"I'm so stupid, really," Zhou Zhao raised his dull eyes and continued. "I only knew that in pure love stories, the protagonist would have sex with cannon fodder and would be unable to get out of bed; I didn't know that there would also be upgrade novels. I picked up my little brother as soon as I passed through the book, protected him with golden fingers, and told him not to eat randomly and kill people. He was very obedient. He was still young. I ate all the poison and poison sent by the bad guys. I even took the blame for him. He was about to ascend the throne. There is no younger brother. There is only one dark pervert. When asked by the system department, he is my younger brother. I was anxious. Isn't this an upgraded article? The pervert locked the door until the middle of the night. I asked around and found out that it only had 30,000 words. The system said, "I'm sorry, this is Ji Chun Ai Wen." Then go in; the pervert is lying in the room, his clothes are gone, and his hands are still holding my pants..." + He continued to sob, unable to say anything. +... Wei Huaizhou looked extremely happy, put his hands into Zhou Zhao's collar, nodded and said, "Yes, yes!... There are four ways to write Ji, do you know?"