Chapter 107: Shu Yan is even more beautiful

Another apartment in the city center.

Lin Shu was wearing a burgundy suspender nightgown and holding a silver watering can in her hand, with the spout pointing to several pots of roses in full bloom on the terrace.

Water droplets gathered on the petals, causing the plump flower head to tremble slightly. Finally, it could not bear the weight and seeped silently into the soil.

The air was filled with the rich sweet scent of roses, mixed with the scent of her expensive perfume, creating a slightly decadent atmosphere.

Lin Shu's gaze fell somewhat unfocused on the petals soaked in water.

Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the cool silver handle of the pot, subtly adjusting the angle of the watering can.

Sometimes the water flows slowly, gently sprinkling over the folds of each petal, and sometimes it becomes a little urgent, causing the delicate petal to shiver helplessly under the pressure.

Lin Shu leaned forward slightly and approached one of the most blooming red roses.

Her fingertips gently brushed the edge of the petals, which were covered with water droplets and looked even more delicate and tempting, feeling the full vitality.

This reminded her of some beautiful scenes.

Unfortunately, at this moment and here, she is alone, beautiful and lonely, with no one to pick her flowers and no one to pity her.

A sense of irritation and emptiness quietly crept into Lin Shu's heart.

She couldn't help but think of the girl named Su Qianqian at this moment, on the other side of the city. Was she being loved by Cheng Yu in another way?

Is she even more beautiful than this flower? This thought was like a thorn, piercing Lin Shu's heart.

Her hand holding the watering can suddenly tightened, full of resentment, and the rose became the object of her anger.

Lin Shu threw away the lid of the kettle, and the water flow instantly got out of control, spraying into a stream of water that washed away a rose that was in full bloom.

The delicate petals fell, clinging awkwardly to the wet soil, sobbing helplessly and withering away.

Lin Shu looked at the withered flower that she had watered with her own hands. There was no expression on her beautiful face, only a cold and dead silence in her eyes.

When she thought about the pleasure that bitch might be experiencing at the moment, and compared it with her own emptiness and loneliness, all she felt was jealousy and resentment.

Lin Shu took action herself and destroyed all the roses on the terrace, leaving the ground covered with fallen petals.

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The next day, morning.

The spacious RV moved smoothly, with a partition rising between the rear cabin and the front cab.

Su Qianqian sank softly into the seat, wrapped only in a nightgown and a small blanket.

Her little head nodded, her long hair was scattered a little messily on her cheeks, her watery almond eyes were half closed, and her thick eyelashes hung down like a small fan.

His whole body exuded an endearing sleepiness.

"Miss Su, wake up, we need to change clothes."

Amy's voice was gentle as she opened a suitcase next to her and took out a neatly folded light green dress.

The skirt is a refreshing matcha green, the fabric is crisp and drapey, and the cut is simple and elegant.

The neckline and cuffs are decorated with delicate white lace, which looks valuable at first glance, but not at all ostentatious.

"Hmm..." Su Qianqian heard the sound and forced herself to open her eyes. Her little mouth pouted unconsciously, like a kitten that had not gotten enough sleep.

She let Amy help her remove the soft blanket, revealing the suspender nightgown underneath.

The girl's delicate body was instantly exposed under the soft light.

Ling Wei and Fang Qing, who were sitting in the opposite corner, looked away almost at the same time as if they had been electrocuted, their cheeks turning slightly red uncontrollably.

Ling Wei stared down at her clasped hands, while Fang Qing hurriedly picked up a water cup next to her and pretended to study the pattern on it, her ears turning red.

It's not like they haven't seen the world. Who hasn't worn a tight vest during physical training in the training camp?

But the visual impact brought by the figure of this lady in front of me is really too strong.

It has happened several times, but they still can't get used to it.

On the other hand, on Qianqian's side, the thin straps of her nightgown hung on her round snow-white shoulders, outlining her full and straight curves.

Her waist was surprisingly thin, as if it could be circled with one hand, and downwards it suddenly became fuller and curved, connecting two straight and well-proportioned legs.

The hem of her nightgown today only reaches mid-thigh, which is even more embarrassing.

Amy's expression remained calm, with only pure admiration in her eyes.

She helped Su Qianqian take off her nightgown, and the impact of her beauty so close to her was even greater.

She has a protruding front and a curved back, and is particularly beautiful.

The waist and hip curves are even more unique.

Amy put the light green dress on Su Qianqian, and couldn't help but admire in her heart: Wow, God is really chasing her and feeding her.

The round parts are plump, the slender parts are thin without a trace of fat, these proportions, these bone structure...

Moreover, Miss Su has a light, sweet, and soft body fragrance. It is not perfume, but the clean scent coming from the girl's skin itself.

She couldn't help but continue to smack her lips in her heart: This Young Master Chengyu really eats well.

It's already past ten in the morning, and Miss Su is still so sleepy. She must have been very tired last night.

The dress zips at the back.

Amy's fingers deftly pinched the zipper head, and her eyes fell on the small piece of the girl's exposed back.

She looked at the flawless jade back, and as if possessed by a ghost, she quickly rubbed the butterfly bone with her fingertips before zipping up.

Tsk…

Even her back was so tender and smooth, like a freshly peeled egg.

Amy suppressed the surprise in her heart, quickly zipped up her clothes and adjusted the hem of her skirt.

"Okay." Her voice returned to professionalism.

Su Qianqian cooperated obediently throughout the whole process like a puppet. Her eyelids were still heavy and her little head swayed slightly with Amy's movements.

It wasn't until she put on the skirt that she regained some consciousness and blinked in confusion.

"Come, sit down, let's comb your hair." Amy turned the little girl around and sat sideways.

Her nimble fingers shuttled through Su Qianqian's long black hair, and she quickly combed it into a refreshing and playful half-tied princess hairstyle.

Most of her long hair falls softly behind her shoulders, and the hair on both sides is cleverly braided and pinned behind her head.

Amy picked out two leaf hairpins inlaid with light green diamonds from the jewelry box and carefully pinned them on both sides of her bun. They complemented the color of her skirt, looking fresh and exquisite.

Ling Wei and Fang Qing, who were standing opposite them, finally dared to turn their gaze back. They stared at the otherworldly girl, who looked like a forest elf, with only amazement in their hearts:

It looks so beautiful!

The light green dress makes her skin look whiter than snow, pure and ethereal.

The princess bun makes her look more cute and noble, and the two small leaf hairpins are the finishing touch.

But those almond-shaped eyes, still tinged with haziness, made her look even more pitiful.

Amy picked up the powder puff and gently applied some blush to her blusher, giving her overly fair face a healthy rosy glow.

"Perfect."

She looked at Su Qianqian with satisfaction and exclaimed, "The lotus emerges from clear water, naturally without any decoration."

"Miss Su is going to sign the contract for the campus play today, and this outfit is perfect for her."

Amy brought the mirror over, and Su Qianqian looked at herself in the mirror, looking refreshed, and finally became completely awake.

She looked at Amy, curled the corners of her lips softly, and showed a well-behaved smile: "Thank you, Sister Amy."

That smile was clean and pure, instantly dispelling the vague sense of ambiguity from before.