Star Citizen Zhong Dan finally caught up on a long vacation. Originally he just wanted to play a love game to relax, but unexpectedly he was transported directly into the game.
Now that you've come, let's make peace with it.
By the way, what's the point of giving a man a script for free? Forget it, how can a game like this that only female players love to play be so difficult? The script doesn't matter.
Jiang Dianyu, a domineering CEO who just appeared on the scene: "When you come to my company, you have to work hard. Don't think that you can attract my attention just because you have a good skin."
Later, Jiang Dianyu said: "You can fill in any number on this check. I just want you not to interrupt your cooperation with our company. If you can't, I will kneel on the ground and beg you."
A certain rich second-generation female villain: "Oh, you look so poor, you really think he can like you."
Later, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Com: I won't mess with the little wolfdog anymore. We are still good brothers. Let's not talk about what we have and what we don't have. They are all in the wine, drink!"
One day, Green Tea pestered his cousin, the CEO, every day: "Brother Zhong Dan, I envy you so much. My cousin praises you every day for how well you've done your work. Unlike me, you can't do anything."
Later, "Hello? Is this brother Zhong Dan? I'm guaranteed admission! Can you go out with me to celebrate? Huh? Cousin? Just a distant relative. I'm really unfamiliar with him."
"Brother Zhong, do you think it was Jiang Dianyu's charm that made us fall in love with him in the first place?"
Of course, it's because he is the protagonist, the attacker, and you are the protagonist, the receiver.
Zhong Dan pretended not to hear what Song Yaohui said while watching TV.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about him anymore."
Song Liyao was not annoyed. He hugged Zhong Dan's arm sideways and rested his head on Zhong Dan's shoulder.
"You are already mine anyway..."
Intention: Cuscuta has a dead end, you can get everything by yourself