Chapter 168 The World of Children

Author: The Lost Dragon

She thought for a while and spoke slowly: "There is a wealthy family. The young man in the family is at the age of getting married. Then, he has two cousins, one is beautiful but not in good health, and the other is well-respected and in good health.

Both of these cousins ​​like him very much.

He likes a pretty cousin, and his mother likes the other one."

Look, in fact, the main plot of Dream of Red Mansions is just that.

Wenzai tried hard to open her eyes, "But, both the eldest and second sisters are very beautiful!"

Song Huanxi: “…”

This is why she is unwilling to tell stories to children!

There are always some inexplicable questions!

She explained patiently: "These are the protagonist's two cousins, not your eldest and second sisters."

"Oh," Wenzai responded vaguely, "Then these two cousins ​​must both hate each other!"

Song Huanxi raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Why do you say that?!"

Wenzai yawned, her eyes closed completely, and her mouth seemed to have a piece of candy in her mouth. If she didn't listen carefully, she could no longer hear what he was saying:

"Just like Anzai and I, we both like Bozai's cars, but there is only one car, so I hate Anzai, and Anzai hates me too!"

Song Huanxi: “…”

Is the world of children so complicated?!

She couldn't help asking, "Who does that Bozai like? Are you still Anzai?"

Wenzai did not respond to her. After listening carefully, the little boy's breathing was even and long, and he had obviously fallen asleep.

Song Huanxi shook his head, pulled the corner of the quilt, and prepared to put it on Wen Zai's round belly-

The next second, her hand froze in the air, and a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, illuminating all unknown places-

At the same time, the words of drinking and drinking echoed her mind: "... Think about which two characters are more likely to have conflicts together?"

Between Baoyu, Daiyu and Baochai, there are naturally Daiyu and Baochai!

Wrong, she was wrong!

She was wrong from the beginning!

The plot should be based on the relationship between Daiyu and Baochai, so that the conflicts and conflicts will reach the most intense!

The story will also be more tempting!

After understanding this, the originally extinguished spark of inspiration instantly changed from dark to light, suddenly exploded, and a brilliant river of inspiration emerged.

Song Huanxi could no longer lie down. She carefully got up from the bed, tiptoed out of the bedroom, and closed the door gently-

When I turned around, I quickly lit the light like a fire under my feet, and then rushed to the table, grabbed the pen, pulled the cap away, and didn't even have time to buckle the cap back onto the pen holder!

When I picked up the pen, I started writing quickly!

"After Daiyu asked Xueyan, she didn't really expect her to answer. When she saw her look embarrassed, she didn't make things difficult for her. She whispered, 'Get my hydrangea.'"

"Xueyan didn't move immediately, looking worried, 'Miss, it's still early, let's sleep a little longer!"

Daiyu waved her hand and coughed lightly: 'You have been following me for so long, but you still don't know what's going on in me? It's hard to fall asleep again when you wake up. Instead of tossing and turning, it's better to find something to do!'

Xueyan sighed softly: "Why don't I know? I just hope the lady is better!"

…”

Song Huanxi was concentrating on writing, but he didn't know that shortly after she left, Wenzai opened her eyes in a daze, as if she was still in a dream. After a moment, he realized that the eldest sister had run away again!

Wenzai lay on the bed and pulled the quilt over his head. But the more he thought about it, the more he became more and more afraid. He felt that the quilt was full of demons and monsters, so he opened the quilt and looked out carefully.

The little boy muttered: "Wenzai is not afraid or afraid, my sister said that Wenzai is a brave boy!"

"Woo——"

He suddenly retracted his head, and through the quilt, he still felt a numbness on his skin, as if something invisible was touching him!

Wenzai is so scared!

Why haven’t the eldest sister come back yet!

Between the door, Song Huanxi's writing became smoother and smoother. Later, the words "He" were like flying, and the words "He" were like clouds and fog, as if they were about to ascend from paper.

The handwriting is becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish.

When she finished writing, she looked up and saw a glimmer of light outside the window and a burst of soreness came from her neck.

Song Huanxi raised his hand to cover his neck, turned around, let out a comfortable moan, put the manuscript on the table aside - she didn't want to read it for the second time!

I returned to the room while yawning and took a look at Wenzai first. The little boy lay motionless on the bed, like a little frog, sleeping very well.

So cute!

Song Huanxi curled his lips and climbed onto the bed quietly, and soon fell asleep.

The little frog moved, and the quilt quietly opened a crack, revealing Wenzai's slightly red eyes.

After staring at Song Huanxi's side face for a while, the little boy let out a long breath and slowly fell asleep.

...

The next morning, the two brothers who had been staying up all night naturally couldn't get up. However, Song Huanyun ran over to lift Song Huanxi's quilt with great energy and shouted in a loud voice: "Sister, sister, get up!"

Get up and make money!

Song Huanxi seemed to have thousands of troops in his mind, and they were still hostile to each other and fighting fiercely. The second sister's shout was like a thunder sounding out of thin air on the battlefield, which made her almost vomit.

Song Huanxi sat up straight with a wooden face, grabbed her pillow stuffed with tea stems, and threw it towards her dick-

Chasing from the bedroom to the living room, the ended with the dick hiding into the bathroom and begging for mercy.

Wenzai really wanted to get up and watch this big show, but in the end he lost to Grandpa Zhou. He said he couldn't play chess, and Grandpa White-bearded even asked him to pile up blocks!

Song Huanxi was so sleepy that he gave her a few dollars to the second child and sent her to the entrance of the theater first.

The Kowloon Theater is located in the downtown area of ​​Kowloon, with a mixture of dragons and snakes. Song Huanxi is not going to take Wen Zai there.

The brother and brother slept for half a minute. Song Huanxi struggled to get up and washed himself before he woke Wenzai up. He took the towel that had been thrown into warm water, woke up the younger brother first, and asked him to wash himself.

I also packed the snacks specially for the second sister to leave, including five kinds, including Bozi cake, sugar cake, sugar cake, fish eggs, and five-spice peanuts, three sweet and two salty, and two lunch boxes.

He also put on Wenzi's favorite building blocks and villain's book, and Song Huanxi led Wenzi to the school.

Wen Zai looked confused: "Sister, aren't you going to have a rest today?"

Song Huanxi lowered his head and smiled at his younger brother: "Yes, your second sister and I have time to sell snacks on holidays. Sister, please ask a beautiful aunt to take care of you, okay?"

Wenzai pursed her mouth and didn't speak.

Song Huanxi knew that this was unhappy. She immediately squatted down, looked straight into her younger brother's eyes, and said as gentle as possible: "Wenzai is too young. There are many people in the place where Sister and Second Sister go, so Sister can't take care of you."

After pausing, the corners of her mouth drooped down, and she was about to cry: "If Wenzai lost it, my sister would be sad to death!"

Wenzai opened her dark eyes and sighed like a little adult: "Okay! Then you have to come and pick me up early!"
Chapter completed!