Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"Hurry up and go!"

"Scumbag."

After being slapped twice, Hua Qing was inevitably aggrieved, but at least she cheered up a little and turned to wash up and have a meal.

Ding Heng let out a long sigh.

His feelings were already 100% there. If it weren't for Hua Qing's bad mood, he would have already asked the fairy to "drink too much".

Looking back now, perhaps we shouldn't have been so polite.

After all, Hua Qing is inherently a stubborn person, and the more you try to coax her, the more she cares and the more dramatic she becomes.

A slap would be more effective!

If a slap isn't enough, then use a big stick!

The two spent the rest of the morning tidying up at home when Hua Qing suddenly stopped.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"I want to buy some gifts for my family."

Ding Heng was folding clothes when he heard this and looked up at her.

"Sure, what do you want to buy?"

"Buy my mom a silk scarf, buy my dad some good tea, and for Xiaoyue, get her a new phone..."

Hua Qing counted them one by one on her fingers, her expression serious.

"And your maternal grandparents, uncles and aunts, and Baima and the others..."

"Go, go, go."

Ding Heng interrupted, "Change your clothes first, we'll talk about it when we go out."

Hua Qing nodded, turned around and went into the dressing room, where she changed into a light blue thin Hanfu dress.

The two drove out to have lunch first, and then spent more than four hours selecting all the gifts that Hua Qing had in mind.

On their way back, the two passed by a jewelry store.

Hua Qing looked at the shop window and suddenly spoke.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"Do you think... we should bring some gifts for Yan hope and the others too?"

"It's up to you, senior."

Hua Qing pursed her lips and stepped across the store.

Ding Heng followed behind without offering any opinions, letting Hua Qing choose for herself.

Their emotional entanglement is now 100%.

Hua Qing is probably ready to accept the identity of "Ding Heng's girlfriend" and change from "the only one" to "one of them".

As for what she planned to do, Ding Heng had a general idea.

He won't ask questions or make special arrangements.

Ultimately, Hua Qing has to be able to accept certain things in her heart before she can take that step.

Hua Qing wandered around the jewelry store for a while before finally buying two silver pendants.

One is a four-leaf clover, and the other is a star.

night.

The two of them snuggled into bed after taking a shower.

Ding Heng reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, then habitually pulled Hua Qing into his arms.

"Senior."

"Ok?"

"This time when you go back to Xingcheng, take a good rest and don't think about training and selection anymore."

Ding Heng gently patted Hua Qing's back.

"Once you arrive in Switzerland, you'll see snow-capped mountains, grasslands, blue skies and white clouds... Just stand there and clear your mind."

Hua Qing didn't respond.

"Let bygones be bygones; there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"What did you say..."

Hua Qing buried her face in Ding Heng's chest, still stubbornly refusing to admit defeat: "So what if I wasn't selected? I didn't care that night."

"You better be."

Ding Heng jokingly warned, "Senior, if you still can't let go, don't blame me for finding a different way to make you let go."

Hua Qing's body stiffened slightly.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"Senior, can you guess?"

"You, you...you're a pervert!"

"Go to sleep, you have a flight to catch tomorrow..."

Ding Heng closed his eyes tightly and held Hua Qing even tighter.

But when I woke up the next day, I subconsciously reached out and touched the side of me, only to find it empty again!

The sheets were completely cold; the person had been gone for a long time.

But when I checked the time, it was only 5:30, and it wasn't even dawn yet!

Good grief, this is never going to end!?

Ding Heng irritably threw off the covers, got out of bed, put on his slippers, and quickly went to the dance studio.

Just like yesterday, Hua Qing was standing in front of the barre, spreading her legs. She wore a dark blue onesie with white tights, showing off her long and graceful figure.

Hua Qing caught sight of Ding Heng through the mirror, and her heart skipped a beat.

"It's not even six o'clock yet, why are you awake so early?"

"Even the senior knows it's not six o'clock yet!"

Ding Heng stopped behind Hua Qing and teased, "Senior, is it because you're not getting enough sleep that your memory is so bad?"

"I can't sleep when I wake up in the morning, so I practice for a while."

Hua Qing shrank her neck and repeated to confirm, "Just a little while..."

"A little while?"

Ding Heng's tone revealed neither joy nor anger.

"It'll only be a little while, I'll go change right away..."

Hua Qing turned to run away, but Ding Heng suddenly pressed close to her, wrapping one arm around her slender waist and grabbing her ankle, which was resting on the barre, preventing her from putting it down.

"What are you doing...?"

Hua Qing tried to struggle, but couldn't break free.

Ding Heng gripped her tightly, like iron clamps, firmly fixing Hua Qing's calves to the barre.

"Senior."

Ding Heng's warm breath brushed against Hua Qing's earlobe.

"Do you remember what you promised me last night?"

"I told you, I'm just bored..."

"Are you bored?"

Ding Heng increased the pressure on her hands, pressing Hua Qing's legs even wider, causing a tingling sensation in her ligaments.

"Well……"

She bit her lower lip and let out a short, muffled groan.

"That's perfect! I'll help my senior clear her mind."

Hua Qing's heart tightened.

"You...you mustn't do anything rash, we need to catch our flight later..."

"We're not in a rush today."

Ding Heng's large hand slid along Hua Qing's abs, his fingertips brushing the edge of her ribs before finally stopping below her chest.

"We'll go back to Xingcheng when you, senior, can completely clear your mind!"

Chapter 197: Five-man squads are just around the corner!

Around noon, Hua Qing finally recovered.

She lay in bed, her thoughts not yet fully cleared, her mind filled with a jumbled mess of fragmented images.

A blurry reflection in the mirror.

The barre has a cool, icy feel.

A dance studio is supposed to be a place for practicing dance!

……

Hua Qing rolled over and buried her face in the pillow, filled with shame and indignation.

For the entire morning, Ding Heng truly kept his word, allowing her to completely empty her mind!