MTL - Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script-Chapter 198 NALUTORA

Yin Beiqing came back just in time for dinner.

Yan Yu stood at the door to welcome the person in, and immediately checked whether there were any obvious wounds on her body.

"No injuries."

Yan Yu didn't ask her why she agreed to Hongge to get rid of the spirit, and directly took her hand, "Then eat first, I bought osmanthus cake and made peach soup today, if you don't eat it, those people will finish it off. "

Yin Beiqing looked down at the intersecting hands of the two, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

In fact, every time after removing the spirit, she would be very irritable because of being contaminated by the methane gas, but just now when she walked to the street and saw Yan Yu standing at the door waiting for her from a distance, her heart immediately felt filled with softness, It's as if dealing with those disgusting things every day can't affect her mood.

It turns out that having a home is such a feeling, you can always be with the people you like.

Several people at the dinner table almost got into a fight over the last bowl of peach soup. The chopsticks were almost poking into Yin Beiqing's hair, but she didn't say a word, and didn't even look at the peach soup.

Of course, it's not because of her generosity, but because Yan Yu specially left a copy for her in the kitchen, so she doesn't need to grab it.

After dinner, Yin Beiqing soaked himself in the bathtub for another hour before getting up, and brought the peach soup when he returned to the house.

In the room, Yan Yu was sitting in front of the dressing table combing her long hair, while Yin Miao was quietly sitting at the table and was busy tinkering with something.

"Stupid mother, look at my little bird." Seeing Yin Beiqing coming in, she couldn't help showing off again.

Yin Beiqing sat over and listened to her describe the advantages of this handmade bird a dozen times in repeated exclamation sentences.

Several times in the middle, she was a little distracted, and when she saw the shining eyes of the little milk baby, she forced herself to concentrate again.

"How is it?" Yin Miao held her masterpiece to her eyes.

Yin Beiqing nodded and choked out two words, "It's great."

"When I learn □□, it will be even better." Yin Miao smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"I mean you are great." Yin Beiqing imitated what Yan Yu often did, touching the little boy's head.

"Yeah! I will be even better!" She picked up the file again and began to force it against a triangular piece of iron.

But Yin Beiqing noticed the wound on Yin Miao's finger when she stretched out her hand, and quickly grabbed it to see, "What's wrong with your hand, who bullied you."

"She does manual abrasions." Yan Yu got up and walked behind her, "I took the medicine once during the day, and I will take it again before going to bed."

"It's okay, grandma said, it won't hurt until the calluses appear, you don't need to apply special ointment." Yin Miao patted her chest, "Miao Miao is very strong, just like my sister."

"..." Yin Beiqing: "You don't need to listen to your grandma."

Although Yin Anruo is her mother, that's right.

Finally, when the little girl was tossing and sleepy, the little head began to lean on the table bit by bit.

"Take me back to sleep." Yin Beiqing said.

"Don't..." Yin Miao, who was half asleep and half awake when she heard them talking, murmured, "I want to stay with my mother for a while...don't sleep..."

She hadn't seen Yin Beiqing for a day, but she actually missed her a little bit, so she naturally nestled into her arms, whispering in her sleep, "Let me tell you, today my beautiful mother took me...to go...to buy..."

"Well, what to buy."

"Buying things... Phew..."

Yin Beiqing patted her on the back, and picked her up when she saw that she was fast asleep.

Now she is very proficient in the posture of holding the child, she exchanged glances with Yan Yu, turned her head and carried Yin Miao to the next room.

Yan Zhi is now able to control her own biogas, so it doesn't matter if the two children live together, she carried Yin Miao into the room, and gestured to silence Yan Zhi who was about to complain.

"Take good care of Yin Miao and let you go out tomorrow."

"I don't want to listen to you." A certain kid was obviously still angry about being locked up.

Yin Beiqing put Yin Miao on the bed and covered her with the quilt, took out a Xuan Mingzhi from her bosom and handed it over.

Yan Zhi immediately staged a face-changing scene, and took Xuan Mingzhi with both hands, "How could Yan Zhi not listen to Mother's orders?"

"This is not an example." Yin Beiqing was talking about bringing the evil spirit back to the room.

It would be fine if Yan Zhi hangs out with the evil spirits outside, but bringing these dangerous factors back is tantamount to putting Yin Miao in danger, she must not let it go.

Yan Zhi was obviously aware of this problem, she pouted, and replied discouragedly: "Got it."

"sleep."

"Oh." Yan Zhi obediently lay flat on the bed, squinted her eyes to see Yin Beiqingqing, who had finished applying the ointment to Yin Miao, left, and then sat up again.

Yin Miao next to her seemed to be in a deep sleep, even so she was still tightly holding the wooden bird.

Yan Zhi stroked its wings curiously (hand) and oddly (owed), and the result—

"Ah!" She covered her forehead and glared angrily at the culprit who fired the hidden weapon and its owner.

"I—" He stopped when his fist was about to hit that peaceful sleeping face.

"Forget it, I'll settle the score with you next time!"

…

When Yin Beiqing returned to the room, Yan Yu was changing her pajamas, so she naturally walked over to help her tie her belt.

Yan Yu turned her head, "Your birthday is coming soon."

"Why did you say this suddenly?" Yin Beiqing took off his coat and lay down beside her.

"Your mother wants to hold a birthday party for you, and is going to surprise you."

In fact, there are still more than two months before Yin Beiqing's birthday, but Yin Anruo knows that she must not have celebrated her birthday very well after living alone all these years, and she may even be surprised by her father's accident, so she wants to prepare well and do it well. Be happy to dilute her negative thoughts.

"Then you still tell me."

Yan Yu lowered his head and smiled at her, "Then you want me to keep it from you?"

Sneaky surprises are effective for some people, but Yin Beiqing is sensitive and loves to think wildly, so it is better to tell her from the beginning than to let her guess wildly.

Sure enough, the person leaning on her shoulder shook his head, "Tell me."

"It's okay, just pretend you don't know." In this way, she won't offend both ends.

"What about you, when is your birthday?"

The date that Yin Beiqing knew before was the date of birth of Yan Yu's current body, and she wanted to know Yan Yu's original one.

"January 1st." The day of Yan Yu's birth was the day when the world opened. At that time, there was no concept of using years and months to record time, but this number can be obtained by working backwards from the following years.

Yin Beiqing suddenly thought of a question, "How old are you?"

Yan Yu thought for a while, then answered her, "Counting every reincarnation, I have lived for 15,010 years and 105 days."

No matter how painful those days are, she will never forget them because of her memory ability. Every time the sun rises again, it is a repetition of her past suffering.

Yin Beiqing was silent, looking at Yan Yu with distressed eyes, because she didn't know what to say, so she leaned over and hugged her waist gently.

Yan Yu patted her, expressing that she was fine.

"But I can't live for so long, we will be separated one day." The voice sounded a little low.

"In every life, I will find you like now, and then tell you everything that happened." Yan Yu shook her hand back, "I will not lose you."

Yin Beiqing's eyes flashed with emotion, and he buried his head in her arms, "If only I could remember everything like you."

Yan Yu followed the hair on the back of her head, her eyes didn't feel a little doting, "It's also good now, because in this way, I can always like you more than you like me."

After speaking, she obviously felt the person in her arms stiffen, and then hugged her even tighter, "It's not fair."

"If you want to be fair, you still want me to like you." Yan Yu couldn't help teasing her.

"..."

The red-eyed man raised his head from her embrace, pulled his neckline and opened his mouth, and hit her collarbone.

She groaned and held back the pain. Yin Beiqing took this mouthful really hard, and soon the smell of blood could be smelled from the tip of his nose. She swallowed face down.

Yan Yu's upper body leaned against the head of the bed, with a smile on her face, and a warning look in her eyes.

The smile on the corner of Yin Beiqing's mouth was even more wanton, she just wanted to see cracks in the gentle mask of the person in front of her.

She knows too well that the more she treats a stranger, Yan Yu, the more polite and soft her attitude is, she also wants to see how this person loses his emotional control occasionally.

She reached out to hug Yan Yu, bit Yan Yu's lower lip, and shared the slightly sweet blood in her mouth with her.

Yan Yu raised her head and let her do it halfway, responding very coldly, before all the air was taken away, she stretched out her hand to push the person away.

Steady her panting breath, she settled her voice, "You need to change this habit, you can't hurt me all over every time."

"It's not a wound, it's a mark." Yin Beiqing put his hands on the bed and leaned towards her ear, "You only look good if you have marks on your body."

"..." Yan Yu suppressed the heat on his cheeks, "It will hurt."

"I'll be light."

"No matter how light you are." Sensing that the person started to move again, Yan Yu simply grabbed her hand and pushed her back.

She only wanted to stop Yin Beiqing from flirting with her, but when the man lay down there, he opened his lips and said with a smile, "Then you can do the same to me."

After finishing speaking, she stretched her neck to make room for Yan Yu to play.

Originally, Yan Yu was not interested in the childish game of back and forth, but when she lowered her eyes to see the slender neck, a sharp noise suddenly came from her ears, and then her senses seemed to be amplified. Through the thin skin, one can even see the beating pulse underneath, and hear Yin Beiqing's beating heartbeat, beating again and again, like some kind of signal attracting her to approach.

She bent down close to her by accident, and slowly opened her mouth to expose the tip of her teeth. The tip of her tongue touched the soft and elastic skin, and she felt the temperature of her blood in advance, and her head was a little swollen. Bite down in a controlled manner.

The sound of skin and flesh being ripped apart sounded particularly crisp at this moment, but she still didn't stop, her teeth clenched tightly as if she wanted to tear off a piece of flesh from this shoulder.

"Restart Tushi Monument... Restart Tushi Monument..."

Don't-stop-no!

At that moment, Yan Yu felt as if she was divided into two halves, one half lost control and was doing terrible things, and the other half was shouting hysterically in her brain.

She heard Yin Beiqing's breathing began to speed up, as if her body trembled slightly because of patience, but instead of pushing herself away, she slowly hugged her back, expressing trust with all her heart.

Yan Yu felt sore because of her soft heart, and at the same time felt terrified because she couldn't control herself. She pinched Yin Beiqing's wrist gradually, and finally at a certain point, she saved her rationality.

After leaving behind, she really realized what she had done just now. Yin Beiqing's entire shoulder was covered with blood, and there were bruises on her restrained wrist.

Her entire chin was also soaked, and the sticky and wet touch was very uncomfortable on the skin, and blood dripped down her neck. She touched her face in a daze, and the shocking redness made her eyes twitch. It was hard to hide the panic and shock.

But Yin Beiqing didn't know what Yan Yu went through just now, and thought she was just angry, and she even showed a happy expression of taking advantage of herself, even though she was the one who was hurt.

She wished to see the same madness as herself from Yan Yu's face, if it was caused by herself, it would only make her more excited.

Yan Yu put aside the voice in his head, concealed the uneasiness in his heart, and applied imperial magic to stop Yin Beiqing's bleeding.

Yin Beiqing saw that she had returned to a serious look, and thought she was frightened by her loss of control.

Feeling that she had gone too far, she hugged her and admitted her mistake, "Don't be afraid, it's because I didn't stop in time, it doesn't hurt."

Listening to her clumsy comfort, the tip of Yan Yu's nose became sore.

She held back the tears in her eyes, held Yin Beiqing's face with both hands, stared into her eyes and said seriously, "Qing'er, let's get married."

This time, she will never repeat the same mistakes, and she will never let the outside world separate them again.

Yin Beiqing didn't expect that Yan Yu would take the initiative to say this, and while he was stunned, the surprise in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Well, we're married."