MTL - Dressed As a White Lotus Female Partner and Female Protagonist-Chapter 63 new year

Ruan Hao suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"System..."

"What's wrong?"

“I? How do I feel like someone is behind me??”

"Illusion..."

"Really?"

"I'm in charge of protecting you, don't you trust me??"

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

"Furthermore," the system persuades you: "Sometimes people are calculating you, maybe it's what you want. For example, Yan Ning is still thinking about you, isn't it? The end result is what you want."

Ruan Haoxin thought that what the system said really made sense, so he was relieved, and by the way, he praised the system: "Now the AI ​​is more and more able to speak, another day? Send you to participate in the debate? Competition."

System: "…"

Xia Yanning's emotions were detected, contentment and happiness coexisted, and the system cried: female goose, I? It's all for you! You didn't catch Ruan Hao, I'm really sorry for my efforts!

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

But I didn't expect the process to be similar to that outside the book? It's even more grand? The Spring Festival Gala is a must? hot video.

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

Ruan Hao sat on the bay window and looked out the window? The fireworks rose, thinking he had hallucinated: "Is this reasonable? Don't you? Do you think it's absurd? How can there be "Gong Xi Fa?" fiscal"?"

System: "Must have it for the New Year."

Familiar sounds and music make Ruan Hao feel that he has returned to the real world.

Although she didn't spend the Spring Festival seriously in that world, at most? She cooks and makes dumplings and plays the Spring Festival Gala as the background sound. Whoever sets off fireworks, she sits wrapped in a quilt and sits Take a look at the window.

But the things in memory overlap with the present, and it is easy to have a sense of division.

The fireworks then, the fireworks now.

Simple and grand?

"Click-" The door of the bedroom was pushed open from the outside, Yan Ning walked in while taking off his down jacket, stepping on the hot carpet, she stomped lightly: "It's so cold, so cold."

Ruan Hao came back to his senses.

She blinked, the sense of division vanished the moment she saw Yan Ning.

There is no Yan Ning in the real world.

So? Live, lovely, fresh Yan Ning.

"Then you