Farming in space: the sick and weak son's heart is petted and wild

Chapter 17 It would be great if I could really be freed

That night Jiang Wu had a dream, in which was the detailed life of the original owner.

A life with feelings is no longer a cramming of memories, except for memories without feelings.

Looking at the person in front of her who was exactly like her now, Jiang Wu pursed her lips.

How do you deal with this situation in the novel?
You can rest assured that I will fulfill your last wish, isn't it appropriate!

"You don't need to avenge me, I've already done so."

The man saw what Jiang Wu was hesitating, and said slowly, "Jiang Yao, live well. Do what you want to do most."

"You are Jiang Wu?"

"Hmm." The man admitted easily, "Why did you give up your name?"

Yuan Jiang Wu looked at the expressionless Jiang Wu in front of her and felt that she couldn't compare to her in terms of madness, unlike her who could let go and take it up, who said she didn't love her and she didn't love her.

Very casual and free and easy.

But crazy.

She didn't have that kind of stubbornness engraved in her bones.

"So why did you give up your name?"

"I don't want it anymore." Jiang Wu: "I don't have any concern for that world. As you can see, I'm crazy. The name is just a code name. I can call it whatever, because I'm just me."

"Today I can be called Jiang Wu, tomorrow Zhang San Li Si Wang Wu, a year later I can also call him Gu Jin."

The words fell and Jiang Wu looked at the original owner of this body. As a reader, she felt sorry for the original owner. She was not wrong but she was wrong.

Take revenge on the world for your pain.

Jiang Wu: "Do you have anything else to say? You can't give me dreams for no reason."

Suddenly Jiang Wu took a few steps forward, leaned close to the root, looked at her for a while, "You didn't let go...you said you were liberated, why do you still think about them after death?"

"Probably not crazy enough."

"That's true." Jiang Wu: "So what do you want me to do?"

"If you have the opportunity to meet my parents, please tell me that if there is an afterlife, I will never be your daughter again."

"Any more?"

"The time limit is up, goodbye. I'm going to another world to find my parents again."

Seeing the original owner gradually disappearing in front of her eyes, Jiang Wu shook her head. From now on, her fate with the Chinese world is completely over.

"Why, people always have to dig into the horns?"

Jiang Wu muttered.

Before the original owner died, he saw the long sword piercing his body. It was Jiang Suisui who stabbed him. That's what the original owner said,
"Relieved."

Jiang Suisui frowned, she was relieved but she still couldn't let it go.

The dream gradually dissipated, and when Jiang Wu woke up, she looked at the people around her in the still dark sky, cursed and fell asleep with the quilt covering her head.

When turning over, he kicked Gu Jin awake.

Two insomniacs in one night.

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"Brother!" In the early morning of the second day, Gu Yao ran to Jiang Wu's room as soon as he got out of bed, "You guys... last night?"

Looking at the two with dark circles under their eyes, Gu Yao couldn't help but think too much.

The rooms in this village are all close together...

Gu Yao stared at the clean bed and heaved a sigh of relief.

She also thought that this lonely man and widow would inevitably be unable to control themselves when they were in the same room, and then they would be passionate, sexual, sexual, and ejaculate all night long...

Or it could be said that her brother can't hold back in his arms and then do some things that make her more attractive...

It's like making her a little nephew and niece.

Now it seems all is a cloud.

"What have you been doing?"

Looking at the depressed two, Gu Yao scratched his head and couldn't figure out what happened to them.

She is clever and clever, but she can't analyze things.

You know, Gu Yao, who was still studying in the mansion back then, had to have a dozen or so wives a year.

After Gu Yao entered the Guozijian, the 24-year-old master carried the Guozijian overnight, returned home and retired.

　As far as Yao Yao's wording technique is concerned, the master agrees after reading it
　　
　
(End of this chapter)