With the order of Anzhe, a beam of light that only An Zhe could see suddenly appeared from the palm of his hand, and instantly shone into the body of the real white name.

Is it the location of the human body?

An Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly his pupil shrank, actually saw a ball of light in the body of the real name, when you look closely, it is actually a miniature starry sky miniature!

"detect the heterogeneous cosmic rule code and start cracking!"

“Cracking is successful!Extraction Skills: Painting!Start to reproduce!”

It was not long, and Anzhe soon felt a strange feeling in his mind.

Copying is successful!Host temporarily acquired skills: LV9 painting.Please gather the required popularity values within seven days, if the uncoated skills will disappear and never be reproduced again.”

Ai Zhe's eyebrows gently cursed, and there is no such thing as a plain white in the world!

If he can't get enough of five million people in seven days, he can no longer get the painting skills of the real name.

Fortunately, he is ready, as long as the contract is signed, thousands of magic presses can quickly publish it, and it will certainly be popular.

However, in order to be safe, you have to prepare for both hands.An Zhe thought so, but heard the verification of the identification of the anti-theft system outside the door.

Then suddenly the door opened.

Tie up.

The moment Xia Shuyu walked into the door, he saw the ambiguous posture of Anzhe and the real name of the house, and the movement of the door suddenly froze.

Anzhe and Xia's Hill Shiyu are opposite, his hands are still on the real white belly of the vertebrate, and the atmosphere is directly solidified...

Hold the grass!It's over!

An Zhe's heart instantly wailed, saw the gloomy face of Xia's mound poetry plume, and his heart was speechless.

“An!Philly!“Gentlemen?”

Xia's hilly poetry feathers can not see how angry, but her obvious suppression is about to erupt, and Anzhe can feel it with the back of her head.

An Zhe rushed forward and hugged Xia's Hill Shiyu, stared at her with a deep look, and said word for word: "Calm down, listen to me, things are not what you think."I love only one of you.I'm sorry, I love you."

Well, actually, this is Ange's fantasy...

“Anger!“I’m waiting for your explanation?”Xia's tone of the pup became calm, but Anzhe heard the latter's heel on the crazy floor!

笃笃笃笃笃笃笃笃笃笃笃笃�

The sound of the shoe root flooring is constantly ringing, and the action when the mood of Xia's hill is out of control is the floor!Anzhe is not a spirit, the messy fantasy in the mind instantly turned to nothing.

"Uh, the real white stomach to eat, I help her, exercise the stomach, digest it..."

The fucker!

Your rational personality is broken!What is the reason for this!Why not do what I want!

Xia's poetry feather stared at Anzhe for a while, and then looked at the true white.

An Zhexi's eyes explored the past, and after seeing the action of the true white, it could not collapse!

“Eh, white sauce, don’t eat it!”Don’t you eat it?”Ange is about to cry out, why can you be so calm...

"The last one, well, full."

Anzhe: “...”

Xia's hilly poetry feather eyebrows gently picked: " sauce?An Zhe, this is only one day of hard work, and your relationship is so good."

Anjie's body trembled!Why did he hear a strong sourness in the latter's tone!

hey hey!Are you jealous, school girl?Is it?

At this time, the name of the vertebrate was finished with the Nth annual ring cake in his hand and looked at Xia's hilly poetry feathers.

"Aaron is my first man."

The air is suddenly quiet...

AJ: What?

The expression on Xia's face suddenly became rich, and his hands caught in the air: "What happened to the first one?"

Hold the grass!This bridge...

An Zhe suddenly spit out an old blood in his heart!For, why!Why are you here at this time!

“No, no, old man.Name her . . .

The vertebok was white with the calm pale red eyes, and continued to speak in a very calm tone.

"It was great that I was Ange for the first time."

“The coffin?”

AJ: Oh!Oh yeah!

That will be the next word!Why are you leaving at this time?Give me a shot, huh?

Xia's face rose red, irritated glanced at Anzhe, turned directly into the room, snapped the door tightly closed to death...

“Wait a minute, poet.”

Anzhe wants to cry without tears, why do you want to turn around and go like the original!Listen to the white explanation...

Hip...the house personality vomited blood coma...

“Before, there were girls all around.”

"A good friend of men, Anzhe is the first."

On the strange face of Anzhe, some of the godless eyes slowly turned to look at the real name of the vertegium.

“You should say that first...”

“Saying?Did you say that to the man?"

“Forget it, enough is enough...”

After that, Xia's poetry can no longer be heard.Ange’s face was not filled with laughter.

Oh my god!Is this a reward?

When the plot of the original fell on himself, it turned out that this feeling really wanted people to hit the wall and die!

But at the moment, Xia's hilly poetry feathers obviously will not listen to his explanation,

Ah!What to do now!An Zhe grasped his head, a face of boredom, the name of the real white is still the calm expression, quietly looking at him.

First, put the truth down,

An Zhe reluctantly sent the name of the real white into the room, the latter took out the brush, sitting at the table quietly painted something.

She came here to paint comics, right?Ange thought so, and gently closed the door.

He remembered that in his room, there was also a set of brushes, saw the vertebrae in the painting, had just acquired painting skills, he also had some itch, immediately ran back to the room.

As soon as I picked up the brush, Anzhe's mood quickly became quiet.He opened his eyes with some shock, and this feeling was the same as when he was addicted to writing!

The mind seems to have a sense of the outburst, Anzhe holding the right hand of the pen is very stable, a line appears on the paper, Anzhe to do painting faster and faster!

Oh my go!

The sound of the refill and the friction of the manuscript is constantly ringing, the light in the eyes of Anzhe is getting brighter and brighter, and the pen is flying!

Finally, Ange gently added a pen!

Finished!

Suddenly he broke free from the quiet mood, and Anzhe watched his work stare and eyes.

“Son, it’s beautiful...”

He painted the poetry of Xia!

The puppies in the painting are bent low, with a pair of straight black silk long legs, and through the opening of the school uniform, you can see the fullness of the snow white.And Xia's pupe's eyes are staring forward, as if staring at who...

Beauty!Beautiful and thrilling!

Is this really painted by yourself?

An Zhe looked at the picture on the table, and for a while he was a little confused.As a houseman for 20 years, his love for the second dimension is almost deep in the soul.

He wiped the mouth and was very excited.LV9 painting skills, how powerful!He made up his mind that no matter what, he would earn enough five million people to keep this skill firmly established forever!