Dressed as a white lotus female partner and female protagonist

Ruan Hao suddenly felt a chill down his back.

"system……"

"what happened?"

"Me? How do you feel that someone is plotting against me??"

"illusion……"

"really?"

"I? I'm responsible for protecting you, don't you? Trust me? "

Ruan Hao rubbed Yan Ning's scarf, turned his face sideways, looked at the snow-covered mountains, thought for a while, and still chose to believe: "You are right..."

"Besides," the system is persuasive: "Sometimes when others plot against you, maybe it's what you want. For example, Yan Ning is still plotting against you, isn't it? It's you who let the water go, and the final result is also what you want .”

Ruan Hao thought that what the system said really made sense, and felt relieved, and praised the system by the way: "Now the AI ​​is more and more able to speak, another day? I will send you to participate in the debate competition."

system:"……"

Checking Yan Ning's emotions, satisfaction and happiness coexist, the system sheds tears: Nv Goose, me? It's all for you!Don't you? Chasing Ruan Hao, I'm really sorry for my hard work!

Ruan Hao thought that there was nothing extra in the book. He was so particular about it, at least he didn't pay much attention to the Chinese New Year.

But I didn't expect the process to be similar to the one in the book, or even more grand? The Spring Festival Gala is even more essential. Even the hotel's LED screens are showing warm-up videos.

On New Year's Eve, Ruan Hao heard "Gong Xi Fa? Cai" even more outrageously.

Ruan Hao sat on the bay window and looked at the rising fireworks outside the window, thinking that he was hallucinating: "Is this reasonable? Don't you think it's absurd? How could there be "Gong Xi Fa? Cai"?"

System: "Must have for Chinese New Year, must have."

The familiar voice and music gave Ruan Hao the illusion of returning to the real world.

Although in that world she didn't spend the Spring Festival very seriously, at most? She cooked dumplings, played the Spring Festival Gala as the background sound, and sat wrapped in a small quilt in front of the window to watch when someone set off fireworks.

But when things in memory overlap with the present, it is easy to create a sense of split.

Fireworks then, fireworks now.

Simple and grand?.

"Click——" the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, Yan Ning walked in while taking off his down jacket, stepped on the hot carpet, and stomped her feet lightly: "It's so cold, so cold."

Ruan Hao came back to his senses.

She blinked, and the split feeling disappeared the moment she saw Yan Ning.

There is no Yan Ning in the real world.

Like this? Lively, lovely, fresh Yan Ning.

"then you