Fast-passing system: female support, not serious

Chapter 67 The film king is enlightened, and the idol is here (16)

It took a long time for Wei Qianluo to speak: "Xiao Jiujiu, are you invaded by some kind of virus? Your program has been tampered with too much!"

【what!No no no girl.You have to remember a secondary school system, which is completely capable of any accent, including uterine cavity...] 999 replied in a hurry.

"For this learning ability, I will give you [-] points. I am not afraid of your pride."

[Hmph, the almighty system has +5 favorability for you, and the current favorability is 10. 】

"Hey!" Wei Qianluo's eyes were complicated.

This secondary system is really enough.

"Stop arguing about the fairy memorizing lines." Wei Qianluo bared her teeth.

[Beep, your supernatural and handsome system bacteria has gone offline. 】

Wen Yin, Wei Qianluo picked up the script and studied it carefully, but she still didn't see any tricks.

"Well, I'm the heroine who came to play against you."

Wei Qianluo's body trembled suddenly, the heroine?

Why did she first think of Sheng Zeyu, the heroine of ancient wear?
A fresh girl with ponytails bounced up to Wei Qianluo's side.

"Where is it?" Wei Qianluo lowered her eyes and asked.

There are fifteen places in the book that confront the heroine.

As a villain female supporting role who dismantled the CP, Wei Qianluo was going to get into a fight with this silly and sweet girl in the future, and Wei Wei felt a little distressed.

"By the way, my name is Xiang Wan. Let's go to the place where we first met."

"Ah."

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Xiang Wan stood up slowly from the ground, smiling innocently, "Gu Li, I think you're okay, let's make friends."

Wei Qianluo raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and lifted her chin indifferently and respectfully, giving people a feeling of repelling others thousands of miles away.

"I'm not interested in the poor."

After finishing speaking, she turned around, with a trace of contempt on the end of her voice.

Xiang Wan made a small face, stomped his feet angrily, a bit like gnashing his teeth, and forced out a few words: "It's great to be rich."

……

"Wow—" Xiang Wan excitedly held Wei Qianluo's hand after finishing the show.

"Make friends, just call me Xiaowan."

Wei Qianluo:!

Is it really good to be so familiar?
"it is good."

[The host has already done a good job, this time the human design is not very good. 】

"That's it," Wei Qianluo shed tears of bitterness as she spoke, "If the human design is broken again, the points earned for hard work will be deducted, huh."

"I'll call you Xiaoxuan. Everyone calls you Xiaoxuan anyway. I'm looking forward to your wonderful performance in the official duet."

"Well, likewise, I am also looking forward to your performance."

Xiao Chen, the agent who professionally reported the news, reported the news to Ji Zichen with all sincerity.

When Ji Zichen heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

The peach blossom eyes are full of affection, and there is a beautiful smile on the corner of the mouth.

He secretly delighted: It seems that the little 'wild cat' is so cute only when it faces itself.

Back in the apartment, Wei Qianluo lay on the bed, comparing the original and the script without moving.

Taking out a marker pen to circle a few different places, Wei Qianluo put away the original script, rubbed her eyes, and fell asleep with them closed.

On the other side, Ji Zichen had just finished taking a bath, and the water droplets flowed down his satin-black, smooth and soft hair into his chest. Under the cover of the black bathrobe, the spring light still faintly leaked out.

The plain and powerful pectoral muscles were faintly visible, and it was so ticklish that I wished I could take off his bathrobe and take a peek.

Two long, thin and straight legs are stretched out, and the calf muscles with smooth lines are extremely delicate.

The most beautiful thing is the peach-blossom eyes that seduce people's heart and soul with a frown and a smile. When they are closed, they hide the starlight, and when they are open, they seem to merge with the entire Milky Way.

He didn't know when the throbbing in his heart started, but he didn't want to deny his throbbing.

Maybe he was really tempted...

　PS:

　　good night
　　(It’s impossible for a stupid author to be killed and not to waste, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, what about codeword phobia, procrastination, and late-stage laziness?)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)