Genshin Impact************

Okay, okay, it's a very light and sweet story. I really like the author's depiction of scenery, but every time the protagonist makes a deliberate move, Hu Tao keeps blushing or something. One or two is fine, but if there are more, it's a bit samey. There is also a punishment for mission failure. I see only one here. Then why don't you refuse some of them? Some of the slaps on the buttocks without consent are a little too much. The rewards for that mission are not generous, I think.

Summary: The mission of this system is really ＊＊...... But then again () I won't say much else. I suggest you jump directly to 77, and Funina will just watch half of it. Putting aside the above, it's okay.

It's really sweet. It makes my skeleton soldier's body feel warm when I look at it.

She stared at the blurred ink stain, her brows furrowed into knots, her lips pursed, and her eyes slowly turned red. "It's okay, it's okay, I'll wipe it for you!" Hu Tao quickly took out a handkerchief to help her wipe it, but Qile deliberately took a step forward. He reached out and took the small notebook into his hand, pretending to flip through it: "This character is written crookedly. It's just blurry. Let's rewrite it." He deliberately spoke in an understatement, but Qiqi became anxious and reached out to grab it: "Give it back to Qiqi! That's Qiqi's notebook!" "No." Qile took half a step back and deliberately raised the notebook. "You will forget it even if you remember it. There is no use keeping it." He knew that these words touched her sore point - Qiqi had a bad memory. Relying on this small notebook to remember things, these words made her feel more uncomfortable than robbing her of coconut milk. Sure enough, Qiqi couldn't grab the book, and hearing what he said made her eyes even redder with anxiety. His little shoulders shook, and tears fell on the back of his hands with a "pop" sound. She was a zombie, so she shouldn't have shed tears so easily, but she was probably too impatient. The tears fell quickly and urgently, flowing down the cheeks, hitting the stone steps, and leaving small wet marks. "Ugh... My notebook... Can't remember it..." Her mouth was pursed, her voice sounded like crying, her little hands were clenched tightly, tears kept falling, and she looked pitiful. [Target status detected: Strongly wronged (meeting requirements), in tears. Mission accomplished!

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Detoxify everyone, the best listening experience, skip the poor Qiqi from the first chapter to the next chapter until Hu Tao's birthday, then directly start from chapter 141, until the end of the "morning" chapter, the absolute best viewing experience has been personally tested, the experience of testing the poison In fact, I have read it for more than 20 hours, but I deleted the first comment and then commented again.

After reading the first few chapters, I found it to be an easy daily text, not the kind of brainless system text, but a very good one with a system. Personally, I think the content can be rated four and a half stars. Also, the author inspired me to open the second volume of my own book at the beginning, and I hope we can have time to communicate with each other.

Keep looking good [love] [love] It's not Hu Tao who is the single heroine, so why don't you cs with Hu Tao like that?

It looks pretty good so far [thoughts]

The author followed me and took the photo [laughs]

It's really sweet with walnuts

I feel like [Chigua][Chigua] will be deleted later.

I'm in a wealthy niche but I feel like I'm going to have a harem. Is it possible to have a single heroine?

I give you five stars for your writing. It's pretty good and comfortable to read, but some of the content is toxic.

I can only say that the author's views are very correct.

Throw away your brain and be done with Tian, ​​but what I'm saying is, since you chose Hu Tao as the heroine, don't think about having more heroines!

For me, a walnut cook, it's really sweet. I hope the single heroine is Hu Tao

My corpse feels warm when you look at it

A rare good work I thought it was okay at first, but I felt that a lot of meaningless things were added. After Xiaohong, the pace of the plot became very fast. After Funina came, it felt like a plot that was added on the spur of the moment. When Funina came, it felt no different from before. It seemed that it was just for the title. It felt like there were a lot of pitfalls and a lot of plot was saved. It gave me the feeling that the author had given up on this book long ago just to give the novel an ending.

Okay, there are ups and downs, I like it.

The front part is very nice, but could there be less transformation content?

Author, you dare to abuse Hutao like this, are you really not afraid that we Hutao players will tell you the truth?

I became obsessed with it after I went to Fontaine.

Looks good, update soon! Bigger portion! Ten million words! ! If it's not enough, just close the small dark room and update it!

It's beautiful, the narrative and emotional expression are very delicate, and the writing is very good.

The content of the stories and articles is truly unique and really good. The writing style is a bit immature.

It's beautiful. I like it very much. I finished it in two days.

So pretty, so sweet ah ah ah ah

Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, very interesting plot, very vivid description, very fascinating

This book is generally good, and the plot seems quite heartwarming. This book is generally good, and the plot seems quite heartwarming.