The heroine has been with me for a hundred years (quick travel) + extra episode

Before she could finish her sentence, the quilt was torn apart, and immediately after that, a large pile of paper flew out of it, covering her face like a celestial girl scattered flowers.

An He: "..."

Reflexively, she reached out and grabbed one of them, ready to hold it in front of her eyes.

"Don't!" Seeing that she was holding the pile of papers, the ghost on the bed hurriedly reached out to stop her, looking extremely excited.

An He hid back for a while, not letting her catch him, and raised his eyes to look at her face by the way.

She saw that the ghost had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his face looked pale, as if he hadn't slept for hundreds of years, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with ink, like a three-colored cat.

Write... write something?

An He twitched the corners of his mouth, showing full curiosity about the content on that piece of paper.

"Let's take a look, what are you writing on this paper." An He said, holding the paper in front of his eyes and began to read, "This is a quiet night...uh, full of love, lust. Desire ?!"

Wait a minute, look at the beginning, this seems to be a short article.

Tsk, it's quite open, you ghost.

"Ah! Daxian! Please don't read it, please!" The ghost who had rolled from the bed to the ground covered his face with shame, "I'm just joking around, don't be angry, don't take it seriously!"

"Look at what you said." An He glanced at her, a little confused, "Even if you wrote something unspeakable, I can't argue with you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly saw her and Lin Ruoxue's names on the paper.

Lin Ruoxue kissed her lips.

Lin Ruoxue took off her clothes gently.

Lin Ruoxue bullied herself into bed.

……

Ren Xixi said, "Come on."

Come on, sister, come on!

Chapter 7

An He sat down at the other end of the table, staring at the ghost at the other end of the table.

The ghost was frightened by her stare, shaking back and forth, and even the stool under his buttocks slammed together.

In the end, An He couldn't stand it anymore, raised his hand and slapped the mahogany sword in his hand on the table.

"If you shake again, I'll hit you!" An He deliberately lowered his voice to scare her, frowning tightly, with a fierce expression on his face, "Quickly confess, be honest!"

"Okay, okay, I say, I say, I say everything!" The ghost was frightened by the mahogany sword and lost half of his soul, and then he was frightened by An He's expression and movement, and broke the jar. Sitting still in a broken state, he put on an appearance that a dead ghost is not afraid of boiling water.

"Okay, the first question." Seeing that she was being honest, An He couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth to smile, turned over the pile of small yellow texts in her hand, and picked up a brush Start painting and drawing on it.

"Name!" Then she asked in a loud voice.

"Lin Yueyue." The ghost whispered, a little reluctantly.

"Serious!" An He glanced at her, knocked his hand on the table, and made Lin Yueyue tremble, "How do you know my name?"

"I, I can control other people's dreams..." Lin Yueyue lowered her head and said, "You told me in your dream that your name is Ren Xixi."

"Amazing." The system couldn't help sighing in its mind when it heard her say that.

"That's right." An He continued, "A ghost is so powerful, but I, a person who is bound to the system, can't do anything. Won't your heart ache, Tonger?"

"Why." The system heard the meaning in her words, and couldn't help but refute her, "You didn't tell me what you want to do."

"Then I'm mentioning it now, would you consider giving me a golden finger?" An He asked quickly, looking forward to it.

"No." The system quickly rejected her.

An He: "..." I knew it.

There was no hope for her own system, so An He could only turn her attention back to the ghost.

Lin Yueyue was interrogated by her for nearly a stick of incense, and she almost told An He all her secrets like pouring beans.

She said that she was a villain book seller in her previous life, and because the business was not good, she wanted to secretly write some villain books to make money.

At first it sold well, with many buyers and a good reputation, everyone praised it.

Later, I wrote a lot, and it was just those little things. She didn't get tired of writing, and people got tired of reading it. Slowly, the books she wrote became more and more uninterested.

Lin Yueyue refused to admit defeat, so she tried her best to think about new plots, thinking about them during the day and even dreaming at night, and then...

"And then you want to die?!" An He couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard her say that.

Seeing Lin Yueyue in front of her nodded her head, she sighed and looked sad.

"So, that's why you never figured out what novelty you're going to write?" An He continued to ask, feeling very emotional.

"No." Lin Yueyue shook her head, an unnatural blush appeared on her pale face, "I figured it out."

"What?" An He raised an eyebrow.

"The love between women and girls." Lin Yueyue whispered, pointing to the pile of papers in An He's hand, "For example, if you are the protagonist..."

An He: "..." Your uncle.

"Come on, I'll take these things away." An He didn't want to waste any more time with her here, so she got up from the chair, stood up, reached out and tapped Lin Yueyue's forehead, "Next time Don't let me see these things again."