Yuan Meng has always been a man of action, she immediately walked to the Hanfu area and began to choose a skirt for her younger brothers.

Yuan Cong glanced at himself in the mirror from time to time, one glance, one glance, and another-

The little girl was bored and turned her eyes, and suddenly remembered what her cousin had just said, she staggered to the suitcase that was left at the door, squatted down and put her little hand on the suitcase, raised her head to look at her cousin not far away, and asked curiously:

"Sister, is the son you said similar to the kind of doll outside?"

Yuan Meng was stunned, turned his head, and laughed: "No, baby, those outside are collectibles, but not my son." ”

Yuan Cong came back to his senses, frowned, and looked at his unreliable sister: "Sister, you won't be again-"

Yuan Meng raised his head proudly, with a smug expression: "That's right!" I paid out of my own pocket again and printed my new book! ”

"What a blessing to be my reader!"

Yuan Cong was speechless: "...... I guess you didn't have more than 10 readers in your previous two books! ”

Yuan Meng snorted: "The readers of my book have exceeded a hundred!" I printed 200 copies to make sure they had one copy! ”

Yuan Cong answered indifferently: "So the dozens of more books, do you want to digest them internally?" ”

Since the elder sister insisted on putting her books in the most conspicuous position on the bookshelf, my father changed the place of meeting guests from the study to the living room!

Yuan Meng raised his eyebrows, and said as a matter of course: "That's necessary, my aunt said that I should prepare a few more copies for her to give away, and my mother's side, at least ten copies too." ”

Yuan Cong: "......"

He really can't understand the women in the family, isn't it ashamed to take out those novels written by his sister and give them away?!

Yuan Meng noticed that the little cousin looked curious, threw away the clothes in her hand at the moment, walked quickly to the suitcase, squatted down and opened the suitcase, and said with a smile: "These are just printed, our little Wanwan is blessed, can my sister give the first book to Wanwan?" ”

Yuan Cong: "?? ”

He couldn't help but interject: "Sister, those books you wrote are not suitable for Wanwan, right?!" ”

Yuan Meng rolled his eyes: "What's inappropriate!" How realistic the books I have written! Wanwan has been watching since she was a child, and she is not afraid of meeting scumbags when she grows up. ”

Yuan Cong: "......"

Right! His sister's book is indeed very realistic, the second generation of a consortium, attracted by the heroine of the little white flower, abandoned the rich second-generation girlfriend of the childhood sweetheart, and after getting married, the heroine of the little white flower is not suitable for the life of a wealthy family, and has repeatedly made a fool of himself, and the second generation of the consortium has lost face, and gradually lost patience with the little white flower.

The little white flower heroine quit, and said okay, I'll marry you, do you want to spoil me as a princess?

It's only been a few days, and I've gone from a princess to a maid.

Divorce! Must be divorced!

Well, the little white flower heroine took a huge breakup fee and married her handsome young ex-boyfriend who didn't have much money.

The second-generation girlfriend of the consortium turned back to seek richness and failed to reunite, and became a laughing stock in the circle.

…… With this kind of plot, he thinks that his silly Bai Tian tablemate, who is obsessed with romance novels, will not like to read it.

Yuan Meng just opened the suitcase, Yuan Cong subconsciously looked at it, and the little cousin next to the suitcase was already reading the name: "I, love, on, on, on, way, total?" ”

Yuan Cong: "......"

Yuan Meng laughed: "Is our little baby a little illiterate? Hahaha-"

Yuan Cong had to say a fair word for his little cousin: "Sister, Wanwan is only five years old, and it is already very powerful to know so many words." ”

Yuan Meng slapped his forehead and looked at the little bun with a face full of grievances on the side: "Okay, it's all my sister's fault, my sister apologizes." ”

"Come on, my sister will teach you to read-"

"I, love, on, up, over, over, way, general, cut."

Yuan Cong was speechless, reached out and picked up a copy, flipped through it, and asked casually: "Which brother in the thunderstorm suffered this time?" ”

Before the words fell, he had already seen the name of the male protagonist clearly, Ling Yun-

Well, his sister likes to use her childhood sweethearts as the prototype of the male protagonist.

Those four guys have succumbed to his sister's silver power since childhood, and to be exact, under the fists of his eldest brother.

It's become a habit when I grow up, and his sister takes them as the prototype, these people who call for wind and rain in their respective circles, and casually others want to call a character who is less than X, but they don't dare to resist at all, and they also come up with a crooked way of drawing lots.

Whoever is unlucky to be drawn is the male protagonist of my sister's next book.

Yuan Cong was stunned: "Brother Shen Yun, this is the third time that you have become the hero of your novel, right?" ”

Yuan Meng couldn't put it down, flipped through his book, and taught his little cousin to read with great interest, and when he heard the words, he responded casually: "Well, the first book is Han Feng, the third book is Du Lei, and the rest are all him." ”

"He's unlucky."

Yuan Cong: "......"

Do you know that people are unlucky?

He couldn't help but say, "Sister, Brother Han Feng is back." ”

Yuan Meng replied without raising his eyes: "Well, I know, he went to pick me up at the airport just now." ”

"By the way, and his little girlfriend."

Yuan Cong half opened his mouth, even if he was trained by his sister to look like a teenager at a young age, this time, he was still shocked by his sister's sassy operation.

In fact, although everyone didn't make it clear, everyone knew that the story of the second generation of the consortium, who dumped his rich second-generation girlfriend and fell in love with Xiaobaihua, is the real experience that happened between her sister and Han Feng.

is different from the novel, Brother Han Feng has not married his little white flower heroine yet, because his family is very opposed, and even in order to break them up, he did not hesitate to send Brother Han Feng into the army.

Well, it's in the company of the uncle's subordinates.

I was very well taken care of.

However, Brother Han Feng did fight for his anger, and he killed him for three years and two bars.

Yuan Congjun's face turned red, and he stammered: "You, you, you, you-"

Aren't you embarrassed!

Yuan Meng frowned, her eyes fell on the curious little cousin on the side, her brows gradually loosened, she didn't look at her stupid brother, but looked directly at the little cousin:

"Wanwan, what about your sister and me, when I was young and frivolous, I fell in love with a scumbag."

"How scummy is he, my shoelaces are open, and he refuses to ask him to tie my shoelaces, and he says that he wants to cure my princess's disease."

Yuan Cong was stunned, a few years ago, he was still young, just knowing that Han Feng's brother and sister broke up and found a girl from an ordinary background, but it was the first time he heard his sister talk about it.

Yuan Meng glanced at his younger brother who was listening intently, and said with a smile: "Then of course I can't get used to him, I will tell him directly, a machismo like him can simply live by himself for the rest of his life." ”