One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

"Um?!"

Su Mengchuan, a freshman in the Archeology Department of Daxia College, was once again humiliated and forced to submit to the violence of his savage aunt. I wrote down this account, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi... Auntie You wait for me!After I graduate, I will ask you to beg me to buy milk tea for you!

10 minutes later--

Xiao Su, who was holding lemon juice, put his arms around the arm of his sworn enemy, and said sweetly, "You are so kind, auntie!"

Ms. Yan Lu, who used a money offensive to resolve her resentment, sneered and said, "I'm not promising at all. I'm really afraid that one day you will be cheated away with a pack of lemon candies."

"It's all right~" The little girl sipping iced lemon juice narrowed her eyes comfortably, "I'll eat the candy and drive people away."

"...Do you really dare to eat it?"

"Why don't you eat the free gift!"

"Eat it and wait to be stunned and buy it in the mountains!" Yan Lu slapped her on the head viciously, "Don't take it seriously!"

Su Mengchuan shrank her neck, and decided not to care about her aunt for the sake of lemon juice.

Because of Ms. Gu's instructions, Yan Lu and Su Mengchuan were not in a hurry to find her, and wandered around the Daxia Academy slowly.

They haven't been together like this for a while.

Needless to say, Yan Lu, after Su Mengchuan was admitted to Daxia College, her freshman courses were also very busy. In addition, she is talented and has a strong relationship. Let's run some unearthed ruins together, it's really not much easier than Yan Lu when you get busy

"big sister!"

While the two girls were wandering aimlessly, they heard the cry of a child not far away.

Two children with badminton rackets waved to them: "Can you help me!"

Yan Lu responded loudly with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"Our badminton card is on the tree!" The child stood on tiptoe and pointed to the big tree next to him with his racket. "Big sister, you should be able to reach it with your racket."

Yan Lu looked up at the badminton stuck on the branch. Considering her height, she should be able to jump with a badminton racket.

——Of course, even if the tree is five meters taller, she can still reach it without a camera.

The eldest girl took a few steps forward, with a light tap of her toes, she jumped high and lightly like a flying eagle, and took off the badminton with ease.

"Here."

She bent down, put her hands on her knees and handed the badminton back to the kid with her mouth wide open, and said with a smile: "You can't play badminton in this kind of place, if you want to play, you have to go to the field, you know?"

"Big sister, you are amazing!"

The child's temperament prevented them from listening to Yan Lu's words immediately, but cheered for Yan Lu's agile figure like a swimming fish just now.

"Okay, okay... remember to go to the field to play, you can't play here, you know?"

"Oh!"

The two energetic children responded with a high voice, and ran away happily.

Su Mengchuan, who was holding lemon juice, came over and said quietly: "Auntie, if you are so friendly to me, you will have a niece who loves you the most in the world."

"I'm not kind enough to you?"

As soon as her niece came over, the image of Yan Lu's amiable big sister collapsed instantly, she raised her eyes and looked at Su Mengchuan: "You didn't throw me in the trash can, your mother should burn incense and pray to Buddha, thank God I have changed. "

She reached out and patted Su Mengchuan's butt: "Is there anyone in your dormitory?"

"No one, what's the matter?"

"Take me to your dormitory." Ms. Yan Lu stretched her waist, "I don't want to go shopping anymore, I want to play games."

"Lazy dog!" Su Mengchuan lowered his eyelids and stuck out his tongue at Yan Lu, before running away.

"Su Mengchuan, you think your skin is not firm enough, do you?"

Su Mengchuan, a chaotic dog who was carried by the collar, was thrown by the dangerous barbarian Yan Lu to the door of the dormitory.

"Open the door." Ms. Yan, who put on her earphones and listened to music, swiped her phone while lazily directing Su Mengchuan, who was much more honest after being severely beaten, "Lie down on the bed, and you sit on the chair."

Student Su, who didn't learn the lesson at all, subconsciously said, "Can't the two of us lie down together? Auntie, your ass is just like this..."

Feeling the chill coming from the back of his neck, Su Mengchuan shrank his neck and begged for forgiveness in a low voice: "I will open the door, I will open the door."

With a bitter face, Xiao Mengchuan pushed the door open with a click, only to see his roommate who was standing at the door tidying up his things.

"You're not in class?" She was a little surprised.

"The credit arrangement is enough. I'm not interested in that class, so I won't take it in the future." The roommate waved his hand, "Oh, by the way, Mengchuan, you..."

"Mengchuan?"

There was a surprise call from the dormitory.

Su Mengchuan's complexion changed suddenly when he heard the voice, and he immediately closed the door with a "bang".

"...Auntie, Auntie!"

The short-haired girl tightened the door, faced her aunt's confused eyes, and smiled reluctantly: "I have her in the dormitory... Otherwise, don't come in, I'll take you to the fun places in Daxia College How about a stroll?"

"No, I'm exhausted." Yan Lu resolutely refused, "Your aunt and I are pretty, don't you keep complaining that your roommate is a face control? Then she shouldn't refuse when I come into your dormitory to rest, right? You Do you think your aunt is not good-looking?"

"But--"

Seeing her nervous expression, Yan Lu's brows gradually raised, and his expression became a little playful: "Or, are you hiding something in the dormitory that my aunt and I can't see?"

With a smirk, she stretched out her hand and squeezed Su Mengchuan's face: "Hmph, hum...it's okay, I won't tell your mother, a girl in your grade...it's normal, as long as you keep yourself clean in life, you'll be fine. Well, they are all grown-ups anyway, so it doesn’t matter if you take a little look.”

Just as Su Mengchuan was considering whether to just agree to keep Yan Lu away from his dormitory, the voice came from the door again.

"Mengchuan? What's the matter? Why don't you come in?"

"..."

How should I describe Yan Lu's expression now?

It was as if the video was suddenly paused, freezing all the mood and demeanor on the face, and suddenly lost all appearance and color in the next second like a frame.

She put on the earphones expressionlessly, turned around and left.

At the same time, because Su Mengchuan subconsciously let go of the door handle, the door was also opened from the inside.

"Why are you still avoiding grandma? You're shy, or—"

After the door was opened, the voice gradually weakened.

Su Mengchuan who was standing at the door opened his mouth, and whispered bitterly: "Grandma, that..."

In the dormitory, a mature woman with her sleeves rolled up and dressed in fashion and beauty was holding the doorknob, but her eyes were not on Su Mengchuan, but on the tall figure who had walked away, and subconsciously said: "Xiaolu..."

"..." Yan Lu paused, and asked in a calm tone, "What's the matter? Ms. Yan Ping'an?"

There were some marks left by the years on her face, but she still didn't look old. The woman who was as gorgeous and fiery as a flower opened her mouth first, and then her lips pursed into a line.

She drowned the other emotions brewing in her eyes into indifferent indifference.

"It's nothing, Yan Lu." The woman Yan Lu called Yan Ping'an smiled, "You are with Mengchuan."

"Ah."

Yan Lu rubbed the earphone impatiently: "I'm going to leave if I'm fine."

"That, that, auntie!" Su Mengchuan plucked up the courage and said loudly, "Don't you want to rest in my dormitory?"

"Tired." Yan Lu said two words that didn't match what Su Mengchuan said, paused again, and continued, "I'm going to find my aunt."

"Can--"

"Talk to your grandma."

Yan Lu waved his hand and said without looking back, "She's here to look for you."

Su Mengchuan, who has always been reckless and bold, couldn't say anything at this time, and could only watch helplessly as his favorite aunt disappeared from sight.

"..."

After being silent for a long time, Yan Ping'an said to Su Mengchuan apologetically, "Grandma came at an untimely time, I'm sorry, Mengchuan."

"It's not..." Su Mengchuan pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly. Such a smile is sad no matter how you look at it.

The woman wanted to reach out and touch the little girl's head, but just raised her hand a little, then retracted it silently.

"Grandma... helped you tidy up the dormitory, just the books, and didn't touch anything in the cabinet."

She stood there awkwardly: "Ben, I wanted to chat with you, Mengchuan, but there was news just now... I have a job here, so I left first. That... Mengchuan, what do you need? ? Do you need money? Do you want grandma to give you something?"

"No need for grandma." The little girl shook her head gently, "Auntie will give me a lot of living expenses every month."

"...That's it."

The bejeweled, attractive looking woman folded her arms and nodded with lowered eyes.

"Then Grandma won't bother you."

"... Well, goodbye, grandma."

Su Mengchuan's grandmother and Yan Lu's mother carried her satchel, said nothing, and left the dormitory in silence.

Miss Su lowered her head and closed the door, then threw herself weakly on the chair.

Her roommate put on her headphones early on, as if she didn't hear anything.

The girl bent her legs and hugged her knees, her expression was not only sad, but also sad.

The frequent message notifications from the mobile phone made Yan Ping'an's already depressed mood even more irritable.

She directly cuts out of the chat interface and enters the voice: "Your mother's old lady said to ask for leave today! Can't understand people's words, right? Damn you &*￥#%, get out!"

She resentfully turned off the phone directly, stuffed it into the bag forcefully, and then fiddled with extreme violence, and took out a pack of crumpled ladies' cigarettes from it.

The woman followed the path to a secluded and quiet gazebo, and picked out a slender cigarette between her fingers stained with bright red nail polish.

slap.

She put the cigarette in her mouth close to the flames that ignited after rubbing the rollers, leaned sideways on the pillars of the gazebo, her head was weakly pressed against the wooden pillars, and she breathed smoke and clouds in silence.

How long has it been since I saw her?

The last time she was a freshman?Xiao Xu held a celebration party for her, and quietly called herself, trying to ease the relationship between the two.

Yan Pingan sneered, and then coughed again and again from the smoke in his throat.

...It turned out to be a good celebration, which made everyone unhappy.

How many years has it been...seven or eight years?Can not remember.

Get taller and look better.

Thinking about it, the woman suddenly slapped herself.

"You are really a bitch, Yan Ping'an." She bit her cigarette holder and said vaguely, "You obviously only have one daughter, Yan Xu."

Speaking of this, the woman couldn't help laughing again: "As a result, your daughter's daughter doesn't recognize you as a grandmother very much."

She coughed hard, as if she wanted to exhale all the depression in her heart along with the smoke.

But in fact, apart from the illusory satisfaction, the anguish and hidden dangers all stay in the chest cavity.

As a result, one cigarette after another, Yan Ping'an's cigarette butts were all over the floor.

When the woman reached for the cigarette case again, she couldn't touch anything except the crumpled case.

"...Tsk."

She clicked her tongue, and reached into her bag to fiddle around.

"Do you want to smoke again?"

An unfamiliar childish voice sounded behind her.

"There are cigarette butts all over the floor, and it will be very troublesome to clean it up."

"...Where is the child, don't worry about the adult's business."

Yan Pingan, who took out the cigarette case, turned his head to look at the person behind him impatiently: "Go back and find you..."

She lost her mind for a moment because of that dreamlike face and long snow-white hair that seemed like silk.

"I'm not young." The white-haired Lolita smiled, "But I don't like smoking very much."

Although the appearance is not convincing, but the demeanor when he speaks is not deceiving. Yan Ping'an has been in contact with too many people in his life, and he can tell that this white-haired girl who looks like a cute child looks like a cute child. , has an age that does not match the appearance.

"..." Yan Pingan opened his mouth, felt that he couldn't say anything, then rubbed his temples, and waited for a few seconds before answering, "I will clean up the cigarette butts and ash."