Lin Li plunged headlong into a world full of gods and wonders, thinking that this would be the beginning of Long Aotian's path to becoming a tiger-like body with full domineering power. However, Golden Finger, who was late for more than ten years, brought bizarre worlds to crush the three views again and again. From then on, he walked on the road of saving the painting style and never returned. However, there was always someone beside him trying to make things right. As he couldn't bear it again and again, Lin Li thought silently in his heart: This is your best friend. They say a best friend is like a son. You have to influence him with love.
Put down the butcher knife and stroke the dog's head with a smile.
The heart is full of love and the world is infinitely beautiful.
However, is there something wrong with a close friend's understanding of love? Don't let our great friendship deteriorate!
She looks gentle and firm, but actually loves to complain and criticize like crazy × looks like a flower on a high mountain, but is actually a loyal dog who attacks
Our goal is to make the blue sky bluer and the crooked painting style more crooked
Intent: Let love influence the world (deteriorated love is also love)