MTL - My Wife Why is She So Cute-Chapter 3

At the moment when the four eyes looked at each other, Song Nianying seemed to see the scarlet that rolled up but quickly disappeared in Yan Chuyu's warm eyes.

Dazed for a moment, a strong sense of grievance poured into her chest and quickly rushed to her heart, which nearly shed tears from her eyes.

This emotion was too inexplicable and too turbulent.

Fortunately, Song Nianying is best at hiding her emotions, but she lowered her head slightly, and when she raised her head again, her usual smile appeared in her eyes.

What the **** is wrong with her?

It's not just her who is abnormal.

Maybe it was because she was shy in front of her fiancée or something, Song Nianying could clearly feel that Yan Chuyu was nervous, her waist was very straight, and her whole body was in a tense state, she bit down like she was forbearance. He bit his lip, took a deep breath, and then opened the seat and sat down.

Just now, an impulse surged in her bones, like an electric current rushed to her limbs and bones, making Yan Chuyu couldn't help but want to rush forward.

Grab her, shackle her, bite her, ravage her...

The sweet liquid gushing from Song Nianying's blood vessels is the deadliest primitive temptation of the vampire family.

All the cells in my body were burning, restless, and clamoring.

Yan Chuyu let go of his clenched fist, and the powder in the earphones dispersed with the wind.

Everyone's blood has its own taste.

Not long after Yan Chuyu entered the world, she also smelled various smells. It was a smell that could not be covered by any brand of perfume. There were not many pleasant smells, such as floral, grassy, ​​fruity... the ones that made her feel most comfortable Nothing is better than the breath of a newborn baby, which is a sweet milky scent, very light but pure, and most people have a fishy smell similar to salted fish, as well as a heavy sweaty smell , and the indigestible stench of animal flesh rotting in the stomach.

But Song Nianying is different, her blood...has a mint flavor.

The mint seems to come from the purest deep sea, with a hint of coolness and comfort.

It tastes like this, it's refreshing, but to Yan Chuyu, it's a fatal temptation. She feels that her body is almost about to explode because of its temptation.

Outside the coffee shop, for some reason, the sun was shining brightly just now, and suddenly a few gloomy black clouds gathered, and the same depressing electric light was hidden in the clouds.

The proprietress, who was chatting with an acquaintance, stretched her waist, her eyes full of disbelief: "Didn't the weather forecast say it was sunny today? What's going on, it's going to rain."

The waiter next to him was surprised: "It seems that there was still the sun just now."

…

When Song Nianying looked at Yan Chuyu from top to bottom, feeling that it was no wonder she was called a vampire on earth by her sister, she was such a stunner, but she didn't know that his eyes had already fallen on her slender and white neck, and she refused to leave for a long time.

She really wanted to sink her teeth into it, bite into it, taste the sweetness of blood, and relieve the dryness and heat in her body.

Song Nianying tilted her head and asked with a smile, "Are you Yan Chuyu?"

One sentence pulled Yan Chuyu's bloodthirsty and cruel heart back to the world. She picked up the glass on the table and took a sip of water restrainedly.

There was a charming smile on Song Nianying's mouth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at her.

Excited just now, Yan Chuyu directly scrapped the earphones. Without the off-site rescue, she calmed down and remembered what Hua Bairou said before.

——She is your fiancee in name.

Most women will be shy and reserved when they meet their fiancée and don't know how to speak. At this time, you must firmly hold the initiative.

Hold the initiative firmly...

How should I speak?

If you want to come up, tell her, will you be the head of the family when you get married?

Or should I tell her that if she wants to be her fiancée, she must abide by the rules?

Or tell her, if you want to avoid being twisted, don't smile at yourself so charmingly, lean back, and don't get too close?

…

Song Nianying played with a strand of hair with her hand, taking a panoramic view of her nervousness and entanglement.

"Ah."

With a soft laugh, teasing and ridiculing without concealment, Yan Chuyu's eyes suddenly fell on Song Nianying.

She is the king of ghosts.

Although no memory.

But after waking up, which subordinates didn't respect her and obeyed her orders, even some vampires trembled when they saw her, and they crawled on the ground and dared not get up.

But now, this human dared to laugh at her?

The human woman didn't just laugh at her.

There are more excessive.

Song Nianying leaned forward with her upper body slightly raised, her eyes tightly hooked on her, and she asked with a half-smile, "Are you nervous?"

…too close.

Yan Chuyu's eyes were all on Song Nianying's slender, snow-white neck that was glowing with fragrance. It was the biggest temptation for her after waking up from sleep. She even felt the hot temperature of her blood, and the forbearance in her eyes almost overflowed.

――I'm not nervous, I just want to bite your neck and twist your head off.

Seeing that she was silent, the smile on the corner of Song Nianying's mouth tended to widen, and she leaned forward a little bit, with sparkles in her eyes: "Don't be nervous, I will be your fiancee in the future, the person next to you~"

A little bit of pink climbed onto Yan Chuyu Ruyu's cheeks, she leaned back against the seat tightly, the villain in Song Nianying's heart couldn't help covering her face and cheering.

――She is so cute.

What age is it, and someone will blush because of a sentence?

Did she fall in love with herself at first sight?

Otherwise, why would he always bite his lip so forbearingly?

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the coffee shop, and the oppressive black clouds could no longer cover the heavy rain that hit the sky.

Yan Chuyu looked at the smile on the corner of Song Nianying's mouth, the smugness in her eyes, the coffee in the cup she was holding froze.

--leave me alone.

Trying his best to restrain the desire for blood in his heart, Yan Chuyu tried his best to make his voice sound natural, "Ms. Song, the meaning of the two families is that we should meet and get along first, and if we think we can get along, we can live together for a trial marriage."

As she spoke, her gaze seemed to inadvertently glance over the finger that Song Nianying was wearing between her index fingers, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Song Nianying restrained her smile, and nodded her head solemnly.

Even if she no longer smiled playfully like that, even if she sat up straight, Yan Chuyu still looked like a vixen to her, not only the smell of blood under the skin was attractive, but also the charm exuding from her whole body made her It's uncomfortable to watch.

Such a person should not get too close, or he will die under her teeth.

Yan Chuyu considered for a moment, then said cautiously: "If you think it's too fast, we can—"

Hua Bairou said that most women are sensitive and reserved. Perhaps, a trial marriage and cohabitation with Song Nianying is just as difficult for her to accept, so she can choose other ways to achieve her goal.

But Song Nianying interrupted her directly.

"No, not fast."

Song Nianying answered generously and naturally. She lowered her head and tore open two packets of syrup, poured it into the coffee, stirred it with a straw, and said relaxedly and naturally: "Just follow the original plan, try marriage first, and then get married. Of course—" She deliberately pulled With a long tone, he pointed to his own head: "I heard from my family that you had a car accident a few years ago, and you were injured here. You can't remember many things, and many people can't remember either."

Yan Chuyu: ...

She is presumptuous!

Song Nianying's eyes hooked her, and his tone was calm and solemn: "Don't worry, I'm here—"

Yan Chuyu looked at her.

What are you worried about?

Song Nianying smiled, and met her eyes: "You just feel free to do 0, and leave everything to me."

After finishing speaking, she picked up the parda handbag on the table and stood up: "That's it, see you at home in four days. Oh, by the way—" She looked at Yan Chuyu: "I heard from the old man that the new house It’s still under renovation, so I’ll wrong you to come and live with me during the trial marriage.”

…

The black clouds outside the coffee shop did not show any tendency to disperse. The torrential rain was pouring, and passers-by were avoiding the sudden rain. Only Song Nianying, holding an umbrella around her neck, walked leisurely in the rain, slender and graceful Twisting and twisting her waist, she still didn't forget to turn around and smile back at Yan Chuyu in the glass window.

And in the cafe.

Perhaps it was against the background of the rainy day, and the lights were dimmed a bit.

Yan Chuyu was like a statue, sitting coldly and motionless in her original position, while Hua Bairou sat down cautiously in a long pink dress on the opposite side of her.

She pursed her lips and secretly looked at the face of the Holy King.

Although she didn't have earphones for the conversation just now, because she was worried about the Holy King, she also saw and heard a lot when she intruded into the backstage monitor of the coffee shop.

That Song Nianying is really daring, to dare to say such humiliating words.

Not to mention a noble and reserved king, but an ordinary human being and a wealthy daughter, how can he bear the words "married" and "0" to describe him?

"Holy King... In fact, many words of modern people don't need to be taken to heart, they are mostly just for a while."

Now that things have happened, Hua Bairou can only try her best to appease the Holy King's self-esteem, "I think she is too young and doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, that's why she said that. Although the words are not pleasant, I feel that this girl is still It's quite... quite reassuring."

After all, those who want the Holy King to be 0 with peace of mind should not be underestimated.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky outside the window, and the black cloud was violently torn apart with a rumbling sound.

Hua Bairou shivered slightly following Lei Guang, her heartbeat accelerated, and transparent petals floated up around her, surrounding her protectively.

Yan Chuyu, who had been silent for a long time, blinked her eyelashes lightly, and finally set her gaze on Hua Bairou.

Hua Bairou took a deep breath and watched her speculate nervously.

What will the Holy King ask next? What will you say? Or is going to arrange for her to do something?

Because for the past hundred years, Hua Bairou had been arranged to serve King Shura, and she had long been accustomed to her strong methods, so she couldn't help feeling sorry for Song Nianying.

It's a pity that such a beautiful girl doesn't have a good mouth.

It's over now, I'm going to burp.

Just when Hua Bairou was worried, Yan Chuyu's red lips moved, she stared at her with deep eyes, and asked seriously: "What is 'doing 0'?"

Hua Bairou: ...