Sylvie and Her New Owner

computer!

Excitedly, she pressed the power button, and the familiar whirling sound of the fan blades sounded. This was the melody of her life!The expansive screen lights up, and the excellent performance allows the computer to fully boot in a few seconds, which makes Hill praised!

Although he used to be a game nerd, Hill didn't open the computer to play games at this time, but planned to return to his old business - writing novels.

In the past few days, she has had a general understanding of the online literature situation in this world. Urban novels are flooding in, martial arts novels are in full swing, and fantasy genres are still blank.

It's not that no one writes fantasy at all. She looked through a few popular books and found that the world inside is basically in a low-magic and Westernized state. The highest-ranked book is "Magic Sword" written by a foreigner. , at least... she couldn't see it.

But it's a lucrative business opportunity.

Although she really wanted to write the novel of her previous life, but in the end... she still chose "Breaking the Sky" very spineless.

No way... She is really short of money now, and she is sure that the cool textbook "Fighting the Sky" can be successful in this world.

Interested in registering an account on the world's largest web site "End Point", she started her own coding journey.

"In this world full of fighting spirit..." Hill's hand paused, what was the introduction?

The book I read when I was in junior high school, I can only remember it now!

If it hadn't been for "Fuck the Cang Poverty" on the Internet before Time Travel, she would not have thought of this book for the first time.

Is it really hard to write "This is a world of horse fighting"?

Shaking her head, since she doesn't remember the specific content, she will write it as she thinks!

New books arrive quickly.

Perhaps it is because there are too few fantasy books, this seedling with a pitiful number of words quickly attracted the attention of some people.

Lin Bin is an otaku, the kind that has mines at home.

He casually browsed the new book, and a "Fighting Break Sphere" entered his eye.

"A new book..." He clicked in and couldn't help laughing, "This author's name is quite interesting—'Nengge Shanwu'? Haha!"

Chapter 1... The fallen genius, Dou Qi Continent, the Dou Di powerhouse is so terrifying?This book seems interesting.

Clicking on the collection, he left a message: The book has great potential, the author is cheering.

Maybe it's this fairy grass.

PS:

1. "Achievements" come from the CG and content in the game

2. "Red flower" belongs to the game props, and this function is also used in the game (I am very pure, I have never played and I don't know any blue flowers)

3. Dou Po Cang Qiong blindly wrote a Chapter 1 "Fallen Genius". I checked it out, but I didn't expect that Chapter 1 was really called this name. It seems that the previous memory is too deep~

Chapter 5: Poverty Made Her Compromise

Checking the issued chapter, Hill looked at the time, an hour had passed.

In less than an hour, I wrote more than [-] words. Am I a genius?

There were some surprises. Hill moved his pure fingers. Before, his hands were not so spiritual. It seemed that the fingertips had eyes, and he could always press the desired button without error.Although touch typing is not something to be proud of, she used to be able to avoid looking at the keyboard only when she was playing games.

Turning off the computer, Hill stretched out, every time he wrote a word, it was a torment to the brain cells and spine.Lying back on the bed, in this materialistic society, there is only a little warmth in this quilt.

By the way... Si Kongqing said he was going to take her to buy clothes, why hasn't he come to see her yet?

Spending other people's money... Hill herself is embarrassed to urge others, maybe Si Kongqing is busy with work - although she wants to break her head, she can't think of what job a 16-year-old female high school student can have.

Have a passionate chat with uncles on the Internet?

Bah Bah!Hill quickly stopped this kind of thinking, how could Sikongqing do such a thing!

Such a cold and quiet person... like the snow lotus on the high mountains of Tianshan?Perhaps even more silent, without the whistling of the wind and snow, she was like a stray geese, flying alone in the empty blue.There is only one door apart, but it seems like living in a quantum world that is generally unreachable.

She didn't know Si Kongqing at all.

Maybe you're doing summer homework?This answer seems to be very reliable, but no matter how it is applied to Si Kongqing, there is a sense of disobedience-beautiful girls are angels, and they don't need to write homework.

How could an angel do something bad?I am also the emperor who is not in a hurry and the maid is in a hurry.

Hill hugged the quilt tightly. The [-]-degree air conditioner made her feet cool. She used to think that covering a quilt in an air-conditioned room was nerve-racking, but now she realized that it was more comfortable than burning a fire in winter.

Although he felt that this action was very soft - the thick quilt and the curled sleeping position made the body look more petite and delicate, like a little girl holding a large doll, but Hill was still reluctant to let go, for no other reason, it was so comfortable.

So... suppressing the manly soul that was about to move, Hill silently slept with himself: it was just a sleeping position, no one would see it anyway.

Accepting this reason in her heart, she took out her phone and started writing Chapter 2 "Fights Break the Sphere".

Eleven o'clock.

In the dark room, the angel in Hill's eyes opened his eyes.

Si Kongqing raised his head from the table and opened the curtains for the second time today.

She rarely wakes up so early—she pointed to eight o'clock, so she came back to lie down after breakfast, but she slept until eleven o'clock and let go of her little maid's pigeon.

Some guilt, such a strange emotion urged her to walk out the door and come to Hill's room:

"Hill? Can I come in?"

She tapped the door lightly.

"Please come in!"

A vigorous voice came out.

Si Kongqing opened the door, and Hill was sitting on the bed. Unexpected cold air rushed toward her face. The chilling temperature made her hug her arms tightly.

Seeing this, Hill quickly turned off the air conditioner and stuck his tongue out apologetically.

"...Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Sikongqing said helplessly, "You might catch a cold."

Saying that, she sneezed appropriately.

Hill was surprised, didn't he?Got a cold when you came in?She quickly jumped out of bed, draped the bedside towel over Si Kongqing's body, and asked with concern:

"What's the matter? It's not really my temperature is too low..."

Seeing Hill's uneasy look that he thought he was in trouble, Sikong Qing nodded:

"Yeah, it was you who caught a cold."

This sentence is like a married man who was approached by his ex-girlfriend with a stubborn stomach and asked tremblingly, "Whose child is this?" The ex-girlfriend replied, "Yes, it's yours."

Done!Hill bowed his head in embarrassment and hesitated:

"Then...I'm going to buy medicine..."

Now it was Sikongqing's turn to be shocked. Is it so easy to deceive?Moreover, how do you say this in the same tone as you want to buy medicine to give your ex-girlfriend an abortion?

If she was a man with bad intentions, this kind of maid would be able to lie to bed ten times a night by herself.

"Are you an idiot?" Shaking his head with a smile, Si Kongqing poked Hill's forehead, "No wonder the air conditioner doesn't catch a cold."

"Uh..." Hill covered his forehead, "What does this sentence mean..."

Why don't idiots catch a cold?

"Go to a thousand degrees if you don't understand." Si Kongqing wrapped the towel and quilt around her body. In front of her, was Hill's pair of warm and fair legs. The simple light-colored shirt could barely cover the legs, and a touch of blue and white was looming.Only then did Sikongqing notice that Hill had just come out of the quilt, not even wearing a skirt.She pushed Hill's shoulder and reminded, "put on your skirt, let's go out to buy clothes."

"Yeah." Hill agreed on the surface, turned around, picked up his skirt, and immediately frowned.

Although I also wore a skirt at home, this time I was going out... This is less than knee length... Hill glanced resentfully at the denim shorts next to Si Kongqing, and asked tentatively:

"That... have you..."

"what?"

Taking a deep breath, Hill finally said the name:

"Safety pants."

"Safety pants?" Si Kongqing looked playfully, "Yes."

She used to think that her maid was one of those rare unrestrained girls who wore short skirts and no safety pants.

She went back to the room and took a box and opened it in front of Hill:

"No, choose."

"Thank you..." Hill breathed a sigh of relief, then his face stiffened again, "Wait, this..."

She picked up a pair of safety pants. Why is this design and thickness different from what she imagined? !

This is no different from boxer panties!The white lace is full of color no matter how you look at it... Could it be that she is too impure?

"Safety pants are like this," Sikong Qing looked at her strangely, "what else do you want?"

Hill was silent, what should she say?Could it be that you want to be like Sister Pao, similar to shorts, the kind that makes the otaku disillusioned when he lifts his legs?Now in my hand... I feel like a leg lift will only excite men.

Anyway... just wear this one!

With a sigh of relief, Hill put on white safety pants. She lowered her head, like a water lotus invincible and shy, trying to struggle again, she looked at Si Kongqing:

"Really...Is there no trousers for me to wear?"

"Yes," Si Kongqing said confidently, "but I think you are more suitable for skirts."

"But I..."

"Don't wear it if you don't like it."

Hill shut up immediately.She closed the safety pant box, and the feeling of the wind between her legs made her blush.

"Do you usually wear these safety pants?"