fall in love with a hero

A long time ago, there was a lovely prince named Hong Jiao Dong.He has half red and half white short hair, skin as white as snow, and eyes as pure as jewels.He longed for the sky outside, but the evil witch Andeva locked him in a tall building.Fortunately, there is a princess named Asahi Mengchuan, who is not afraid of evil, and always meets the prince downstairs.

When the princess throws pebbles into the window from a tall building, the prince who hears the sound will open the window, lower the stairs made of ice, and let the princess climb up.

"Jiao Dong, are you feeling better?" Asahi Mengchuan turned over and entered the window, barely making a sound, obviously doing this kind of thing too often.

With an abnormal blush on his scorched face, he closed the open window again and lay down under the quilt.

"I feel better, just a little tired." His voice was soft and sounded weak.

Here, Asahi Mengchuan is going to talk about a certain NO.2 hero with his real name.

"Is he still a father? To ask you to do so much training is obviously counterproductive!" She wiped the sweat from the little prince's brow with distress, "He is simply not worthy of being a father!"

Otherwise, Hongjiao Jelly would not have a fever due to excessive temperature changes.Originally, his personalities are mutually exclusive, and coupled with his young age, he needs to be treated with more caution.

Hong Jiaodong lowered his eyelids, and there was no sad expression on his face: "It's okay, I'm used to it. At least, I have a sister is enough."

"That's right! He doesn't love you, I love you!" Asahi Mengchuan stopped talking about these topics that made him sad, and instead put the small bag in his hand beside him, "Here, limited quantity Small pudding, a new flavor, I waited in line for more than an hour to buy it, sweet mouth for you."

Hong Jiaodong pursed his lips, and there was actually a small dimple on his cheek.

"Thank you sister."

"You're welcome, when you recover from illness, I'll take you to eat soba noodles." Asahi Mengchuan tucked him in the quilt, saw that his lips were dry, and quickly brought him water from the table Run a run.

Hong Jiaodong was not too polite, took two sips after taking the cup.It seems that it hasn't been long since he finished taking the medicine, and the low table has not been removed yet.

"Sister, have you been admitted to the high school you want?" He asked softly.

Mentioning this, Asahi Yumekawa looked very happy: "Yes, I have been admitted to Hyotei High School. It is a very good school. Every year, many students are able to enter the University of Tokyo. I have always wanted to Going to the University of Tokyo to study literature, I really hope that my dream will come true."

After realizing that the time flow of this game is different from that of the outside world, her initial idea was to learn more literature knowledge in the game, but she was taken away later, and instead thought about how to become a hero.Now, she finally got her wish.

Looking into her shining eyes, Hong Jiaodong asked tentatively, "Does my sister hate being a professional hero?"

"Eh?" Asahi Mengchuan was taken aback, and then replied with a little helplessness, "That's not true, but, as you know, the most important thing to become a professional hero is personality. Looking at my personality alone, how could I What about being a hero?"

After drawing this trash personality, she knew that she might not be able to be a hero this week.But it doesn't matter, she's a little tired anyway, just in time for a change.

Hong Jiaodong nodded in disappointment, but he was also a little thankful.

"I've decided to go to Xiongying High School."

"Well, you are only in the first grade of junior high school, have you decided now?" Asahi Mengchuan sat by the bed, wiping his sweat from time to time.

There was a three-year age difference between her and Hong Jiaodong. After she entered high school, he also entered junior high school.This junior high school was chosen by Andeva for him, and there was no room for objection.

"Yes, I have already made up my mind." Hong Jiaodong nodded firmly and said, "Didn't you tell me, sister, that the only way to resist my father is to defeat him? In this case, I must become a rival He still needs a powerful hero, so he will no longer be able to restrain me!"

"That's right!" Asahi Mengchuan gave him a thumbs up, "When you become financially independent and you are stronger than him, he can't do anything to you at all, maybe you will have to support him in the future, if you are in a good mood , let him eat meat. If he is in a bad mood, let him drink porridge!"

Hong Jiao Dong burst out laughing.

It's like this every time, no matter how depressed you are, as long as you are with sister Mengchuan, you will become very happy.He has thanked God countless times for allowing such a good person to come to him.She is like her personality, exuding warmth all the time.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

There was a dull knock on the door.

Asahi Mengchuan and Hong Jiaodong's hearts were shocked, and their hairs stood on end.

Oops, chatting too happily, I didn't pay attention to the movement outside!

"Jiao Dong, I'm coming in."

It turned out to be Andrew!Shouldn't he be going to work at this time?Why are you back? !

Fortunately, Andeva still knew some basic manners, so he didn't just push the door open.

The little prince looked at the princess in fear, for he was afraid that the wicked witch would never let the princess come again after she found out that she always came to see him.

Asahi Mengchuan's eyes quickly scanned the room, looking for a place to hide.

The frozen room is a traditional Japanese style, clean and tidy, with few things, and the only place to hide is the wardrobe.

However, it was too late.

Get up, open the cupboard door, hide in, and close the door again.This series of movements is very big, and it also makes noise, and it is easy to be spotted by Andewa. There is no difference between hiding and not hiding.

Seeing the poor little prince's face turn pale, Asahi Mengchuan didn't waste any more time, rolled over to his side, lifted the quilt and hid inside.With a hook of her foot, she also hooked the low table over, just in front of the bed.

At this time, the evil Andeva walked in.

"Jiao Dong, are you feeling better?" He sat across the low table and asked a little distance away.

Hong Jiao didn't dare to move, for fear that his movements would expose Sister Mengchuan, so he barely heard what Andewa said.

"...um." He uttered a syllable casually, anyway, that's how he usually does it.

Asahi Mengchuan clung tightly to Hong Jiaodong, like a little sun, and the warm feeling wrapped his whole body, making him gradually relax.

Sure enough, Andewa didn't find anything unusual, and he didn't come forward to express his closeness: "Then you have a good rest, the training for these two days will be temporarily suspended, and we will continue after you recover."

After all, he wants to train his children to surpass All Might, not to torture his own children.

"Oh."

It was still a cold answer.Andeva's eyes sank, and after just a few minutes, he left the room of his sick son.

Asahi Yumekawa couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, she hoped that Andeva would leave quickly so that he wouldn't find out.On the other hand, I don't want him to leave so early, after all, Jiao Dong is sick!As a father, how can you not spend more time with your son!

Hearing the sound of Andeva's leaving footsteps, she silently stretched out her hand and hugged Hong Jiaodong.

Hong's scorched face turned red, he lowered his head, and saw that the quilt was lifted by a small corner, and Sister Mengchuan smiled slightly at him.

"Don't be sad." She patted him on the back and comforted him with the gentlest voice, "I will be with you."

"I'm not sad." Hong Jiaodong said seriously, "I know, sister will definitely accompany me."

Asahi Mengchuan crawled out of the quilt and covered him again.

"Okay, go to bed." Seeing that Hong Jiaodong didn't intend to close his eyes at all, Asahi Mengchuan laughed and said, "Do you still want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

"Can't you?" Hong Jiaodong looked at her expectantly.

"Of course." Asahi Mengchuan smiled indulgently, and straightened his messy hair, "Then what story do you want to hear? Cinderella? Snow White? Rapunzel? Or..." Forgive her only I have heard such fairy tales, after all, these are also told to her by her mother.

"It's all right, as long as it's a story told by my sister, I like it." Hong Jiaodong said obediently with her small face up.

The 12-year-old boy can no longer say that he is a child, but he still loves to act like a baby with his sister as he did when he first met.

"Okay, then let's start with a story about Snow White. Once upon a time..."

No matter how twists and turns the middle of the story is, in the end, the prince and princess lived happily together.