After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Just disgust of course!

In the original book, Shang Yanting was sober, he knew how much he hated this person, and how much he wanted to kill him!

A secret room that no one knows about.

Full of pictures.

Or smile, or frown, or think... with different expressions and gestures.The only similarity, he painted the same person.It was the woman who claimed to be the drug delivery boy, whom he hated so much!
Whenever he couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart, he would come and paint a picture.The ones hanging on the wall, the ones thrown randomly on the ground, the ones on the bookshelves...

Shang Yanting looked at the person in the portrait looking at him with a smiling face, and couldn't hide his anger in his heart.With a wave of his hand, this exquisite portrait was shattered.

She shouldn't be so happy.

What should it be?
Pain, fear, begging, despair!
The rice paper on the table was spread out, and the brushes on the desk were changed.Shang Yanting waved the brush in his hand and a figure appeared on the drawing paper.

With the shaking of Shang Yanting's pen tip in the original work, the pattern on the drawing paper gradually changed.Wearing today's woman's clothes, she sat sideways on the ground, obediently and obediently bowed her head beside his lap.

and then?
His fingertips caressed her cheek again, gently touching her reddish face, then his index finger parted her lips, and broke into her mouth...

Snapped--

Her bright red lips broke instantly when the paintbrush touched it, and Shang Yanting only felt her breath flow countercurrently and her whole body felt dry and hot.He slapped the table hard with his palm, and by the way, the table fell apart, and the unsightly painting also cracked.

"Bastard!"

He frowned, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a moment, suppressing the restless feeling.

There is no doubt that he loathes and hates that woman.Then why did the situation just now happen?

——Wan, know!

Killing Wanzhi and absorbing all his skills is not without cost.

He recalled what Wan Zhi said before he died.

People are dead, what else can they do.

In the original work, Shang Yanting stepped indifferently across the broken drawing paper, he wanted to see how these could influence him, and what price he would pay!
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Jia Xitong, who is far away in another world, doesn't know that both of her forms are hated to death by Xiaoshang in the original book, and she is busy making safety buttons now.

"Turn around the front again so that the knot of the rope is in the jade."

The person who taught her was Mei Ji.

According to Meiji's words, in their hometown, in mid-August, they would send a safety button to their sweetheart and pray for him.

According to Mei Ji's words, the better the weave, the safer the year for the sweetheart.

Raccoons don't, but raccoons love brains.

Her craftsmanship is not very good, but she is rich.People compare craftsmanship, she compares jade, there is always one who is good, and our standards will change accordingly - the better and more expensive the jade, the safer the year for the sweetheart.

Mei Ji couldn't help applauding the little raccoon's flexible use of the rules (no wonder).

"I made it up!"

Jia Xitong held up the ... knot he made up, and it still feels very decent.

"After compiling it, give it to Your Majesty."

Mei Ji looked at her, and smiled softly, "With the care of Xi Tong, I believe Your Majesty will recover soon."

"I also think my host mother will get better soon."

Jia Xitong nodded.

As the hero of this novel, he has been offline for too long!
"By the way, Mei Ji, where is your hometown?"

Hearing Meiji's words, Jia Xitong immediately remembered, "Are the shark race?"