Funny time travel story

"Time Travel: Su Xiaosi's Strong Life" I laughed till I got cramps~~~

Introduction: Xiaobai version introduction: I, Su Xiaosi, was gorgeous in one night The ground was struck by lightning and penetrated. Why don't you just sing "The World is Unparalleled" and make a dolphin sound (please imagine its lethality.). As for striking me with lightning? Here I am grateful to CCTV, to MTV, to SMJ, and to my parents. Without you, there would be no time for me to travel through time.

Ouch~~I’m here, and my life of doing evil is about to begin. My wish is to be an ordinary, glittering person. It’s really ordinary, isn’t it?

Romance version synopsis: I dreamed back at midnight, I sang that song lonely in the middle of the night with no one around, and we will be together for the rest of our lives. Is there really such pure love in this world? The wind ruthlessly passed through my hair, and the rain caressed my cheek. My face was extremely pale in the rainy night. Facing this mortal world again, I was also confused. In this thousand years of floating life, what exactly do I want? ?

(Author: Please choose the version you like, or mix and match for understanding)

Content (some excerpts): I have a nice last name - Su, basically With such a nice last name, I should have a nice name. But in fact, my name is not literary at all. My irresponsible parents named me Xiaosi. Su Xiaosi, Tian Na, what a popular name. I deeply doubt that if you call "Little Four" on the street, eight out of ten dogs will bark in response to your call.

So I am very sad and angry. I once asked my parents why they named me like this. My mother patted my head and said, "This name is simple and easy to write. You wrote it in just a few seconds during the exam. What if I named it for you?" With a name like Su Qingyan, it takes you a minute to write your name in the exam. What a waste of time." I was immediately shocked by my mother's wisdom. It turns out that my name has so many benefits. I felt so happy all of a sudden that I no longer cared about the tone of my friend calling me the waiter of an inn every time.

As a student who is deeply oppressed by school, my biggest hobby is reading time travel novels. Every time I see those female pigs dominating the world, I really want to go and travel in style. I don't need so many beautiful men, nor do I need so much power. I just want to be an ordinary person. Make money every day until your eyes are dazzled, count money until you get cramps, and be a shining person.

Really, I only need to be so ordinary. (Author: You are called ordinary, I am the first to sweat.)

So I will devoutly make a wish before going to bed tomorrow night: God, let me wear something, preferably a female Zunguo, where it is fun to make money. .

In the three years of high school, I never stopped making wishes, especially before the exam, my wish was very strong. But in three years I never got what I wanted. Finally, I got through it, graduated, and when I could do whatever I wanted tomorrow, the God of Death forced me to time travel.

It was a typhoon night, and I stood proudly at the window, watching the lightning flashes. When I thought about the rare weather, I came to sing a song. I didn’t think much about it at the time, so I sang Zhang Moumou’s ≤天下无双≥. Later I learned that you shouldn’t sing randomly in such weather, especially a song that can kill people if you can’t sing it well. When I found out, I already regretted it.

At that time, I was playing Dolphin Sound without overestimating my ability, and suddenly a lightning bolt came to me and struck me. Before I had time to panic, I fainted with glory. At that moment, I was thinking: Mom, please don’t let me travel through time. I haven’t enjoyed the relaxing summer vacation I just had in three years.

But reality is always cruel. When I woke up, I saw a white light and an old man staring at me nervously. I shuddered immediately and immediately closed my eyes to hint to myself: This is a dream, this is a dream. The old man was not satisfied and shook me desperately. I felt like my blood pressure suddenly shot up and my brain burst. I got angry, jumped up and grabbed the old man by the collar and cursed: "Old man, if you shake me to death, if you shake me again I will kill you." The old man opened his mouth wide and was shocked by me.

Sure enough, force is the best way to solve problems.

I was feeling proud when I heard a weak voice: "But you are already dead." Am I dead? Yes, I seemed to have been struck by lightning. It would be strange if I didn't die. With the keenness of an educated young man in the 21st century, I immediately realized that this dead lightning was related to the dead old man in front of me.

So I desperately started to shake the old man’s collar and started to use Brother Ma’s roaring skills: "Why, why, why, why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong? I am a new good person." Young people usually don’t steal or rob. They give up their seats when they meet an old man. They donate money when they encounter an earthquake. Why should you strike me with lightning? Why, why, why! Ah~~~~~~~ah~~~~ ~~~" My Roaring Skill knocked the old man down instantly. He lowered his head in shame: "After our investigation, we have indeed chopped the wrong person. But who asked you to sing such a dead song? When the thundering man heard your ghostly voice, his hand suddenly became crooked. "

You are still reasonable. I am struck by lightning when I sing. What a worldly thing. I touched his collar: "I don't care, send me back now. I still have two time travel stories that I haven't read yet." The dead old man began to back away: "Actually, your body is already dead, so in a responsible manner we I’m going to let you join our lucky time travel experience to make it up to you. How about it? Don’t you really want to time travel?” I said with a grin, “You want to use this to get rid of me, huh? If you don’t agree to my conditions, you can’t get rid of me.” "A drop of sweat hung from the dead old man's head, and he said tremblingly: "What do you want?"

"It's very simple," I loosened the old man's collar: "First, I want to wear it to a beautiful woman. Then I want to have the martial arts and super light skills to protect myself from death, and finally I want all the skills of the witches in Diablo."

The old man hesitated, but was immediately shocked by my fierce face. I was frightened, but I agreed very wisely. Ouch~ My time-travel life is about to begin happily. Standing in front of the crossing gate, I brushed my hair, which I hadn't washed for three days. I sighed with emotion: "The heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as dogs!" In fact, my heart was bubbling with beauty. Before I could fake enough, I was kicked out by the dead old man. Damn old man, please remember, if you dare to kick my ass~!

So, my mistress is dressed like this~

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Props: jade buns and shrimp dumplings

Character: Me , brother

"The mountain is still the same mountain, and the water is still the same water." I sang in my heart affectionately, while watching my brother fall into the same mood as Hamlet at the table. Troubles: TOBEORNOTTOBE. In the end, his sensibility triumphed over his reason. His brother carefully took a bite of the shrimp dumplings. A minute later, he showed a happy smile. I'm gearing up and getting ready to play. You ask me who I am, I am the enemy of my brother's happiness. Tampering with the lyrics of Baolian Lantern: If he is happy, I am not happy~~

I endured the pain and pinched myself again, and appeared in front of my brother with tears in my eyes. I looked at the half shrimp dumpling held by my brother with grief-stricken eyes, and then I looked at my brother who was standing there with the eyes I would look at the enemy who killed my whole family. I quickly grabbed the half shrimp dumpling, turned my back to my brother and stuffed half of the shrimp dumpling into it.

“No, no, this is not true, Qiangbao, have you left me? My Qiangbao, I have been with you since you were an egg, and I have raised you to be shiny. Liang, fat and strong, and you, are you going to die like this? Oh my God, why do you want me to give you to a black-haired person? Qiangbao, Qiangbao, my mother is sorry for leaving you dead. It’s your mother’s fault. She couldn’t help you take revenge. It’s your uncle who ate you. Just think of your blood relationship and forgive him! Qiangbao, my poor baby~” I shouted at the top of my lungs. Pretending on the side. My brother's face went from red to white, from white to purple, from purple to black, and finally turned into a big white screen. He started to vomit violently next to him and had to go to have his stomach lavaged, but Xiaoqiang's body had been deeply imprinted on his body and mind, becoming a nightmare that he couldn't get rid of.

I looked at him sadly and said, "Brother, don't be sad. Qiangbao will be uneasy if he knows about it underground." My brother was trembling beside him.

I continued to add fuel to the fire: "Brother, if Qiangbao died like this, it would be like being cut in half. Please give me some money and let me bury him properly. I know you are very sad now and can't get the money, so I will just take it." ” All my brother’s money fell into my pocket.

PK result: I won a great victory, and my brother suffered a disastrous defeat.

From then on, when my brother saw me, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. His eyes turned white and the corners of his mouth twitched. Sometimes he would immediately faint and pretend to be dead, hoping to dispel my interest in him. Am I the fierce female ghost in red at Midnight Theater? Is this necessary? She is a 13-year-old beauty who is loved by everyone, loved by everyone, blooming with flowers, and carried in cars. Why do you want to hurt my young and pure heart like this? (Author: Do you still have the nerve to ask?) In this way, I play and play with my brother every day, and my daily life is extremely nourishing. My face becomes rosy day by day, and my brother's face becomes pale day by day. (Little Si: Why is my face so rosy? It’s because I drink blood every day!)

Sometimes I really feel sad for Father Su, who actually gave birth to a son who only has an outside but no inside. Rykov is a person in a cover, but he is a person with only a cover. In modern terms, he is a vase! I finally understood why my father’s eyes were a little sad. It turned out to be for this brother who was only a shell. I immediately wrote a modern poem: God only gave me the shell, but I peeled off the shell and let others laugh at my empty interior. Look at my literary talent. It is truly unparalleled. It is truly astonishing and peerless. I said, my brother, the Chinese winner Li Li is moved by the fact that she is physically disabled, but she uses her soul to play the song of the strong, but you are: the body is intact, but she uses the incomplete inner heart to play the song of cleansing. Why is there such a big gap between this person and other people? As your sister, I am deeply ashamed of you.

In his last life, my father must have had his hair cut off before the bank loan was repaid, and he must have had nothing left behind, so he gave birth to this pair of unparalleled children. One had convulsions every day, and the other was extremely mentally retarded. Fortunately, I'm here. IQ200, EQ200, top-notch acting skills, good at telling lies. It's a fine breed that has never been seen before or will come after. If we are both pigs, then the brother and sister must be sick pigs, and I must be a local pig with a big green mark and a very expensive price. (Author: Your metaphor is so powerful.) It doesn’t matter, there is a gap, and it’s never too late to work hard. I looked at my brother’s innocent face and vowed to make his inner body black, which is called black belly for short.

In the early morning, I stood by the window pretending to be melancholy. Now please allow me to describe this charming girl to you as a bystander: Her extremely delicate figure is leaning against the window frame, with a distressing aura, her beautiful eyes are tight Closed, the long eyelashes seemed to be a little sparkling, the small and pretty nose still had traces of redness, and the red lips that were not dotted could vaguely see the mark of the teeth. I didn't dare to look at that face. A beautiful face, because I am afraid that I will fall into the hell of my soul. This wind-like girl is like an elf. I don’t expect to have the qualifications. I only hope that when she flies into the sky, her light butterfly wings will sweep over me. My whole life That's enough. (Author: The above content is purely the fourth heroine's own YY, after a lot of artistic processing, using extremely BH exaggerated techniques, please don't take it personally~ If anyone is offended, the goods have been sold and no returns will be accepted, lol~ ~)

How can I be worthy of myself if I don’t write a poem at this time? I pondered for a moment and chanted to the morning light: "Others laugh at me for being too crazy. I laugh at others because they can’t see through it. I can’t see the tomb of Wuling Hero. "Plowing the fields without flowers and wine." Although it is not suitable for the occasion, it can almost bring out my noble temperament. The morning breeze swayed, and the radiance of the morning sun shone lightly on my face. I was like a fairy who strayed into the world, helpless in this world of mortals. Indescribable beauty, indescribable sadness, with a touch of desolation and melancholy, everything is dreamy and unreal.

What does it mean that good times don’t last forever? What does it mean that good flowers don’t bloom often? This is why when I was in the cosplay fairy, a mortal ran in, and the mortal immediately said: "Sister, you smoked again?" The tone was as ordinary as asking me if I had eaten. I completely transformed from a beautiful fairy into a vicious devil.

After eating angrily, my father talked to me. After talking a lot of nonsense, he finally got to the point: let me follow him back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. After he finished his performance alone, he thought of asking my opinion: "What do you think, let's go back with dad." I opened my mouth and said "no", but before I could say the word "yes", my dad kidnapped me. kill. He smiled and said: "You want to say that I can't leave you alone anymore, right? Don't worry, where there is daddy, there must be you!" I wanted to say that you were wrong, so I said the word "you" again. After being robbed and killed again, my father touched my head lovingly and said, "Stop talking, good daughter, I know you want to say that you are really my good father, right? Don't worry, my father will love you well in the future!" After that, Then, he began to suffocate everything in my heart.

Power politics! Hegemonism! I dare you to think that you are the leader of the United States. I have no choice but to kill you. The minister had to die; the father wanted the son to die, and the son had to die. Although my face looked as pale as if I had drunk fake blood, and my brother looked as if he was constipated and unfortunately had hemorrhoids, we still embarked on the journey back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The way back.

It was really boring on the way, and my brother and I didn't talk much, so I had to start telling cold jokes. I vaguely remember a very good joke at that time. When I strongly expressed that I wanted to tell a joke, my brother shook his head and resisted so much that he almost bit me with a handkerchief. He looked as if he was the insulted woman and I was the bully who forced the girl into prostitution, but he finally gave in to me. Under the pressure of his lust. I got excited and began to talk with some mystery: There once was a child named Xiao Ming who never studied seriously. One day, his father said to him: "If I get admitted as a scholar, I will be satisfied." You have a wish. "Xiao Ming worked very hard and finally passed the exam. He asked his father for three feathers, and then he started not to take it seriously again. His father said to him: "If you pass the exam, I will grant you one wish. "Xiao Ming continued to work hard and passed the exam again. This time he asked for 3 feathers. In this way, inspired by the 3 feathers, Xiao Ming was very proud all the way, and finally passed the exam and went to the Hanlin Academy. At this time, he had There were already many feathers. One day, Xiao Ming suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction and collapsed. Before he died, his father asked him: "Why do you want so many feathers?" "Xiao Ming's eyes widened and he said: "Because..." Then he died. His brother asked stupidly: "Because of what? "I looked at him innocently: "I don't know either. He died before he finished speaking. "Brother was stunned. Such a great cold joke can't stop you? I was in a great mood.

After three days and three nights of bumpy rides, I finally returned to my base camp. As soon as I got off the carriage, I When I saw the imposing door of the mansion, there was a butler-like man and a pretty young woman standing beside the door. As soon as the young woman saw my brother, she rushed over with a ball in her head. I was so shocked that the Love Talk Theater immediately started playing. The housekeeper over there was also so excited when he saw my father, his eyebrows and eyes almost fell off, which made me suspect that the two of them had a forbidden BL relationship. I felt like I was in dire straits, here was BL, and there was BL. It's BG, can a pure child like me bear it?

The breeze blows, and his long hair draped on his shoulders is fluttering in the wind. There is unhidden talent in his eyebrows, his elegant appearance and his refined appearance. His temperament is combined into one, so handsome, so refined, so pure. (Author: I hate describing appearance the most, let’s imagine for ourselves.) He can fully bear the evaluation given to him by the outside world: as elegant as the wind, he is the best in the world. Wuchen. But why was he getting closer and closer to me? I watched helplessly as those red lips pressed towards me. By some mistake, I turned my head and avoided the kiss the next second. I regretted it. How could I have an unconditioned reflex like an animal? Can I undo my previous behavior? I wanted to cry but I didn’t expect that the best would come from the best. He chuckled softly. He kissed me gently on the cheek, and then rubbed my neck carefully, causing me to tremble. The ambiguous atmosphere drifted around us for a while, and I felt breathless and my heartbeat accelerated.

Does he want to have sex with me? On the one hand, the impulse tells me: Overwhelm him, SM him! On the other hand, reason tells me that I am still a 13-year-old child. Although I am mentally mature, I am not yet physically mature. If I fall in love early, I am likely to win the bid. Then in the near future, I will still be holding a baby. When I thought of this terrible scene, my reason completely defeated my impulse. I suppressed my reluctance to push him away, and then said a vulgar line: "What we did is wrong!" Look at me, how righteous my words are, how upright I am, how I would rather die than surrender! I think I can definitely act in red classic TV series, especially roles like Sister Jiang. His beautiful eyes were slightly closed, his collarbone was half exposed, and his hair was held ambiguously in his mouth. He was so charming that he couldn't speak. Monster, monster, this is naked beauty and seduction! It's a pink bomb! I covered my nose desperately and pointed at him angrily: "Aren't you supposed to be as graceful as a banished immortal? Aren't you supposed to be noble and reserved and wait for me to pounce? Why are you so proactive, so seductive, and so full of xxoo hints? I’m telling you, I’m going to the Consumers Association to file a complaint against you and demand a crackdown on false advertising!” He smiled devilishly and said, “Because I like to pretend to be elegant.”

This is so shameless. Answer? He could actually say it without changing his face. Working people, how can he be an angel descending from heaven? He is clearly a devil crawling out of hell! What's Yafeng? Let's just change it to Yaofeng. The appearance of an angel, the interior of a demon. Is it such a clichéd mix of angels and demons that has become popular recently? I can't help but sigh: It's not that I can't keep up with the times, it's that the world is changing too fast. I'm going to try out the Loli Queen's mix-and-match route tomorrow. I'll first use Loli's face to fool him, and then I'll do the Queen's SM on him during XXOO! Maybe that’s how popular I am. In the face of beauty, I am as calm as Liu Xiahui. I have to admire my calmness and self-control.

Starting a business is hard! I sneaked out of my house for weeks, ruining my glorious image. Where am I, you ask? I'm not in Shedefang, just on the way to Shedefang. Nowadays, Shedefang is becoming more and more clean and less like a brothel, and the waiters in the shop have become very familiar with me. In order to boost morale every day, I would forcefully drag the sleep-deprived waiters out of bed during the day to go along with my original employee manifesto. At this time, I am always so energetic, and the waiters are always so sad and decadent.

Today is another sunny day, and it is another daily employee declaration. I stood on the stage full of passion, wearing gold and silver, and looking like a nouveau riche.

"What is our slogan?" "No peer!"

"What is our principle?" "No shame, no skin, invincible!"

" What's our name? ""It's really fun when everyone is happy!"

"What's going on? Everyone is like pickled radish, please speak louder!" Enjoy the unique rights as a leader - to be picky and unreasonable.

It was a beautiful morning, but I stood there staring at the teacher. The teacher was sitting at the chessboard, looking like a scholar. He held up a black stone and asked me in an elegant manner: "Miss Su, could you please explain what Go is?" He insulted me with such a mentally retarded question, "That's right. It's a chess game that surrounds other people's pieces." I threw down an answer easily. His words were incisive and his tone was so sharp that the veins on Teacher Ren's forehead twitched several times and the black spots fell off, but he could not refute my correct answer.

The teacher took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Then let's have a real fight and let me see Miss Su's strength." Fifteen minutes later, the teacher finally collapsed. He asked me feebly: "Why is the lady next to me wherever I go?" Because I want to surround you. "I replied cheerfully and confidently as I don't know how to play Go.

The Go teacher tremblingly said to his father: "Ling Qianjin's chess skills have reached a state of perfection, please forgive me for my incompetence. "

The painting teacher came in the afternoon. He was an old man with fluttering beard. He stroked his beard, smiled and asked me to demonstrate my painting skills.

Why do people here always look for attacks? Being humble and to no avail, I had no choice but to start painting grapes. I had no choice but to draw grapes when I went to school to learn Chinese painting. The teacher looked at the black circle on the white paper speechlessly, and couldn't help asking shamelessly: "What is this?" I looked at him as if I were an idiot: "This is a grape!" He covered his hands in shock. His chest seemed to be vomiting blood all of a sudden. The next moment, he was already showing off his skills on white paper. A picture of grapes appeared in front of me. "Well, these are real grapes." The teacher's brows were very proud. I pointed to the purple grapes I had stolen from my hand, threw a grape into my mouth, and said, "This is the real grape." I swore that I didn't mean to hit the teacher.

The painting teacher also followed in his footsteps and said feebly in front of my father: "My lady's painting skills are really rare, but she is old and incompetent."

The dance came the next day. The teacher was a passionate girl, but she left like an eggplant pickled by frost. Alas, I just showed her the broadcasting exercises that I have done since childhood. She has also participated in the broadcasting competitions. Is this necessary? I must have never seen such a spirited dance. Yes, it is inevitable to have low self-esteem after dancing so softly every day and suddenly encountering a powerful dance. It is understandable.

The last person to come is the Guqin teacher. This time it was a middle-aged man in white. I really like the guqin, but in the first talent show, my guqin skills were eye-opening to the teacher. The teacher looked at me and said to me in a very sincere tone: "Believe me, I have never seen such a talented student in my life. You can definitely be self-taught." After that, he hurried to his father's place. Speak kindly to me.

Dad’s vanity has really skyrocketed. Four outstanding teachers praised me as unprecedented and unprecedented, and he did not question the authenticity of it at all. I was also happy and liberated, and four teachers were able to avoid the fate of being angered to death by me. From then on, Miss Su's reputation as a talented girl spread like wildfire.

Yue'er looked at me with admiration and said, "Miss, you are so amazing, proficient in everything." I educated her seriously: "Yue'er, don't engage in personality worship, we need to engage in group worship. "Su Xiaosi Dictionary: Personal worship = worship of one person, group worship = worship of a group of people.

It was another sunny day. I wiped my face with water and feigned tears to accuse my brother of his crimes. I admit that I am a villain who must retaliate against others. With tears in my eyes, I pulled my sister-in-law's sleeve: "Brother, brother took away my hibiscus cake again today." My sister-in-law immediately became filled with indignation: "This damn ghost, who doesn't do well every day, actually knows how to bully my sister, and doesn't scold me when I come back. Damn him." I just stopped holding the handkerchief and bit it with my mouth: "Sister-in-law, don't blame brother, I...it doesn't matter." The real effect was intensified by countless times, and my sister-in-law hugged me with special pity. . Yue'er on the side asked me with confused eyes: "Didn't the young lady snatch the young master's hibiscus cake this morning?" I looked back at her awkwardly: "This is called artistic processing, and it is necessary for writing eight-legged compositions." Yue'er turned over I rolled my eyes and said, "You are confusing right and wrong." The maids nowadays are really incredible, and it is rare for me to bow my head in front of the truth.

My sister-in-law was still holding me, and the ball was very uncomfortable against me. With the mentality of venting my anger, I gently patted the ball. This shot was really amazing, my sister-in-law’s face looked ugly. She hurriedly pushed me away and held her stomach: "It hurts... it hurts, little sister, hurry... hurry up and call the midwife, I'm about to give birth!" Yue'er and I rushed out in a hurry to call the midwife. .

We waited from morning to noon, and from noon to night, but the dead child still didn’t come out. My sister-in-law's screams also echoed throughout the day, echoing endlessly. My brother and father were walking back and forth in front of me, extremely nervous. Especially my brother, who twitches intermittently as if he has a mental illness. Fortunately, there was still a conscious person at home who kept comforting them. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I had no choice but to become the temporary backbone of the Su family.

While I was doing free psychological counseling, I kept releasing my spiritual pressure to curse the little brat.

How dare you let me work so hard for free, and see how I distort your mind as you grow up, and how I give you a dark childhood? ! The sky has eyes, the little kid should be my nephew, and finally he was born, accompanied by my sinister laughter.

While I was doing free psychological counseling, I kept releasing my spiritual pressure to curse the little brat. How dare you let me work so hard for free, and see how I distort your mind as you grow up, and how I give you a dark childhood? ! The sky has eyes, the little kid should be my nephew, and finally he was born, accompanied by my evil laughter.

My brother and dad rushed in quickly, leaving me alone in the background. The wind blew beautifully, leaving my stone statue to crumble to pieces. As soon as I regained my consciousness, I hurried in. As soon as we entered the door, everyone gathered around the baby, praising her every word. I fully understood from everyone's words that my nephew is pretty, graceful, innocent and cute, smart and simple, and he is the kind of top-notch little shota who charms people to death and doesn't pay for his life. With great excitement, I pushed through the crowd, successfully stole the base, and finally met the legendary young lady who was loved by thousands of people and praised by thousands of people. Who said the masses are discerning? ! Who said that working people are innocent and simple? ! I held the ugly doll in my hand, neither throwing it away nor praising it. I couldn't help but frown and look sad. Now let me reveal to you the truth behind the scandal with an absolutely objective and truthful attitude: My nephew’s face is wrinkled and red, his hair is wet and smelly, there is yellow shit in the corners of his eyes, and there is drool on his mouth. I want a monkey doll.

I want to be a reclusive person, but the audience next to me does not let me go. They all look at me expectantly, trying to dig out a few words from my mouth to praise the doll, among which Especially my brother's eyes were the most ferocious. I really want to cry without tears. All the words of praise have been divided up by you, and there is nothing left for me. Why should I praise you now? I once again looked at my nephew's beauty, trying to find a way to praise him, but failed. There will be brave men under heavy reward, and there will be results under heavy pressure. I pinched my temples hard and said weakly in front of everyone: "This kid looks really human-like." After saying that, I even fake smiled a few times in cooperation. The autumn wind swept away, and everyone was silent. A maid standing aside sighed: "Miss, you are so honest and honest." You people who tell lies with open eyes, do you still have the nerve to talk about me? !

The wet nurse took the little nephew to take a bath, and our family sat outside to discuss the name of the little brat. My first suggestion was: "Let's call it Suning. It's a beautiful name and it's a modern brand. It will have a celebrity effect in the future." No one said anything. I didn't understand what a negligent rejection meant, so I continued to suggest enthusiastically: "Suzhou and Hangzhou are also fine. The name is awe-inspiring and it's a tourist attraction. I'm sure to have a bright future in the future." I finally succeeded in rousing my brother and dad to roll their eyes. He was really a coward.

My brother cleared his throat: "Actually, my father and I have already thought of a name. We named my child Su Bi, which means Bi'er will be able to do anything." This connotation is quite good. , wait a minute, Su Bi? Common death? What a tough name. I anxiously wanted to vote against it, but was ruthlessly rejected. Thousands of years ago, people fell to death, Su Bi? I also said Su Baole, this name is more powerful, he is a member of the underworld.