[Quick Transmigration] Cute and charming villains

Four years later, He Qingxi was already fourteen, and he was no longer as thin and messy as before, and had already shown the appearance of a young man.

If you just sit there quietly, you really look like a well-educated and handsome nobleman.But, unfortunately, a fool.

Except that Ning Shuyao has grown a little taller, his body and face still have a lot of flesh, and he is soft when hugged, very cute and pleasing.

After four years, the palace people have changed a lot towards him, and they fell in love with this duplicity little prince from the bottom of their hearts.

The teacher also likes his student very much. He can understand everything and can draw inferences from one example, except for one point, which is too playful.

Every time this point is mentioned, everyone is very helpless.

Every afternoon is the time for Ning Shuyao and He Qingxi to play together.It has been like this since four years ago.

As usual, Ning Shuyao came to Shuanghua Hall with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.The palace people had already understood the grinding of the ink, laid out the rice paper, and then all retreated.

Since Ning Shuyao often came here four years ago, Shuanghua Palace has been taken care of by a special person, and it has become much cleaner and tidier.

Ning Shuyao was holding the pen, and suddenly lay down on the table a little irritatedly, mumbled and looked at He Qingxi and complained: "Master, I am so annoying, saying that Gu's handwriting is not good-looking, and asking Gu to write a hundred big characters every day. "

He Qingxi tilted his head and looked a little puzzled.

Ning Shuyao took a deep breath and sighed: "Why did Gu tell you these things? You are just a fool, how can you understand me?"

He Qingxi was still silent, but this time when Ning Shuyao looked over, he gave him a silly smile back.

Ning Shuyao bit the pen, rolled his eyes, suddenly, as if thinking of something funny, he walked over with the pen, and drew two mustaches on He Qingxi's face.

After painting, he admired his masterpiece.

On He Qingxi's bewildered face, there were two vivid moustaches, making him look ridiculous.

Ning Shuyao didn't hold back, and laughed with his belly in his hands: "This is really a big fool hahahaha."

He Qingxi almost didn't hold back the silly expression on his face. He took the paintbrush, made a somewhat angry expression on purpose, and said stubbornly: "No, no, you have to paint!"

Ning Shuyao resolutely refused: "I'm a prince, I don't paint!"

"I want to draw!" He Qingxi brought out the expression and movements of a fool to the extreme. He was holding a paintbrush in one hand and holding the child's arm in the other. The look of purpose vowing not to give up.

The two pushed and shoved each other, and He Qingxi suddenly touched Ning Shuyao's waist, Ning Shuyao's body trembled, his feet gave way and he fell down.

He Qingxi paused, and then poked the opponent's waist maliciously as if he had discovered something interesting.

Ning Shuyao twisted into twists all of a sudden, tears came out of his eyes, he begged for mercy: "Don't..."

The child's neckline was torn apart during the struggle, revealing the fair skin inside. Yuxue's lovely face was slightly rosy, her eyes were half-closed, and when she looked over with a pitiful spirit begging for mercy——

He Qingxi only felt his heart tremble violently.

He quickly regained his sanity, put on the fool's mask again in an instant, picked up a brush and drew a stroke on the other person's face, then stood up, clapped his hands foolishly and smiled: "It looks good! It looks good !"

The child was drawn twice, and immediately clamored to grab the brush in He Qingxi's hand, and the two continued to quarrel for a long time.

In the end, Ning Shuyao was exhausted, so he called the maid, brought in a basin of water, wiped the faces of the two of them, and stopped making trouble, but continued to write large characters wholeheartedly.

He Qingxi stopped making trouble, just sat down and looked at him quietly.

In the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, the warm afternoon always makes people easy to feel sleepy.After writing the last big character, Ning Shuyao finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep on the table.

He Qingxi looked at him for a long time, and after confirming that the other party was really asleep, he stood up and walked to him.

The child fell asleep lying on the table like that, with a strand of hair hanging on his face. He Qingxi reached out to brush the strand of hair away, and his fingertips inadvertently brushed the other's skin.

The heart trembled violently again.

The long eyelashes sweep down a layer of shadows, like the wings of a butterfly about to spread its wings and fly. The sunlight penetrates through the hollows of the carved screen, coating the child's face with light spots of patterns on the hollows.

Spring is intoxicating.

By coincidence, He Qingxi slowly leaned down, and like a dragonfly touching water, pressed a shallow kiss on the child's face.

His demeanor and demeanor are all gentle and unpretentious.

"Hmm..." The soft moan from the other party's mouth suddenly broke the charming atmosphere.

All tenderness disappeared in an instant.

He Qingxi took two steps back in horror.

He... actually kissed He Jue? !