After defeating the thirteen male protagonists [Quick Transmigration]

Ying Xiaoxiao originally wanted to ask Liang Guyin to practice the so-called content of the script the next day, but she didn't think there would be an emergency.

When I woke up, I found myself bleeding.

This is not a pleasant thing, not to mention the pain caused by the aunt, the sticky and not refreshing feeling makes people feel uncomfortable.

Ying Xiaoxiao got up and dialed the internal line to ask the servant to come up to clean up, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, change clothes and put on the aunt's towel.

The maid was very fast, and when they came out, the sheets had been replaced with new ones, and warm patches and warm brown sugar water were placed on the table.

The taste of brown sugar water is too sweet and greasy. If you don't like drinking it, you probably won't get used to it.

Ying Xiaoxiao doesn't like drinking very much, but she still drank it down.

After drinking, she put on the warm patch and lay on the bed not wanting to move much.

The servant came up to collect her cup and brought her a bowl of porridge.

Spinach and pork liver porridge, nourishing blood and Qi.

Ying Xiaoxiao is not a picky eater, and there are not many foods she doesn't like, and the internal organs of animals are also good. After the porridge cools down, she picks it up and drinks it slowly.

Then he lay down on the bed like a person who passed away peacefully, feeling the dense pain.

Some girls will be very painful when they come to the aunt. Ying Xiaoxiao belongs to that kind of pain but it’s okay, but there will be some weakness, waist pain, cold hands and feet, and she can’t use her strength.

Ying Xiaoxiao took the phone and sent a message to Liang Guyin, but did not receive a reply from there.

Ying Xiaoxiao looked at the time, it was still early, so she put the phone aside and went back to sleep.

Not long after, there was a light knock on the door outside the room, but it failed to disturb the sleeping people inside.

Bell scanned the incoming person and remained silent.

What Liang Guyin saw when she went out with her mobile phone was this: a big boy between a teenager and a young man knocked on the door, knocked a few times and then stopped.

"Liang Xinian, what are you doing?"

"Sister, are you at home?"

Liang Xiannian said in surprise that his elder sister didn't often see people after college.

"Here, are you back from vacation?"

"Yes, yes, I just came back today."

"Then you just came back, why are you standing here if you don't go back to your room and have a good rest?"

"Didn't I hear that my little mom is at home today? You don't know that I've wanted to see her for a long time. If my elder brother didn't hold me down and wouldn't let me come back, I would have asked for leave a few days ago and came back."

"Exit."

Liang Guyin knocked his younger brother on the head.

"Although it is a relatively rare thing for Dad to bring someone back, you don't need to be so excited."

"I'm not excited about her being my little mother. You know, she is my idol. I have liked her for several years. I originally wanted to pursue her after graduation, but she became my mother. , Alas, don’t care about this, I’m about to meet a real person, don’t you think I’m excited!”

Liang Guyin felt that she should have pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, but she found that she couldn't.

"You go back first, she is not feeling well today, anyway, she will come down to eat, and it will not be too late to meet again then."

"What's up with her?"

Liang Xianian immediately asked nervously.

"It's just a stomachache. Go back to my room quickly and tidy yourself up. Look at how messy your hair is."

"Go, go, go."

Liang Xianian nodded and went back to the second floor.

Liang Guyin stood at the door, frowning.

I don't know if it's his illusion, why does it feel like everyone in the family has ideas about Xiaoxiao.

Whether it's the calm elder brother, the gentle second elder brother, or the lively younger brother, even she...

No wonder, she's so nice, it's strange that people don't like her.

However, the attitudes of the four brothers and sisters are different.

Liang Guyin felt that it was necessary for her to ask her elder brother something.

But before that, she wanted to see how Ying Xiaoxiao was doing.

Maybe it was because it was convenient for the servants to come in. Liang Guyin found that the door of Ying Xiaoxiao's room was not locked, so she opened it and walked in, then closed it gently.

Fortunately, that kid Liang Xinian knew he had to knock on the door and couldn't enter casually, otherwise Ying Xiaoxiao's appearance of sleeping obediently would have been spotted by that brat.

Liang Guyin sat on the bed, watching Ying Xiaoxiao sound asleep.

The master bedroom is very large and empty, except for some necessary things, there are neither wedding photos nor other photos, only a painting she drew for her.

Liang Guyin didn't know that the wedding photo originally existed, but Ying Xiaoxiao dismantled it and threw it in the second bedroom yesterday.

Liang Guyin found that Ying Xiaoxiao was probably dreaming, but she didn't know if it was a good dream or a nightmare, so she smiled and frowned for a while.

She propped her head to watch, and she didn't feel tired.

Ying Xiaoxiao did fall into a complicated dreamland, and what she dreamed about was all about the past.

Like Xia Shenyue, like Xie Yinghuan.

For a while, the person in front of her was wearing a school uniform with a ponytail and was discussing with her about the future, what school and major to study together, and for a while, the person in front of her turned into a general in armor, smiling and describing her face.

The past is intertwined, and the jump is extremely large. Most dreams are broken, messy, jumping and illogical. Ying Xiaoxiao feels that she is caught in a turbulent flow, and finally returns to darkness.

She woke up from the dream, wiped off the cold sweat on her forehead, saw Liang Guyin in front of her, and was still a little confused.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Liang Guyin wiped the sweat from Ying Xiaoxiao's forehead with a tissue, Ying Xiaoxiao shook her head, and pressed her temple.

"I can't remember, when did you come?"

"It's only been a while, are you feeling better?"

"Well, I'm not really in pain, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Ying Xiaoxiao's current state is blowing on the air conditioner and covering the quilt to warm the baby and the hot water bottle, which is strangely harmonious.

It's uncomfortable to say the least, and I don't want to move because of the dull pain, but it's not very serious.

"That's good, then you continue to rest for a while."

"No, I can't sleep."

Ying Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand from under the quilt to hold Liang Guyin's hand, speaking in a nasal voice, vaguely coquettishly.

Liang Guyin obviously felt that the temperature of Ying Xiaoxiao's hand was cold, but a hot current poured into her heart from the place where they held each other, making her chest warm and hot.

"Put your hands in it quickly, it's cold."

Liang Guyin stuffed Ying Xiaoxiao's hand back into the bed, making Ying Xiaoxiao dumbfounded.

"I'm here for my aunt, not because I have a cold."

"Then keep warm."

Ying Xiaoxiao nodded with a smile, obediently agreeing.

"I may not have the energy to practice with you now, I will recite the lines first."

"Okay, then I'll go back."

"All right……"

"what happened?"

Liang Guyin heard the disappointment in her tone and looked down at her.

"I want you to stay here with me. It's boring to be alone."

Ying Xiaoxiao is really acting like a baby, she looks at Liang Guyin with full eyes, her face is paler than usual, her lips are not as rosy as before, she looks very cute.

"But I'm afraid I'll interrupt your reciting lines."

"Will not."

Ying Xiaoxiao answered quickly, her face turned a little blush.

"If you want to paint, I'm afraid to disturb you."

"Not drawing now."

Liang Guyin shook her head. Most of the serialized comics were inspired in the middle of the night. If it was her usual drawing, sometimes it was practice, sometimes it was sketching, and sometimes it was drawing with a source of inspiration.

"Then you agreed, right?"

"Ah."

Seeing Ying Xiaoxiao's smiling face, Liang Guyin was slightly touched. Does Ying Xiaoxiao's reaction also mean...

Liang Guyin interrupted that kind of thoughts without thinking deeply, that kind of conjecture is really crazy.

If that's the case, how could Ying Xiaoxiao marry into their family?

Liang Guyin took her sketchbook, pencils of different thicknesses and an eraser, and sat in Ying's small room.

Ying Xiaoxiao lay on the bed and read the script, memorizing the lines silently.

Her memory is very good, and it is not a problem to memorize these lines, but she still needs to practice her language, demeanor and line skills.

Half a month may sound urgent, but for Ying Xiaoxiao, it is more than enough.

Ying's little lips moved silently, imprinting the lines in his heart quickly.

Liang Guyin originally wanted to draw some daily life, but for some reason, Ying Xiaoxiao was all in her mind, Ying Xiaoxiao who was smiling, Ying Xiaoxiao who was eating, Ying Xiaoxiao who was swimming, Ying Xiaoxiao who was wearing a collar and a cat with a tail. Small, Sleeping Beauty should be small...

Liang Guyin shook her head, but happened to see Ying Xiaoxiao moving her lips.

The shape of those lips was small and cute, reminding Liang Guyin of the rose fragrance that filled the greenhouse that day, and the soft rose petals.

Thinking of this in my mind, I couldn't help but outline these things in my pen.

Tu Tu drawing, Liang Guyin took the eraser to erase the excess lines.

The sunlight from outside the window shone in, and the floating objects in the air that danced silently refracted the brilliance, pulling out a long golden thread on the floor.

Ying Xiaoxiao can memorize her lines and glance at Liang Guyin from time to time. This kind of atmosphere of being in the same room with someone she likes, although not ambiguous but intimate, really makes people feel comfortable.

I wish that time would go on slowly like this, until the depths of the years.

Before lunch, the internal line rang, and the servant asked her what she wanted to eat at noon, and whether she would come down for dinner.

At this time, the bell reminded Ying Xiaoliang that Xiaoliang came back in the past year. When Ying Xiaoxiao thought of that enthusiastic young son, she felt a little headache and decided not to go downstairs for dinner.

Although you can hide for a while, you can't hide forever, but if you can meet later, let's meet later.

When Ying Xiaoxiao was answering the phone, Liang Guyin mentioned the lunch she wanted to eat by the way, and she wanted to eat in her room, so Ying Xiaoxiao asked them to prepare it and send it to her room together.

Liang Guyin continued to draw the picture in his hand. Ying Xiaoxiao went to the bathroom halfway, and when she came back, she found that Liang Guyin was drawing something. She was very attentive, so she went over to look curiously.

Liang Guyin came out of her own world and felt the scent of lemon next to her.

When she tilted her head, she met Ying Xiaoxiao's thoughtful eyes.

"So you like me wearing this, so I'll show you how to wear it next time."

What Liang Guyin is drawing, is it Ying Xiaoxiao, the catwoman holding a cat tail, or who?