Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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Yui boasted.

then……

"Look here~ a little lower... too high! Yes, yes, that's good, don't move~"

Like a professional photographer, Yui directed Su Qing to make minor adjustments to the details.

"Okay?"

Su Qing had never felt so tired from taking photos.

"Hehe, all done."

Yui nodded in satisfaction at the final product.

This is going to be set as the background image for her chat with Su Qing, so she can't be careless!

Xiaoxue's is here.

Xiaoqing's is also included.

It seems like something's missing?

Yui's mind raced, and suddenly a brilliant idea struck her!

"Let's take a picture together as a group of three!"

"Eh?"

After setting the timer, Yui gently handed the phone shutter to Su Qing.

Then, she gently took one person's hand with one hand, and when she took both hands, she applied a slight pull.

In an instant, the distance between the three people was shortened to the point that they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.

With a click, the shutter captured the moment.

In the shot, Su Qing smiled serenely, like a gentle breeze.

Yui's smile was as crescent-shaped as a moon, brimming with mischief and innocence.

Yukino only realized what was happening at that moment, and she awkwardly but sincerely showed a smile, adding a touch of cuteness to the scene.

……

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The past is given meaning in memory.

The same goes for those photos filled with memories.

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Chapter 222 Your Highness, are you satisfied today?

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It’s sunny on Saturday.

Su Qing's family.

Su Qing rarely opened her photo album, and had been staring at a particular photo for quite some time.

It was yesterday when I took a photo with Yui and Yukino.

Clearly, that photo is a group photo of the three of them taken yesterday.

After pressing the shutter, Yui excitedly sent the photo to the other two, exclaiming:

"This is a testament to the friendship between the three of us!"

That's not entirely wrong.

No matter how good Su Qing's memory is, she can only record everything from a first-person perspective.

In other words, he wasn't actually present in those memories.

This photo, however, makes up for that perfectly.

Color... generally

The lighting... was so-so.

The proportions are... average.

Only the characters' emotional expressions are acceptable.

This is Su Qing's evaluation of the photo.

—A mediocre work.

Logically speaking, even the most outstanding works would not usually be given much attention by Su Qing.

Only this photo seems to possess some kind of magic.

Each time I watch it, I have a different feeling.

Although this change is subtle, it is real.

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"What are you looking at? You seem so focused."

Mahiru gently patted Su Qing's shoulder.

She didn't know when, but taking advantage of Su Qing's inattention, she had quietly come to the sofa and was now standing behind him.

"You're here?"

Su Qing turned off his phone screen, tilted his head back, and the familiar, gentle smile appeared in his eyes first.

Then, a few strands of flaxen hair suddenly drifted down onto his profile.

Itchy.

It even smells kind of nice.

"Okay. I'm here."

Upon hearing Su Qing's words, Mahiru's eyes narrowed slightly, and her smile became even gentler than before.

It was just a very simple conversation.

But for some reason, it just makes me feel so at ease.

"What...what are you doing...?"

Mahiru's slightly flustered voice rang out in the small living room, but she did not back down or resist.

With its eyes tightly shut, it resembled a lost person trying to escape a black bear attack by feigning death.

However, Su Qing is not a black bear, and Mahiru is not lost.

The former wouldn't eat people, and the latter wasn't afraid; in fact, it even seemed to be secretly looking forward to it.

"Your hair fell on my face, and it's a little itchy."

Su Qing carefully gathered a few strands of hair and tucked them behind her ears.

“This is it.”

[So he wasn't going to touch my face after all...]

Perhaps it was just her imagination, but Su Qing sensed a hint of disappointment in Zhenzhou's tone.

Her face flushed slightly, and she pretended to be busy brushing the hair from her forehead, tidying up the stray strands before clutching the hem of her dress and timidly asking:

"Um, do I look good with my hairstyle today?"

"So that wasn't a joke?"

Su Qing smiled.

He naturally knew what Mahiru was talking about.

The two made a pact—she could have as many hairstyles as Su Qing had never seen before, as long as she wanted.

"You thought it was just a joke?"

Mahiru asked back, somewhat displeased.

"No. I was just wondering, are there really that many hairstyles you can wear?"

Su Qing really didn't know anything about girls in this regard.

In his mind, the only hairstyles he could imagine were shoulder-length short hair or high ponytails, which were common in mainland Chinese middle schools.

"That's not my problem. Anyway, don't forget you said you'd remember the hairstyle I put on, and if you forget, I'll have to blow-dry your hair as punishment~~"

Mahiru's clear, melodious voice, like a silver bell, rang out cheerfully.

"Don't move until then..."

"Eh? Okay..."

Unbeknownst to them, Su Qing had already arrived behind Mahiru.

A faint masculine scent wafted from behind, and if one listened closely, one could almost feel Su Qing's somewhat hot breath on the back of Zhen Dao's fair, jade-like neck.

[Seriously... what are you doing?]

Mahiru was somewhat hesitant to turn around.

She was afraid that if she turned around, she would bump into Su Qing.

Although... that seems pretty good too.

Can you guess?

"Guess what?"

"Hmm... is today's hairstyle a princess updo?"

Su Qing stared at Zhen Dao's waist-length hair for a while, then asked.

"Yes, how did you know?"

Mahiru asked in confusion.

That's strange, she shouldn't have done that in front of Su Qing.

The other party also told her that he didn't know much about this area.

"That's the feeling you give me."

Su Qing gently patted Mahiru's shoulder, indicating that she could turn around.

"what is that?"

Clutching the hem of her clothes, Mahiru couldn't help but begin to look forward to it.

She thought she was being a bit too much; even though she knew exactly what Su Qing was saying, she still couldn't help but want to find out.

Noticing the child's expectant eyes, Su Qing smiled faintly.

"It's just... I feel like you're like a princess in a fairy tale."

"Princesses can be good or bad... ugly or beautiful, who knows if you're insulting me?"

Without a second thought, Mahiru retorted.

Clearly, a cunning glint gradually appeared in her caramel-colored eyes.

"That's true. That analogy is indeed not very good."

Su Qing wasn't angry; she just suddenly stared at Mahiru.

"Well, I'll give you a chance to think of another suitable analogy... If I'm satisfied, there'll be an extra meal tonight..."

Mahiru gradually started to stutter.

At first, she was able to barely control her emotions and gaze at those dark eyes as calmly as possible.

But as time ticked by, her heart began to race uncontrollably, forcing her to reluctantly lower her gaze.

"I'm craving dessert. How about the pudding you made for me last time?"

Su Qing seemed a little uneasy and checked again.