Damn my ex got struck by lightning

Eye circles are red.....

These few words evoked Yan Shu's longing and concern for her parents, and she couldn't imagine how sad her parents in another world would be if she still couldn't go back, and how much it would be a blow to them.

Even though she complained that her parents were often absent from her own growth, as a child, she always hoped to be with her parents, not to mention that she was their only child.

"Xiaoshu, don't be sad, we will definitely be able to go back." The little rich woman comforted her confidently.

Yan Shu raised his head from his frustration and asked, "Do you know how to go back?"

The little rich woman said frankly, "I don't know."

Yan Shu: "..."

The little rich woman hugged her arm and smiled naively: "It's because of you, you have always had ideas. Oh, by the way, we are traveling through a fictional era, right? I heard that the emperor passed away when I first came, Hey, are you a widow now?"

"Your sister is widowed." Yan Shu knocked on the poor little rich woman, thinking that the little rich woman and Concubine Yi are the ones who can play together. "Sisters, I'm 22, young and young, single, unmarried, and a widow."

Regarding the question of the era, she said popular science: "It is indeed a superficial era, but what is more exciting than superficial is that we have encountered the legendary Chuanshu! Do you know what Chuanshu is?"

The little rich woman was startled, this... is true, I didn't expect it.

She hurriedly asked, "What book is it? Have you chased after it?"

Yan Shu laughed and cried.jpg: "It's a stallion novel. I found it once when I was bored. The plot is not bad. I guess the author who wrote this book should be quite young."

"What's the name of the book? Maybe I've read it too."

"Hmm..." Yan Shu got stuck, lost in memory, and suddenly blessed in his heart, said: "It seems to be called "The Two-Faced Emperor's Favorite". What is the author's name, Sweet Rabbit? How about it? Have you read it?"

Little rich woman: ......

Yan Shu: "What's wrong?"

The little rich woman blushed, looked at Yan Shu in embarrassment, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Xiao Shu, I will tell you a secret, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

Eh?There are even free secrets to listen to.Yan Shu pretended to be listening attentively, and patted his chest to promise: "What's the relationship between us, good sister, how can I laugh at you. Tell me!"

"Really?"

"It has to be true!"

With the assurance of her good sister, the little rich woman stopped entangled too much, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I am a sweet rabbit."

.......

Yan Shu: "What do you say you are?"

The little rich woman: "I said, I am the sweet bunny."

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Didn't it be funny, you actually laughed at me!"

Yan Shu smiled and searched all over the floor, "Hahahaha, did you deliberately tease me? Rich lady, you are getting cuter and cuter!"

The little sweet bunny rich woman raised her fist of justice in anger: "Yan Shu, you don't mean what you say, I have paid the wrong amount of love, love and time all these years!"

Yan Shu hid while laughing: "Don't, don't, we are pure, purer than rabbit fur."

"Fuck off!"

The two chased each other in the hall, and when they were tired from running, they fell to the ground and panted heavily.

During that episode just now, the laughing Yan Shu had a stomach ache.She really didn't expect that her best friend, the little rich woman, would have a large-scale dog-blooded Marvin hidden in her mind at a young age.

Although it's bloody, it's also very cool.

"Rich woman, you can do it. You can write a novel at the age of 16." Yan Shu admired it from the bottom of his heart.

The little rich woman didn't feel the slightest joy of being praised, but felt so ashamed that she would dig out a whole world from her shameful toes.

"Don't talk about it!" The person involved regretted it very much, regretting why he had to reveal his old background.Just that free?

"I'm serious, rich woman, you can write really well." The younger sister, rich woman, is an only child like Yan Shu. Because she will inherit the family business in the future, she is forced to choose a major she doesn't like.

Yan Shu knew that the rich woman had a big brain since she was a child, full of whimsical ideas, and liked writing very much. She serialized several novels on the Internet when she was in college, and the response was pretty good.

If she wasn't an only child, she would most likely become a professional writer.

Little rich woman pain mask.jpg: "That's my black history, let me go, please!"

Seeing her distorted expression, Yan Shu held back even though he wanted to laugh. "Okay, okay, I don't mention how you write it. I just want to ask, have you been in your own book for so long, and haven't found any abnormalities?"

Anyway, it's my mother.

The little rich woman lay down like a dead fish: "You think I'm as lucky as you, I'm either working or on the way to work every day, I'm hungry and tired, I can't move my mind, can I send a message?" What?"

Yan Shu: "...that makes sense." I couldn't refute it.

"Oh!"

As if remembering something, the little rich woman sat up quickly, her expression nervous and eager.

Yan Shu sat up involuntarily and asked, "What's wrong?"

The little rich woman had tears in her eyes: "My goose died, and I didn't even see him for the last time!"

Yan Shu didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

"Emperor, my goose! Is he handsome?"