MTL - My Wife Why is She So Cute-Chapter 13

Is there any action in this world that can destroy everything in a second?

If there is, it must be the Malaysian party in front of you.

When she entered the hotel, Song Ma's face was full of embarrassment, Xiao Guxue's face was livid, she didn't wear the sable anymore, she just threw it aside, the hand holding the teacup almost crushed it.

Not to mention how embarrassing she was just now, her high heels were broken, her hairstyle was messed up, her skirt was dirty, she was lying on the ground in a zigzag shape, and she didn't get up for a long time.

The most embarrassing thing for her was that she actually saw the smile she was trying to restrain in Song Nianying's eyes.

"Xue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Nian stared at his daughter, Xiao Guxue frowned impatiently, and waved his hands: "It's okay."

Song Ma smiled awkwardly. Song Nianying was in a good mood. She swiped her phone, checked the time, and couldn't help thinking.

In 28 hours, her fiancée was coming to the house.

come to her house.

their home.

"Come on, Nianying, drink some tea first, I know you like Tieguanyin, this is brewed for you by uncle himself."

Xiao Nian wore a neat suit, combed his hair meticulously, and wore a million-level Rolex on his wrist, exuding the smell of "money" all over his body.

When Song Nianying met him before, he was not so "kind". At that time, Dad Song's pharmaceutical factory was not well managed, involving false propaganda, and was investigated by the higher authorities. There was no way to brazenly ask his old friend for help. He was so tall Sitting on the sofa angrily, frowning and accusing: "You too, Lao Song, you come to me for such a thing, don't you have a standard? Forgive me for being powerless."

Song Nianying raised her eyebrows, didn't even touch the cup, and smiled faintly: "Uncle Xiao, you are welcome. I just drank coffee when I came here, and I am suffering from insomnia. I can skip the tea."

The smile on Xiao Nian's face froze, a trace of sullenness flashed through his eyes very quickly, Xiao Guxue glanced at his father, took a sip of tea: "Dad, you too, what kind of tea do you ask someone to drink at night? Eat first. Bar."

Xiao Nian nodded, nodded with a smile: "I was negligent, come, eat first."

Eight dishes and one soup, each of which he ordered after asking Dad Song to take care of Song Nianying's appetite, each dish was exquisite and carefully presented.

Song Nianying barely lifted her chopsticks, drank some crab noodle soup perfunctorily, and listened to the chatting between several people there.

"This time, our Xue'er was able to recover so quickly, thanks to the medicine Nianying found."

Xiao Nian, who had drunk half a catty of wine, was a little overjoyed, his tie loosened a little, and he leaned back, staring at Song Nianying without blinking.

Xiao Guxue also raised her wine glass, "Nianying, thank you, I don't even know how to repay this kindness."

Song Nianying smiled faintly, she raised her glass and took a sip without saying a word.

She was like a mute at the wine table, almost speechless, and even her smile was extremely shallow.

Xiao Guxue's gaze fell on her from time to time. Although she was not very familiar with her, she had heard about Song Nianying. She knew that this sister had an unusual personality. Although she always had a smile on her face, she was a There are no friends who get close, and they keep a slight distance from everyone, but Xiao Guxue once saw her smiling like flowers with the children in her make-up class. She looks like a very feminine The charming, when looking at people, the little light in the eyes is especially easy to make the other person get lost.

"Don't worry, Lao Song, because Nianying saved our daughter, I will definitely say hello to Ruxi's school in advance."

Xiao Nian patted Papa Song's shoulder, Papa Song nodded, looked at Mama Song excitedly, and they toasted to Xiao Nian together.

Xiao Nian has brains, wrists and connections. He is like Dad Song who doesn’t know how to play tricks when he has some money. It is squandering and gambling. The gambling is completely different. Under his management, Xiao’s business is flourishing, and now it is One of the best leaders in the industry.

"Nianying, I heard that you are getting engaged."

Xiao Nian shook his head with emotion, and his eyes drifted towards his daughter: "Actually, before, uncle felt very close when he looked at you, and even joked with your father. Maybe the two families can get closer, but you also I know, your sister's health is really not good all the time, these years, my uncle has devoted all his energy to her body, and now, although the illness is cured, it has been delayed a lot."

His "delay" was very directional, and Song Nianying almost laughed when he heard it, so with the ability of the Xiao family, can he fall in love with her family?

Other people's families are more expensive than their mothers, but their Song family is sought after by many people because of her.

Ah.

Ridiculous and ironic.

Xiao Guxue gently shook the goblet in her hand, "Dad, you're out, what's an engagement? In our day and age, people get married and get divorced right away."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Song Nianying with a half-smile, "Nianying, have you met your fiancée? I've never heard of her before. Recently I found out about you and asked someone about it. They said that she once appeared It’s a pity to have a car accident.”

Song Nianying was delighted when she heard it. She picked up a tissue and casually wiped her used cups and bowls.

As soon as these words came out, the three old men stared at her, Xiao Guxue's eyelids twitched, and the smile on his face became unnatural.

Song Nianying wiped her mouth, and her peach blossom eyes were full of smiles: "If Uncle Xiao is interested in me, if you want to pry the wall from Yan's house, you can go directly to talk to Mr. Yan." She turned her eyes and looked at Xiao Gu Xue: "I'm also like what my sister said. I'm out. Once I'm engaged, I want to rush to get married. I want to stick to it."

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Song Nianying got up. She squeezed her bag and smiled gracefully: "That's it, Uncle Xiao, if you have any business cooperation, such as opening a pharmaceutical factory together, you can go with my dad." Tan, I’m a little girl who doesn’t understand these things. You don’t have to invite me out to dinner all the time to express your gratitude. Although my medicine saved sister Xue’er, didn’t you also help Ruxi? It’s even, I This person doesn't like trouble by nature, if you really want to keep thinking about thanking him, then don't ask me to come out for dinner, thank you."

She smiled very beautifully, turned around neatly, her long skirt drew an elegant arc, and left without looking back, leaving only a table of people looking at each other.

Xiao Nian attended such a big event tonight, and he really wanted to talk about cooperation with Song's father, but he didn't expect that Song Nianying cut it off right after the beginning.

He looked at Papa Song with dissatisfaction, and Papa Song touched his nose in embarrassment, "My daughter just has this temper, brother, don't be as knowledgeable as her." After finishing speaking, he gave his wife a look, and Mama Song He quickly stood up and chased him out.

Xiao Guxue sat in her seat without moving, her eyes fell on Song Nianying's used bowls and chopsticks, she was silent for a moment, her lips pursed into a line in displeasure.

It's still the waning moon.

Song Nianying was in a bad mood, she knew Song Ma would follow behind, walking very fast.

Song's mother almost trotted to catch up with her, and grabbed Song Nianying's arm: "Ying'er, why are you losing your temper again? Look at what happened. Mom knows that you have been tired recently and don't want to attend this event. Such an occasion, but this matter is about your own sister, your father and I are getting old, you—”

Song Nianying looked at her coldly, "Ruxi is my own sister, what about me? What am I?"

Song's mother froze, "You, Ying'er...how can you talk to mother like this? Of course you are parents' precious daughter."

"Oh, baby girl, thank you for speaking." Song Nianying shook off her hand irritably: "Don't you and Dad know what the purpose of her Xiao family is? Are you old and blind? One day, will I be satisfied if I am **** and eaten clean?!"

She is not a good-tempered person in her bones, and she is scary when she is smiling and unhappy on weekdays, not to mention her ice-cold appearance at this time.

…

Among the tall buildings not far away.

Yan Chuyu folded her arms, and looked at the two people downstairs who looked like ants downstairs with no expression on her face. A blue cold light oozes from her surroundings, and she has an aura of "don't get close to strangers" from the top to the bottom.

Hua Bairou and Zuo Die were hundreds of meters away, not daring to approach.

Yan Chuyu's lips were not as bright red as before. She watched Song Nianying drive away before turning around and calling coldly: "Hua Bairou."

A figure flashed past, Hua Bairou bowed her body, "Here!"

"I'm going to see them tomorrow."

Hua Bairou was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Holy King, do you want to think twice? Your emotions...can't control the killing intent. I'm afraid that if you see them, the two of them will die immediately. Of course, I don't dare to point fingers at the Holy King, I just suggest, I—"

Yan Chuyu looked into her eyes and asked calmly, "Do I need to think twice about killing you?"

Hua Bairou shivered and stood at attention: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away!"

*****

After returning home, Song Nianying was still the same, bought a few bottles of wine, sat on the roof, dangling her feet and watching the moonlight while the cold wind was blowing.

Beside her were scattered crushed soda cans, the wind tousled her long hair, and her eyes were filled with fragile tears.

Deceive and deceive, use and use.

Every face that is closest to her, every false smile is just a lie that **** her bone marrow.

Song Nianying stroked her disheveled long hair, opened the bag, and poured out all the tissues that had been used for dinner just now. She took out a lighter from her pocket and lit it expertly.

The blue flame ignited, and Song Nianying numbly looked at the supposedly warm but incomparably cold flame, and whispered softly, "What are you insisting on?"

What is she insisting on?

What else is there for her in this world besides cheating and lying?

It's not that she hasn't thought about ending it, but somewhere, she always feels that something is pulling her heart.

…

Another sleepy night.

With a tear trail running down the corner of her eyes, Song Nianying lay on the floor, her body curled up like a shrimp, hugging herself vigorously.

Such days are no longer a day or two. She has long been used to falling asleep drunk in the dark like this, and when the dawn comes, she raises a bright smile and walks into the crowd like no one else.

In this world, there are so many happy people, and she is not missing.

Under the dim light, Yan Chuyu bent down, and gently hugged Song Nianying who was lying on the floor, her eyes were full of pity, her steps were light, and she carefully carried her to the bed.

Hua Bairou and Zuo Die, who turned into flowers and mice, squatted outside the window and watched. This time, it was not peeping, but because without the permission of the Holy King, they could not enter the house at all, and they could not even hear the sound inside. It seems that this area was protected by a large glass cover dropped from the sky by the Holy King, without any gaps.

Today's Holy King really showed Hua Bairou what it means to become a beauty in anger.

When she saw the Holy King showing her teeth, she knew that something was wrong, so she flashed over to stop him, but could she stop the Holy King?

Her body was frozen, and she could only watch helplessly as the Holy King bit the skin of his palm with his teeth. The blue blood streaked across the snow-white skin, and fell drop by drop around the house, being quickly absorbed by the earth.

A vampire's skin is as hard as marble, which cannot be damaged by the world's benefits, but can be torn by teeth.

And every vampire's blood can be marked, but each territory can only be marked by one vampire, if other people want to challenge the invasion, erase the mark, they will smell the smell to find the marked person to slaughter, One is okay, but it can't stop the endless challengers one after another. Moreover, the blood of vampires is different from that of human beings, and the regeneration period is extremely long. During this period, they will be relatively weak. If other people take the opportunity to enter, the consequences will be disastrous. Therefore, no matter how powerful the vampire is, no matter how high the position is, it will not be easy. mark.

But the Holy King did it, her bright red eyes were full of violence and frenzy, Hua Bairou even had a feeling that if she dared to take another step forward at that moment, the Holy King would tear her to pieces.

Such a distance is a little dangerous for Yan Chuyu, the temptation of blood is mixed in the scent of body and wine, and cannot be erased, but at this time she is unwilling to stay away, Yan Chuyu gently draws Song Nianying closer messy hair.

With the movement of the Holy King, the brown gas on Song Nianying's face dissipated.

It was stale and booze, and it would give her a headache from a hangover tomorrow morning.

Song Nianying's frown did not relax because of this, Yan Chuyu looked at her, his chest was once again filled with the emotion called "distress" that Hua Bairou said.

She was still confused, still unable to help herself.

She didn't know if every vampire who woke up from sleep would have an inexplicable affection for someone like her.

Yan Chuyu accompanied her for a long time, and constructed a dream for her. The world in the dream is all made of sugar, sweet, and she swings like a little princess in it. It wasn't until Song Nianying's frowned brows relaxed that Yan Chuyu bent down and whispered in her ear, "I'm here, I won't let you do this again."

The little mouse Zuodie outside the window shed tears when she saw this scene, and the flower that Hua Bairou turned into was also moved and crumpled the petals, she couldn't help asking: "What do you think the Holy King is talking about? "

It's not the first time they have seen Yan Chuyu's ability. Such a territorial mark, even they are isolated, can't enter and can't hear it, but it doesn't delay the two of them admiring the "dominant" love of the Holy King.

Zuo Mouse sniffed, and said tearfully: "Our holy king is so domineering, he must be saying, 'Woman, from now on, I will not allow you to be hurt by anyone, let alone frown!'"

Hua Bairou tapped her mouse head: "I told you to watch less dog-blooded TV series. If you want me to tell you, the Holy King must be struggling with pain in his heart now, and he sighed, 'Ma'am, why do you often frown your brows tightly? Do you know?" Frown on your brow, pain on my heart'."

"No, no, it must be - my princess, why don't you wake up, are you waiting for me to kiss you to wake you up?"

"Or maybe it's who made you so sad, let my gentleness soothe the pain in your heart."

…

When the one and the other were excited, they hugged each other and wiped each other's tears. In the room, Yan Chuyu suddenly raised his head, with a murderous look in his eyes, and said coldly in their ears: "I can hear You talk."