[Sick and weak attack xp text, be careful when entering] [Control the party and enter by mistake]
[Write this book after completing the second unit of the unit text next door]
[This book will be archived and will be updated regularly after it is published]
Everyone in the upper class knows that Qin Ting has special hobbies.
I like to see a handsome man getting sick, and it is best to be so sick that he is as pale as a blood, panting every step of the way, crying in front of him with red eyes, trembling while curling up in his arms.
How many people squeezed their heads trying to get to the top of the tree to climb into Boss Qin's bed, but the boss was so obsessed with aesthetics that he returned them all, regardless of whether they were international supermodels or popular celebrity idols.
"This one is not beautiful enough."
"This skin is too dark."
"This one is full of utilitarianism."
"This doesn't look very smart."
"This one's as sick as if he's going to die."
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In the final analysis, Qin Ting felt that no one was worthy of him. He doesn't need a boyfriend, he just wants a "work of art" that fully meets his standards.
On his birthday, someone gave him a "sick robot" to attract investment.
To put it bluntly, this person made it tailor-made according to his aesthetics. Not only does it have a realistic texture, but it can also represent the frailty aesthetically. Even in some details, it is the same as a real person. It is pink and has a good size.
Qin Ting was so satisfied that he even felt pity for the machine. He hired a well-known designer to customize one piece of sexy clothes for him and put it on himself.
He caressed the robot boyfriend's sexy mermaid line and waist, and his voice was rare and gentle, "Baby, if you were a real person, I really want to give you the best in the world."
Until one day, he came home early from a business trip.
In the garden, the robot, which was supposed to be in a dormant state, was lazily leaning on the lounge chair, holding a cigarette between its long white fingers and haggling nonchalantly over the phone.
"Mr. Zhang, as we agreed at the beginning, I will only be responsible for playing the role of a robot. Getting laid is an additional price, and it's easy to expose the secret."
"Then there's someone who's been doing things lately. Is there anyone taking care of him?"
Before he finished speaking, the cigarette was taken away from his fingers.
Qin Ting loosened his tie and took a puff on the half of the cigarette, gritting his teeth with a hint of interest.
"Well done."
"Get down from the chair and let's talk about adding money."
Food Guide
①The 18th-tier actor's sick and weak attack (Song Zhixue) × the superior's emotional mysophobia (Qin Ting); the beautiful attack × the strong attack
② At the end of the year, Shuang Jie, 5 years apart in age, 23×28, Song Zhixue attacked
③Gong plays a robot pretending to be sick for money, but he is also really sick, immune system disease, and various symptoms appear from time to time. At the same time, he takes various drugs to stimulate the organs in order to receive instructions.
④Attention! ! ! Not suitable for watching by anyone who controls the party! ! ! !
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Intention: Before decaying, a flower blooms.
