My Wife Why is She So Cute

——As a faint minty fragrance permeated the air, the woman in the coffin, who had been sleeping for a hundred years, slowly opened her eyes.

The fog surrounding the crystal coffin disappeared in an instant, as if all the objects in the castle had been given life, the water in the ice pool jumped out happily out of gravity, and the crystal lamp on the ceiling shook violently, playing The clear and beautiful movement resounded, the ice castle in the wind trembled and swayed as if it were about to break away from its foundation, the wind howled, and the crystal clear blue snowflakes fell from the sky accompanied by the moonlight, like thousands of stars falling into the world.

All you can see is clear blue.

Outside the ice castle, the vampires who were hiding in the dark and waiting for the news all bowed excitedly in the blue snow, their eyes full of excitement and excitement.

——According to legend, among the vampire clan, only one ghost king emerged in thousands of years.

When a king is born, ten thousand ghosts embrace each other.

The handsome man who had been standing on the side showed a look of joy, and he couldn't help but look at Shura's face beside him.

Shura stared intently at the vampire in the crystal coffin, and as a tear slowly fell from the corner of her eye, the ball that had been hitting the crystal coffin collapsed instantly.

All the carnival returned to calm.

With one hand behind his back, Shura leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

——Holy King, you are awake.

As soon as the words fell, the aura overflowing from the jade finger pulled away from the room like lightning, and lay down in peace again.

As soon as Song Ruxi's finger touched the phone to dial 120, her sister pressed it down.

The pain was fierce and quick, and Song Nianying had already recovered most of his consciousness at this time, pretending to be safe and reluctantly said: "I...I'm fine..."

Song Ruxi was so frightened that tears filled her eyes, "Is it okay? You just... just scared me to death."

Song Nianying shook her head, and waved her hands with a pale face. She took a deep breath to calm herself down, and skillfully took out a bottle of quick-acting heart-rescuing pills from her pocket, poured out the dark yellow pills and fed them into her mouth, " It's an old problem, don't worry."

Although everything happened within seconds, the pain took so long for Song Nianying.

Ruxi's eyes were full of anxiety: "But your face is so scary, are you really okay? Let's go to the hospital."

Although angina pectoris is an old problem of my sister, and she has seen doctors countless times, but this time she was really scared.

Song Nianying still shook her head, and said calmly: "It's not that I haven't checked, and I can't find out the reason."

Her angina pectoris is an old problem, and she will have it every once in a while, especially in the past two years. She has visited many hospitals, large and small, both at home and abroad, and has seen a lot of famous doctors in the industry. She has used all kinds of equipment, diagnosis and treatment methods, and she can't even find out the reason.

Song Ruxi looked at her sister in fear, and the red light on the windshield made Song Nianying's pale face even more haggard.

Her sister is not a person who yells pain easily, such a big reaction must have reached an unbearable level.

After a few more minutes of relaxation, Song Ruxi saw that her sister's complexion had improved a lot, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder Mom and Dad want to get married for you, sister, it's time to find someone to take care of you."

Hearing the word "marriage", Song Nianying smiled at her sister, and reached out to stroke her hair habitually: "What do you know, you little brat?"

Although she was smiling, there was a trace of coldness in her eyes.

Ruxi looked at her sister cautiously: "Sister, I heard that the Yan family who is married is a big family, and she is very beautiful, she—"

"All right."

Song Nianying interrupted her younger sister, she tightened her hand holding the steering wheel, and sighed softly: "Is my sister a beautiful dog in your heart? No matter how beautiful she is, is she as good-looking as me? You are too young to understand Love."

…

Back home, Ruxi was still the same, first she stuck herself in her mother's arms and acted coquettishly, and then went into the house to rest with great discernment.

In the brightly lit living room.

Father Song and Mother Song sat on the sofa, looking at Song Nianying with a slightly apprehensive expression.

Song Nianying sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed. She habitually played with a strand of long hair with one hand, and curled her lips: "Why, marrying a daughter is a good thing, why are you all looking so sad like selling your daughter?"

The words "sell my daughter" caused a guilty conscience to flash in Mama Song's eyes, and she lowered her head. Although she has taken good care of herself over the years, she couldn't stand the sculpting of the years, and there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes. And Father Song next to him frowned, he wiped out the cigarette **** in his hand, and sighed heavily: "Father knows that this marriage is a little anxious for you, but the other party... the other party...whether it is from family status or background Said, they are all top-notch, if we can get the help of the Yan family this time, then Dad's pharmaceutical factory will be brought back to life, you and Ruxi—"

"All right."

After a while, Song Nianying's tightly frowning brows relaxed, replaced by a pair of slightly curved eyes, she stared at her father's eyes like this, and said with a smile: "Dad, my life is all yours!" My mother gave it to me, even if the other party is a street shrew, I will marry him."

She was laughing, but every word she said was as sharp as a knife.

Father Song pursed his lips, and he handed over the envelope in his hand: "This is her photo, take a look."

The orange light sprinkled from the crystal lamp into Song Nianying's eyes, like a broken lake, she took the envelope with a sneer, and opened it with disdain.

In the bedroom, Song Ruxi quietly lay on the crack of the door, peeking out at her sister's face.

Song Nianying glanced at it indifferently, her hands shook, and her body froze.

There was only one photo in the envelope, and it was a photo of the other party lying on the bed and sleeping.

The angle of taking the photo is a bit awkward, from top to bottom, such a special photo with a death angle of three chins, even entertainers in the entertainment industry can't bear it, let alone amateurs.

But that person just lay there quietly, with a tricky angle, while her appearance was quiet and peaceful.

The long black hair hangs like a waterfall on the side of her face and shoulders, making her skin white. The thick eyelashes cast a shadow under An Ran's closed eyes. The three-dimensional and pretty tip of her nose seems to be able to feel her gentleness when she sleeps. breathe.

I don't know if it's because of the photo, or this person is just like this. She was clearly asleep, but there was a layer of watery crystals on her bright red lips, which made people feel pity and want to hold her in her arms and take care of her carefully.

It's like Snow White waiting to be kissed awake in the crystal coffin, full of attraction and temptation.

Mother Song, who had been silent all this time, was afraid of offending her daughter, so she cautiously said beside her: "Her name is Yan Chuyu, she just returned from studying abroad, her parents sent someone to investigate, and there was no negative news, she has been protected by the Yan family all along. It’s very good, just saying that there was a car accident before, and I can’t remember many things clearly after waking up, but I’m recovering a little bit.”

Song Ruxi, who was eavesdropping, was shocked. Was there a car accident? Can't remember many things? Isn't that equivalent to a fool with only skin?

Song Ruxi suddenly remembered what her sister had said to her in the car.

——Is my sister just a dog in your heart? No matter how beautiful she is, is she as good-looking as me? You are too young to understand love.

Her sister who knows how to love is afraid that she will be furious.

Seeing that Song Nianying didn't speak, Song's mother just looked at the photo with straight eyes, thinking that her daughter was angry, so her voice became softer and softer: "Mom also told your father that it was just a trial marriage at first, if you don't agree, us--"

Before she finished speaking, Song Nianying suddenly raised her head, her eyes were full of sarcasm and sarcasm whenever she returned home.

Song Ma froze.

Song Nianying held the photo tightly in her hand, and she raised her voice and asked expectantly: "Where is she? When can we meet?"

Dad Song: ...

Song Ma: ...

Song Ruxi:? ? ?

As if afraid that Song Nianying would go back on his word, the date of meeting was quickly arranged for seven days later.

Song Nianying chose a coffee shop she frequented, and she arrived first, ordered a cup of coffee, and looked at her phone leisurely.

It's just that after swiping through several news in a row, she just glanced over them in a hurry. It's better to say she was absent-minded than leisurely, and swiping the phone was just to hide the urgency and excitement in her heart.

The TV news broadcasts the recent weather anomalies in many places, such as rain or snow, and even rare and abnormal aurora and meteor showers in the northern borderlands. The National Meteorological Administration has come to investigate and investigate, but has not yet found out the cause.

The customers watched the news reports and talked a lot, but Song Nianying's mind was not on it. Ever since she saw Yan Chuyu's photo that day, she had a new understanding of herself.

Before, she never thought of herself as a person who valued her looks.

But now, because of that glimpse, she hasn't slept well for the past three days, tossing and turning, she has to take out the photos to admire them from time to time, and even wants to advance the meeting time more than once.

Proper face dog.

The time was agreed upon at ten o'clock.

According to Song's father and Song's mother, the two should meet first and have a chat first. If possible, they can live together for a trial marriage first. After confirming that there is no problem, the two families want to hold a wedding within half a year.

In what age, there is still such an arranged wedding.

While thinking, Song Nianying searched for information about Yan Chuyu on the Internet.

The Yan family started out in real estate. They were the first wave of capitalists who harvested real estate leeks. Later, they moved to entertainment, games and other industries. It seems that they have the ability to predict. No matter which industry explodes, it will plug in at the best time. kick.

In Song Nianying's view, a company of this level is the same as the pharmaceutical factory opened by her father's nouveau riche. The relationship between Phoenix and Crow does not know how the two families got connected. The real purpose of the marriage is her I don't even bother to ask.

But all of this is not important to Song Nianying, she has long been used to being used, even by her biological parents.

Song Nianying was thinking about the marriage, and gently turned the jade wrench with her fingers.

This is a habit she has developed over the years. When thinking about problems, she will habitually play with the ring on her index finger.

After rubbing the surface of the jade wrench with her fingertips, Song Nianying was slightly taken aback and lowered her head.

This jade finger is like a part of her body, and she gets along with her day and night, and she knows every line and every bump on it.

After she accidentally knocked it a few days ago, she was annoyed for a long time when she saw the crack, thinking that she would find an experienced craftsman to repair it when she had time, but now, touching it...

Song Nianying raised his right hand in disbelief, and turned to the light to watch carefully.

That crack is gone!

Only hair-thin strands remained on the jade finger.

At this moment, the door of the cafe was pushed open from the outside.

The cool breath came with a strange and light fragrance, and people unconsciously turned around to look.

Pushing the door open was a very beautiful woman.

Her skin is really too white, beyond the whiteness of ordinary people, with a porcelain white light like cold marble, and the red on her lips against the background of her skin is like a fire.

A lake blue suit jacket was draped over his body, and the shirt buttons were buttoned on top one by one, abstinent and reserved.

She is tall and slender, with one hand behind her back, her head held high, her eyes fixed.

The black hair was slowly covering the ears, and the black earphones were exposed from it.

Not knowing what she heard, she frowned slightly.

The people in the coffee shop seemed to be well-trained, and followed them with unison.

"I've seen the photo of your fiancée Song Nianying. She is indeed beautiful, charming and coquettish, but you also know that the world today is different from that of you, the Holy King. They are all "photographed", and the beauty of the world can be called Wonderful disguise."

"Holy King, I still want to say something more. You must restrain your desires. Don't easily **** blood and fall into madness. There are many diseases in modern people, such as diabetes, thick blood, blood heat, and three highs... Most of them There is a strange smell in the blood, which is not nutritious and unhygienic."

"Times have changed, don't let people realize the identity of a vampire. Since various vampire movies and TV shows have become popular, we are Tang monks to people. After seeing each of us, we are eager to dedicate ourselves to reaping romantic love and have an immortal body at the same time. Be careful of touching porcelain."

"Also, the last thing I want to tell the Holy King is also the most important point, don't give your heart to human beings."

…

Yan Chuyu didn't care about the eyes of the people around her, but she had to be disturbed by the chattering voice from the earphone.

The owner of this voice is Hua Bairou.

Because he was worried that she would come to the world just after waking up from sleep, Shura arranged for his subordinate Hua Bairou to follow.

She has been in the world for a long time, no different from human beings. In her own words, as long as she has been a vampire, she has been a human. Pretending to be pretending, she doesn't even know whether she is a human or a ghost. She has always been the teacher of every noble vampire in the clan.

Hua Bairou on the earphone kept talking, and Yan Chuyu frowned, and said coldly, "How could I be tempted by humans?"

Like the ever-changing technological development of human beings, the vampire family is also making progress. Human blood is no longer just needed. After eating the holy fruit made by refining blood, they will not be too obsessed with blood.

Many vampires pursue human blood just to enjoy the thrill of hunting.

Although she woke up not long ago, vampires don't need to rest, and their learning speed and ability are very comparable to others. Even if they can't grasp all the laws of human behavior in a short time, the elders' teachings and book records during the past seven days and nights have also let Yan Chuyu know. many.

Even though she temporarily lost her memory and even forgot who she was, the noble and reserved engraved in her soul was still there.

A little human, how could she be crazy about blood? How can you give your heart?

Annoyed by Hua Bairou's noise, Yan Chuyu took off her earphones and walked to the designated seat.

"Hello."

The cold and jade-like voice fell on her ears, and Song Nianying, who was concentrating on observing the finger puller, was taken aback, and she suddenly raised her head.

Under the soft light, two pairs of different eyes looked at each other.

The music in my ears seemed to be still for an instant, and the waiter who was dragging the tray to deliver coffee to the customers, and the lady boss who was joking with the old customers at the service counter seemed to be frozen, and even the aroma of coffee in the air was frozen. At this moment the pause button was pressed.

Song Nianying stared at Yan Chuyu in a daze, but Yan Chuyu's pine-like figure swayed slightly, and she clenched her fist suddenly, and the earphone held in her hand instantly shattered into powder.