If the fantasy comes true, my wife will be another me

Xu Mengxian went to take a bath.

The sound of running water in the bathroom made Xu Xian think about it when he listened to it, and in order not to think about it anymore, he could only continue to work on video clips to divert his attention.

After the girl finished bathing, she came out with her wet and scattered hair, and she was still dressed in her original clothes.

"Are you going to do something strange to yourself? After all, objectively speaking, your mind is that of a boy.

Xu Xian thought of this question and asked it.

Xu Mengxian immediately blushed when she heard this, and then immediately denied it: "I'm not you!How could I do this!"

Xu Xian saw her demeanor, and knew that this girl should have done something to her body when she was taking a bath.

Then he showed a strange smile: "In this regard, I think your thoughts are the same as mine, such a wonderful body and face, it is actually normal to touch something by yourself, your denial is no longer convincing."

Xu Mengxian's face was gloomy, and she walked up to Xu Xian and looked down condescendingly: "Even if that's the case, so what? This is my own body, I can come as I want, but it's you-"

"Don't go too far, Mr. Xu Xian." "

It's a bit excessive.

Even if the other party is another self, you can't be so ridiculous, everyone has their own bottom line.

Xu Xian scratched his head embarrassedly, this relationship is really delicate, and I don't know how it will develop when the time comes.

"I'm sorry, I won't ask you about these topics in the future, but when it comes to this, you're really good-looking.

Xu Mengxian smiled triumphantly: "I still know this, so I don't want to think about getting some good-looking anchors or something, and you can make money by twisting your waist."

Xu Xian directly blocked her from such thoughts: "Don't, this industry is too deep, I'd rather you go to the beep station to be a blogger of dancing videos, and don't go to the live broadcast industry."

And the other party laughed even more happily: "Just kidding, of course I know, how can I let others take advantage of it, and I can't feast my eyes, besides, I can't broadcast live or dance, after all, I'm not a girl in thinking."

By the way, he ridiculed: "I'm a copy of 'Xu Xian', and no one wants to take advantage of me."

Xu Xian was stunned: "I can't do it either?"

she glanced over: "Say it again." ————

means that there are many possibilities, and Xu Xian, as the initiator of the creation of the other party, cannot but take on the responsibility of arranging the future for Xu Mengxian.

The difference between fantasy and reality is too great, so Xu Mengxian may not be with herself in the future, or she may never be separated from herself, and Xu Xian needs to bear any consequences.

Because Xu Mengxian has a male mindset, I don't know if it will slowly change in the future, but before that, Xu Xian must let the other party adapt to the identity of a girl,

at 0 o'clock in the morning.

After tidying up the guest room, Xu Mengxian consciously moved the spare quilt over there, and the quilt was relatively thin.

She doesn't have a mobile phone, and she is embarrassed to ask Xu Xian for a mobile phone to pass the time, so she can only sleep honestly, wait for the arrival of tomorrow, and then go to do something new.

Xu Xian was a little uneasy, he stood in front of the door of the guest room and suggested: "If you feel cold, you can change the quilt cover with me, it is late autumn, and it is easy to catch a cold at night." There

was no immediate response in the room, and Xu Mengxian's calm voice came after a while: "No, I think this room is quite warm, you need to pay attention to yourself, the master bedroom is facing the merry, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Seeing her euphemistic refusal, and I don't know if it's a good face, Xu Xian gave up and continued: "I'll take you to buy clothes tomorrow, it's not like that to wear me all day, if you're not used to women's clothes, it's okay to buy something neutral."

At this time, Xu Mengxian's voice changed a little, but she was still calm and indifferent: "Well, remember to record the bill for the things I bought, these are what I owe you." Xu

Xian was silent for a few seconds, and sighed slightly: "Then let's do this tonight first, go to bed early." The

two of them were separated by a door.

Xu Mengxian responded softly: "Well, good." He

also began to feel sleepy and walked back to his room: "Good night, another me, Miss Xu Mengxian." "

Good night, see you tomorrow..."

Xu Xian glanced deeply at the guest room opposite before entering his room, and finally closed the door.

Will she be able to sleep tonight?

Xu Mengxian is a very good-looking girl.

It's a girl with a very similar personality to him.

There is really no way to treat this girl as another self, this is something Xu Xian feels very sorry for.

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early in the morning.

Xu Xian slept very sweetly, and his calm sleep never even appeared in a dream, but when he got up, he woke up.

He got up with his belt, put on his slippers and hurried out of the room, and then went to the opposite room.

The door to the guest room was open, and the breeze blew in through the window, but there was no one inside.

Seeing that the quilt pillow on the bed had been folded neatly, he was a little frightened, and couldn't help but shout: "Xu Mengxian

?" "What's wrong?"

The response from the kitchen, Xu Xian was inexplicably relieved when he heard it, he walked to the source of the sound, and saw that the strange Qianying was busy in the kitchen.

He smiled: "It's okay, I thought yesterday's events were illusory, so I asked."

Xu Mengxian was cutting cucumbers, turned her head sideways and teased: "Are you afraid that my existence is illusory, after all, there is a fantasy goddess version of myself appearing in your house, in other words, I will also be afraid that this is fake, I understand it." "

..."

Knowing oneself and knowing the other is the most terrifying, and the careful thinking in my heart still seems to be unable to escape this girl's eyes.

Xu Xian embarrassedly tidied up his pajamas and pretended to be calm: "It's a bad thing to expose other people's thoughts.

Xu Mengxian laughed disdainfully, then put the cucumber into the induction pot without speaking, poured oil on it and started the fire.

Xu Xian didn't understand why this girl got up so early to cook, was it because she was hungry or wanted to cook?

He came behind Xu Mengxian to watch the cooking skills that were about half a pound and eight taels like himself, thinking that if he put on an apron, maybe there would be another atmosphere of home.

Marrying a female version of yourself

- no, it's marrying a girl who shares all the memories before the age of twenty-two, as well as three views.

Is

this really what you should think about now, Xu Mengxian is a black household, not to mention the problems of her family, it is difficult to even survive in society, how to make money without identity.

In the past, when the information age was not popular, you could still go to the black factory to work, but now people who don't have ID cards are even a problem to beg, and now how many people bring cash out? If Xu Mengxian is allowed to go out to beg, I can't

help but laugh when I think of that kind of picture.

Scan my QR code, I don't have money to eat.

Although this kind of thing can't happen, why do you have to beg if you have hands and feet, but Xu Xian knows that this society is still too cruel, and you can support yourself now, but what about the rest of her life?

If Xu Mengxian has no descendants, no marriage partner, and no ability to work, she can't even go to a nursing home without identity.

Who will raise him for the rest of his life?

Xu Xian thought far again.