Ouch, my slut.

Ouch, my slut.

Ouch I...

If Xia Yu had heart disease, he would have suffered from heart disease now.

When people feel extremely painful, they don’t even have the ability to organize language.

Now the book is blocked and cannot be read.

Xia Yu went to the pirated website, but in fact he could watch it chapter by chapter in the writer's assistant, but it was not convenient to watch it on the website.

The update volume is very good.

It took nearly 100,000 words in two days.

It's worthy of being a tentacle monster.

The chapter at the beginning was quite good, and the relationship between the male and female protagonists warmed up and it was natural.

The daily life and plot direction are quite normal, both cheerful and simple.

But...why do you need to write some weird things in the latest chapters?

Tree spirits fight the male protagonist?

Bundle play?

The Sims, below the clavicle, above the ankle...

Ouch, my slut.

Ouch, my slut.

Ouch I...

When people are extremely excited, they lose their ability to organize language.

Seeing the latest chapter, Xia Yu silently turned off his phone, his face blushed.

Too scary.

This is a good seedling of a racing car.

Unfortunately, all the talent points have reached strange places.

If it were ten years ago, this book would probably be popular.

What a pity...

Xia Yu was crying but was crying. Now that he was 404, it means that his book has basically died. Even if it is rectified and asked for editing to release it, he will probably have to wait for a month.

After this time, the daylily became cold.

No recommendations, no readers.

Why……

This is the end that is unreliable and popular. If Xia Yu wrote it himself, his driving skills will definitely be steady and he will not fly out of the track no matter how fast he is.

It’s probably just a reward for nothing.

Xia Yu must have to write it himself after that.

The tree spirit let her open her own book first.

Xia Yu sighed and looked through the recent comments in the writer's assistant, and found that the number of comments and the chapter's words increased a lot.

(Although the book was 404, the past records can still be found in the writer's assistant)

One of the readers' comments called [Favorite Xia Yu] caught his attention.

Xia Yu felt cold because he had always used the pseudonym [Mengxia], and there were very few people who could know his real name.

And he doesn't even know what his pseudonym is.

Is this book friend who actually used the name Xia Yu directly? Is it a coincidence?

Although my aunt knows his background, it is impossible for her to be called [Favorite Xia Yu].

This reader seems to have only recently begun to appear. She read the book he wrote from the first to the last, and gave comments on every paragraph of each chapter.

Looks like a die-hard fan.

【Favorite Xia Yu】: "Has it been updated? I love you."

【Love Xia Yu the most】: "Wow, it's updated again, I love you so much."

【Love Xia Yu the most】: "It's great, the number of updates today is good, I love you the most."

...

It was then that a message popped up by his writer assistant:

1 new comment from [Favorite Xia Yu]

【Favorite Xia Yu】: "What?! Gugugugu?! You have to stay anyway!"

Xia Yu's hand shook and almost threw his phone out.

A man with a black backpack sitting opposite him seemed to hear the sound he made. He raised his head and glanced at him with some dissatisfaction.

Xia Yu had no intention of caring about him at all.

A chill spread directly from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to the top of his head.

The whole person was cold.

His books were all 404. Logically speaking, they should not be visible on the bookshelf now, let alone commenting on books.

How did this person called [Love Xia Yu the Most] comment?

If it were in the past, Xia Yu would have thought that Qidian's system had a malfunction, but after experiencing what happened in the past few days, he vaguely realized something was wrong in his heart.

It was at this moment that the subway stopped and a mechanical radio sounded in the carriage:

"Xiyuan Temple has arrived. Passengers who get off the bus should take all their belongings and be careful about the gap between the train and the platform.

Next stop, the beauty’s tomb.”

"Xiyuan Temple has arrived. Passengers who get off the bus should take all their belongings and be careful about the gap between the train and the platform.

Next stop, the beauty’s tomb.”

...

Xia Yu raised his head in horror.

A white figure stood outside the carriage.

She is a short-haired lady wearing a white umbrella skirt.

The girl gives him a very bad feeling, not that she is not good at being a good person and not good-looking enough.

It's exactly the opposite.

His facial features are absolutely amazing, his skin is white and smooth, his peaks are majestic, his legs are straight and slender, and he is wearing a pair of white sneakers. He is the kind of person who ordinary people will know that his life has nothing to do with him after a glance.

But Xia Yu is not an ordinary person.

There are immortal cores in his body, and basically all the female monsters are greedy for his body.

The girl raised her head and stared at Xia Yu motionlessly through the unopened car door.

Xia Yu instinctively leaned back, avoiding her gaze and feeling of cardiac arrest.

It's over, it's a mistake, he shouldn't have left Xiaobai.

Le Xiaoxiao is not here now, and no one can protect him.

The car door slowly opened and the girl in white walked in.

The moment she walked into the car, the lights in the whole car seemed to dim.

The light concentrated on her body, shining white.

One of the few people raised their heads and took a look.

Just one glance, there was a feeling of a deer rushing around.

The boy sitting opposite Xia Yu was panicked and quickly lowered his head. He didn't dare to look at her directly, but he couldn't help but feel throbbing inside. He could only secretly look at her direction from the corner of his eyes.

Almost all the men moved their bodies tactfully, trying to free up their seats, waiting for the goddess to come.

Seeing that they could see this girl, Xia Yu's heart calmed down a little.

Most people cannot see the ferryman.

Xia Yu thought he was the only one who could see it, but he was frightened.

When I looked down, there was a faint shadow under the feet of the young lady in white.

Yes, this person has a shadow.
To be continued...