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Jiang Lai entered the book and transformed from a disgraced tower crane worker at a construction site into a fake young master with the same name and surname in the book.
The original owner was retaliated by the real master and ended miserably. Jiang Lai understood that as a fake, he should stay away from the real master and cherish life. Everyone has a responsibility.
He deeply implements the life creed of "wealth cannot be promiscuous, poverty can be transferred, and power makes me surrender", and is "forced" by the system's financial oppression again and again. In the process of screwing up tasks and defrauding rewards, he becomes more and more frustrated and courageous.
[Please host to send confession message within 24 hours]
Jiang Lai stayed up until the early hours of the morning, sending the edited message and then withdrawing it within seconds.
Two beeps sounded at the same time——
System: Ding~ Congratulations to the host, the reward has been distributed
Xue Weilan:?
But as the favored party of the system, Xue Weilan has not failed at all -
His first impression of Jiang Lai was the young young man who was bright and bright but had dark eyes in the family photo.
He is a fake young master who is rated as good-for-nothing by his family members. He is extravagant, extravagant, weak, and a vase.
But when they first met, his slender and smooth fingertips touched the rough and ugly scar on his right hand. What came before the self-loathing and confusion was the heartache that the other person couldn't hide.
But now, the two of them were tacitly huddled together on a single bed in a dormitory, their thin lips brushing their foreheads, and the aroma of the same shampoo intertwined.
Jiang Lai fell into a drowsy sleep when a notification sounded in his head.
System: Ding~ Congratulations to the host, triggering the easter egg [kiss on the target's forehead]
The boy who was breathing heavily suddenly died, followed by a heartbeat that was about to jump out of his chest.
***Small theater
Later, Jiang Lai finally got his wish and opened a supermarket branch on the campus where Xue Weilan was located.
Busy feet don't touch the ground, waist and backache
The technique that Xue Weilan stole from a master to massage her mother was finally put to use. The force was gentle and firm.
"Baby, there are a pair of waist pits here," he paused and kept moving his hands, "It is said that those with waist pits are beautiful."
Jiang Lai was so coaxed that he was elated
But she couldn't resist the evil-minded grinding of those two sensitive parts, and struggled to get up.
The person behind him pressed forward passionately, grabbing his waist with both hands, his posture was warm.
"It's so beautiful. It's just the right place to let go."
Copywriting first released on 2025.6.24
Intention: Even if you are stuck in the mud, you must pursue the good.
