The girl group's character can't be collapsed

Qin Mian's first reply: Is ten yuan enough? I'll give you twenty. Come back early and be safe [Transfer]

Song Panxia hugged the phone screen and kissed fiercely: "Mianmian is the best."

Mao Yu didn't reply to the text, but transferred ten yuan neatly.

Wu Qingya gave her a thumbs up emoji, today's kindness must be repaid by the spring.

After the waiter changed the coins, Song Panxia dragged Wu Qingya to a corner and showed her the estimated price on the taxi app.

Wu Qingya said, "You're only eighteen, so I'll return the money to the Rain God."

"Stop it," Song Panxia clicked his tongue twice, "We have thirty dollars in hand now, and the fare is eighteen dollars. If there is an extra two dollars, there will be ten dollars left."

Wu Qingya came to her senses: "You mean..."

Song Panxia's eyeballs rolled around: "How about it, do you want to become a shareholder?"

"Well……"

Wu Qingya fought a battle between man and nature, then turned and walked to the front desk.

"The boss will exchange another ten yuan!"

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Qingya and Song Panxia hugged the little yellow duck doll in their arms and squeezed together on the evening rush hour subway in a trance.

Ten dollars is impossible to stop.

After exchanging 20 yuan more coins, the result was that he caught the doll he wanted at the first time. Looking at the remaining game coins, Wu Qingya, full of confidence, suggested that Song Panxia should be caught instead. Fall into the trap of capitalism.

Back at the dormitory, it was already dark, Mao Yu and Qin Mian had already finished their dinner and were washing dishes together.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qin Mian immediately put down the dish soap, wiped his hands, and came out to greet her.

"Come back so late, where did you go?"

Song Panxia, ​​who was almost squished, stuffed the deformed little yellow duck into Qin Mian's arms: "Mian Mian, for you."

Qin Mian, who is gentle by nature, automatically ignores the rough workmanship of the doll and said happily: "Thank you!"

At this time, Mao Yu Shi, who washed Qin Mian's bowl together, came out.

Wu Qingya immediately handed over her doll: "Rain God, it's for you."

Mao Yu didn't answer, her eyes were full of disgust: "It's so ugly."

Wu Qingya's fingers froze, and the little yellow duck stopped in midair in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Qin Mian took it with her free right hand, and hugged the two dolls in her arms together.

"I think it's cute, why don't you give it all to me."

Wu Qingya's cooling heart rekindled enthusiasm: "Mian Mian, you are so kind..."

Before the word "good" was finished, Mao Yu, who was unmoved just now, grabbed the little yellow duck and stuffed it back.

"The two of them just caught it on a whim for fun, but when they caught it, they didn't want it anymore, so they gave it to you."

Song Panxia, ​​whose thoughts were pierced, said with erratic eyes, "I-I don't have it."

Qin Mian said, "I have a place in my room to put it."

"Correct me," Mao Yu said, "it's not 'my' room, it's our room."

Qin Mian is helpless.

Mao Yu turned to the guilty two people: "Gentlemen don't take what others like, since you think it's cute, then accept it."

Song Panxia stammered and said, "Yes."

Mao Yu sat on the sofa and asked casually, "Is the popcorn delicious?"

Watching a movie naturally goes with popcorn.

Wu Qingya licked her upper lip, her stomach growling: "Their family has a caramel-flavored popcorn, which smells pretty good to me."

Smells good?That is not eating.Mao Yu looked at Wu Qingya in surprise, but she actually held back, it seems that managing her figure is not just talking, Wu Qingya really has a heart.

Song Panxia covered her stomach and howled dryly: "Mianmian, do you have any dinner left?"

They spend all their pocket money to watch movies and catch dolls, and they haven't eaten yet.

Qin Mian looked at Mao Yu, saw Mao Yu nodded slightly, opened the refrigerator and asked, "Is the chicken breast ready?"

Upon hearing the word "chicken breast", Wu Qingya and Song Panxia became even more sluggish.

If I knew I would stop catching dolls, wouldn't it be nice to have a good meal?

Qin Mian tried her best to cheer them up: "It's not boiled, Yuyu fried it with olive oil, it's very fragrant."

Song Panxia pretended to cry: "No matter how fragrant it is, it's still chicken breast!"

Mao Yu picked up the computer and said to Qin Mian: "It's fine if they don't eat, come and help me change the lyrics."

Song Panxia didn't dare to cry anymore, grabbed Qin Mian's hand, with the appearance of a strong man cutting off his wrist: "Mian Mian, I'll eat!"

Wu Qingya even poked her head into the refrigerator: "There are broccoli!"

Qin Mian was entangled by the two of them, so she had to ask Mao Yu to wait.

Mao Yu shrugged and returned to the room. Through the door, Wu Qingya and Song Panxia could hear Wu Qingya and Song Panxia accusing each other of the "claw machine conspiracy". point".

Putting on the headphones, the laughing and joking voices of the teammates were gradually covered by the music.

Mao Yu's fingertips hovered over the keyboard, and after a long time, he pressed the pause button.

Then, the music stopped, and the familiar dialogue sounded.

In less than a minute, the bedroom door opened, Mao Yu took off the earphones, and the bright warm light from the living room came in, cutting out a neat square frame on the wooden floor.

"What?" Mao Yu calmly closed the laptop.

Song Panxia complained loudly: "Wu Qingya snatched my broccoli!"

Wu Qingya squeezed in, "I just took a bite."

Song Panxia complained: "Can you call your mouthful!"

Wu Qingya plucked at Qin Mian: "Mian Mian testifies, I only took one bite at a time, and I didn't eat too much."

Qin Mian was sandwiched between the two of them, comforting her from side to side, and was so busy that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

In the end, none of the three could convince the other, so they went to Mao Yu to make a decision.

The small room became full and lively because of the four young and lively lives.

What Li Chang said is right, after a day of vacation, there is an extremely busy schedule, and the workload is so heavy that the girls become industrious little bees, stinging and picking, buzzing around every day, Not even one-liners.

The SHOWCASE stage is set at 8:8 pm on August 8th. Chinese people have a special love for "8", and even the Olympic Games will be held on "8", let alone a brokerage company.

There is too much preparation work before debut, especially for Song Panxia. For the first album, she needs to use her fame to release the group first, and then consider balancing the popularity later. Therefore, she has the most important part and the most activities.

The originally tidy dormitory began to pile up domestic garbage, and the clothes were not washed in batches. The four girls returned home sweaty and threw them all into the washing machine, and then wore whose clothes they saw dry.

Although there is a difference in height between them, they are all slender and can basically wear them, that is...

Mao Yu found the jumper thread on her T-shirt.

The reason for jumping the thread is... Mao Yu's gaze drifted down involuntarily. Qin Mian was so developed that she didn't notice that the two of them switched bodies again when she got up early in the morning, so she picked up her own clothes and put them on. The result was tragic. up.

Qin Mian looked at her reddened ears and blinked her eyes in confusion.

Mao Yu put on a mask with a dark face, pretending to be calm and said: "Let's go."

After the photo incident, they became more cautious when going to the company. Superstar Entertainment developed rapidly, and more and more people stayed around.

There are only three days left before the official stage, but their training has been reduced, just like sprinting for the college entrance examination. The few days before the exam are mainly mobilization meetings to adjust their mentality.

The main task of going to the company today is to try on the costumes. The costumes must not only look good, but also be convenient for dancing. If you don’t wear them and dance once, you won’t see the effect.

The dormitory is very close to the company, a 10-minute walk. Song Panxia was looking forward to the new clothes, so she took Wu Qingya and set off early.

When Qin Mian bent down to lift the shoe upper, she tilted her head and asked Mao Yu: "Aren't you looking forward to it?"

Mao Yumu said with a straight face, "No."

Her performance costume is nothing more than a pink and short skirt, which is not worth looking forward to at all.

Seeing her reaction, Qin Mian burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, you are so cute, no, I am so cute!"

Mao Yu: "..."

Qin Mian hugged her and experienced the feeling of burying her chest, even though it was her own chest.

With a blushing face, Mao Yu said seriously, "Don't cling to me." She seriously suspected that Qin Mian had serious narcissistic tendencies!

Qin softly replied "Yes", with an unstoppable smile in her eyes.

So happy, Qin Mian felt that people always say that the road to chasing dreams is lonely, but she is not lonely at all at the moment.

Opening the door, taking a deep breath, Qin Mian looked up at the blue sky, today is a fine day.

The two entered the company one after the other, Mao Yu saw the stylist showing the clothes confidently, only to realize that she was careless.

Pink, yes.

Skirts, yes.

I never thought it would be pink, short skirt and cat ears!

"It's so cute," Song Panxia envied, "Who can resist the kitten's cuteness attack."

Mao Yu looked over quietly: "If you like it, you can take it."

Song Panxia pretended to be stupid and didn't speak.

Qin Mian touched the furry headband, and as the "captain", put it on his head.

In order to facilitate everyone's appreciation, she deliberately bent her knees and bent down, her smooth long hair slid down her shoulders and formed undulating curves on her chest.

"How about meow."

Facing Qin Mian's question, the room was silent for three seconds.

Mao Yu confiscated the headband silently.

Qin Mian felt his head go blank: "Hey? Isn't it pretty?"

"How should I put it?" Song Panxia scratched her chin, "The cute style may be more difficult for the Rain God."

The cat ears are cute, the face is pretty, and the figure is good-looking, when combined together, it is...

"It's kind of lewd," Wu Qingya expressed her opinion bluntly, "Picking flowers from the kaolin."

Mao Yu coughed heavily.

However, Song Panxia passed by Wu Qingya a little bit, and finally thought of what to say, and quickly added: "It's like that kind of sex act."

Qin Mian glanced at the gradually thickening black air around Mao Yu, swallowed and spit out, not daring to be a monster anymore, obediently put on the shorts prepared by the stylist for Mao Yu.

The stylist sister laughed and teased them: "Kids know a lot."

Wu Qingya raised her chest: "I'm an adult."

After her birthday, Song Panxia said confidently, "I'm not a child anymore."

"Okay," Mao Yu decisively pulled the two of them back from their unrestrained thoughts, "try on clothes."

The four of them had lived together for a while, and they were not formal, they changed together after closing the door.

Mao Yu is now able to skillfully change clothes without looking at her body and touching her skin as little as possible. Even so, she often has to adjust her underwear because of chest tightness.

A burden she never had before.

Alas, when is the end of this day.

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The author has something to say:

Qin Mian: You simply don't know your blessings in the midst of blessings!

Touch the abdominal muscles and suck.