As soon as the Ji Da sounded, the daughter-in-law made a brilliant appearance!

Chapter 224 My Name is Chun

In the afternoon, Zhi Nian brought the painting back to school and placed it in the dormitory.

When Li Zimu stepped into the dormitory, his eyes happened to fall on Zhi Nian's painting.

For a moment, a hint of jealousy flashed across her eyes, but she quickly covered it up.

Zhi Nian was lying comfortably on the bed at this time, quietly reading a book, while Chun was lazily curled up in her arms.

Zhi Nian did not notice the strange look in Li Zimu's eyes, but Chun, who was bored and lazing around, saw it.

From a perspective that Zhi Nian could not detect, Chun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of evil was revealed in those dark red eyes, filled with a strong sense of strategy.

For some reason, Li Zimu suddenly shuddered. An inexplicable chill surged from the bottom of her heart, making her feel that the air around her became cold and gloomy.

She couldn't help rubbing her arms, trying to dispel the discomfort.

Then he looked up and found that Zhi Nian did not greet him as usual.

She looked around in confusion, and her eyes finally stopped on Zhi Nian's painting.

Li Zimu praised hypocritically: "Zhi Nian, your painting is really great! You will definitely win this competition."

Zhi Nian didn't even raise his head, but just responded casually: "Everyone is excellent."

Li Muzi looked at Zhi Nian, who seemed to not care about her at all. When she heard her casual answer, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she finally chose to remain silent.

She really couldn't understand why Xia Yutian was so fond of this painting, and even asked her to persuade Zhi Nian to see if he could give it to him.

In fact, she has always secretly liked Xia Yutian, and the same is true for Zhi Nian.

However, ever since Zhi Nian accidentally fell while taking a bath last time, he has become a completely different person, as if he has become a different person, and he completely disdains Xia Yutian.

If it were in the past, as long as Xia Yutian expressed his desire for Zhi Nian's painting, Zhi Nian would definitely be eager to hand it over to him.

Li Muzi thought to himself that it was actually a good thing that Zhi Nian no longer liked Xia Yutian. This way, he would have one less strong competitor.

However, she still couldn't understand why Xia Yutian was so obsessed with Zhi Nian's painting.

-

Xia Yutian pestered Zhi Nian for a whole week, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal, just to get that painting.

Zhi Nian really couldn't understand why Xia Yutian was so obsessed with the painting, but no matter what, she didn't intend to give the painting to anyone.

However, things gradually became complicated as many boys in the class also noticed the painting and came to her to ask for it.

What’s even more surprising is that even the teacher asked her a few questions.

Zhi Nian refused, and everyone looked obsessed and reluctant.

Zhi Nian stared at the girl beside him, and his eyes slowly moved to the girl in the painting.

Zhi Nian looked at the girl next to him, and then at the identical girl in the painting.

I felt that maybe this painting came to life, and after Chun was born, a butterfly effect was created.

This competition is of great significance to Zhi Nian. It is the key point that determines the original owner's obsession. She has made up her mind to give the painting away temporarily for a period of time.

Although she felt a little reluctant, she was willing to make this choice in order to achieve her goal.

Chun was somewhat reluctant, her pretty and delicate face looked pitiful, and she said to Zhinian in an almost pleading tone, "Master, don't you want Xiaoguai anymore... Xiaoguai doesn't want to leave you, doesn't want to... go so far..."

Zhi Nian had no resistance to her, but Chun actually pulled his hand close to her chest.

The girl's red eyes flickered, with tiny tears in her eyes, "Little darling... leave the master, it hurts here..."

Zhi Nian looked at the girl and felt her heart was about to break. She lowered her head and kissed the girl's eyebrows and eyes tenderly, as if she wanted to kiss away the crystal clearness.

The girl took a deep breath and said, "Little sweetheart, trust me, okay? I don't want to abandon you."

She opened her hand, pointed at the trophy certificate, and explained to Chun, "Little sweetheart, you are my heart's work. 'Chun' is my glory, understand? I want everyone in the world to know 'Chun'."

"Is that so? Then I am willing... willing to do the Master's honor."

Chun nodded, not quite understanding, as if she understood what Zhinian said.

She is the glory of the Master, and the Master wants everyone in the world to know her.

Chun felt a throbbing in her heart and felt happy.

As Chun finished speaking, Zhinian heard the love value report in his mind:

Current task object

Current love value: 80%

Current host's health status: 70%

Zhi Nian gently kissed the girl's lips, then touched the top of her head with smooth hair.

"Little darling, so good."

Chun placed her chin on Zhinian's shoulder, and a hint of evil flashed in her dark red eyes.

She was a little paranoid and thought that even after she begged the master like this, the master still wanted her to leave...

But I love my master so much, I don't want to make him sad...

-

Two days of competition.

Zhi Nian handed in the painting and looked at the girl standing pitifully beside the painting.

Chun's eyes were red, her beautiful lips were slightly pouted, and she pulled Zhi Nian reluctantly.

Zhi Nian looked at the people around him and adjusted his angle to comfort Chun, "Little darling, be good. It will only be two days. Then I will come to take you home."

Chun greedily absorbed the scent from Zhinian's body, and finally let him go.

After Zhi Nian's figure disappeared from sight, Chun no longer looked as pitiful as before. Her dark red eyes were glowing red, and her whole aura changed.

He became aloof and deep, his red eyes filled with evil.

When it's almost closing time.

A tall figure came to the corner. He looked around and saw that there was no one in the corner, so he walked over.

When he came over, he walked in a hurry and seemed to accidentally knock over some paintings on the table.

Tsubaki is in deep sleep.

Suddenly I felt like someone was moving. My long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, but it didn't smell like my owner.

She opened her red eyes and appeared in front of the painting the next second.

It was him, the one who was going to draw on the first day.

With anger in her eyes, Chun watched Xia Yutian pick up the paintings that had fallen on the ground one by one.

I watched him carefully tear off the signature papers in the corners of the two paintings and replace Zhi Nian's paintings with his name.

His hand stroked the signed paper with an obsessed smile on his face.

His hand slowly moved upwards, about to touch the person in the painting.

Chun was angry, her dark red eyes were bloodshot and filled with evil spirit.

The whole gallery was filled with snow and fog. Chun's eyes flickered as she glanced at the peeping camera, and the camera tilted.

Xia Yutian's hand lingered on the skirt of the girl in the painting, and his throat was just entangled by the branches and leaves of the camellia for a moment.

Chun's eyes flickered, and her pure white skirt was splashed with blood, making it particularly dazzling.

A few tiny drops of blood splashed onto her pretty and delicate face, and her red eyes, filled with blood, gave her an evil and sinister beauty.

Xia Yutian's head fell to the ground and separated from his body. He still had an obsessed smile on his face, and his body and fingers moved slightly.

Chun looked at her fingers, which were originally white and transparent, and now became solid.

With a sad and alluring smile on her lips, Chun stretched out her hand, and a bright red camellia flower grew on her palm.

The camellia flowers stretched out towards the corpse with its head and body separated on the ground. The flowers became more and more beautiful, and the corpse on the ground turned into blood mist and floated in the air.

Tsubaki smiled.

She bent down to pick up the signed paper belonging to Zhi Nian, pasted it back on, and arranged the painting.

She took a look at the bloodstains on the skirt, frowned and pouted in dissatisfaction.

Master, I have protected your glory and your hard work.

But the skirt is dirty...