Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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She has had no negative scandals since her debut.

Therefore, the people who like her are basically very pure.

Now she's joined the singer program and switched her career to the music scene.

Many people who were initially indifferent to her became fans, starting to like her singing voice, her songs, and her large breasts and long legs.

To be honest, Qiao Jingjing is not without hope.

7 p.m.

I made dinner for my two older sisters.

Qiao Yu went out, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for Xia Qing's villa.

He called Xia Qing beforehand to ask if she was in the residential area or the villa.

Xia Qing said she wasn't there and told him to do as he pleased.

Qiao Yu can set his own tutoring time.

Just communicate well with Li Xuliang.

This is an expression of extreme trust, as if they have already accepted Qiao Yu as the two boys' uncle.

7:40.

The taxi arrived at the villa area.

Li Xuliang stood at the entrance of the residential compound, eagerly anticipating the arrival of his new home.

"Master, I've gotten you an access card. You can just come directly from now on, saving you the trouble of coming to pick you up every time you leave."

He handed Qiao Yu a white card.

The property management is very strict.

Access cards are required for vehicle passage and pedestrian entry and exit.

Unauthorized persons are not allowed to enter this residential area.

Li Xuliang's grades were a complete mess.

Having consistently been at the bottom of his class, Qiao Yu's plan was to start from scratch, believing that nothing can be accomplished without a complete overhaul.

With Qiao Yu's level of skill.

It's more than enough to teach a high school student who's academically weak.

After receiving Qiao Yu's promise that he would teach him unparalleled martial arts if he completed his homework.

Li Xuliang completely changed his unruly and freedom-loving nature.

They buried themselves in their studies and devoted themselves to research.

I've stopped playing games and listening to music.

Occasionally, I would see Qiao Yu watching the "Singer" program on his computer, drooling over Qiao Jingjing's figure.

Half past nine in the evening.

Qiao Yu finished his tutoring work for the day, and Li Xuliang saw his master downstairs.

In the living room, Li Xuliang's beautiful girlfriend, Huang Chengzi, was on the phone. "Don't talk nonsense to me. Doesn't your dad have connections at the TV station?"

"Get me a ticket to the event. If you can't do that, then you shouldn't be doing this anymore."

"Of course! I'm a fan of Jiang Wan. How can I not support my idol when she's singing on stage?"

"What? You like Qiao Jingjing? That vixen is disgusting. Her breasts are ridiculously big; they're obviously silicone implants."

"So what if she sings well? It doesn't change the fact that she's a vixen."

"Look at her appearance, isn't she just a seductive vixen? That idiot Li Xuliang drools every time he sees her."

Huang Chengzi was lying on the sofa.

Her hands rested on the glass coffee table, and her two slender, long legs were crossed.

If I had to give this student a score...

Qiao Yu gives it an 8 out of 10.

In a few years, she will be qualified to be promoted to a nine-point goddess.

She's still too inexperienced.

However, being a young girl has its advantages.

Her waist was as slender as a newly sprouted willow branch, her face was delicate and oval, her hair was short and ear-length, and her almond-shaped eyes were bright and sparkling.

Li Xuliang scoffed at her words.

I'm used to being criticized anyway.

He led Qiao Yu straight out.

When we arrived at the entrance of the residential area.

A Maserati is slowly driving into the residential area.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but take a second look.

This thing is quite valuable; it belongs to the most high-end series of cars.

The long, slender canopy has sharp curves, like a shark leaping out of the water.

The privacy glass blocked the view inside.

In the past, Qiao Yu had only seen luxury cars like these.

He would always think to himself that inside was some pot-bellied middle-aged man carrying a beautiful young woman.

At that moment, the car window rolled down.

The person in the driver's seat wasn't a pot-bellied middle-aged man.

Instead, she is a stunningly beautiful and serene mature woman.

Xia Qing is wearing a business suit today.

It has lost some of its gentle and domestic charm, but gained a more capable and sharp aura.

"Going back already?" Xia Qing smiled.

"I'm back," Qiao Yu said.

"I'll give it to you."

Xia Qing said softly.

Without hesitation, Qiao Yu opened the door and went inside.

As Xia Qing's background was gradually torn away.

But she has a charm that makes people want to explore and get closer to her.

Soothing music was playing in the car; surprisingly, it was Qiao Jingjing's "Later".

The music chart has enabled download functionality.

One song costs one yuan.

As they approached their residential area, the Maserati slowed down.

Xia Qing smiled stunningly: "Good little brother, when did you learn martial arts?"

"I haven't studied it," Qiao Yu said.

"You haven't learned how to beat up that kid Li Xuliang."

Xia Qing gave him a reproachful look, her charm radiating.

"It was from fighting before, you know that."

Qiao Yu's half-truthful statement.

"How about you teach Sister Qing later?"

Xia Qing's voice was soft and gentle, filled with deep affection.

Qiao Yu felt that Xia Qing was unusually alluring today.

"Why are you learning to fight, Sister Qing? I'll teach you a more profound one later..."

Qiao Yu winked at her.

"Pooh!"

Xia Qing spat at him, her face burning with that trembling gaze.

The Maserati was parked at the entrance of the residential area.

The two made love in the car, and even used it as a bed.

However, Xia Qing was extremely firm in her principles, so Qiao Yu had no choice but to give up.

As Qiao Yu opened the car door, she suddenly said, "Good little brother, you've written so many songs for Qiao Jingjing, write one for your older sister next time..."

Qiao Yu closed the car door and said with a grin, "Sister Qing, are you jealous?"

"Yes!"

Xia Qing readily admitted it.

Then he chuckled.

She was incredibly charming and radiant.

Xia Qing turned around and tilted her head: "I'm waiting for you to write a song for me."

Her gesture added a touch of girlish charm.

Qiao Yu shrugged and had no choice but to agree.

Seeing Xia Qing's mournful expression, Qiao Yu didn't dare to stay any longer and rushed out of the car.

He ran more than ten meters away in a flash.