Fortunately, Bi He and Mo Xiaoqiu only had a false alarm.
The two people asked others whether the dynasty they were in was still the Mobei Dynasty. The time was basically consistent with the time before traveling, which meant that they came back just in time.
"Sister Ying, I still feel like I'm dreaming..."
Bi He smiled, raised his hand and threw it on Mo Xiaoqiu's head, teasing: "I'm back! Sober up. Hehe, be nice to my partner in the future, and be a good boy who knows his mistakes and can correct them. Bastard
The author said that this book is about to be finished, and the rest of our lives will be lived by ourselves, not by an author."[
"Hehe!!..." After hearing this, Mo Xiaoqiu kept giggling. "Sister Ying, do you think the author is too lazy and has no cure?"
"Idiot! Why should our own lives be arranged by a certain author? Hum hum, from now on, just follow me." Bi He curled his lips and rolled his eyes proudly into the air.
"It's just... it's just..." Mo Xiaoqiu still twirled her little fingers and said timidly: "The author hasn't written yet... Me and... He and I are in love with each other..." This one, Mo Xiaoqiu didn't know, Bi
He also recognized that it was Xinxi.
"Haha, all idiots know that you will definitely fall in love with each other in the future, so why do you need that idiot author to write about it?" Bi He was very disapproving and even hummed.
"Ah... but readers want to read it?!"
Bihe used her own means to get a horse-drawn carriage and drove to the capital. When the journey was overdue, she opened her throat, roared loudly, and cursed with her face flushed angrily: "It's okay if you don't mention it, but if you mention it I will
I was so angry that I wanted to chop the dead author into pieces. I didn’t know where he died for a month, which made readers wait and wait. They were basically disappointed and ran away again and again. Who else will remember me? Ahhh
!!The more I talk about it, the more I want to catch you!! Tmd, who still remembers me??”