away just like that? Come on, you are too weak."
"..."
Rosalie suddenly stopped and reached out to pull.
"what!"
Before Ruan Qiaoqiao could react, Rosalie pulled her into the bathroom.
Chapter 42 Details Determine Everything
Rosalie put one foot on the wall and looked down at Ruan Qiaoqiao.
The tall blonde sister undoubtedly looked very cool when doing this, but Ruan Qiaoqiao was not in the mood to appreciate this coolness at the moment.
"Uh... Big sister, what are you doing? Class is about to start."
"It's okay. You should know that I'm very good at sports."
Rosalie pinched Ruan Qiaoqiao's chin, her eyes burning with anger.
"Big sister, no, stop joking."
"Humph! You know you're giving in now? You made it so hard for me to review just now. You're so boring now. As expected, I still like to see you being arrogant. Why don't you continue to call me a piece of trash?"
"Trash~?", Ruan Qiaoqiao blurted out subconsciously, and then quickly covered her mouth.
Oh my! Why is my mouth so disobedient? I get scolded by my elder sister every day.
Rosalie was furious and didn't want to talk nonsense with Ruan Qiaoqiao anymore...
"what!"
……
Lolita stood in front of the washstand and washed her hands.
She turned sideways and looked at her delicate collarbone in the mirror, where there were faint teeth marks.
A certain female ghost would start biting and scratching randomly whenever she fell in love.
Now she wants to cover it up with makeup.
Ruan Qiaoqiao held onto the wall and walked out of the cubicle with great effort. Her beautiful pair of legs in white silk stockings trembled as she walked.
"Ah, big sister, this is all your fault! How can you let me go back to the classroom like this?"
"Pfft!" Rosalie covered her mouth and smiled, "It's okay, just say you accidentally fell."
"You big bad guy, pervert! You're going to have to support me all day!"
Although she said that, within two classes, Ruan Qiaoqiao recovered her energy and started to jump around again.
The golden sunlight shines through the leaves outside the window, leaving mottled marks on the floor of the classroom.
Flowers of various colors are blooming and butterflies are circling around them.
When the wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the fragrance of flowers drifts everywhere.
On a quiet afternoon, everything looks so beautiful.
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In the art classroom, students are sketching carefully.
One person acts as the model while the other paints.
At this time, Rosalie was acting as Ruan Qiaoqiao's model.
The blonde girl squatted on the ground, ready to start running.
Sweeping along her flat back, you can see her plump buttocks raised high.
The long legs wrapped in black over-the-knee socks are slender without a trace of fat and look very healthy and strong.
The black leg rings on the thigh flesh form a sharp contrast with the fair skin, making people unconsciously focus on the absolute area, as if as long as the wind blows and the skirt flutters, they can see the forbidden area.
Because she was tired from maintaining the same posture for a long time, her pretty face was flushed and her full breasts rose and fell slightly with her breathing.
She was like a sexy female leopard, as if she was about to burst out with powerful strength and pounce at the next second.
"Qiaoqiao~Have you finished painting?" Rosalie's voice and body trembled slightly, and it was obvious that she could not hold on any longer.
Ruan Qiaoqiao covered her mouth and smiled, "No way, big sister, you are so bad. You are a member of the sports club. If the people in your club saw you being so incompetent, they would definitely laugh at you, right?"
Rosalie clenched her teeth, her eyes wide open, "Have you finished the painting?"
"Okay, okay. I'm fine."
"call--"
Rosalie slowly stood up and let out a long sigh.
It is very difficult for her to maintain such an action for a long time.
Yu № Han《〃Qun≌⊙：／￣⑻五气＊▲溜!○六⑶、±丝≥∥寺⒉ "How is your painting? Let me see it."
She wiped the sweat off her face and walked towards Ruan Qiaoqiao.
At first glance, Ruan Qiaoqiao's paintings look normal, with the characters' appearance and postures very similar to the models, but certain details make the painting completely different.
The girl in the painting was breathing heavily with a dazed look on her face for some reason, with water dripping down her long legs bent.
It is clearly a pure black sketch, but it looks as if it is covered with pink bubbles, making people's blood boil at a glance.
This painting vividly demonstrates that details determine everything.
"Qiao Qiao, what are you drawing?"
Rosalie clenched her teeth, her pretty face flushed.
Ruan Qiaoqiao blinked her bright eyes, looking innocent.
"Big sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you angry?"
"You're asking me why. You little bitch, stop pretending to be innocent. Don't you even look at what you're drawing?"
Rosalie pointed at the face of the figure in the painting, and then at the figure's legs.
Because of this painting, Rosalie felt that her normal starting position had become awkward. How could she practice track and field in the future?
Ruan Qiaoqiao tilted her head and continued to pretend to be innocent.
"I'm just recreating your appearance. You're breathing heavily and sweating."
"I'm not panting that hard, and I'm not sweating that much!"
Rosalie raised her voice unconsciously.
Many students looked over curiously.
Rosalie's pretty face flushed and she quickly squatted down.
Rosalie whispered after all the curious looks had disappeared.
"It's fine if you do whatever you want normally. But this drawing is going to be handed in as an assignment, why are you drawing it so pretentiously? Do you have a cuckold fetish?"
"What's cuckold, minotaur, ntr, cuckolding? Who would understand what you're saying? I don't want to be like my big sister, who has a head full of pornographic garbage and is good for nothing."
Ruan Qiaoqiao blinked her big eyes and said the most nasty and irritating words in the softest and cutest tone.
"You little bitch!"
Rosalie reached out and pinched Ruan Qiaoqiao's butt hard.
"Hiss—it hurts, it hurts!" Ruan Qiaoqiao burst into tears due to the pain.
"Draw me a picture that's more normal. Got it?"
"I know, I know! Let go now."
"Humph!"
Rosalie took the painting off directly, folded it twice and stuffed it into her skirt pocket.
Ruan Qiaoqiao rubbed her butt and said, "Then try a more heroic move, for example..."
"I'll just sit down."
Rosalie glared at Ruan Qiaoqiao and rejected the latter's proposal without any hesitation.
She pulled up a chair and sat down on it, pressing down the hem of her skirt.
After thinking for a while, she folded her hands on her belly, looking very serious.
With such a serious posture, there was no way for the female ghost Ruan Qiaoqiao to make the whole painting look more astringent by adding strange details.
As expected, this time when Ruan Qiaoqiao was drawing, she not only frowned and looked very embarrassed, but also changed the paper halfway through the drawing. It was obvious that she was at a loss and was just messing around.
Rosalie's lips curled up at the thought.
After a long time, Ruan Qiaoqiao put down her pen and rubbed her sore hands.
"The painting is done."
"let me see."
Rosalie came over with great interest, but when she saw the painting, her expression quickly darkened.
Chapter 43: The Funeral Where I Was Buried
In the painting, Rosalie's back is slightly bent, her legs are clamped together, and her hands, which should have been placed on her lower abdomen, are placed downwards, tightly grasping the hem of her skirt.
She clenched her teeth, as if she was enduring something. Her expression combined with the movement... looked like she was enjoying some forbidden pleasure, and yet was pretending nothing had happened.
Rosalie found that she had really underestimated Ruan Qiaoqiao.
She thought that if she changed to a proper posture, she would not be able to do anything fancy, but the result turned out to be like this.
"Who did you learn from? How to draw something like this..."
Rosalie clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.
"I learned it all by myself. Isn't that amazing? Come and praise me!" Ruan Qiaoqiao put her hands on her hips and raised her little head proudly.
This was a lie. In fact, he learned the strange expressions and movements from Luo Shuiyao, and the sketching technique from Situ Lanxin.
"You're still feeling proud, aren't you?"
Rosalie raised her fist to strike.
"Wait, there's another picture. Take a look at it first!"
"Another one?"
Rosalie was stunned. She had seen Ruan Qiaoqiao change the paper halfway through her painting and thought she had wasted her time, but she had never expected that she had finished two paintings in such a short time.
When did this little female ghost become so powerful?
"Qiang Qiang!"
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Ruan Qiaoqiao handed over another piece of sketch paper as if she was presenting a treasure.
