“Ouch, ouch, that hurts!”

Maybe it's because her earlobes are thick, so it takes a lot of effort to change them every time.

She couldn't see the back, so it was especially easy to get poked, especially at the beginning. It took her a long time to put it on, and Fu Siyan could only help her.

My ears get inflamed all the time and I have to clean them with alcohol every day. They also hurt when I press on them when I sleep at night.

There was no pain when her ears were pierced, and the pain was fully recovered during the process of the piercing healing.

Fu Siyan was also tormented by her. Because she was afraid that the pressure on her ears would cause infection, she had to lie flat at night and didn't want to lie on her side.

Not only did he not have a soft little girl to hug, he also had to watch over her.

Even when doing that, I have to be careful not to press her ears. Not only is she not enjoying it, but the frequency has also decreased significantly. I have to take care of her two ear holes every day.

The most important thing is that no matter how careful he is, he will inevitably hurt her when helping her put on the earrings.

"No more wearing them. Let them grow."

After cleaning, he put the earrings on her. Once again, she tried to put them on for a long time but couldn't get them on. Seeing her wrinkled face, Fu Siyan put down the things in his hand and said in a low voice.

"But I fought so hard to win."

More than a month has passed, and Qin Huan and Lin Xiyue have recovered long ago, but she is the only one who is always suffering from inflammation.

The doctor said that her earlobes were thick and would not heal easily, so it would take a long time.

Shen Huan wanted to struggle a little more, pulling the man's arm and shaking it coquettishly, "I've been holding on for a month, and now it's better than at the beginning. I don't want them to grow longer."

Fu Siyan frowned and said, "Then I'll give you another month. If it's still like this after a month, you'll have to listen to me."

"Two months!" Shen Huan bargained with her hands, and before the man could say no, she rubbed against his arms, "Okay, okay."

Fu Siyan: “…”

He sighed softly, looked at her, and resigned himself to picking up the pure gold earrings again to help her put them on.

-

All of them were chosen by Qiao Yuan himself, so the collaboration was naturally smooth. "Feng Luan" was successfully completed before the New Year.

It was the end of the year, so we got together and went out to celebrate.

They booked a place in the city that never sleeps. There are many entertainment activities here. After eating, everyone formed pairs and played according to their interests.

"Hey? Shall we go to the shooting range over there?"

I've been so excited about filming a costume drama with a strong female lead recently that I feel like small games are boring. Lu Tiantian saw someone shooting at a target over there and excitedly suggested something.

Over the past five months, Lu Tiantian had become familiar with Chen Huan and Qiao Yuan. Since they were free, they agreed to go to the shooting range with her.

"Qiao Yuan?"

Just as I walked over, an uncertain voice suddenly came from not far ahead.

"Are you... Fan Ye?" Looking at the young man walking towards him, Qiao Yuan asked tentatively.

"It's really you!" Fan Ye opened his mouth in surprise.

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You've grown a lot taller and more beautiful than before." Looking up and down at the woman in front of him, Fan Ye sighed with bright eyes.

"I don't know whether she's pretty or not, but she's definitely grown taller. After all, she's still growing in junior high school." Qiao Yuan took over with a smile and turned to introduce her to Chen Huan and Lu Tiantian.

"This is my elementary and junior high school classmate, Fan Ye."

The two sides greeted each other friendly and politely and chatted as they walked.

"You were the shortest in our class back then, and you were always in the first row whenever seating was arranged. I never expected you to grow so much taller later. With your head, you must be around 170cm tall, right?"

"Not yet, still two centimeters away. I'll try harder."

I'm already in my twenties, how can I grow any taller?

Qiao Yuan was just joking, but Fan Ye understood what she meant and continued,

"A girl who is 168cm tall is already quite tall, and you are so thin that you look even taller. Don't try to be taller. If you wear high heels, you will not be able to survive for us guys who are under 180cm."

"You've grown quite a bit taller. If you're not 180cm tall, you should be at least 178cm or 179cm tall, right?"

"You guessed it right, it must be my old deskmate who understands me."

Although Fan Ye went abroad after graduating from junior high school, he, like Qiao Yuan, was one of those people who grew up relatively late.

When they were in elementary and junior high school, they were obviously more than half a head shorter than other classmates of the same gender in the class.

Even most girls are taller than Fan Ye.

Because of their height, teachers often arranged their seats together. They were the two people who had sat at the same table for the longest time during their school years.

Even though we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, the tacit understanding seems to still be there, and there is no pressure at all when chatting.

"When did you return to China?" Qiao Yuan asked casually, picking up a suitable bow from the shelf.

"It was just two days ago. I just got my jet lag back."

"Why did you suddenly come back to the country to do business?"

"I've spent enough time abroad, and I'm going back to China to develop. Fallen leaves always have to return to their roots, right?" Fan Ye replied nonchalantly.

Seeing that Qiao Yuan was not very good at handling the bow and arrow, he took the initiative to step forward and help her demonstrate, "Holding it like this will keep it steady and make it easier to exert force."

"Ahem~" Xu Rui, who was standing upstairs and had a panoramic view of the scenery downstairs, cleared his throat and turned to look at the man on the sofa.