In my previous life, I choked to death on instant noodles. In this life, I dress up as the young master of the Shen family.
Shen Yanzhi vowed: I will be a social cow in this life! Make friends! Never die alone again!
Results on the first day——
I cut off the belt that my grandmother had embroidered for three months, and splashed on my eldest brother's newly made moiré boots.
Grandmother: "Oh——"
Shen Yanzhi's knees went weak: Wait, the young master's price is that he can kill me just by sighing?
The eldest brother actually knows how to wield a sword? Grandma killed a demon when she was young? Is there still demonic energy lingering in the west of the city?
Shen Yanzhi held the bowl of porridge and fell into deep thought: Why is there a hidden copy of the script that was agreed upon?
The eldest brother patted him on the head: "Run three laps without losing breath before we talk about cultivating immortals."
Grandma: "Drink the pigeon soup and we'll discuss it tomorrow."
The younger sister handed over a branch: "Second brother, it's so straight, let me lend it to you to play with."
Shen Yanzhi looked down at his thin arms and legs, then looked up at the sky——
"Okay, first make sure you don't starve to death in this life."
"After all, I choked to death in my previous life. I can't go hungry to succumb to demons in this life."
Come on! ! !