Chapter 527

Every day there are new surprises, and day by day I want to break up with that man. ——Su Xiangli

wakes up again. On the new day, the soft morning glow after filtering faints on the eyelids, and the color seen by the eyes is light red. I rub my legs. It's very good. I'm familiar with the emptiness. Then I raise my hand to stroke my chest. It's very good. I'm familiar with the rough waves (a horse).

When I got up, I felt dizzy again. I looked around the room. The layout of the bedroom was more compact than the overall layout of the home. The door was on the south wall, and the east wall was an arc-shaped viewing window. Now it was light transmission mode, and I could see that the balcony outside the window was surrounded by some green potted plants.

The wallpaper on the west wall is pure rice white. On the side of the wall is a computer desk, a desk, a wardrobe, a shelf, and a clothes rack. In the southwest corner stands a giant chinchilla doll.

The north wall is where the head of the bed is. When I look up, I can see many picture frames hanging on the wall. They are all sketches of the scenery given to me by that guy. I specially asked that person not to sign his name for fear that his mother would find him.

When my mother found out that I had a puppy love, she would tell my father, and my father would certainly nag for a long time. He was busy with work and had to worry about my life. It must be very hard.

Oh, mom, Yang Chun, this man has a good temper. In fact, he is the worst. He always bothers me at home except cooking. Picky, whenever there is something wrong, they will blame me.

Dudu.

There is a knock on the door. The only one who knocks on my bedroom door is Baiyang Yangzhen. It's a microphone, mother's running dog, and an accomplice to occupy my good sleep time.

"Here it is When I say something reluctantly, I really want to turn on the privacy mode, and then stay alone in my room for a day. No, I still want to see that guy. If I get up early and have nothing to do, I just learn the online course, so as not to be ridiculed by him for his monotonous course.

Open the door, standing in the corridor is mother Yang Chun.

Mother's expression is not right, she is always very reserved to others, very polite smile, to me is always severe examination of the frown. But today she's different. Her eyes are full of spoils.

I haven't seen that kind of look in almost ten years.

Since she formally taught me the Chinese white case technique, Comrade Yang Chun has only been able to give me opinions and no longer tolerate me.

"What are you doing here?"

Mother Yang Chun heard this, obviously stunned, a pair of hurt feelings look, do to whom to see? Can you show me?

"Xiangli, last night you said you would make thousand layer crisp with your mother." Mother's fingers twisted on her apricot apron, with a girlish gesture, I couldn't help covering my face.

Mom, it's really hard for me to deal with you like this. Shouldn't we be the enemy state that menopausal mother and rebellious daughter are incompatible?

"I forgot." What thousand layer crisp? It must be said by that person. Oh, don't interfere in my social relations.

My mother bowed her head and turned around. A torrent of shame welled up in my heart, which broke through my poor self-esteem. When I recovered, I had come to my mother and held her hand.

My mother gently pinched the palm of my finger, the heat and contact of the real transmission, I do not know how to respond, stiff did not move.

"Come on, let mom see if you've made any progress."

"Yes."

During the two months of the summer vacation, the guy and I exchanged bodies frequently, sometimes once a day, sometimes once every three or four days, or even once every half a day. The chance is that both of us fall asleep at the same time, but this is only a prerequisite. The specific exchange law is still unknown.

Before going to bed, we will call each other once and tell each other what we have done today, so as to avoid each other falling into a dilemma.

We started to keep a diary, but they are all private diaries, and we won't let each other see them. This is an agreement. We agreed to make it public on the day when this abnormal state disappeared.

The first day I kept a diary was July 31. I had to make up for the previous days

I've warned that nasty bad guy many times not to interfere in my family relationship, but the sad thing is that my mother is completely in love with him now.

So that now every time I change my body, I have to surrender in front of my mother's kindness.

After all, I'm not the genius surnamed Lu. My mother praised him for his skill in writing a white story. But if I do it myself, I'll only get a slur from Ms. Yang Chun.

I hate it, mom. Why are you so free. She loves food and works as a cook. She is not the cook trapped in the kitchen prison. She is a senior nutritionist, food designer and the successor of a lot of intangible cultural heritage.

Mom, you are so free that I am very passive at home. Or that person's home is good, usually only me and two sisters, I like the sisters.

In addition, I can vaguely remember that I met another person in that person's body, a small one, a guy who claimed to be the body operating system.

But I can't remember what the little guy said to me.

It seems to be four words.I can't remember.

It's not a big deal.

I promised my two younger sisters, mainly Yao Mei. I said that I would make her a large wooden carving, make her a table of food better than my brother's, buy her a new computer, and make her an AI pet This is my Jedi counterattack against that guy.

Unfortunately, I'm not vicious enough. He can fulfill all my demands. And he did. In my younger sister's opinion, I became a wish machine, and he was a dream master. Yes, my little sister said that she found the abnormality between me and that guy, the child's sensitive intuition, and told her that there were two different souls in the big brother's body.

One day, to be exact, is August 3rd, Sunday, July 1st. Today I'm that guy again. Second sister came to see me.

Sun Sheng, this little girl, I actually regard her as my Bridesmaid in my heart - isn't that too frivolous? But I dream about the wedding with that guy more than once, the wedding in my dream, just every time such a beautiful dream reverberates with beautiful piano music. Sun Sheng walked beside me. She grew up and was very beautiful. She was a beautiful girl. She was just too serious and had a mountain pattern between her eyebrows. It was hard to get close at first sight.

But it's just a dream. The little girl I see now has a smooth face, which reminds people of the reflection of cherry skin stained with water. The white one is bright, which makes people salivate. But Sun Sheng frowns again.

"What's the matter?"

"Big brother, dad is very unhappy."

I was stunned. That guy's father, Lu Jiande, right? I'm quite impressed with him. He occasionally appears on the table, and he is always absent-minded.

"Why?"

"He's been unhappy since you killed his mistress."

Me:??????????