The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 104 and all plots end

  Liang Yi sighed, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

  At this time, Tao Yaoyao, who was silent on the sidelines, couldn't stand it anymore.

   "Host, don't worry about it." Tao Yaoyao said.

"If you think from my perspective, you will know my difficulties. I have changed this book now, and there may be some plots that I don't know will appear to me in the future." Liang Yi pouted, " I don't want to be a heroine, especially if there is a domineering prince who has collapsed."

   Thinking of this, and the greasy plot between the two of you in the later period, Liang Yi couldn't help shivering.

  She came here wearing a book, and she just wants to live a good life with her family. In the future, she will become a rich woman. If possible, she can raise a few beautiful men to serve tea and water for herself every day, that would be great!

  If Tao Yaoyao could, she would definitely roll her eyes at Liang Yi, "You don't have to worry so much."

   "No matter who is the hero and heroine, you just need to do what the supporting actress should do, and wait until all the plots are over." Tao Yaoyao said solemnly.

  Liang Yi felt a little puzzled, but when he heard that the system was talking like this, he felt that there was nothing to tangle with.

   "Okay! I'll just do my own thing and tell you first, if this book collapses, don't blame me." Liang Yi said quickly.

   "Don't worry, the host, as long as you do your main task well, nothing will happen." Tao Yaoyao said seriously, which made Liang Yi heave a sigh of relief.

  Next, Liang Yi began to think about how to proceed with the next plot—

  The next morning, at the gate of Zhou's yard.

  It snowed heavily last night, and when the sun rose in the morning, it seemed that there was a thick snow cover. After all, An Anyuanyuan was young, and seeing the high snowdrifts, the two children were beyond happy.

   "Mother! We found a flower." Zhong Anan suddenly appeared again, interrupting Liang Yi's thoughts.

  Liang Yi quickly looked at Zhong An'an, with a smile on his face, his nose seemed to be frozen red from the snow.

   Seeing flowers in winter is really surprising. Zhong Anan held the white flower in her hand, and Liang Yi was overjoyed. The flower that resembled the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain reminded her of the flower she saw when she went hiking in Tibet.

  That time was the third time she went outside to collect scenery. That time she painted the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain above Tibet, which was pure white and flawless, purely alluring. She still remembers that the painting received praise from many people.

   "An An, where did you come from?" Liang Yi was a little excited, the white flowers were not affected by the cold weather at all, but bloomed even more beautifully.

   "I saw it when I was having a snowball fight with brother Yuanyuan just now. We want to give this to my mother." An An ran over and put the flowers on the table.

  Liang Yi touched An An's head, Zhong An An smiled and squinted his eyes, as if enjoying Liang Yi's touch, good boy—"

  Zhong Anan smiled at Liang Yi, then turned around and continued the snowball fight with Yuanyuan.

  Liang Yi nodded in satisfaction, and then urged: "Don't take off your clothes, don't catch a cold, and don't go too far, do you hear me?"

  Zhong Anan smiled and nodded, then ran out of the room.

  Liang Yi looked at the flower, smiled, and couldn't help thinking about what would happen if she left this world one day, and what would happen to herself.

   His thoughts were gradually pulled away, Liang Yi came back to his senses, and shook his head. It was not the time to think about this, and it was too early to leave, so he began to think about the next plot.

  (end of this chapter)