Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

But...it's boring, right?

Falling in love or something.

In this busy world, nothing beyond your imagination can be seen. It is impossible for someone to take me and my sister through the murder zone to the shelter while eating self-heating rice like before.

Now... I'm not at the age where I can easily ride on a man's neck and play with him.

She never showed up. Maybe she was having a sweet time after marriage.

I really want to send you my blessing again. Full of sincerity.

There is a feeling of guilt.

Once I remembered the guest room in my sister's house in Dongshi, I did something.

"I'm sorry... Sister."

It seems like I can't keep a normal mind. I'm not jealous at all.

If I could have done that, I wouldn’t have known that my brother-in-law really existed. If it was really him... I wouldn’t have dared to come back from Kyoto immediately.

but……

You will get used to it. Sooner or later, when your children are born and you are squeezed by happy and satisfied smiles... you will definitely get used to it.

At that time, I will give the children big red envelopes and gifts. The days of being a watcher are really hard. You have already survived the most difficult six years... I have also survived.

I am sorry.

I secretly went to the place where you tried on wedding dresses. I lied to the clerk and said that I wanted to experience what it was like to wear a wedding dress in advance. I took all the same ones as you.

Really sorry.

I can't let you see me being so extreme. So, I'm going to go back to Kyoto first, and then I'll leave for a while when the holidays come.

Please forgive me.

I also imagined some excessive things, thinking about what would happen if my brother-in-law mistook the wrong person for someone else, and did something bad alone in the bathroom.

I am sorry.

Chapter 197 New World

6 month 5 day.

There's nothing special to say.

The wedding ended successfully.

The certificate was obtained. For the first time, An Shiyao uploaded the wedding photos on her WeChat Moments, which usually only posted work-related posts.

A lot of people were surprised.

A lot of people blessing.

She just doesn't have many friends with whom she chats regularly, but that doesn't mean that few people pay attention to her.

"did you see?"

"I was very popular in high school, and many people privately said that I was the school belle."

An Shiyao opened the high school and college classmates group that she had blocked for a long time, and many people were talking about her.

then.

She slid back to Mu Xueer and Xia Ye’s Twitter.

It's weird to say.

Su Ming remembered that Xia Ye only used communication software occasionally and never used social software. The security company used the communication tool she developed independently.

But when An Shiyao said she wanted to add her blog or something, she agreed right away and actually gave me a decent personal account.

【Visible only to friends】

[I met the leader of the Houthis today. He is taller than me. He has a very bad tone and is annoying.]

[Beaver tail, delicious. Not real beaver, bad review.]

[People with dark skin will be discriminated against. Wouldn't it be good to develop products that can make skin whiter? Why did the President of Guaragua strongly condemn my proposal? ]

[What a big fish. It's big enough for me to eat it without feeling full. ]

【…】

The things Xia Ye posted were strange and bizarre. These were not specially sent to An Shiyao, and many of the drafts were made ten years ago.

She said that she thought everyone had a blog, so she thought about having one too. But later she just kept the draft in her diary and didn't publish it.

Miao Xueer's is much more normal.

Most of them are about activities and work. There should be someone recording her vlogs, which feels a bit like an official interview. Most of the lines are also prepared in advance.

'Xiaoye has a cracked version of Sister Xue'er's private account, do you want it?'

Hey.

Mu Xueer believed too much in things that could only be seen by one person.

[Hehe, a swimsuit like mine... Plato would definitely get horny if he saw it. There's nothing I can do about it, after all, it's me. Talent and beauty coexist.]

【Image, JPG】

[Hahaha, this princess is indeed born beautiful! ]

【…】

[It’s normal that I like licking feet so much. After all, I think they are works of art. 】

【…】

I did have a vague feeling that Mu Xue'er was a bit narcissistic, but I didn't expect that once she got used to expressing her thoughts in a "personalized" way, she would become so abstract.

“It feels like their lives are so fulfilling.”

An Shiyao put down her phone.

"but……"

She stroked her belly again and smiled, "I'm not bad either."

Her emotions are very stable.

He no longer tried to be the first as much as before, and after what happened with Xia Ye, apart from feeling embarrassed occasionally, it was nothing.

Miao Xueer has already returned to Eagle Country. She pretended not to have heard that Xia Ye had casually hacked her private account and made it public.

6 month 7 day.

Xia Ye didn't leave.

I temporarily asked her to be my secretary and we attended several seminars together.

I have always felt that she is too petite and too young no matter what.

But in fact, once she changed into a serious gray suit and her expression changed to a professional smile... no one dared to look down on her.

A person's conversation can make up for the immaturity brought by appearance.

"Ms. Xia Ye's words are very pertinent."

"I'll think about it carefully."

"Even if it's a favor investment, it's fine. After all, Miss Xia has helped me."

"Is it true? Miss Xia Ye's medical team can cure breast cancer?"

"..."

Of course, it is refreshing to cooperate with people who are capable, can do practical things and provide benefits.

Sometimes when Su Ming looked at Xia Ye's slightly childish face, he even felt that he didn't need to start a career at all, he just needed to open a hospital. He would have connections, money... everything.

The more fame and fortune you gain, the more you care about your life.

The home I return to now is the new home I bought.

It is located beside an artificial lake in Dongshi. It has beautiful scenery and convenient transportation. It is not considered a suburb.

There is a garage underground, and a temporary parking shed shaded by trees on the ground. There is also a yard for children to play in, as An Shiyao wanted.

There are two layers in total.

But these two floors contain facilities such as a gym, a private cinema, an entertainment hall, etc. Very spacious.

The master bedroom is a completely large room. Generally speaking, a double bed is more than enough at 2.2 meters, but the bed in this room is 4 meters. Without the blackout hood, the room with floor-to-ceiling windows on the entire wall will be very bright. But you can't see anything from the outside. It's completely dark.

"No, no way..."

"Sister Xia Ye will finish her bath soon?"

"It's still daytime...can't we wait until night?"

"..."

An Shiyao can accept turning off the lights at night or doing whatever she wants in an environment with insufficient lighting.

But I was more or less nervous lying on the window with the curtains closed in the middle of the afternoon.

"Women are fickle."

"?"

"What did we say in Sea Island City? There will be enough supply."

"I, I won't stop you from doing that... I've already said that it's okay until the evening."

"..."

Unable to resist Su Ming's clear gaze, she could only bite her lips and turn around.

"Just for a while... the rest will be after bedtime."

That is impossible.

If you really want to play, you must have fun.

"Woo, I knew you wouldn't just stay like that for a while!"

Is it considered a play flower?

Xia Ye came in after taking a shower, drying her hair while staring at him intently.

Soon joined the battlefield.

They can kiss each other cheek to cheek.

You can also massage the left and right legs separately.

"It's my turn... I want it."

After a few days, An Shiyao was not incapable of asking for it in front of Xia Ye.

Sometimes you can see Xia Ye sitting on An Shiyao’s lap with his head on her baby canteen.

"This way Sister An won't keep shaking."

"But...how do you know he doesn't want to see it?"

"Makes sense."

"No, don't help me shake it!"

"..."

"What size shoes does Xia Ye wear?"

"It's 33."

"So small... I wear a size 36."

"Although I'm a size 33, I can still wear Sister An's shoes."

"I just said my high heels looked weird!"