Host, don't tell the truth, okay?

The little cat's face completely collapsed, Xixi tugged at her fluffy paws, and began to count the advantages of her host.

[The host is beautiful, kind, caring, can draw, and is very polite to others, not hypocritical, so she is not a useless little piece of wood, and the host has an advantage, that is, she is really innocent and doesn’t need to pretend, you know Before some hosts, because of the collapse of the human design, the main system was punished very badly. 】

The more talked, the more confident became, Xixi's cat pupils flowed, dazzling and dazzling.

'Personality collapsed? What's the meaning? ’

[Host, because Xixi is the heroine system of Xiaobaihua, so Xixi's host must naturally conform to Xiaobaihua's character design? 】

[Before the host had insufficient camouflage, he was punished by the main system. 】

'what? ’

[Host, this is normal, there are thousands of systems under the main system, various types of systems, and each system holder, naturally, according to the attributes of the system, to change/disguise his character and complete the task . 】

[Otherwise, the main system will give him/them a great punishment. 】

Yuyu:  …

[In short, the system holder, the character displayed in the mission world, sometimes has a big gap with his own character. 】

[When the host encounters them in the future, don't be deceived by them. 】

The eyes are directly empty, and the words that System Xixi said are very, very far away for her, who has no memory of the mission.

Blinking his eyes, he was ready to take a shower and go to bed. Regarding the strategy officer and Lingya, Youyou said that she should talk to the person who saw her.

In my memory, Yuan Shi and Ling Ya have not gotten along with each other recently, and they have communicated well. If Yuan Shi hadn't stayed up all night waiting for Ling Ya every night, the two of them might never have had an intersection. After all, their biological clocks, It didn't match at all. Ling Ya went out early every day and came back late. They just slept together, that's all.

Lavender sheets and quilt covers are not as popular as pink for Youyou, but this extremely light and warm color still makes Youyou feel a lot better.

Sweet, said good night to the system, Youyou closed his eyes, held the quilt in his small hands, and stopped talking and moving.

At nine or ten o'clock in the evening, the lights in the big cities are colorful and dreamy.

It also has a different flavor.

After changing her clothes, Ling Ya, who came out of the company, saw a little bit of joy on her face when she saw a long black sedan at the door.

It just so happened that the breeze hit at this time, and it ruffled the hem of Ling Ya's bright red skirt. The layers were like ripples in the sea of ​​​​flowers, which made Ling Ya more coquettish and moving.

She was born to eat the entertainment industry.

This is what Fu Shu and others have said about Ling Ya.

Lifting the skirt, she gathered her hair and trotted to the car. Ling Ya knocked on the window, then opened the car door and went up.

"Fu Shu, thank you for coming to pick me up."

Thanking the woman who was also sitting in the back parking space, Ling Ya immediately felt remorse when she saw Fu Shu's lap still piled with a stack of documents.

"It's really bothering you."

She knew that this person must be very busy on weekdays, after all...

Her status is very noble.

"No problem."

Signaling the driver to drive, Fu Shu sorted out the documents and put them aside, his clean profile looking more noble under the hazy halo.

To be honest, Fu Shu also has a beautiful face that is uniquely endowed and comparable to Ling Ya, but her aura is too strong and domineering, and few people can look directly at her when her aura is full. her face.

On weekdays, Fu Shu always had a smirk on the corner of Fu Shu's mouth, a smile that seemed mocking and contemptuous. Her expression was unfathomable, as if she was in the clouds. In her eyes, all living beings were very insignificant and made her look down on them.

She is too far apart from everyone, as if she is a world of her own, not only in the world, but also outside the mundane world, and that's how, a powerful woman who is not in the mundane world, but she is only caring and caring for her. add.

He covered his uneasy heart.

Ling Ya's eyes fell on Fu Shu unconsciously.

She was wearing an elegant black suit with diamonds on her chest, and her hair was combed and meticulous, revealing a clean and shiny forehead.

And further down, she is exquisite and stylish, because her expression/attitude is soft at the moment, and her charming and elegant facial features are more attractive.

Panic looking away, Ling Ya rolled the car window and looked at the busy traffic outside. Suddenly, Ling Ya saw the supermarket, so she said to Fu Shu.

"Can I stop the car, I'm going to the supermarket to buy something."

After a long time of sulking, Ling Ya has already thought about it.

After all, she has long known that Youyou is a child who will never grow up, and she has never been able to learn, so she can take care of herself, right?

After receiving Fu Shu's instructions, the driver stopped the car on the side of the road.

Ling Ya thanked Fu Shu, got out of the car and went straight to the supermarket. When she came back, she already had two big bags in her hand.

Seeing this scene, Fu Shu raised her eyebrows secretly. She looked at the somewhat restrained and embarrassed girl and motioned for the driver to continue driving.

The special taste mixed with various vegetables and meat gradually permeated the whole car. When Ling Ya realized the problem, her face flushed instantly, embarrassed and annoyed, she wished to shove her whole body into the cracks in the ground.

It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing.

"it does not matter."

Looking at the heroine amusingly, Fu Shu slightly hooked his lips.

"The car should be washed anyway."

Lingya:  …

Ah ah ah, what should she do if she is even more embarrassed?

"Did you buy these for your little girlfriend, you are so kind to her."

Fu Shu slowed down his voice, but...

Still incredibly convincing.

"But you have to pay attention to what you do. The entertainment industry is very harsh on celebrities, especially female celebrities. Sometimes, a little bit of trouble can make a celebrity/actor capsize in the gutter and ruin their image."

"In today's society, although the acceptance of homosexual love is very high, the stars who are on the cusp of the storm, the society does not advocate them."

"Otherwise, do you think that some of the stars/actors who have generously announced their coming out of the closet are still active on the screen, eh?"

Putting on the eye drops calmly, Fu Shu looked calm, and played ten percent of the roles of noble/good man/sexual, cold, indifferent/undesired.

"So, if you really like your little girlfriend, don't act like that on the outside, at least, before your fledgling."

Lingya:  …

"thanks for your reminder."

Her face turned pale, and Ling Ya was a little scared.

She originally wanted to become a star, so she placed Youyou in front of people so that she could live a good life, but now it seems that she is still too careless.

Nodding lightly, Fu Shu accepted Ling Ya's gratitude.

She then asked Ling Ya warmly about her training in the company and getting along with her colleagues, and then she answered some questions patiently to Ling Ya.

When Ling Ya got off the bus, Fu Shu showed his true colors.

Some people were disgusted and asked the driver to open the windows. Fu Shu squinted slightly, but his calm face suddenly became lazy and inattentive.

"Ling Ya, Bai Youyou."

Hoarsely read the names of the two heroines.

Fu Shu showed a smile that was in control.

Fu Shu is really interested in Ling Ya, one of the heroines of this world, but he just cares a little, and now he can't talk about liking or loving.

After all, what kind of beauty Fu Shu has never seen before, Ling Ya, who has not yet grown into a fledgling, is really too immature to her? !

And even if she likes it?

What like is also the late stage of the plot, the powerful actress Ling Ya.

Today's Ling Ya is just marked by her first and included in her own protection scope, so that no one else can covet her anymore, that's all.

She wants to help Ling Ya grow up with her own hands, so that she can become what she likes the most, and then at the right time, she will taste what she has been fortunately cultivated.

Delicious fruit.

"Brighter the lights behind."

From a stack of documents, he found the information sent by his subordinates. Fu Shu looked at the words on the paper and said "Huh" in surprise.

"Selling paintings in the square?"

In the plot, a genius painter who is hailed as rare in a century, but now she has gotten her to sell paintings on the street. Is this really damn interesting?

So does she want to make it more difficult for the heroine?

Fu Shu thought about it.

——Fu Shu can be said to be quite disgusted by this pure and innocent white lotus heroine. If not, he did not want Lingya to be separated from her because of the white lotus flower. Fu Shu wanted to kill/do it for a long time. Drop/torture her to death.

All the white lotus flowers in the world should be damned, a bunch of hypocrites, hypocrites, and bitches.

The black sedan was driving on the road and soon disappeared around the corner.

On the other side, Ling Ya, who opened the door and entered the room, saw the darkness in front of her eyes, her heart tightened: You, You.

Recently, this person has been sitting on the sofa waiting for her, but now...

She turned on the lights in a panic, and when she saw the clean and tidy living room that seemed unusually empty and unfamiliar, Ling Ya's pupils shrank, and she didn't even notice that her body was trembling slightly.

Leaving things behind and heading straight to the bedroom, Ling Ya was short of breath and her steps were vain.

Without even turning on the light, she rushed directly to the bed. When she touched Youyou, Ling Ya was startled at first, and then she increased the strength in her hands.

"Well?"

Youyou woke up in pain, confused: "What, what are you doing?"

The sound is soft and sweet, like cotton candy.