Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

"Sister Yan Yu, can I come and talk to you often in the future." Yang Qian squatted down beside the wheelchair, her eyes flickering at her.

"Can."

"Great! I'm afraid you don't like being disturbed." Yang Qian took out a bottle of something mysterious again, "This is a pill I secretly hid, you should eat it soon, for your The legs must be useful."

The alchemists trained by the royal family are highly skilled, and the quality of the pills they make is of course high. Yan Yu looked down at the pills in Yang Qian's palm. They were light in taste but bright in color. The difference was reflected in the meticulousness of the manufacturing process.

"No, you keep it to yourself."

What Yang Pei gave her daughter was definitely the best, but she couldn't accept it without a sense of burden.

Especially after Yang Qian said that to her.

"Oh, yes." Yang Qian lowered her head in disappointment, "Sister, you are a goddess, you must have no shortage of panacea."

"Everyone's physique is different, and my physique is not suitable for taking supplements." Yan Yu found an explanation, touched her with his finger, "Thank you."

"Don't always say thank you to me, it feels so strange."

"Okay, I won't talk about it next time."

Yang Qian stared at Yan Yu for a while, then suddenly leaned her head on her lap, laying her head on her side as if sleeping, "Sister, you are so kind."

In fact, Yan Yu didn't do anything special, her tone and expression were very flat, but it was this calm feeling that gave her great strength.

"I feel like you will support me in whatever I do, and you won't get angry at anything I say."

Yan Yu is indeed very seldom angry, but in fact, she knows in her heart that this is not because she has a good temper and is tolerant enough. It just feels unnecessary and unworthy. It is a kind of waste to her to waste her emotions on an irrelevant or even disgusting person. consume.

On a certain level, this is also a kind of indifference.

"If you don't take pills, you can't eat crispy candy." Yang Qian thought about it, but she didn't know where to take out a bag of candy, "This crispy candy is my favorite one. I kept it specially, thinking that I could share it with my sister when I had a chance."

Yan Yu reached out for one, and when she habitually said thank you, she remembered what Yang Qian said just now and swallowed it back silently. After she took a bite of the crisp candy, she smiled back, "It's really delicious."

The inside of this sugar is peanuts, sesame and brown sugar. The outer skin looks like fried mille-feuille, but it is much thinner than it. Every time you bite it, it is crispy and crunchy. For Yu, it is too sweet and greasy, so there is no disadvantage.

"Hey, right!" Seeing that Yan Yu had eaten Yang Qian, he stuffed it into his own mouth, "Of course I won't lie to you."

Yan Yu hadn't eaten such a sweet thing for a long time, luckily she still had a bowl of soup at hand, she ate one mouthful of her sister's candy and drank two mouthfuls of her sister's soup, and quickly swallowed all these good intentions.

"Yang Qian, your mouth is dirty." Yan Yu reminded Yang Qian who was eating hard.

"Where?" Yang Qian licked the tip of her tongue but didn't catch anything, she just raised her head and put her face towards her, "Sister, help me."

Probably because she is used to being always treated with pain, she does these actions very naturally, and her tone of voice does not make people feel like being ordered to do things.

Yan Yu hesitated for a moment, took out a handkerchief and held it to her mouth, wiping off the debris for her.

This scene happened to be seen by Yin Beiqing who came after him.

She finds it unbearable for others to look at Yan Yu eagerly for a while, let alone such a close contact.

And from her point of view, this scene looks like Yan Yu is holding Yang Qian's face affectionately, and the latter is squatting beside her knees, laughing and acting like a baby, the two of them are very close, their faces are almost touching.

There was a scorching bulge in his chest, struggling to explode. Yin Beiqing couldn't describe the emotion that surged up at that moment, but when he realized it, he had already rushed towards Yang Qian.

The figure flew by, and Yan Yu only had time to feel a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, Yang Qian, who was still smiling coquettishly by her side, flew out. Got to be red.

"Well... let go... let me go!"

"Let go of her." Yan Yu was so anxious that he almost stood up from the wheelchair, "Yin Beiqing, let go!"

Hearing Yan Yu calling her full name, Yin Beiqing's eyes froze, and she slowly turned around, "What did you say?"

"Don't hurt her. If you have anything to do, you can put her down and talk about it."

In fact, Yan Yu's voice was trembling when she said this, she had rarely seen Yin Beiqing's emotional outbursts so exposed, and her red eyes were so fierce that she could swallow people in one gulp.

Yang Qian is Yang Pei's daughter, she was really worried that Yin Beiqing would kill her if he didn't think about it.

"She didn't do anything wrong, don't take your anger towards Yang Pei on her."

Yang Pei?

Yin Beiqing smiled sarcastically, "I hate one person, do I need to find a reason from another person?"

She just hated Yang Qian, she hated it from the first time she saw her, hated the way she approached Yan Yu with a smile, and easily snatched away the hug that she had to be careful to try with a few words of coquettishness.

Obviously she was just a Princess of the Kingdom of Jin whom she had known for a few days, and she was the one who made a blood contract with her, and she was the one who stole his things.

Why did Yan Yu scold him in a tone as if he had done something wrong.

Yin Beiqing suddenly lost interest in Yang Qian, let go of her hand and walked towards Yan Yu. Now she has more important things to confirm.

"You like her more than me?"

Yan Yu frowned slightly, as if she had discovered that the source of Yin Beiqing's anger was not what she thought.

"These two things have nothing to do with each other." After finishing speaking, Yan Yu looked at Yang Qian who was coughing while covering her neck, "Is it serious? I'll take you back."

"It's okay." Yang Qian waved her hand, "It's only with such a little strength that I can't strangle me to death."

"Raise your head." Yan Yu checked the extent of Yang Qian's neck injury, and was relieved after confirming that it was only a bruise on the skin.

Yin Beiqing, who stood aside and witnessed the whole process, suddenly said coldly, "Do you care about her that much?"

Yan Yu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and first said to Yang Qian, "I'm sorry, I might have to talk to her alone for a while, let's talk about things next time, okay?"

Yang Qian looked at her, and then at Yin Beiqing, whose face was scarier than a ghost, "Sister, let me stay and protect you."

"It's okay, she won't hurt me." Yan Yu handed her the bamboo tube, "Remember to thank your sister for me when you go back."

"But…"

"Go."

"Then I'll stand there." Yang Qian pointed to a place not far away, "Call me if you need anything."

"Don't worry about other people's affairs, you may not even be able to save yourself."

As soon as Yin Beiqing finished speaking, Yan Yu stared and walked over, but just as she stopped on one side, the other side started again.

"If you dare to hurt sister, I will bite you to death!"

Yin Beiqing showed disdain, secretly moved his fingers on the right hand hanging by his side, and Yan Yu immediately grabbed her hand after observing this movement.

"stop!"

…

After Yang Qian walked away, Yan Yu asked, "Okay, now tell me why you did that just now."

"I do not like her."

"So in the future, if you see someone you don't like casually on the road, you will go up and strangle him to death?" Yan Yu's tone was no longer as gentle as before.

The Yin Beiqing in her impression is cold-blooded and cruel, but she never hurts innocent people. She is only cruel to those who have hurt her, but relatively, she will be more tolerant towards people in Langdie Valley.

"I don't like her touching you, I don't like it at all." Yin Beiqing repeated word for word, then pulled the handkerchief in Yan Yu's hand and threw it away, frowning and wiping her palm, "You are my of."

Yan Yu's brain froze, as if someone had punched her in the cotton, she pulled her arm away vigorously, and opened her voice at Yin Beiqing.

"I'm not something, I have thoughts, you can't take me as an object and take possession of me on your own." She raised her head and looked at Yin Beiqing seriously, "I know you have your possessive desire, but you also have to be clear, I'm not going to be happy about that."

"You can pinch Yang Qian if you come close to me today, will you do similar things when I say a few words to my classmates in the future, tie me up like a slave, put on a burqa and a mask, who? You can't see anyone and you can't touch it, is this what you want?"

She rarely said so many words at once, and she was a little worried that her tone would be too aggressive after she finished speaking.

"I'm not asking you, I just don't like her approaching you." Yin Beiqing frowned tightly, his eyes were depressed.

"You have." Yan Yu responded to her, "This is a threat in disguise, let me think about it every time I get close to others in the future, will you do something terrible to her, and as time passes by my side You are the only one left, so could it be that this is your purpose?"

"If our relationship is equal, you can't treat me like this." Yan Yu's voice sank, "Yin Beiqing, you have to respect me."

She wasn't reprimanding her severely, but the gradually losing warmth in her eyes made Yin Beiqing feel uneasy.

It felt as if she had become a hopeless **** in the eyes of the other party, and as long as she admitted those dirty thoughts, she would be discarded forever.

But she wanted to say that she just simply didn't think too much about it just now, she didn't have those intentions, and she wasn't that unbearable.

Never before had Yin Beiqing wanted to hold Yan Yu's hand impulsively like now, asking her not to stay away from her and spurn her like those people before.

She will think more about it later.

"Feel sorry."

It was the first time for a person who never bowed his head to express his apology so clearly.

Yin Beiqing lowered her head, like a child who was punished for doing something wrong.

"Go and talk to Yang Qian."

Yin Beiqing looked in Yang Qian's direction, his body language was full of resistance.

"Go." Yan Yu's voice softened, "We have no reason to hurt innocent people."

It might be that "we" had an effect, or it might be that her heart was loosened in the first place. Yin Beiqing looked at Yan Yu and asked, "If it wasn't for Yang Qian, would you have done the same?"

"Yes." She answered firmly.

"Okay." Yin Beiqing took a step closer to her, gently hooked her little finger, "I will only do things that make you happy in the future."

So stop calling her in that tone.

Don't lose her either.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-08-3117:59:39~2021-09-0117:48:45~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 500905762;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: soda, 500905761;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 500905765;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 80 bottles of cold folded ear root; 38 bottles of sleep as soon as possible; 25 bottles of lime fruit on the lemon tree; 20 bottles of soda and Moyan; , 10 bottles of Shen Mo; 8 bottles of Nianyi; 5 bottles of Changyu, Xiao Xiaobai, Ya, 31282902, and Tang Xingming; 4 bottles of Guan Maofa of the old Fu Qin; 469614273 bottles; 2 bottles of Qian Fanguo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!