MTL - My Wife Why is She So Cute-Chapter 20

Song Nianying hadn't had such a good sleep for a long time. When she really opened her eyes, it was already dawn, and she never woke up for half a minute at night.

Her spirit was a little weak, because she was always harassed by things other than him at night, most of the time she couldn't see it, but Song Nianying, who had a sensitive body, could still feel the cold magnetic field, and was often awakened.

This situation has changed recently.

Since meeting Yan Chuyu that day, perhaps because she was in a good mood, she was woken up less often like this.

But I never had such a good sleep until dawn like today.

She lay on the big bed enjoying herself, let her thoughts slowly return to sobriety, and slowly opened her eyes.

"what--!!"

What caught her eyes was Yan Chuyu's magnified face, and she didn't know what was wrong, it was very close to herself, almost face to face.

Yan Chuyu was startled by Song Nianying, she turned back and looked at her in the same horror.

Song Nianying's hair stood on end, she sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and put her hand on "Bang Bang"'s chest, "What are you doing?"

Why frighten her so early in the morning?

Yan Chuyu pursed her lips, and looked at her resentfully: "I read in the book that when I wake up in the morning, I will feel very happy if I can see my wife's face."

Song Nianying: ...

Romance novels kill people.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning, following Song Nianying's scream, lightly fell into the room, spreading the floor.

She opened the curtains, stretched her waist while holding a hat, and from the corner of her eye, she saw Yan Chuyu who was next to her looking at her "bewilderedly".

Song Nianying: ...

Is she that beautiful?

With disheveled hair, hiccups and tears, she also wants to see it like this?

Yan Chuyu: "I'm cooking, you come out to eat."

really cook?

Song Nianying couldn't believe it, she dragged her slippers to take a bath, because of her habit of cleanliness, she would take a bath sooner or later, the warm water slowly slid down her body, Song Nianying thought about Yan Chuyu's cute look staring at her when she woke up, I couldn't help laughing.

Really stupid who don't know anything.

The water temperature is a bit high.

Song Nianying's chest felt faintly uncomfortable again, she took two deep breaths, and rubbed her fingers with her hands habitually.

I don't know what's wrong these few days, the jade finger always feels hot, as if inspired by something.

She was also used to enduring pain, Song Nianying calmed down for a while, took some medicine and went out, she looked at her watch, it was only seven o'clock, she didn't know what Yan Chuyu would do for her, would she secretly order takeaway?

When she walked into the living room, seeing the dishes on the table, her jaw almost dropped in shock.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, pine nut corn, Sydney elbow sticks, sesame fish balls, shredded apples…

She really didn't lie to Song Nianying, the table was full of sweet dishes.

But for breakfast... it's too rich, right?

Song Nianying's eyes never left the food on the table. She used to be very foolish when eating, and basically bought something to eat on the way to work, or she didn't eat at all.

Yan Chuyu served her a bowl of porridge, "Drink this first to nourish your stomach."

Song Nianying looked at her amusedly: "Are you going to raise me like a pig? Are you serious? What time did you start?"

Yan Chuyu's eyes were a little uncomfortable, "Eat, don't you have to go to work at eight o'clock?"

Song Nianying nodded, she was not polite, took a bowl and sat down to take a sip of porridge.

Well, the porridge was well cooked, with a moderate concentration. She picked up the chopsticks and picked up other dishes, all of which were good, not like a novice.

"Are you tired? Don't make so much next time, just eat something simple."

Yan Chuyu looked at her, shook her head, with a gentle smile in her eyes. In the past, the nights were long, and it was boring and boring for her. Many times, she couldn't do anything, even Sitting in a daze without reading a book.

Time is precious to human beings, but to her, it is dispensable.

She woke up with no memory, and no one dared to arrange what to do for her. The world was boring and meaningless to her.

But now, because of Song Nianying, she also has hope.

She has already told Zuo Die that she will practice Sichuan cuisine at night, besides sweet ones, Song Nianying's favorite food is spicy.

Zuo Die had already gone to her sister's place to file a complaint with her belly full in the morning, and the whining mouse kept crying, "Sister Hua, help me, I don't want to repay the kindness of the Holy King to me by dying, it's too suffocating bent."

Hua Bairou: ...

After eating in the morning, Song Nianying took the initiative to wash the dishes. After all, they cooked, so she couldn't be too lazy. While cleaning the dishes, she said to Yan Chuyu, "What's your phone number? I'm going to the studio this morning, and I said I'm here I got a new teacher, I have to see how he is, maybe there will be a group building at night, I don’t know when I will come back.”

Yan Chuyu blinked after listening, "I don't have a cell phone."

She kept staring at Song Nianying, remembering what she had read in a book.

——The happiest thing for the couple is when the other party hugs her from behind while washing the dishes.

She wanted to hug too, but didn't dare.

Song Nianying: ...

There were many times when she really wanted to ask Yan Chuyu if she was from this era.

Will modern people not have mobile phones? Even if your head is injured, you can't use your phone.

"It's inconvenient not to have a mobile phone. Let's get one in a while." Song Nianying was apologetic for not being able to accompany her on the first day. Body, is it really that attractive?"

Even the vampire family has many vampires immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

She even heard from Hua Bairou that there was a vampire in the Ten Thousand Flowers Department, who took off her clothes and turned into various flowers through live streaming.

Song Nianying nodded when she saw her laughing like this: "That's natural, haven't you read a lot of poetry and books? What is the most beautiful thing in life recorded in the book?"

She looked at Yan Chuyu with piercing eyes, Yan Chuyu thought about it seriously, and gave a textbook answer: "Get promoted, get rich, and kill your wife."

Song Nianying: ...

If she hadn't stood firm, the bowl in her hand would have been thrown out.

Ouch, her fiancée is really the cutest cutie in the world.

Song Nianying: "Hey, what you said is heresy. Modern people say that mobile phones are more important than lovers, and you can't leave for a second. You can read more in the future. It's all-encompassing. You can answer any doubts you have."

…

She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking, Yan Chuyu looked at Song Nianying, she now had doubts and wanted to answer: "Then how many mobile phones do you have?"

Song Nianying: ...

On the first morning of the trial marriage, Song Nianying started with shock and ended speechless.

Song Nianying originally wanted to drive to work by herself, but Yan Chuyu called Zuo Die long ago. She always felt that her fiancée was not in good health and needed to adjust, so she tried not to let her do anything.

It was not the first time for Song Nianying to meet Zuo Die. She knew that she was Yan Chuyu's secretary. Looking at her today, she always felt like she was swollen and fatter.

Zuo Die looked at her with a half-hearted smile, "Madam, please get in the car."

While saying polite words, in her heart she had already bit off Song Nianying's head eight hundred times.

Yan Chuyu and Song Nianying stopped by and sat in the back seat together. Song Nianying wrote down her mobile phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to Yan Chuyu, "Here, when you're done, be the first to enter my number. , you can ask me anything.”

Yan Chuyu nodded. She didn't like such mind-consuming things, but after listening to Song Nianying's words, she also wanted to feel what it was like to feel more important than a lover.

The two were chatting casually, and the eight o'clock time chime came from the car radio.

——Drip~drip~drip~drip~doo——8:00 Beijing time.

At that moment, Zuo Die, who was sitting in the front row, froze and looked up at the mirror in shock, then at the back seat.

There was a dangerous smell in the air, and the smell of blood filled the entire carriage, easily driving away the mint aroma from Song Nianying's body.

Yan Chuyu's heart seemed to be strangled by something, a strong desire surged up her chest, and she grabbed the car door with her hand.

Song Nianying was still talking to her, but she couldn't hear clearly, her ears were rumbling like they had lost their effectiveness, all she could see was her slender, snow-white neck, her eyes automatically turned on the see-through function, she could clearly see Song Nianying Under her skin, the warm blood, under her bones, the sweet flesh.

Song Nianying saw Yan Chuyu's face suddenly turned pale and bit her lip tightly, and quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

She raised her hand to touch Yan Chuyu's forehead, but she knocked it off.

As soon as he touched it, Yan Chuyu's palm was so icy, as if it was a piece of ice, and Song Nianying's goosebumps came up, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

--Do not touch me.

Yan Chuyu huddled into a ball, clutching his chest tightly with one hand, and quickly pressed the window with the other to let in fresh air from outside.

Zuo Die came to her senses, and she quickly closed all four car windows in front, "Madam, President Yan may be motion sick. Why don't you get out of the car first, and I'll take her to the hospital."

Motion sickness?

Is this what people with motion sickness look like?

Song Nianying stared at Yan Chuyu worriedly, and could feel her resistance. She stopped approaching, and quickly took out a plum candy from her bag: "Eat some of this, it will relieve you."

She likes to eat sweets, so she carries all kinds of candy with her. Song Nianying would occasionally get motion sickness after a long ride in the car. It would be much better if she had plum candy in her mouth.

It's just that Yan Chuyu doesn't seem to be motion sick, but he seems to have a heart problem?

Blood…

She wants blood.

Yan Chuyu bit her lips tightly, she held the plum sugar that Song Nianying handed over in her hand, her voice was hoarse and low: "Stop."

Zuo Die stepped on the accelerator, and the horns of the cars behind them blared.

Yan Chuyu lowered her head, with sweat dripping from her forehead, she opened the car door with her hand, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Go to work first, I really should go to the hospital."

Song Nianying looked at her nervously and suspiciously: "What's the matter, why did it happen suddenly? I'll ask for leave and go with you."

"Go down."

Yan Chuyu, who had always been obedient to her words, refused coldly. She stared at Song Nianying with her dark eyes and tried her best to restrain herself. Even if her whole body exploded and she died here, she would not hurt Song Nianying.

When Yu Yan Chuyu looked at each other at that moment, a chill surged from his heart, and Song Nianying felt the fear of death.

What kind of eyes are those.

It's no longer full of gentleness, darkness, deepness, such brutality and frenzy, just like... the horrible creatures that Song Nianying saw before wanted to cramp her, gnaw her bones and lick her flesh and blood.

In the morning, they were still laughing and chatting.

Song Nianying felt her hands shaking, she shivered, and asked, "What are you...?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the head of Yan Chuyu, who was driven by desire and felt as if she was being burned by flames. She was still tightly holding the plum sugar that Song Nianying gave her, her eyes were sad and Sad, a layer of mist floated in his eyes.