Transmigrate to be Queen

Ning Xiaoman came back from practice this morning. After taking a bath, eating, and sleeping, he began to play a moth again and dragged Zheng Fusheng to the study inside,

"Fu Sheng, draw a picture for me. Be cute."

"Cute, what do you have to draw?"

Zheng Fusheng's use of the word "cute" is limited to children who have just been born. Only children who can't say and make trouble can be called cute.

In Zheng Fusheng's eyes, children running all over the ground have become troublemakers. He has seen the minister's son and grandson outside the palace wall. Although he has rarely seen them, he really doesn't like it.

Therefore, he was really confused about the lovely concept put forward by Ning Xiaoman. He didn't know what kind of category it should be defined. Ning Xiaoman, who had moved a chair to sit opposite, saw Zheng Fusheng still in a daze and couldn't help reaching out and gesticulating in front of him.

"Hey, hey, hey, wake up. Can't you sleep with your eyes open?"

Zheng Fusheng was disturbed by Ning Xiaoman before he woke up from his meditation. When he saw the chair Ning Xiaoman was sitting on,

"You moved here yourself?"

Ning Xiaoman nodded,

"Yes, I moved it myself. Will the chair fly over there by itself?"

Seeing that Man'er said nothing vague, Zheng Fusheng was not only depressed in his life.

"Man'er, your body is different now. Don't do these things yourself. What if you stretch it? How dangerous it is. You should call me when you move the chair."

Zheng Fusheng suppressed the trace of depression in his heart and patiently reasoned with Man'er.

"I called you. You were in a daze over there. I didn't care about me at all. I moved it myself. I thought you didn't love me anymore."

Ning Xiaoman said this deliberately, just to make Zheng Fusheng feel guilty, so don't aim at himself anymore.

In fact, she didn't call Zheng Fusheng just now. She just moved a chair. She can go out to practice martial arts in the morning. It's not difficult to move a chair. It's just that if Zheng Fusheng catches her and doesn't let her go, he won't be quiet all day. He'll remind himself and tell him again.

"Did you call me?"

It's said that Man'er called himself, but he didn't respond. Zheng Fusheng's depression disappeared. Instead, a sense of guilt surged up. They all agreed to resign from the court in order to accompany Man'er well. As a result, Man'er can run away while guarding Man'er. It's no wonder that Man'er is paranoid.

Ning Xiaoman toots his mouth and nods wrongfully,

"Yes, I called you and called several times. As a result, you were just stunned there. You didn't see or hear it at all."

"Man'er, it's not that I don't love you. I don't know how much I love you. Just now you told me to make you more lovely. I began to think about when you are most lovely. As a result, I think more about it, because you are so cute."

Looking at Zheng Fusheng's efforts to pull his finger and think about his loveliness, so as to prove that what he just said is serious, Ning Xiaoman feels that Zheng Fusheng is the loveliest at this time. In order to make himself not wronged and angry with him, he tries his best to make up for it.

"You see, you are the most lovely when you untie your hair every time. Your hair is scattered and thick black on your back. It makes your face tender and white, and your eyes are big, like a little doll. You are also lovely when you pull up your hair. You comb your hair smooth and flat, leaving only a little bangs. It looks very playful and lovely."

"You are also lovely when you eat. You are always unwilling to wait for others to help you with your dishes. You have to stretch out your chopsticks all the way to clip them. This is the house. If you are outside the house, you don't want people to laugh that you have no rules, but I like it."

"You are also lovely when you sleep. When you are not asleep, you keep a serious distance from me. I have to force you to pillow my arm. But when you are asleep, you will drill into my arms, pillow my arm, curl yourself into a ball and put it in my arms. It feels like I am pregnant with a child."

With that, Zheng Fusheng suddenly smiled and couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. It turned out that these are cute. Cute is the most beautiful posture she presents in front of her, so that she can feel the warmth of her heart and lungs every time she sees it.

"You look lovely when you walk. When you go to practice with me, you are always dishonest. Fortunately, you are pregnant now, but you have stopped. You will twist left and right in the house and don't walk in a straight line. Especially as soon as I come back, you will stop me. I won't easily bypass you. You will stop me in front of you."

"It can be seen that when you see an outsider, you are so beautiful and dignified that you won't take the wrong step. It makes me feel at ease for you. I know that such beauty is not closeness, but alienation. I'm glad that you can be the most real yourself in front of me."

Zheng Fusheng was just holding his finger and recalling manger's total Lin Lin. he never knew that manger had so many lovely images hidden in his heart. Because he was too focused on his memory, he didn't find it. Manger was lying across the table, holding a brush and sketching on the paper.