Zhang Jiale found that he has been extraordinarily lucky recently. His new mouse got hot and broke for no apparent reason. Daily necessities were always moving inexplicably. Every day he felt like someone was peeping on him... Damn it, this was no longer lucky, it was a supernatural thing!
Zhang Jiale found that the style of painting in his world has been changing recently...
Zhang Jiale, who turned into a mouse and was touched here and there, was shocked: "Take your hands away from your sister so hard!"
Zhang Jiale, who turned into a bed and was pressed on by someone, was melancholy: "Hundan, do you know that you are very heavy!"
Zhang Jiale, who turned into soap and was rubbed all over his body, was desperate: Ah, where is this? Who I am? What am I doing?
After returning to human form, Zhang Jiale discovered that the painting style of the world was still wrong!
It turns out that the mouth-challenged gun king has a talkative idiot. Listening to the idiot's rants, the corner of Zhang Jiale's mouth twitched: No, senior, just be happy!
Seeing the white chicken that was about to enter Captain Yu's mouth full of shy happiness, Zhang Jiale looked horrified: Oh my God, Captain Yu, what did you do to that chicken? !
Seeing Wang Jiexi's broom, Zhang Jiale's face was filled with confusion.
When he saw that the cigarettes Ye Xiu smoked were so pure and unpretentious: Come on! Face me head-on! Zhang Jiale can already face it with a blank expression.
Although Ye Xiu later found out that he had never touched cigarettes again.
"Senior Ye..."
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"Your Thousand Chance Umbrella is talking..."
"!"
"He said his name was Su Muqiu."
"!!!"