MTL - My Wife Why is She So Cute-Chapter 45

When the person placed on the tip of her heart and soaked in the package of longing appeared for so long, Song Nianying's eyes widened suddenly, she stood up abruptly, her leg hit the table with a "bang", she couldn't care less about the pain, and hurried over He drew the curtains, and then pulled the windbreaker coat that he put on the sofa and wrapped it around Yan Chuyu.

"you you…"

Song Nianying's cheeks were flushed, she didn't know where to put her eyes, and her heart was pounding.

Why... isn't she the Holy King? ? ? How to change from an ice fox to a human without even wearing a piece of clothing? ? ?

It's over.

Although it was just a glance, the charming and continuous curves, crystal clear and snow-white, have been deeply imprinted in Song Nianying's mind, and she can't get rid of it.

Such a transformation of Yan Chuyu broke up her sadness and complaints.

But the person concerned was still innocently huddled in her windbreaker, and said in a low voice, "You made me change back."

Song Nianying:! !

Did she make her change back without clothes? ? ? ! !

Yan Chuyu's cheeks were slightly red. Although she was also shy, she didn't have as many emotions as Song Nianying.

She had little understanding of the secular world, and she learned many things from books. The holy king, who always pays attention to appearance, can't be naked in front of others, let alone naked, even wearing revealing clothes.

But Song Nianying is her fiancee.

Yan Chuyu even looked at the beige windbreaker on her body, and whispered, "I don't like this, I want a blue shirt."

Song Nianying: ...

I think she has been fighting for so long, no matter whether it is a verbal battle or a real fight, she has never lost to anyone.

But now...she was being manipulated by Yan Chuyu to death.

Frowning, Song Nianying didn't dare to look at her, "Go to the bedroom."

Yan Chuyu nodded obediently, looked at her and said, "You have to stay away from me, keep your distance, I'm weak now, I won't be able to control myself and bite you."

Song Nianying: ...

Ha ha.

With her like this, who is more uncontrollable?

The denunciation atmosphere that Song Nianying managed to create was broken by Yan Chuyu, and they walked back to the bedroom with their heads down.

Although she was wrapped in a windbreaker, from Song Nianying's perspective, she could still see Yan Chuyu's slender, snow-white legs, and... the slim curves under the thin windbreaker.

damn it.

Did she do it on purpose? ? ?

Could it be that after only a few days of going back to the vampire, she was ruined?

Song Nianying was disturbed by this, Yan Chuyu dressed like a little girl who was stealing her lover's shirt, she didn't block much, but she had a sense of abstinence that still held a pipa and half covered her face.

Those two long snow-white legs dangled in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Song Nianying tried her best to restrain herself. She must not lose control before explaining the problem and reason clearly.

Yan Chuyu was also enduring.

Once she regained her human body, her desire for blood was instantly magnified as if it was placed under a microscope.

She could hear Song Nianying's heartbeat, and feel the bright red blood in her veins that all living beings long for...

Bite it down.

If she takes a bite, she can feel better and relieve a lot.

The black desire in her heart was seducing and teasing her, so that when Song Nianying raised her head, she saw Yan Chuyu staring straight at her neck.

Those eyes were full of longing and restraint.

Before, Song Nianying had seen Yan Chuyu looking at her like this, and always thought it was her own beauty who would do this, but now...

"Is this how all vampires transform in your place?"

As a last resort, Song Nianying changed the subject, Yan Chuyu took a deep breath, and said with restraint, "Yes."

Song Nianying frowned after hearing this: "Then don't change easily in the future."

Yan Chuyu looked at her and nodded.

Into the bedroom.

Song Nianying found a blue shirt for Yan Chuyu. They were about the same size and height. Yan Chuyu should be wearing it just right. She put on Song Nianying's shirt, sniffed the mint smell that belonged to her, and smiled happily.

This is the first time she has relaxed her face in a long time.

So much so that when Yan Chuyu touched her shirt and came out happily like a child, Song Nianying almost wavered and wanted to kiss her.

A sofa head, a sofa tail, they did keep a distance.

It's a wonderful feeling.

This was the first time the two of them got together like this after their identities were exposed.

There is less pretense, but more restraint on each other.

Under the soft light, Song Nianying sized up Yan Chuyu presumptuously with a pair of peach blossom eyes. It had been a long time since she had seen her. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Her skin was still as white as before, but the color on her lips had faded a little. Now, it seems that he was served well.

Yan Chuyu, who was slapped in the face by Song Nianying like this, was like a primary school student, sitting on the sofa with his head half down. He was no longer a holy king lying on the bed, throwing temper tantrums and making people roll.

"I heard that you were well served."

Song Nianying said this with a smile, but it was gloomy and cold.

Yan Chuyu was startled, she raised her head and looked at Song Nianying blankly.

Song Nianying crossed her arms and looked at her with raised eyebrows: "I'm still angry, do you know that?"

Yan Chuyu bit her pale pink lips, and nodded slightly.

she knows.

That's why she didn't dare to come here in person.

Song Nianying's voice was strong, and her eyes were suppressed: "What do I ask, what do you answer, don't lie to me again."

Yan Chuyu nodded nervously, she instinctively looked towards the window, hoping to see Hua Bairou for help.

It's a pity that its Mr. Hua is currently being trampled on the smooth marble floor by the leather pants spider.

"Are you really the holy king of vampires?"

Song Nianying stared into her eyes, she couldn't believe that this weak and soft cutie in front of her could be the king of vampires.

Calling her a vampire is an understatement.

Yan Chuyu nodded, "Yes."

Song Nianying frowned: "Then when you watched a vampire movie, you were still so scared?"

Yan Chuyu was silent for a moment, then whispered, "We vampires are not like that."

…

Now, it was a bit unnatural for her to say this, after all, that day, when she appeared in front of Song Nianying, dressed in blood and losing her mind, she was no better than the lost vampire on TV.

Song Nianying nodded, and asked again: "You are the king of vampires, so you must have many privileges."

As soon as Yan Chuyu heard it, she immediately looked up at her, her heart hanging.

What does she mean by that?

Are you trying to distance yourself from her?

Song Nianying knew that she was wrong when she saw her like this, and she was a little unhappy: "What have they taught you in the past ten days since you went back?"

Her little cutie will think too much.

Yan Chuyu replied seriously: "None of them dared to talk to me, so I just spent the time lying in bed alone."

Song Nianying looked at her in surprise, her heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a knife, and her heart was clenched in pain.

But…

Seeing Song Nianying's disbelief, Yan Chuyu tried hard to explain: "You told me to watch "The Legend of Zhen Huan"."

Song Nianying: ...

Yan Chuyu: "People's hearts are complicated, and every word needs a lot of thinking to understand."

Song Nianying: ...

"Especially to your sweetheart, you can't say the wrong thing."

Song Nianying coughed, she turned her head uncomfortably, "Don't read it from now on."

Yan Chuyu nodded, and stared at her with deep eyes. When she didn't need to hide, her eyes appeared azure blue like the glass of the deep sea, and there was an irresistible attraction for people to immerse themselves in.

Although a person who is usually charming and enchanting is very familiar with seducing people, it is far inferior to the inadvertent amorous feelings of such a reserved person, which makes people obsessed and confused.

It's not just Song Nianying who likes it, but others must also like it.

"I heard that there are many vampires serving you."

"No, who's talking nonsense."

"Gu Yuechi, she is your doctor, how can she talk nonsense?"

Yan Chuyu was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "King Shura sent a lot of maidservants, but I didn't like them, so I drove them all away, leaving only one to sweep the snow at the door."

She was going to go back and twist Gu Yuechi's head off.

Song Nianying: "Oh—then is she good-looking?"

"It doesn't look as good as you."

Yan Chuyu answered seriously, and stared at Song Nianying without blinking. Song Nianying's heart softened a little. She stopped dwelling on this topic and started the next agenda.

"I'm not the daughter of the Song family, you should know."

Yan Chuyu nodded.

Song Nianying: "You are not Mr. Yan of Xiulong Group."

Yan Chuyu's eyes dimmed a bit.

Is this to distance yourself?

Song Nianying let out a sigh of relief, "So, our marriage was originally a lie and deceit."

Yan Chuyu felt cold when he heard that, and immediately covered the instant noodle pendant around his neck with his hands.

However, Song Nianying had already taken off the water drop pendant that Yan Chuyu gave her as a token of love around her neck, and placed it on the coffee table.

The moon is shining brightly, seeing each other again, it should have been a pleasant night.

But the Holy King was very sad.

Ever since she woke up, she never listened to anyone. In the group, no one dared to control her. Even if King Shura repeatedly provoked her, she would strike without mercy.

Now, in front of Song Nianying, she is like a pawn, unable to control herself.

"These days, I often think about what is the reason why you didn't come to your wife for comfort despite the hurt you suffered, and disappeared for so long without making a sound."

Song Nianying's eyes are beautiful, but full of tears, "Maybe, if you get it too easily and too quickly, you don't understand it enough. Because you don't understand it enough, even if you cherish it, when a problem comes, the relationship will be disconnected. The kite was easily released and flew away from the hands."

"Love at first sight is reliable, but it is also the most vulnerable to wind and rain."

"I think we should get to know each other again."

She thought about such a question more than once.

That's why he said such a thing.

Song Nianying stared at Yan Chuyu with a pair of eyes, looked at her panicked and dazed appearance, and asked, "Do you understand?"

Yan Chuyu nodded, and asked nervously, "Are you going to take my pendant?"

That's hers.

She won't give it to anyone.

Song Nianying: ...

Forget it, these great principles in the world, long speeches don't make sense to Yan Chuyu at all.

Song Nianying stood up, she walked to the French window, and looked out of the window with her arms folded: "From today on, you and I will resume our original identities, and the trial marriage relationship will be terminated."

She closed her eyes, feeling uncomfortable.

But otherwise, how to teach a child what love is?

Yan Chuyu stood up when she heard that, she looked at her with red eyes: "I don't want it, I like you."

-I like you.

These few words fell like a flower in Song Nianying's heart, the corners of her lips could not be restrained upward, but she still tried her best to control it.

She looked out of the window, and she could faintly see the handsome guy who turned into a grizzly bear holding a bouquet of flowers waiting at the north gate, and said hard-heartedly, "That's all for today, don't you want to go back for treatment?" ?”

After hearing her words, Yan Chuyu was silent for a while, she covered her chest with her hand, her face was pale, she leaned on the sofa, "It hurts..."

Song Nianying turned around abruptly, she rushed to Yan Chuyu's side in a few steps, and put her arms around her waist: "Why did it suddenly hurt? Isn't Gu Yuechi treating you?!"

Yan Chuyu's long eyelashes blinked lightly, she looked at Song Nianying with red eye circles, grabbed the corner of her clothes with one hand, and said in a low voice: "I know you are angry, but don't drive me away, I don't want to I went back to that cold castle alone."

Song Nianying looked into her eyes and pursed her lips: "Are you lying to me?"

Yan Chuyu shook her head, she grabbed her hand, put it on her chest, and said slowly: "Here—it hurts every day."

The softness made Song Nianying's hands feel like they were scalded, and her breathing became disordered all of a sudden, "You...can't you let me get too close?"

After hearing this, Yan Chuyu plunged her head into her arms, and said weakly, "It's better to endure like this than to drive me away."

What restraint, what distance, the moment I saw her, they were all wiped out.

She didn't want to leave Song Nianying, and she didn't like those animals who were chasing her around her.

Song Nianying frowned, feeling distressed, sad and angry.

She always has her way.

Yan Chuyu put her arms around Song Nianying's waist, and she said softly, "Let's start over, shall we?"

Song Nianying stared into her eyes, feeling that this little thing was broken, she asked lightly, "Which one to start with?"

Yan Chuyu thought for a while, and said seriously: "I am also like those little animals, pursuing you again, is that okay?"

Song Nianying: ...

Yan Chuyu was really good at poking her heart.

If she said to start over as a fiancee, in order to teach her a lesson, Song Nianying would definitely not agree.

But…

In her arms was a wounded and soft body, her face was so pale, her voice was weak and deep, her eyes were full of pleading and longing.

How could Song Nianying refuse?

Under Yan Chuyu's earnest gaze, Song Nianying took a step back, "Start with ordinary friends."

Yan Chuyu nodded, and obediently agreed: "Okay."

…

If you really like it, even if you are angry, why would you push it away?

Song Nianying touched Yan Chuyu's forehead, helped her to lie down on the sofa, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Chuyu nodded.

In the past, in front of Hua Bairou, Zuo Die, King Shura, and all vampires, she didn't feel any pain, or even felt anything.

But why, in front of Song Nianying, she didn't know what was wrong, it just hurt so much.

Song Nianying felt distressed and uncomfortable, "How can it be better?"

Yan Chuyu really wanted to tell her that kissing her would make her feel better, but she didn't dare, she thought about it, and said softly: "I want to drink the pear soup you made."

…

Song Nianying went downstairs to buy pears and was going to make soup for her.

Perhaps because she really wanted to drink, Yan Chuyu, who never talked much, said leisurely, "I want the pears from Aunt Wang's house in Nanmen."

The pears there are big and fresh.

Song Nianying nodded, took the bag and went downstairs.

She really never thought about forgiving Yan Chuyu just like that, and told herself that as long as she gets well tomorrow, she will drive Yan Chuyu away at dawn.

Tell her again stubbornly—this girl's place is not where you can come and leave whenever you want.

The weak Holy King was lying on the sofa with his ears pricked up. Hearing Song Nianying's footsteps, he expected that she had already walked near the south gate.

She tidied her clothes, regained her coolness, and went downstairs slowly.

Downstairs, the man transformed into a bear was waiting for Song Nianying at the north gate with flowers in anticipation. He originally wanted to go downstairs directly, but the spiders in leather pants were too domineering, even they were not allowed to get too close.

The holy king walked briskly and hurriedly. The sweaty Zuo Die who was being chased saw her as if he had seen a savior, and looked at the leather pants spider angrily: "My boss is here, you are dead!"

Hua Bairou who was trampled under her feet: Woohoo, the Holy King is here! !

…

The leather pants spider has a psychological shadow on the Holy King, and when it sees it, it trembles with fright.

But the Holy King seemed to have not seen them, and the blue shadow "swiped" drifted past, and teleported to the north gate.

Zuo Die: ...

Hua Bairou: ...

Leather Pants Spider: ? ? ?

Mr. Xiong didn't wait for his sweetheart, but he saw a woman with a cold aura standing in front of him. He was spiritual, and just by the cold air emanating from this woman, he knew that he was no match.

Fortunately, he has strong social skills.

Mr. Xiong looked at the woman with a smile and asked, "Hello, I'm Xiong Yingjun. Are you also my sister's friend?"

The Holy King looked at him with a pair of heavy eyes without emotion, like an ice skater standing in front of him, frighteningly cold.

Xiong Yingjun's back felt cold, and he instinctively took a step back, showing an awkward yet polite smile: "Are you really my sister's friend? I thought I hadn't seen you before? Look at your aura... Could it be the same? From our Xiong family? What's your name?"

He is confident. In the forest, only the Xiong family can have such a strong aura.

With one hand behind his back, the Holy King replied coldly, "My name is Xiong Papi."