How to Develop the King of Anime

I thought that when I went to Jingu Yao's house today, I would be treated again in that luxury apartment last time, but I didn't expect Jingu Yao to change from a beast to a gentleman today. Whether it's behavior or personality, I can't see that at all. The appearance of the second generation ancestor made Jingong play a little confused for a while, and he didn't know which Jingong Yao was the real him.

Jingu Yao's words reverberated in her mind, and today she found out that one of the authors she liked was the man she hated. These kinds of contradictory emotions and psychology made Jingu Taka like an ant on a hot pot. Uncomfortable, confused thoughts entangled together, cutting constantly and chaotic, and finally can only sigh helplessly, try not to think about it.

"What am I doing, don't think about him..."

He patted his face, soothing the previously stiff face, showing gentleness and beauty again, with a pitiful smile.

She walked to the tatami and opened the thin futon. In fact, she liked the European-style decoration of the luxury apartment, and she also liked to sleep on the soft Simmons bed, but for the so-called tradition in the palace, it was all Japanese-style things. The modern princess is really not used to it sometimes.

Turning on the lamp and lying on the bedding, Jingu Zou closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, but Jingu Yao's words and face always echoed in her mind, tossing and turning.

In desperation, thinking that tomorrow is Sunday, I can sleep in a little, so I just picked up the mobile phone and started playing.

Subconsciously, I opened Niconico for the first time, wanting to see if there was any update, but I was a little disappointed. Today, Jingu Yaoguang chatted with a female netizen, and did nothing at all.

After hesitating for a while, she no longer resisted, opened Twitter and glanced at Gong Yao's homepage, and found his tweet.

"That scumbag still plays games?"

Jingu Zou was lying on the tatami, with his elbows propped on the pillow, his two little feet swaying up and down cutely, and the sound of an oriole coming out of the valley was very clear.

However, thinking that he can rely on comics to serialize on Weekly Shonen Jump, and even won the first place in the Chopin Youth Music Competition on the piano, from the perspective of music and painting, Jingu Yao has no problem making games by himself.

At this moment, the Japanese-style sliding door suddenly rang.

Kamiya sighed.

She is not worried about safety. This is the Japanese Imperial Palace, surrounded by guards with live ammunition. As a symbol of Japan's national spirit, if the Imperial Palace is attacked, it will be tantamount to slapping the entire face of Japan, and she is used to it. ...

"Why did the little girl run away from my sister again!"

There is a hint of doting in the sweet voice.

A petite, twelve-year-old little loli crept in. After hearing her sister's voice, she quickly ran over with a cheer, lifted the quilt and burrowed in.

"Hee hee, I finished my homework obediently. I was afraid that my sister would be lonely and lonely, so I came to accompany her!"

Even in the dark, the little girl's big eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"lie!"

Jingu laughed and cursed, shaking his head helplessly.

Obviously the two are sisters, but their personalities are completely different...

"Why did my sister come back today? I thought you would live in my brother-in-law's house and show your love to him sweetly."

"What do you know, little girl! If you don't have anything, call him brother-in-law! Have you seen him?"

At the end, Jingu Kan's voice was filled with tension.

"Of course I haven't seen it. Anyway, sister, you are going to marry in the end. Call your brother-in-law in advance and make him happy. Maybe you can buy me something good."

The little girl smiled.

"How did you educate you in the past, you don't look like a princess at all, we can't mess around!"

"Huh! What's so good about the princess, it's not about this! Ma Gong-chan can still buy comic books, and I will even be controlled if I buy a comic book!"

She wrinkled her lovely Qiong nose and said dissatisfiedly.

But soon, she rolled her eyes and suddenly jumped on Zana's body.

"Sister let me see if you have grown bigger here! Wow, it seems to be bigger than before, isn't it because my brother-in-law rubbed it?"

"Little girl, what are you talking about, hurry up, you can even say this kind of thing!!"

"Aojiao has no happiness, big sister!! Lustful sluts are the king!"

The two sisters were in the futon and started fighting.

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At Jingu Yao's house, after chatting with Xia Shizi, he threw the phone aside.

He threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and sat still beside the computer.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and picked up a courier on the table.

After opening the envelope and pouring it out, a piece of paper fell out and slowly fell to the ground.

"this is……"

Picking up the piece of paper, or rather the photo, on the ground, Jingu Yao said in surprise.

The courier was sent by his father. After seeing the photo, Jingu Yao shook his head helplessly, "...Are you afraid that I accidentally delete the mobile phone mail, and sent a photo specially."

The little girl in a pure white dress covered the sun hat on her head with her hands, staring at the camera with clear and calm eyes.

This photo is exactly the same as the one the father sent him to pick up the child, but the real photo looks older.

The color of the photo is slightly faded, and the negative looks like something from more than ten years ago.

"In other words, the girl to be picked up is actually in her teens? I almost got deceived."

Shaking his head, he turned over the photo and looked to the back, where a name was written.

"Shina... Really white?"