Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 7 White Moonlight's Substitute (7)

"Miss Jiang, I have a daughter who has just graduated from college this year and has yet to find a job or a place to live. The aunt who prepared the dishes in the kitchen just left. I would like to ask you, can my daughter try this Work?"

After all, the only woman I've seen in this villa so far is Jiang Lai. The aunt knows that Jiang Lai's identity is not visible, and she secretly despises her in her heart, but at the same time she still has to respectfully hold her face. After all, she still counts on Jiang Lai to be able to stand before her husband Blow a few words of pillow wind and stuff your daughter in.

Jiang took a look at her and then smiled.

"Auntie, the house is not mine. You have to ask the housekeeper for this matter. Oh, by the way, I don't want sugar for the bird's nest. Send it to my room."

After Jiang Lai finished speaking, he went straight into the room, and Auntie stared at her back and curled her lips silently.

"Return the bird's nest...do you deserve such a good thing?"

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"You treat Shen An like this, aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you behind your back? After all, he is Shen Liao's younger brother."

Jiang Lai lowered his head and checked his Weibo account, and saw an illustration posted by the original owner not long ago.

It is the ocean under the starry sky, realistic and artistic, and there are small words dotted on the sparkling sponge.

She zooms in, and zooms in.

is few.

Good guy, the original owner has true love for Shen Liao.

"She's good at drawing."

There are also many fans, more than 30.

He is a well-known painter in the circle.

With this skill, even if she leaves Shen Liao, the income from painting is enough for her to live a comfortable life.

But the original owner developed a bad habit of being extravagant in order to get into the circle of high society, and the annual income brought by painting was not enough for her to buy a bag.

In addition, the original owner is actually an amateur cosplayer, creating and performing by himself, and a large number of people in the comment area are calling her husband.

"Tsk tsk tsk... the last update time was March [-]th."

It hasn't been updated for more than half a year. Counting the time, that is, since moving into Shen Liao's house, the original owner has never created again, and all his thoughts have been devoted to Shen Liao and the circle of famous ladies.

Indeed, she is not short of money now, much richer than before.

"Now the career line is very clear."

"I don't know how to draw either, but makeup is okay."

"The original owner's skills are all preserved, you can give it a try."

Draw a picture.

Jiang Lai dragged out a box from under the bed according to his memory, opened it, and found a complete set of painting equipment inside.

Turning the pen, Jiang Lai silently swiped the phone, and soon, her eyes were attracted by a recruitment order.

The "Absolute Survival" recruitment event, the content is the original game character Ao Feina, the prizes are not only bonuses, but also the opportunity to become a signed artist of the light sense game company, which is not cheap.

Ofina is a character in the novel, with short silver hair, one-eyed eyes, tattoos on her face and arms, and a right-handed mechanical arm. She is the queen of the wasteland who rises above the wasteland, and rides her own modified motorcycle to gallop across the millions of wastelands.

In the dead of night, the sound of charcoal pencil rubbing against the paper could be faintly heard in the room.

Under a dim warm light, a woman is drawing at her desk with a focused expression.

Little Pudding knew that Jiang Lai had far superior concentration and learning ability than ordinary people, so he didn't bother her all the time.

When he raised his head again, the sky outside was slightly bright, Jiang Lai stretched his stiff neck, and looked at the flip-up phone.

For the whole night, Shen Liao didn't come back.

It's normal, he used to do it a lot.

This is just one of the places where he stays temporarily. He can come and leave whenever he wants, and he doesn't need to notify anyone.

The original owner would post short essays one after another on his private ins on nights when Shen Liao didn't show up. Jiang Lai couldn't bear to read those sweet to the bone words. Don't do anything endless, delete all the content on Instagram, leaving only a birthday cake posted on my birthday last year, with the caption on it: Happy birthday to me.

After solving these, Jiang Lai fell asleep.

When he was sleepy, the phone seemed to vibrate for a while, Jiang Lai frowned and retracted his head into the quilt, and soon the phone stopped vibrating, and after a while, the closed door of the bedroom was opened, and a tall figure appeared at the door.

There seemed to be the sound of water in the bathroom, and Jiang Lai was awakened. Before she opened her eyes, the bed next to her sank more than half, and immediately after, her body was wrapped in a wave of heat.

"Go away."

Jiang Lai frowned and kicked directly at the source of the strength. The next second, her ankle was firmly pinched by a hand, and then forced to open it.

"Jiang Lai, you are quite courageous, dare to kick me?"

The man's hoarse voice was close to his ears, with some sullenness and more suppressed impulse.

Jiang Lai glanced at him sleepily. In a trance, Shen Liao was unbuttoning his shirt with one hand. There was a layer of frost on his fair and handsome face, his thin lips were pursed, and his black eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were staring deeply at him. Own.

What kind of nerves does this dog man have in the morning?
She was like a bewitching red rose, blooming heartily in front of him, the desire to control drove him to reach out to pick it, but in the end, he was pierced with a hand, which made him angry but couldn't bear to destroy her.

"Why hit Shen An?"

Jiang Lai was tired and sleepy, with tears in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were reddish, and his voice was hoarse.

"He berated me."

There was some grievance and dissatisfaction in the little girl's voice, and she approached him in a daze, her white and tender arms wrapped around his waist, and she complained in a low voice.

"He said I spent your money and said I was shameless."

Shen Liao pursed her lips, displeasure flashed across her eyes.

How dare that kid scold her?

Beating a dog depends on the owner's face, not to mention that this girl refuses to take a little bit of money, so it's no wonder she wants to quarrel with him.

That Shen An survived the meal well.

"I will return your secondary card to you, but I don't want it anymore."

"Take it."

"I can make money myself, but I don't want it anyway."

After speaking, Jiang Lai immediately closed his eyes.

It was already [-]:[-] in the morning, Shen Liao was about to get up and leave, and there was still a meeting in the morning.

"Don't go, please, lie down with me for a while."

"I still have something to do, you sleep by yourself."

After speaking, Shen Liao turned over and got off the bed. Although she paused for a while, her attitude was still firm.

Jiang Lai looked at him sullenly.

"I was scolded by your brother, you don't know how to coax me."

"You hit him too."

Jiang Lai's eyes turned red.

"Anyway, you are not allowed to leave today, and next time you leave, don't come back."

(End of this chapter)