My Wife Why is She So Cute

Sheng Wang has been a little abnormal since she came back from the dream. She not only bought a cabinet of blue shirts, but also called Hua Bairou to "actively" study.

"I have a doubt, and I need you to answer it for me."

Hua Bairou bowed her body, respectfully: "Please speak, Holy King."

She, the vampire teacher, was very pleased. In the past, she had always chased after the Holy King to instill knowledge, and he always made small mistakes. Now, this "student" finally has the initiative.

Yan Chuyu turned over the pages of a thick book "Anthropology" written by a vampire, and pointed to it: "It says that if you suddenly feel a lump in your heart, flustered and uncomfortable, it may be a heart attack."

Hua Bairou nodded, "Yes, isn't it, this is their weakness."

Human beings are so fragile, even a small disease will kill them, but why does the Holy King ask this?

Yan Chuyu frowned: "But just now in the dream, when I heard Song Nianying tell me that everyone is taking advantage of her, I suddenly felt this way in my heart."

Hua Bairou: ...

Yan Chuyu's eyes changed, "Do you think I'm weak?"

The aura of contempt for the world that belonged to the king came out again, and Hua Bairou shook her head, "No, no, holy king, if it's not a heart problem, then you may be because of an emotion."

In this day and age, it is too difficult to be a teacher. If you are not careful, you will be poached by students.

"What emotion?"

"Distressed."

…

-- Distressed.

This was the first time the Holy King had tasted human emotions since he entered the world, and it was given to her by Song Nianying.

Yan Chuyu touched his ears with his hands again, and smiled intoxicatedly.

The appearance of this "girl Huaichun" made Hua Bairou startled, and she asked tentatively: "There are two days left before the cohabitation and trial marriage. Does the Holy King have any arrangements for this free time?"

No one in society would jump into the trap in her words.

But it was the holy king whose eyes were as pure as the sea, "Since she doesn't like human gold, silver and treasures, I want to go see her and give her a book of romance that girls will love."

Hua Bairou: ...

I just saw it in this dream, and now I want to see it again? Has it begun to feel like three autumns apart?

Zuo Die found that Sister Hua was a little absent-minded early in the morning. Although she was young, she probably knew that her sister was worried about the matter of the Holy King and his fiancée. She pulled Hua Bairou's skirt and whispered: "Sister Hua, I I really want to go see Song Nianying."

She wanted to know what kind of fairy character the other party was that could make the Holy King so obsessed.

Hua Bairou was upset, and refused immediately: "I will see you later, you practice your abilities here today, and I want to go out with the Holy King."

"I want to go too!"

"No, the sun is too big, you can't resist it."

…

The Holy King went out very early. The sun is very strong today, and vampires generally avoid going out.

Although with the development and progress of science and technology, the ability of vampires to resist the sun has increased a lot, the skin care products they invented are also very good at resisting ultraviolet rays, which can protect the exposed skin, and they don't have to stand in the sun like their ancestors. Being roasted and devoured, but after all, it is because of the nature of liking yin and not liking yang, it is better for the sun to go out less.

Hua Bairou was worried, and secretly followed behind the Holy King.

Yan Chuyu was wearing black trousers and a blue shirt, her wrists were slightly rolled up, the buttons were still tightly fastened, she was wearing black sunglasses, and her hair was loose. The legs look like supermodels from a distance, and there is no way to keep a low profile.

Her destination was very clear, she went straight to a studio very close to Song Nianying's home.

Yan Chuyu knew that Song Nianying, in addition to having a false name as a deputy general manager in the family pharmaceutical factory, opened a studio of her own, specializing in teaching children to draw. The number of people is not large, not for money, she just likes children The simplicity and freedom of painting.

Early in the morning, she took the children to the park to collect scenery and paint scenery. Some children passing by were attracted by it, and looked at her painting with wide eyes in amazement, "Auntie, are you painting Chang'e?"

Song Nianying's drawing board is like a beautiful scene of a fairy carrying the moon.

I don't know what's wrong.

Ever since she woke up last night, she has always had this picture in her mind.

A noble woman in a blue smoothie robe just sat on the foot of the moon, looking at her with a smile.

There are stars and seas in her eyes, making people intoxicated.

Song Nianying bent over, pinched the kid's face, and said with a smile, "What's your name, aunt? My sister."

"Woooooooo, it's my aunt who pinched me."

The child ran away crying.

Song Nianying: ...

Her attire has always been free and unrestrained, with a gray cropped shirt, jeans, casual buns, delicate light makeup, and a sense of innocence like a girl next door.

Either pure or charming, she can control them perfectly.

Yan Chuyu stared at Song Nianying from a distance.

Hua Bairou hid behind the tree, looking at her secretly like a thief, she was looking at her seriously, when a dusty moth fell on her head, it was Zuo Die's voice: "Wow, Sister Hua, the Holy King Today is so beautiful."

Hua Bairou: ...

"Why did you come back when I didn't let you come? You can't bear this kind of day. Go back!"

"I know, so I don't have a human form, don't drive me away, good sister."

Hua Bairou couldn't stand being coquettish the most, she had no choice but to indulge Zuo Die, lowered her voice, and pouted over there: "Look, her paintings."

Zuo Die fluttered her wings and looked, "The saint kings in the paintings are so beautiful."

Hua Bairou: ...

"I don't want you to see whether the holy king in her painting is beautiful or not." Hua Bairou sighed helplessly: "I want you to see dreams that obviously shouldn't be remembered. Why can Song Nianying draw them?"

"Sure enough, a person who can be the wife of the Holy King is also a remarkable person."

"..."

"How about I fly over to observe?"

"Hey, don't—" Hua Bairou hurriedly stopped it: "You don't know how wild the Holy King's fiancee is, so be careful to slap you to death."

Zuo Die froze from fright, her wings could not fly, and she fell on Hua Bairou's shoulder all of a sudden.

Hua Bairou peeked at the Holy King, rubbed her chin and asked, "Do you think the Holy King is as surprised as we are now that Song Nianying, who is a human, can remember her dream? Is this enough to frustrate her?"

Obviously, Ms. Hua has met the Waterloo in her teaching career again.

At this moment, the Holy King was looking at Song Nianying without blinking, feeling from the bottom of his heart.

——How can life be so beautiful?

She can't get enough of it.

What setbacks are not setbacks, they don't exist at all.

After the sketching in the morning, Song Nianying shook her sore neck and packed up the drawing board with the children to go back to rest. Hua Bairou was relieved and felt that she and Zuo Die could also go back to have fun, when Song Nianying and the children had a conversation.

——Teacher, it’s really boring to draw flowers and grass every day. When can we draw snow?

——Yes, yes, when will it snow, I really want to build a snowman and have a snowball fight, what about you, teacher?

Song Nianying's rare good temper was given to the children, "Teacher also likes snowball fights, and I look forward to it just like you."

Zuo Die could clearly feel Hua Bairou's body froze.

Hua Bairou: ...

OH——NO!

Just when Zuo Die didn't understand what was going on, she saw the slender fingertips of the Holy King not far away lightly twitching, the sky that was still clear just now suddenly turned overcast, and dark clouds squeezed from the north Come, gaining momentum.

People around were surprised and commented, "What's going on? Why is it suddenly cloudy? Is it going to rain again?"

An experienced old man wrapped his clothes and waved his hands: "It's not raining, I'm afraid it's going to snow."

…

It's been half a month here with such cloudy and cloudy days, and everyone has gotten used to it, and ran home one after another.

Song Nianying hurriedly packed her things in fear that the children would catch a cold, Yan Chuyu kept following her with a faint smile in her eyes.

How could she let the wind and snow wet her skirt.

Zuo Die is quite beautiful: "I will be back to my human body in a while."

Teacher Hua's thoughts were no longer on her, "The Holy King is not in compliance with the rules."

How can it suddenly snow on a sunny day?

She just sighed casually, but she didn't expect to provoke a cold voice in her ears.

――I am the rule.

Hua Bairou was so frightened that her whole body became stiff. She thought she was hiding very well, but she didn't know that she had been discovered by the Holy King long ago. The child Zuo Die was even more pitiful, and she was directly crushed by the scared wings.

On the other side of the studio, the children were already fully dressed, and they went out happily under the leadership of Song Nianying.

Although the snow fell suddenly, it was kind to everyone, especially He Song Nianying.

On the way back, the wind and frost were not so severe. When they arrived at the studio, the snowflakes on the clothes disappeared with a flick, but after closing the door for a while, the wind howled, and the snow fell from the sky with goose feathers, quickly turning the world into a plain. Bai, Song Nianying originally thought that the snow was so heavy that he might not be able to get out, but in just half an hour, the snow was so small that it could almost be ignored.

So, the laughter, the sound of the wind, and the snowflakes floated on the ground eloquently.

Song Nianying looked at the children whose faces were flushed from the cold, and couldn't help showing a smile. When the snowball hit her, a little girl wearing a bunny hat stuck out her tongue at her: "Teacher, come and catch me!" !"

Song Nianying raised her peach blossom eyes, took a step forward with her long legs, and ran out holding the snowball. The opponent was a child after all, and she couldn't use her strength, so she didn't enjoy the fight very much.

The children were having fun, and Song Nianying caught a glimpse of ice blue hidden behind the tree from the corner of his eye.

She rubbed her eyes with one hand, thinking it was dizziness.

Seeing that the man was about to leave quickly, Song Nianying threw a snowball onto Yan Chuyu's back with a "slap": "Why is it you? What a coincidence!"

Zuo Die was a little nervous, "What to do, the Holy King has also been discovered!"

Hua Bairou looked at her helplessly: "Silly boy, if our Holy King hadn't thought about it himself, who would have found her?"

Song Nianying seemed to be afraid that Yan Chuyu would run away, so she quickened her pace, and she breathed white air, full of surprise: "It's really you? Why is there so little snow in such a big snow?"

Yan Chuyu felt that her heartbeat seemed to be different from usual. After being puzzled for a moment, she turned around and looked at Song Nianying, and said lightly, "What a coincidence."

Song Nianying saw that she was only wearing a thin blue shirt, so she didn't even have time to greet her, "Are you out to see the snow? Why are you wearing so little? Do you want to go in and I'll get you a coat? I work The room is behind here."

She'll freeze like this.

Song Nianying had just had a big fight with the children, her cheeks were pink, and the smell of blood was seeping through her fair skin, Yan Chuyu's itch was tickled again, she turned her head abruptly: "I don't want clothes."

Song Nianying: ...

"I want your hat and scarf."

Song Nianying was stunned, she hesitated for a moment, took off her pink scarf and rabbit white plush hat, Yan Chuyu took it, she smelled the mint aroma on it, and happily put it on for herself.

-- don't wear anything else, that way she won't see the blue shirt.

Blue shirt, black trousers, pink scarf, fluffy white hat, and a face as delicate as an ice sculpture made the Holy King look back very often.

Song Nianying also looked at her directly, a beauty is a capricious capital, she is dressed in a nondescript manner, but on her body is like a restrained and cute rabbit, so cute that people want to rua~

"Want to have a snowball fight?"

Song Nianying looked at Yan Chuyu with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a smile.

No, as a holy king, playing a snowball fight with a human would be embarrassing if other vampires saw it.

But she couldn't refuse Song Nianying's eyes, so Yan Chuyu slightly turned her hands behind her back, Hua Bairou and Zuo Die who were peeking in the snowdrift were suddenly frozen.

Two: ...

That way there is no shame.

Yan Chuyu nodded, "Okay."

She hasn't had a snowball fight yet.

She thought for a while and said seriously: "I will let you."

What?

Song Nianying was not happy with what she said, she raised her eyebrows, "I don't need you to let me, it just so happens that snowball fights with the children are not fun, the two of us have played tricks, I didn't brag, my skills are invincible in the world, bet? Whoever loses is the puppy."

Yan Chuyu shook his head, "This is not a good bet, change to another one."

If Song Nianying is a dog, then she is not Mrs. Dog.

Song Nianying thought for a while: "Whoever loses will be invited to dinner."

"it is good."

…

Soon, with the sound of children booing nearby, each snowball drew graceful arcs in the air.

Watching two long-haired beauties having a snowball fight is really eye-catching, and even the two frozen vampires can't help but communicate with each other.

Zuo Die: The picture is so beautiful, they are so well matched.

Hua Bairou: It's so romantic.

Five minutes later.

The war began to heat up.

The children in the snowball fight on the playground forgot to boo, and stood there dumbfounded watching Teacher Song and a beautiful sister throwing snowballs at each other "seriously".

Song Nianying, who had always been a victorious general, now also met her opponent. She was covered in snow, and she gritted her teeth with a ferocious face after being beaten.

And the snowballs in the distance flew out like bullets, hitting her with precision.

With one hand behind his back, Yan Chuyu strolled leisurely in the courtyard, with a snowball in the other hand, hitting the snowball perfectly.

Hua Bairou: ...

Zuo Die: ...

This is the romance that the Holy King gives to others.

――Are you having a snowball fight? Take medical insurance.