Quick Time Travel: My 72 Girlfriend

The gap between ideal and reality is not fat, it can be described in terms of catties.

Nangong Shuoxi remembers that the first time she heard the phrase "the ideal is as plump as Yang Yuhuan, and the reality is as skinny as Zhao Feiyan", it was the remnants of spring, catkins were floating everywhere, and in the quiet afternoon, she was seriously talking to Struggling with math problems, a white catkin floated onto her practice problem.

The classmates in the front row happily discussed their interests and ideals with her at the same table. She listened quietly, and occasionally raised her head to answer their inquiries. Her tablemate, now the child can go to make soy sauce, The girl who always liked to eat oranges picked up the catkins that had fallen on her exercise book, and said something to let Nangong Shuoxi remember what she said until now.

She said that the ideal is like Yang Yuhuan. Tang Xuanzong was infatuated with her, and finally there was an Anshi change. Later, Tang Xuanzong killed her cruelly, but in exchange for the heartbroken Changhenge and Maweipo.In reality, it was Zhao Feiyan who danced on the palm, and Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty loved her, but in the end his own flesh and blood were secretly murdered by the woman he loved so much, and he lost his life.

The classmates in the front row laughed at her for being stupid in studying history at the same table, but Nangong Shuoxi stopped the nib of her pen, looked at the catkins flying outside the window, and fell silent.

Shaohua is easy to pass away, spring is easy to old, how can there be a present every year.

"Um……"

Stretching out her hands to cover the glare of the sun, Nangong Shuoxi snorted unhappily, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what Xixi it was. She rubbed her eyes and tugged at the quilt in her hand. The half-closed eyes suddenly opened in the next moment, and screams resounded throughout the rental house, "I'm late!!"

As she said that, she sat up straight from the bed and began to put on clothes on her body. Halfway through, Si Mingyang, who was frightened by hearing her scream halfway, grabbed her clothes.

"Huh?" Nangong Shuoxi was puzzled, and looked at her with blinked eyes, only to see that she was holding a spatula, pointing to the overalls that Nangong Shuoxi was putting on, and pointing to the calendar hanging on the concrete wall. Nangong Shuoxi curled the corner of his mouth.

"Ah, I forgot, I'm on vacation today, I don't have to go to work." The tense nerves relaxed, seeing Si Mingyang wearing an apron and holding a spatula, Nangong Shuoxi couldn't help laughing, and didn't Knowing whether to laugh at himself being too nervous for being too silly, or to laugh at Si Mingyang's current attire is too silly, his crescent-like eyes are full of light, Nangong Shuoxi straightened up, hooked her clothes, let her approach him, The moment she bent over, a sugary kiss was branded on her chin.

Si Mingyang showed a helpless smile, touched the top of her hair, pointed to the spatula in his hand, and signaled that he was cooking, so don't make trouble with her at this time.Nangong Shuoxi let go of her clothes, took off her overalls, threw them on the bed, and got up to find clothes in the closet.Looking up, she saw that Si Mingyang had already put her clothes on the chair beside the bed.

"You'll spoil me like this." Nangong Shuoxi said angrily, and crawled over to get the clothes. Si Mingyang saw her crawl over like a child, shook his head with a smile, turned around and left make breakfast.

"It smells so good, Si Mingyang, I'm almost being fed into a pig by you."

His waist sank, and complaining words lingered in his ears, and the two of them were close to each other, and Si Mingyang could clearly feel her smooth skin rubbing against him, and her lower body was naked.In fact, Nangong Shuoxi is used to sleeping naked, and she revealed her true nature on the third day she lived with her. Now, even though she has already found a change of clothes for her, she still only wears a shabby The long white shirt that can cover the important parts is dangling around early in the morning.

Nangong Shuoxi hugged the waist tightly held in her arms, leaned her chin on her shoulder, watched her intently turning over the browned eggs in the frying pan little by little, and didn't feel that he was in control of her at all. What a difference the well-fed people make.

She unconsciously rubbed against the person in her arms with her white and tender thighs, and the faces of the two who were close at hand were also very close to each other. Occasionally, the long air of her breath would blow on her face intentionally or unintentionally. , Strands, scratching in my heart like feathers.Si Mingyang's hand holding the spatula paused, his body stiffened as if nailed.

She doesn't like this kind of physical contact very much, but Nangong Shuoxi is obviously a carnivore. She must have such substantial contact every day to feel warmth and love. She is so sensitive that she is afraid of the world.

"Young master, at this time, what you express should be the joy of being relied on, not the pale face of powerlessness."

"I know, but..."

"Si Mingyang, will you always be by my side?"

Holding her, Nangong Shuoxi panicked. Although the person she hugged could not speak, he was surprisingly considerate, like the sun, silently emitting light and heat. By her side, she seemed to be able to ignore all that the cold winter brought her. pain.

She was scared.

Nangong Shuoxi hugged her tightly with both hands, his face was closer to her, his eyes were out of focus, and he murmured, "Si Mingyang, don't go, don't leave me, okay? I will work hard, I will work to make money , I will work very hard, very... When I earn money, I will buy you a big house to live in, set up a flower shop for you, and give you... the best things in the world, okay? Si Mingyang, Si Mingyang..."

Dreams are always easy to wake up, and the dreams of mortals are always beautiful and easy-going, pretending to appear in the illusory world like flowers and moons in the mirror, wanting to forget their own pain, wanting to escape physical/physical and mental exhaustion, mortals are so fragile Unbearable.

The hot oil in the pot was crackling, Si Mingyang listened to what she said in his ear, as if he didn't hear it, he was indifferent, she turned off the fire, turned around, and wanted to take the plate and put the fried vegetables on the plate , but once again, was locked in his arms.

"Si Mingyang, don't leave me, okay? I'll give you whatever you want, and I'll accompany you in whatever you want. Don't leave, don't go anywhere, okay?"

Everyone has a forbidden place in their hearts, and there are scars that can't help but burst into tears as soon as they touch it. Xihe knows that Nangong Shuoxi this time belongs to such a person.Different from the Xuanyuan Yang she played in the first game world, this Nangong Shuoxi has a weak personality. Under the pressure of her mother since she was a child, she has developed a submissive temperament, but she advocates freedom and longs to break free from her mother's control. To the outside world, but because of her cowardly character, she couldn't get what she wanted.But now that she meets Si Mingyang with a physical defect, a woman who is weaker than her, all the pity in her heart is aroused. Therefore, she wants to enjoy Si Mingyang rather than love The feeling of being in control of her.

【Your Highness, why do you meet people with abnormal psychology? 】While watching excitedly, the Yanguan took out a spiritual fruit from the storage bag, and chewed it with relish, clicked on the introduction on the game data board, and sighed, 【This Nangong Shuoxi, the last one After hearing about Qianshuo, I always feel... oh, what kind of captivity, Your Highness, you...be careful. 】

Alas, it's a good thing that His Highness used the body of the former owner Si Mingyang in this world, otherwise... what would happen to her, she wouldn't be able to explain it!

It's really three days without Fang Jiewa, that damned little god, what happened to her, isn't it the disaster caused by the broken game she brought? !It seems that it will be impossible not to teach her a lesson, but she is currently considering whether to give that damned little god Samadhi True Fire or Sun God Bow.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement, okay?"

Here, His Majesty the Sun God was thinking about how to punish the schadenfreude officer, Nangong Shuoxi had gradually lost the last bit of her patience while waiting, feeling restless and flustered, all these words cannot describe her mood at the moment.She slowly raised the hand that was holding her tight, stroked her hand inch by inch, let go, and held it again.

Si Mingyang frowned, looked at his hand tightly wrapped by her with dim eyes, and nodded hesitantly while she was expecting the tense and gradually intensified panting.

"Ding—the degree of soul repair, 5%, congratulations, young master."

"But Er Er, 1214, you are becoming more and more flattering to me. Next time, don't report this to me again."

"……Yes."

Nangong Shuoxi happily brought the dishes made by Si Mingyang to the table, obediently sat beside the table which was used as a dining table, and waited attentively for Si Mingyang to come over to eat, his appearance was obedient as if he had picked up a treasure.

The most precious thing for human beings is their own dreams, the happiest thing is that their dreams come true, and the most stupid thing is not knowing that a dream is a dream.

Si Mingyang was finally with her.

Even Nangong Shuoxi, who would wake up with a smile in his dreams, woke up the next morning, looking at the person next to his pillow still had an unreal feeling.However, she didn't have much time to confirm the authenticity of this matter, because if she didn't get up again, she might really be late.

Carefully getting up, trying not to wake her up, Nangong Shuoxi dressed and helped to make breakfast, when she got up to go out, she paused, thinking about her peaceful sleeping face, she couldn't hold back, and walked over gently, Kissed the corner of her mouth, eyes bent into crescents, and said softly.

"Good morning."

As early as when she was in school, she had imagined this kind of love with each other, wetting each other, nurturing each other, a flat love, a life like flowing water, no worries, no quarrels, just two people who love each other.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Si Mingyang dared to open his eyes, looked at the shoes that disappeared from the shoe cabinet at the door of the rental house, and sighed.

This Nangong Shuoxi is too idealistic, looking at everything is an absolute ideal, and often, such a person, the more lack of soul, the deeper the lack of security and pain.

Why did she find such a troublesome one for the first time?