Sweet Wife in My Arms

“Haha…” Yi Ling pointed at the TV, slapped her thigh and laughed. “Huanhuan, don’t you think it’s funny, Qin Xiaoyu aAoluntarily, she could imagine that the people who were watching the drama now would have the same reaction as Yi Ling.

 1Crack! The eggshell suddenly split down the middle, and after the thin smoke disappeared, a 16-year-old girl was lying in the eggshell. She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes and beautiful features on display. She curled up and slept. When she heard the sound outside, she slowly opened her eyes, her glassy pupils were constricted, both parts ignorant and curious about the world and surprise for her birth.

 Qin Xiaoyu ran over with Mu Qingchen, squatting in front of the little girl. They looked at each other.

 The little girl who was just born blinked her eyes, then her eyes fell on Qin Xiaoyu’s chest, and she opened her rosy lips slightly.

 Boom! The little girl transformed into a little golden silkworm with a pair of wings. That was the end of Yan Huan’s part. The next time she appeared, it would be for her death scene.

 Yi Ling turned her body and pinched Yan Huan’s face. “Huanhuan, why didn’t I find out that you could act so well, I was afraid that you would play the little golden silkworm as a fool and make this character look silly. But you turned the character alive, your skills are not bad.”

 Yan Huan also reached out to pinch Yi Ling’s face, they were pinching each other for a moment, and suddenly they laughed in spite of themselves. Yan Huan’s eyes fell on the TV, and it seemed that the old her had returned for a moment.

 These days, people were valued on how they looked and how they acted. She was qualified, young, beautiful, and she had acting experience, so she believed that she would be famous.

 As she imagined, even though the appearance of the Little Golden Silkworm amazed the audience, they liked the character more than the actress. As the story went on, she had faded from their memory.

 Of course, some people did not forget.

 The woman sitting in front of the TV had replayed the scene of Little Golden Silkworm many times.

 “Oh my, Little Golden Silkworm, how did you end up with this look? You looked so beautiful but became a worm. Little Golden Silkworm, when will you transform back into a human?”

 The door opened, Lu Yi didn’t know that this was how many times his mother had watched the Little Golden Silkworm, the Little Silver Silkworm.

 “Mom, I’m home.”

 He put his things down and put on a pair of slippers at the door.

 His mother was obsessed with the television and just ignored him.

 Lu Yi turned around and his gaze stopped on the TV, where he saw a worm. Umm, is this a golden silkworm or caterpillar? Well, her aesthetic is like no other.

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