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

The temperature is more than 20 degrees, and the wind is not very strong, so you can ride a small electric donkey out even at night.

The two of them sat on the battery car one after the other very comfortably, shuttling in the two-wheeled traffic on the auxiliary road.

Xu Mengxian grabbed the saddle under the other party's buttocks, and looked at the scenery passing by one after another with fluttering eyes.

She didn't understand why so many young people loved the holiday, there were no fireworks and no food, only a Christmas tree outside, and it was plastic fake.

"Where are we going?"

Xu Mengxian asked casually.

The other party looked at her face through the rearview mirror, as if she hadn't heard Xu Mengxian's question.

She puffed out her cheeks, and unhappily stretched out her hand to pinch the meat on Xu Xian's buttocks, not very hard.

But the pain is still a little, especially when Xu Xian was distracted by riding, the whole person almost kicked up from the saddle, and even the armrests of the car shook from side to side twice.

"What are you doing!"

may be the reason for the panic, Xu Xian stopped his voice, a bit like a roar, startling the other party.

"I'm sorry..."

Xu Mengxian immediately apologized and took her hand back.

This apology silenced Xu Xian.

He didn't get angry, he just broke out like this.

"It's okay, I just got distracted when you pinched me, and I didn't stop talking, so I spoke a little louder."

In order to avoid unnecessary embarrassment and contradictions, he immediately asked, "Did you just say that you were asking me something?"

Xu Mengxian breathed a sigh of relief, she thought that the other party had just been annoyed by herself, and that tone sounded quite rushed.

Did the other self also have such a scary side? All the memories she has are first-person perspectives, and she never knows what 'Xu Xian' looks like when she is angry.

"I want to ask where we're going..."

Hearing Xu Mengxian's tone, he cringed a little, and Xu Xian's attitude eased: "I'm really not angry.

She nodded violently, "I know."

Xu Xian didn't believe it very much, and continued to observe the right expression through the rearview mirror: "Then why are you talking so quietly?" It

was normal to see Xu Mengxian's expression, and she muttered: "I just pinched you, I'm a little embarrassed."

Xu Xian suddenly shook his head twice, and then chuckled and said: "You can continue to pinch, I didn't pay attention to it just now, in fact, if I taste it carefully-

" He took a deep breath: "It's still quite enjoyable." "

“......？"

Xu Mengxian was full of question marks, what kind of fetish is this.

"So where are we going?"

She's already asked three times.

Xu Xian snorted and laughed: "Of course, I went to the pedestrian street."

Xu Mengxian nodded thoughtfully after hearing this: "It's really lively there, but girls like to go." The

other party turned his head sideways: "Aren't you just a girl?"

She was stunned: "Am I?" That's it. "

Anyway, I have accepted this a long time ago, and there is no reason to refute it.

People's perception of their own thoughts is a very magical existence, and when they accept a little bit, they will become accustomed to it over time, and finally assimilate.

Of course, this is not only cognition, but also the biological reason for gender differences, she is originally a girl, if this situation can not be assimilated, then she is not a normal girl.

One day, if you forget all the memories that have been synchronized from Xu Xian, all this will not have so many troubles.

But it will be about sixty or seventy years old, and if you live to that age, maybe everything that happened in the recent past will be forgotten, right? Including oneself is a fantasy existence.