Transform into a three-no heroine

Chapter 6 Letting Go
Yeyuzhen, 17 years old this year, is a senior high school student in Yudu who loves online literature.After finishing homework, reviewing, and a busy day of study and life, Yeyu Zhenhui will log on to the starting point and read the novels he has collected.

When there is a shortage of books, he will also look for piglets on the major lists, put his favorite piglets into the pigsty, and slowly fatten them up.

Of course, what he hates the most is the kind of brush that dominates the list. Even though the novel is not very good, he still has to spend a lot of money to buy the cult package.Although the data looks very beautiful, but when the author finds that the results have not met the expectations after putting it on the shelf, he will scream up to the sky and brandish his sword from the palace.

In the end, the author not only lost money and wasted precious time, but also hurt the fragile and soft (crossed out) heart of the reader.

This approach is simply shameless.

The novel "Zhu Xian" was read by Ye Yuchen on the list, and this kind of explosive achievement directly made this book rank among the top three on the list of new books by Xianxia.

Ye Yuzhen clicked to read with the attitude of giving it a try. However, the effect of reading was very, very unsatisfactory.For a cool reader like him who likes to read invincible stories, reading this sadistic novel is undoubtedly a disaster.

What made him even more angry was that the series of red envelopes for recommendation tickets almost blinded him, so Ye Yuzhe, who had a sudden onset of chuunibyou, pressed his hands on the keyboard and typed out such a trolling post.

Looking at the content of Jiang Huo's reply, Ye Yuchen thought for a long time. Although he didn't understand what kind of words these dots represented, but based on his previous experience of swearing, these content should be all kinds of vulgar and indecent swear words .

"A shrew swearing at the street? Anxious? With this kind of quality, can you still be an author?"

Ye Yuchen organized his words with a sneer on his face, moved his hands together, and typed a reply on the keyboard.

At this moment, Ye Yuzhen seemed to be possessed by Fu 樫 Yuta, trying to use his own words to defeat Jiang Huo, a shameless big brush.

Citing materials, raising opinions, arguing, connecting with reality, and summarizing, using the method of citing points, discussing and connecting, which is necessary for college entrance examination composition, Ye Yuzheng wrote about [-] words eloquently, and the anger and dissatisfaction in my heart dissipated a little. Some.

After pressing the reply button and refreshing it a few times to ensure that his message had been sent successfully, Ye Yuchen stretched his waist, yawned, climbed onto the bed, and prepared to sleep.

That night, Ye Yuzhen dreamed of a scene.

The dark and dilapidated rental house exuded a disgusting smell.The wretched man wearing glasses stared at the comments on the screen with a red face. He pressed the keyboard with trembling hands, unable to type a single character in response for a long time.The burly man thought over and over again, bit his lips with his teeth, and his fat cheeks were covered with tears, and finally replied a few words under the post.

"Dad! I was wrong!"

At the same time, Ye Yuzhen, who dreamed of such a scene, appeared in large characters and lay on the bed.

A confident smile was outlined on the corner of his mouth, and a crystal clear halazi flowed out slowly from his mouth.

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The next day.

The morning sun shines through the glass onto the bedroom floor.

The dots of light, like beating musical notes, happily climbed onto the wide bed.

Looking forward, Jiang Huo in pajamas was lying there.

The pair of pink and jade-carved little feet exposed to the air were trembling unconsciously.

Jiang Huo embraced the little bear's bedding, raised his left leg to rest on it, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly, speaking unknown ravings.

If you listen carefully, you can find that Jiang Huo is calling his mother's name.

The clock hanging in the bedroom has quietly pointed to 08:30.

Suddenly, there was a crisp clicking sound, which was very clear in the quiet bedroom.

It's a pity that Jiang Huo, who was in a dream, didn't notice it at all. She curled her lips, scratched her hair with her left hand, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

The door of the bedroom was slowly pushed open from the outside, and a figure with curly ponytail came in quietly.She glanced at Jiang Huo who was lying on the bed, then immediately raised the fruit phone and took dozens of pictures in a row.

Looking at the delicate body on the screen, the sneaking "little thief" suddenly showed a happy smile on his face.

She stuffed the phone into her trouser pocket, walked quietly to the bedside, picked up the round black mineral glasses, took the fruit phone that was charging, and then returned the same way and left the bedroom.

After about 3 minutes, the girl walked into the bedroom again. This time, she was holding a mysterious black cloth bag in her hand.

"Little Huo'er, wake up, the sun is shining!" The girl patted Jiang Huo on the cheek, and took the bear quilt from her arms.

The tender cheeks were attacked, and Jiang Huo, who was sleeping, gradually regained consciousness. She opened her eyes in a daze, blinked her eyes, and asked subconsciously: "Mom?"

The girl holding the bear quilt was also taken aback, and after a long while, there was a sneer.

"Hahaha...Little Huo'er, my good daughter..."

Hearing this voice, Jiang Huo, who was in a daze, woke up instantly.

MMP, isn't this the little bitch from the **** day!
Sitting aside, **Tian was almost laughing like crazy. This sister from her aunt's house was so silly and cute. The first thing she did when she woke up was to look for her mother.

Facing the continuous laughter, Jiang Huo stood up, even if the world in front of her eyes was hazy, she could still find the location of ** through prediction.

Jiang Huo stretched out his white arms and struck towards ** Tian's cheek, as if he wanted to cover the opponent's mouth with his hands, so that the continuous laughter would disappear completely.

Facing the attacking hands, ** was not afraid at all. She raised the bear quilt, pulled her hands, and directly covered Jiang Huo's head.

Jiang Huo's sight was covered by blankets covering the sky, and she only felt that her eyes went dark, and the originally blurry world became dark.Suddenly, Jiang Huo felt a sense of panic.She subconsciously withdrew her hands, hugged her head, and lay back on the bed again.

However, before Jiang Huo, who was lying on the bed, reorganized a counterattack, a huge force came from her waist and abdomen.

Jiang Huo pursed his red lips and moved his hands. Both arms were firmly held down by the opponent. Although his legs could move, Jiang Huo would not kick at will. If he hurts someone, it will not end well. .

Ever since, the husky voice came out from under the quilt: "**** God! Let me go!"

(End of this chapter)