Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 490

Gu Ling decided not to complain about the randomness of Moujiu's writing for the time being, in order to prevent Moujiu from spilling too much blood on her in this world line.

People in the system have to bow their heads.

When Rao Sisi was broken up with the reason of "I don't feel safe" for the 28th time, she was 90.00% [-]% firm in her determination to die alone.

What the fuck is the sense of security? Isn't it the exclusive excuse for girls to be monsters?
It’s just that Rao Sisi beat her to death and refused to admit that all of this was because she hadn’t fulfilled her duty as a girlfriend—she traveled around five days a week, and the remaining two days and a day and a half were spent sleeping and petting cats, and half a day was spent with men. Friends date.

No way, travel editing is her profession and her favorite way of life.

Living in different places, for short stays, would not give her a feeling of being bound—what was that word?

correct.fetters!
This kind of social emotion that belongs to a group of human beings has not visited Rao Sisi for almost seven years - Rao Sisi couldn't help but wonder, why didn't one of them suddenly appear - made her fall in love so much that she wanted to give her body in an instant?

Don't they all say that-who comes from mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but is confined to day and night, kitchen and love.

She has been to mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and the day and night are changing every day. Although the kitchen is a bit messy, she can barely cook instant noodles.

what about love?

So when Rao Sisi received Xia Lan's call, she was shocked, and the wonderful climax of the hero and heroine embracing each other was broadcast on TV.

She looked at the flickering profile picture on the phone screen, and Rao Sisi forced back her tears.

"Hey?"

Because the snot that had just been touched was still waiting in the nasal cavity, her nasal voice was very heavy, as if she was holding her breath to speak.

The other end was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "I am Xia Lan."

"Well, I know. Just wait!"

Rao Sisi sniffed, feeling really uncomfortable, put down her phone, ran back and forth for 50 meters quickly, and brought back a roll of napkins from the kitchen.

During the period, the sound of her knocking down things sounded a little distressed to Xia Lan, and the knuckles of her hand holding the phone turned white.

The white curtain in front of him was parted, and a gentle girl in a wedding dress asked him with a smile, "How is it?"

Xia Lan nodded, but did not speak.

"Hello? What's the matter?" The clear and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone again, much brighter than before.

Xia Lan turned around and walked out of the bridal dress shop, asking, "Are you okay?"

Rao Sisi aimed at the trash can and threw it in, the napkin drew a gorgeous parabola in the air, and then hit a poor "throw-in".

She said sullenly, "I just watched a movie, and I seem to have caught a cold."

"..."

Rao Sisi has learned to talk all kinds of nonsense after so many years of travelling, but at this moment, facing Xia Lan's long-distance call, she seems a little cramped.

At the end, the other party said sullenly: "I'm engaged next month, why don't you come?"

He seemed to have taken a lot of courage, Rao Sisi felt breathless for a while, and covered her mouth——

He sneezed loudly, then murmured in a low voice: "Do you really have a cold?"

She wiped her nose and said jokingly: "No, you are not afraid that I will steal the marriage?"

"I hope you will do what you say." There was a faint sentence, "You are here, if you don't grab me, I will go with you."

Rao Sisi immediately giggled: "I've already recorded it, Yuanran, I won't give any red envelopes when I come! Otherwise, I'll send this audio of yours to the bride."

Xia Lan froze for a moment, then smiled softly: "Sisi, you still haven't changed at all."

"That's right, it's still the same without breasts and buttocks, with flesh but no brain."

Rao Sisi took a bite of the bread, picked up the remote control and pressed the play button.She suddenly wondered why she paused the playback on purpose before answering the phone.

"I'll send you the invitation in a while, Lao Wu and the others will all come, everyone wants to see you."

"Ah, why? Laugh at me as a single dog together! Reject."

"Don't make trouble."

At the moment when the most familiar words were spoken seven years ago, both ends of the phone were silent for a while.

"Ahem." Rao Sisi first started to pretend, "I know, I know, since you can't afford a dog, I'll pamper you this time, okay?"

"Really? I'm very happy, Pure."

Rao Sisi was just about to say something, but her voice suddenly choked up, and her elderly mobile phone just started singing—the screen flickered on and off, and then turned off automatically.

She hurriedly took a sip of milk, slid down the piece of bread that was stuck in her throat, glanced at the old phone with scratches all over the screen, and felt that it was time to find another mate and let it retire honorably.

But impulse is impulsive because it is only valid for those few seconds.After the time limit expired, Rao Sisi stared back at the big screen.The hero and heroine are kissing affectionately, with a happy ending.

She didn't know why, but suddenly couldn't stop crying.

Xia Lan is getting married—does this mean that her youth is coming to an end?

However, this is where the story begins.

(End of this chapter)