The third son ran from the book to reality to join her!

When she thought of this, under her seemingly paralyzed face, there was joy that others could not see! Even the eyes that were usually stunned and stupid bent a shallow arc.

How expressive is she in writing, even her third son can pop out of the book? As soon as I came out, I looked for her, hehe, it was really filial.

She smiled and glanced at the stupid son who appeared out of nowhere, and then sneaked a look at the passer-by next to her who seemed to have nothing abnormal, and hurriedly dragged him to a corner.

The tone is gentleness and patience that even friends have never enjoyed.

"Son, oh no, Yan Yan, what's wrong, give Mom, oh no, give ......" She frowned very entangledly. Her third son is very beautiful, but he is an immortal cultivator. Isn't it all said that immortal cultivators are all goblins that do not grow old.

However, An Ning thought about it, whether he was a little goblin or an old goblin, he had to grow up from a young age. Then she figured it out, and said with a smile again, "If you have something, tell my sister, and my sister will help you deal with it." ”

After that, he tiptoed and patted Ruan Xiaoyan's back.

The other party was sobbing and crying, and after listening to her words, he suddenly stopped, blinking his big watery eyes, "Mom, are you serious?" ”

"Really, really, more than anything else." She looked at him with tenderness.

If she didn't write about him with so many plots in vain, her third son is really beautiful.

Black hair and red clothes, every move, smiling and scolding, all are amorous.

An Ning raised her hand in hindsight, and wanted to touch Ruan Xiaoyan's hair with a fluttering heart, but was grabbed by the other party with two hands.

Oh, she looked down in delight, and the hand was full of beauty.

Slender and fair-skinned, with well-defined bones......

However, before more admiration could roll out of her heart, she raised her head unconsciously, and her heart was suddenly dumbfounded.

Red bricks and mud tiles, green willows hang around, pavilions and pavilions, and hand-copying verandahs......

Isn't it said that the night changes and thunder, the water cup tumbles on the keyboard, the ancient town necklace, the accidental sudden death, the memories and love that cross time?

How...... There is not a single routine, just, just crossed like this?!

How can it be?!

An Ning Ning looked ahead expressionlessly, closed her eyes hard, and even took a deep breath without moving, and after a while, she blinked slightly and opened her eyes.

Oh, the vision is clearer.

An Ning Ning thought blankly in her heart.

She could still see flying swords passing by in the distance.

An Ning Ning said that she was completely confused.

She was not rational all the time, and was taken to a courtyard by her third son, completely unaware that her stature had become smaller, let alone noticing the small servants who came and went—everyone looked at this worldly girl who was being led back by her eldest young master in amazement.

The previous one was also quite accomplished in cultivation, but now this one is ......

I'm afraid that Mrs. Ruan and the young master will have to talk about it again.

Thinking of the quarrel in the house, everyone trembled in their hearts, and they all bowed their heads and left in a hurry.

"Mom, you don't know!"

When he came back to his senses, he saw Ruan Xiaoyan sitting at the stone table, peeling the skin of the grapes, while looking at her with big eyes full of grievances, and complained, "Li Xiaoluo quarreled with me last time, and she won't even go home now?!" ”

An Ning struggled to take her eyes off the beauty's white fingers stained with grape juice in her heart, and asked, "...... Family? ”

Isn't the eldest daughter's home long gone?

The scumbag author who wrote the bitter love drama thought without the slightest sympathy.

"Of course it's Ruan's mansion!"

"My home is hers!" Ruan Xiaoyan had a brotherly expression, and patted his chest proudly, but he was not happy for a second, and pouted again, "But that little white-eyed wolf not only doesn't appreciate it, but he still has to be with the merry ghost of the An family!" Hum! ”

Settle down...... Merry ghosts?

That's her second son! An Ningning thought of it in a blink of an eye.

Although the second son's personality has some shortcomings, he is indeed not as good-looking as the third son, but ......

That's still her second son!

"Yan Yan!" An Ning said righteously, "Don't talk about others like this! ”

Ruan Xiaoyan's face was a little aggrieved, but she was still obedient in the end, and she didn't speak again, except for being afraid that she wouldn't see his dynamic expression of "baby has a little emotion", so she pretended to twist her head to the side - she could hear a soft click and felt distressed.

For the rest, it's really okay.

For a while, although An Ningning, who was paralyzed, had no expression, her heart was almost budding by her third son.

Shun Mao, she adhered to the principle of no spoilers, combined with the timeline she had just heard and learned, and patiently persuaded, "Yan Yan, let's not be angry." ”

"Think about it, you and Luoluo have known each other since childhood, if she is really that little white-eyed wolf, will you still befriend her?"

"After all, you have just returned to the Ruan family, your foundation is unstable, and the relationship between your parents is not very close. She has been sensitive since she was a child, and she doesn't want to trouble you like this, so she rarely returns to Ruanfu. ”

"But the situation in Anjia is even worse than ours!" Hearing her words, Ruan Xiaoyan secretly turned her neck back again and interjected unconvinced.

"This is indeed ......"

So, this is the foreshadowing she arranged, what a logical foreshadowing!

There was a slight ripple in An Ningning's heart.

However, at the moment, she still has to hide her merit and fame, and continued to say calmly, "But Luoluo has also grown up, and she also has her own thoughts and ideas." Yan Yan, as a brother, you have to tolerate and accept her, okay? ”

"Of course I'll take care of her." Ruan Xiaoyan muttered, "But, I'm afraid she will get hurt." ”

An Ningning: ......

- The scumbag author is silent.

For a long time, it seemed that there was a scene in the play where his eldest daughter and third son hugged their heads and cried, and An Ningning, who felt very painful in her conscience, was entangled for a long time, and finally said with an unfathomable face.

"You know, pain makes people grow."

- Sanwa, forgive Mom, forgive Mom, forgive Mom, I can't help but bring modern chicken soup into the world of cultivating immortals.

An Ning covered her face in her heart.

"Just as you believe that you yourself will always stand behind her, you have to believe in her abilities."

"She's never going to throw in the towel easily."

An Ning Ning couldn't reveal more, but looking at the young man who was confused in the bureau now, after thinking about it, she said seriously.

Ruan Xiaoyan is a transparent person, but he has been troubled by too many things recently, and at this time, coupled with the people close to him, he suddenly realized something.

The original anxiety and worry also disappeared in this moment.

Feeling the disappearance of the other party's heart knot, the original connection between them gradually faded, and An Ningning's figure suddenly faded until it disappeared.