After Wearing It, I Slap My Face Every Day

The next book is written: "The Emperor asked me to take part in politics", please save it~~~ Copywriting: Chu Lan died unexpectedly. In order to have a better life in the future, she was forced to bind to the system and became the 1818th clerk of the Tianzheng system. From then on, she embarked on the road of traveling through different worlds to capture the male protagonist. Subsystem No. 314: Do you bring your own buffs? Why are all the White Lotus Green Teas not as good-looking as you, and how can you conquer the male protagonist without any difficulty? Chu Lan (raising her eyebrows coldly): Just kidding, I'm the most beautiful in the world! Chu Lan cheated all the way and quickly advanced the plot without touching his feet. Chu Lan (Chu Chu pitiful): If you don't love me, don't provoke me. Male Protagonist I (covering his face): It is indeed the crematorium for chasing his wife. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me! Chu Lan (concentrated): I have a dark history, aren't you afraid? Male Protagonist II (clenching his fists): Whoever smeares your history, I will blackmail her! Chu Lan (bored): Someone has taken a fancy to you and wants to kill me to get the upper hand. Male Protagonist III (smiling slyly): Baby, what are you talking about? Who are you talking about? I didn't see it! Instructions for consumption: Wear it quickly, the hostess is quick and quick in doing things, slaps in the face quickly and accurately, and has full points in her verbal skills. During the strategy process, you gradually open up your heart, and in the end, it is HE. Please feel free to eat it. The whole text is mindless and refreshing, with occasional cookie drops. The heroine is all about talking words to win, and her scheming is all childish. In every world, people are dating, and the male protagonist's appearance remains the same, but his personality and identity have all changed, so it's still 1V1. ====Pre-receipt copywriting==== Once in time, the talkative Su Shunqing became a humble concubine who had just entered the palace. There is no system space, only a PhD diploma in history and—— A charming face that can be called a disaster. Su Shunqing: ... Generally, those who look like this are short-lived. Don't want to die in an unknown way? Pretending to be sick, pretending to be stupid, pretending to be deaf and dumb? So the concubines were relieved that the Sumei people were just embroidered pillows in appearance. Su Meiren, who was almost going crazy from holding back her words, found a corner to mutter. The king who was passing by heard the whole story. The emperor, who has always been cold and emotionless, smiled half-heartedly: Embroidered pillow? What a little liar. Su Shunqing, who had no idea that he had fallen off the horse, never expected that every word he said would be written down and compiled into a book by the young emperor. Ministers: Your Majesty, please summon the author of this book to serve as an official! Emperor: Then let my beloved concubine reluctantly become prime minister. Su Shunqing: Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are not allowed to have sex in the harem (gulp)! The emperor's thin lips curled up: "Government, or I, my beloved concubine can do whatever she wants." Su Shunqing: Uncle policeman, someone is acting like a bully! Reading Guide (Demining): 1V1, the male protagonist is the emperor, so double C is impossible, please be careful. The heroine kept a low profile in the early stage and was forced to fight in the palace, but later she pursued a career. A combination of sweet and refreshing, mainly refreshing. ====Pre-receipt copywriting==== There was a saying among the noble ladies of the Daye Dynasty that they would rather marry a trafficker than enter the Duke of Ning's palace. The eldest son of Duke Ningguo is a living king of hell who has never been born before. He is ruthless and murderous. So even though he was extremely powerful, no one dared to propose marriage to him. Just when the aristocratic family was trembling, fearing that an imperial decree granting a marriage would come down, news came from Duke Ningguo's mansion that the prince was getting married. The bride is the delicate eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Shen Mianshuang. The ladies breathed a sigh of relief and secretly sighed. That soft-spoken little crybaby who gets sick from exhaustion after just a few steps, can he still survive if he marries the King of Hell? On the wedding night, the timid little wife lowered her head and said nothing. Gu Tingjun rubbed his eyebrows: Madam. The aura was cold, and the little crybaby was frightened out of a few golden beans. Gu Tingjun:...... Later—— When Ning Guogong's mansion encountered an assassin, Gu Tingjun became red-eyed and blocked the door of the courtyard, fearing that his beloved wife would be frightened. Who knows—— Shen Mianshuang gathered the assassins together one by one, innocent and well-behaved: "Husband, please feel free to kill the enemy, and I will help you clean up for your wife." Gu Tingjun:? ? ? On the city wall, Gu Tingjun avoided the enemy's boulder attack. When he turned around, he saw Shen Mianshuang secretly following behind him. "Quickly let—huh?" Shen Mianshuang hugged the boulder, strode forward, and looked at Gu Tingjun innocently. "Husband, please listen to my explanation." Gu Tingjun: Sure enough, the soil in my house is good, and a delicate flower has grown into a king flower. Chen Mianshuang: There is no need to be so confident. Purpose: Only when women are independent and self-reliant can they succeed.