MTL - Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script-Chapter 9 YOU CAN HEAR IT

The little chubby was not afraid at all, he let her finish ravaging his own cheeks, and leaned down next to Yan Yu with his buttocks, and put her hands on his head.

Its size is much larger than that of a domestic cat. The fleshy black and white dumpling meets Yan Yu's pretty face, and it looks like a master and servant who have been peaceful for years.

But Yin Beiqing was inexplicably displeased, and itching to grab Panpan by the back of his neck and lift it up, "Stay aside."

Panpan supported the bed with his back paws and stood up, with his two front paws resting on his waist in disbelief, his originally thick and short neck disappeared when he shrugged his shoulders, "What is so fierce!"

Yin Beiqing lowered his eyelids, and as soon as his sharp eyes met it, the other party immediately gave in weakly.

"Tell me well and I will listen." It muttered in a low voice, moved its body and moved out of the way, admitting love very quickly.

Yin Beiqing twitched the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile expression.

Count this little thing as acquainted.

She raised her hand to put down the bed curtain, took off her shoes and fell asleep next to Yan Yu, leaning sideways with her hands on her forehead, her eyes lingering on her pale sleeping face.

If you say that this person is cowardly, but she dares to threaten herself with her hairpin, but if you say that she is brave, she is terribly afraid of death.

Yin Beiqing raised his right hand, staring at the scar on the palm of his hand in a daze.

She never used mudras not because she liked it, but the hand was injured too badly at the beginning, and it would hurt a little if she used more force on weekdays. When doing mudras, it would affect the release speed of the spiritual method, and she thought it was a hindrance.

One summer when she was about sixteen or seventeen years old, the only old servant who was still willing to serve her by her father hurriedly called her up in the early morning.

Although it was not yet dawn, the doorway of their house was full of flames, and another group of hyenas came for the bounty, shouting to kill her on the spot.

The old servant led her to escape from the back mountain, but he was caught up in a short time, and the leader was holding a big knife, and he couldn't wait to slash at her.

Just when Yin Beiqing closed her eyes and resigned herself to death, the old servant let out a scream and rushed forward to hug her regardless.

Beastmasters are not allowed to harm or even kill civilians by taking advantage of their physical and soul power. This is an unwritten rule in the market.

But the so-called righteous man still cut it down, and cut the old servant's rickety back with a big knife, followed by red eyes, and Yin Beiqing's nasal cavity was instantly filled with the smell of blood, which is unforgettable even now, so she That's why I hate the smell so much.

Yin Beiqing was stimulated by the death of the old servant, and her mood changed drastically. She summoned Ji Wu with her soul power and was able to fight back and save herself. However, she also lost part of her memory because of this.

She couldn't remember the servant's name, appearance, or the last words she said. She only remembered the tears in her eyes, and the rough, shriveled hands touching her cheeks trembling uncontrollably.

Yan Yu's hands are different from hers, smooth and delicate, soft as if boneless, but just now when she hugged her in the pool and looked at them with such gentle eyes, Yin Beiqing subconsciously remembered the old man who blocked the car with his arms. servant.

She hadn't felt the same warmth and feeling of being cared for for a long time.

Yin Beiqing slowly bent her knees and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. Her body temperature was very hot, but this kind of warmth was not what she wanted.

So she took Yan Yu's hands, put one on her shoulder and the other on her waist, trying to imitate her hugging posture before, but after playing for a long time, it became more and more awkward.

She frowned impatiently, and simply stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around the waist of the other party's grip, and pulled him into her arms.

Yan Yu's breathing was very soft, as if it was about to turn into a puff of smoke and disperse. Her lips were as white as paper, but her cheeks were flushed unnaturally, and her slender eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably, but this was Proof that she is alive.

Yin Beiqing clenched her wrist tightly, feeling the pulse that was still beating tenaciously.

"Little goddess, wake up."

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Different from the last coma, Yan Yu had a very long dream this time. She dreamed of her sister whom she hadn't seen for a long time, who she thought was the most perfect role model.

The screen flickered, when it was her college time, her sister brought her boyfriend home for the first time, he was polite and handsome, standing with her excellent sister was like a golden girl.

He and his sister have been classmates for many years, and they know each other well. After their parents nodded, they soon got married and had children, but what they thought would be a warm and happy family drama ended abruptly.

The child was just one month old, and the elder sister carried her back to her natal home.

The elder sister in front of Yan Yu was extremely calm, she took out a dozen photos, which were intimate photos of her husband and another white and thin man.

It turned out that he didn't like sister Yan Yu from the very beginning, but he just acted that way because he didn't want the family name to be passed down to his own generation.

Fortunately, her elder sister was calm enough to collect all the evidence in silence and successfully obtained custody of the child in court. Yan Yu and her parents were also confused by her strong appearance and almost ignored her psychological problems.

The one who hurt her was not a stranger, but a close relative she thought knew each other well. She began to torture herself until her family found out that she was forcibly sent to a mental hospital.

This is also the reason why Yan Yu has such a disgust for this book. She saw the shadow of her sister in Yin Beiqing and the female supporting roles, the appearance of an innocent and outstanding woman who was squeezed out of her value by the male lead and then ruthlessly abandoned.

Xu Shi Yan Yu's mood fluctuated, and the picture in front of her suddenly began to flash rapidly. Through the heavy shadows, she saw her sister with disheveled hair raised a sharp knife and stabbed her arm continuously.

With the knife in hand, Yan Yu yelled out in fear at the moment before it pierced into the skin, "Don't! Don't—"

Yin Beiqing, who was lying on the side, heard the hoarse dream talking in his ears, trembled and opened his eyes, only to realize that he had fallen asleep at some point.

Just as he was about to test the temperature of Yan Yu's forehead with the back of his hand, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Moist eyes met Yin Beiqing's eyes for a moment. Even when facing death threats, she had never seen such soft and fragile eyes on Yan Yu's face, like a helpless child, looking for Parents rely on.

The next moment, Yan Yu's soft body hugged her up, trembling while hugging her.

"Don't die don't die don't die..."

Yin Beiqing's arms were hanging by her side, her eyes fell on a point in the sky, she didn't know what to do at this moment.

The person in her arms seemed very sad, but she couldn't do comforting things.

No one ever taught her.

"you…"

Depend on?

Hearing Yin Beiqing's voice, Yan Yu finally regained consciousness.

Is she crazy! What is she doing!

Before Yin Beiqing finished speaking, she saw that the woman in her arms had wiped away her tears extremely calmly, and had an expression on her face that she was going to pretend that nothing happened just now.

"Show me your arm." She still spoke with a nasal voice, but her tone was deep and serious.

"What are you looking at?" Yin Beiqing felt that her temper was simply too good. In the past, whoever dared to talk to her like this would have been dismantled into the belly of a wolf.

"Forget it, I'll see for myself." Yan Yu pulled her arm and opened the sleeves.

Because of Panpan's imperial technique, Yin Beiqing's soul power recovered quickly, so her self-healing ability also improved. The wound on her arm caused by the loss of willpower before has almost healed, leaving only the superficial wound. pink flesh.

"It's okay." She breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Yan Yu didn't know what he was worried about. The woman in front of him was obviously the heroine Yin Beiqing who was so powerful that even three super beast masters combined could not beat her after being blackened.

The corners of Yin Beiqing's mouth raised involuntarily, "So worried about me?"

Yan Yu nodded, "I'm quite worried about you."

Yin Beiqing was about to say something more when she heard her talk again.

"After all, when I was in a coma, the owner of the valley gave me the medicine himself, so I'm reciprocating courtesy."

It may be the awakening of the beast soul. Yan Yu found that her spiritual consciousness was much richer than before. When she was in a coma, although she couldn't say that she couldn't move, she could still hear the movements and sounds from the outside world.

The smile on Yin Beiqing's face disappeared in an instant, and he felt uneasy about shooting himself in the foot with a stone.

"Isn't it because you're afraid that if you die, you won't have anything to play with?" She leaned closer to Yan Yu's face, and met her with dark and deep silver eyes, "Little Goddess, your happy life has just begun."

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