"Qiuqiu, why are you looking at me like that? Are you scared?" Gao Meng regretted it a little. She had been too reckless just now. Her strength had reached eighty percent of her own. Would this hurt Qiao Qiu's self-esteem?
"No, it's just that I'm so surprised that your skills are so good." Qiao Qiu shook her head. With such good skills, it's really too much for Zhou Nan to ask Mengmeng to play support.
Gao Meng glanced at her suspiciously, but she could tell that Qiao Qiu really admired her skills, and she suddenly felt a little happy.
"Mengmeng, you're so good to me. There's no one in the world who cares for me as much as you do." These words had been in Qiao Qiu's heart for a long time.
"I'm good to you because I want to." After saying this, Gao Meng felt that she might have gone a bit too far and fell silent.
"Mengmeng, can you sleep here tonight? You can teach me how to play games." Qiao Qiu's eyes sparkled as she looked at her expectantly.
Looking at her like that, Gao Meng's heart pounded wildly, and for the first time she felt fortunate that she had played Li Bai well.
"Okay." Gao Meng reluctantly agreed. Before, when she didn't understand her feelings for Qiao Qiu so well, she didn't feel anything when they slept together, but now she might not feel the same way.
"Yay!" Although she knew Gao Meng would agree, Qiao Qiu couldn't help but be happy.
Sigh, this silly girl, she has no idea she's letting a wolf into the house. Gao Meng sighed inwardly, determined to keep a close eye on Qiao Qiu. Even if she couldn't win her over, she absolutely couldn't let her fall into that scumbag Zhou Nan's hands again.
Qiao Qiu was unaware that what she was worried about was actually nothing at all; Gao Meng didn't care whether her partner was male or female.
Evening arrived quickly, and the two lay on the sofa.
At this point, Gao Meng could no longer hide the fact that she was Qiu Yijianmeng. She had very few accounts, and this was her only alternate account.
Upon logging in, Qiao Qiu showed no surprise whatsoever. Gao Meng, seeing her expression, knew she'd been exposed and was at a loss for words, "Qiu Qiu..."
"I should have guessed it was you. In this world, besides you, who else would treat me so well without any reason?" Qiao Qiu rested her head on Gao Meng's shoulder.
Seeing her like this, Gao Meng couldn't help but smile.
The two played duo, with Gao Meng in command. Their teamwork was excellent, especially towards the end. Gao Meng felt that she didn't need to give any commands at all, as Qiao Qiu understood her intentions perfectly.
This made Gao Meng even more attached to her. This telepathic connection captivated her.
Before she knew it, it was eleven o'clock, and Qiao Qiu was already very sleepy.
Gao Meng was also very sleepy, but she was more awake than Qiao Qiu. The thought of sleeping in the same bed with Qiao Qiu made her heart race.
Qiao Qiu yawned. "Mengmeng, time for bed."
"Mmm," Gao Meng uttered indistinctly, her heart racing.
Qiao Qiu turned off Honor of Kings, stood up, and took Gao Meng's hand. The first time she pulled, she couldn't move her hand. The second time, there was no pull from gravity, and she naturally walked forward.
Back in her room, Qiao Qiu collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep immediately.
Gao Meng looked at her sleeping face and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had teased her so much, but she herself was acting as if nothing had happened.
Gao Meng sat down, covered Qiao Qiu with a cool blanket, gazed at her for a long time, and then picked up her phone to take two photos. The angles were excellent, and the photos looked like artistic portraits.
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The next day, Qiao Qiu woke up, yawned, turned her head, and unsurprisingly did not see anyone beside her.
Qiao Qiu sighed. She went to bed earlier than Gao Meng and woke up later than Gao Meng. At this rate, when would she ever be able to steal a kiss?
Before she could grumble for long, Gao Meng came to wake her up—she couldn't miss her daily morning run.
After running, having breakfast, and taking a shower, Qiao Qiu and Gao Meng went to the art studio together. She hadn't even finished half of the painting she promised Gao Meng.
Qiao Qiu has a good memory; the scenery she saw that day is perfectly formed in her mind.
Painting such a huge work requires layering, from light to dark colors, and it takes a considerable amount of time to complete.
Qiao Qiu painted very meticulously, but it still needed to dry. During this time, Qiao Qiu went to work on other paintings.
Her art teacher even assigned her homework, though she didn't want to do it at all.
"Qiuqiu, come and see how my drawing is?"
Qiao Qiu was a little surprised to hear Gao Meng's voice; Gao Meng rarely asked her such a question. She put down her paintbrush, strode over, and when she reached her side and saw the painting in front of her, she gasped.
The woman in the painting is dressed in blue, smiling sweetly, just like a real person.
This is clearly her from her previous life, and even these clothes. These clothes were a gift from Xuan Lan, designed by him himself. Not to mention this life, even in her previous life, she was unique.
But Gao Meng was able to draw it. Does this mean that Gao Meng has memories of her previous life?
Qiao Qiu remembered that Xuan Lan once said that he also had fragmented memories, but none of them were complete.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Gao Meng explained to herself, "I don't know why, but after I saw you draw this woman last time, some small details of her kept popping into my mind. But no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't see her full-body picture, so I just drew her directly. She is indeed very beautiful, but in my eyes, you are still the most beautiful."
This could be considered a disguised confession, and Gao Meng looked at Qiao Qiu with a bit of nervousness.
However, Qiao Qiu's mind was now focused on the possibility that Gao Meng might remember things from the past. She looked at Gao Meng and said, "Mengmeng, I'll draw another person. After you see it, draw one yourself."
This was the first time Gao Meng had seen Qiao Qiu so serious and earnest. All her romantic thoughts vanished, and she nodded, "Okay."
Qiao Qiu returned to her place, set up a new easel, and began to paint. This time, she painted her first life with her. In that life, she was her empress.
If Gao Meng can still remember things from so long ago, she will definitely find a way to completely awaken Gao Meng's memory.
Half an hour later, Qiao Qiu handed the complete picture to Gao Meng.
This is a lovely portrait of a beautiful woman. The woman in the painting has a very cute chubby face and looks very childlike, but her eyes are lively, just like Qiao Qiu's eyes.
Gao Meng suddenly remembered something, glanced at the drawing she had made earlier, and saw that the eyes were exactly the same as the eyes of the person in this drawing, and also exactly the same as Qiao Qiu's eyes.
Something suddenly flashed through Gao Meng's mind, but it disappeared so quickly that she couldn't grasp it.
What's going on?
Gao Meng was tormented by these memories, her mind filled with questions, but she had no way of tracing their origin.
Gao Meng shook her head, put the painting aside, took down the finished painting, put another piece of paper on it, and thought about how to paint it.
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