The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Jiang Huanhuan felt unwell.

The moment I realized it, both I and the system collapsed in my heart.

Jiang Huanhuan: [Ahhhhhh!]

System: [Ahhhhh! 】

Neither Yiren nor Yitong had ever done anything bad. They finally made up their minds to do something bad, but they didn't expect to be caught.

Jiang Huanhuan seemed to be under a spell at this moment, not daring to move at all.

It was not until she heard the sound of footsteps behind her that Jiang Huanhuan suddenly came to her senses at the reminder of the system.

Then he rushed into the room quickly.

"Snapped--"

Jiang Huanhuan now completely locked herself and the witness in the same room.

It's obvious that this lounge has been carefully constructed.

It was in a secluded location, and the interior was several times more spacious than her room, with the furnishings and decoration being extremely exquisite.

The faint scent of tea in the air is also very pleasant.

It’s a pity that Jiang Huanhuan can’t relax at all.

The closer they got, the more scared Jiang Huanhuan became.

The light in the room was already dim, and it became even darker after Jiang Huanhuan closed the door. She stayed there for a while before she could see the blurry figure in front of her.

It's not clear, but even more scary.

In such a quiet environment, Jiang Huanhuan seemed to be able to hear her own accelerating heartbeat.

Woohoo mom!!

"Snapped."

The next moment, accompanied by a subtle sound, a warm yellow light came on from the room.

It is a table lamp made in the shape of a lantern, with light pink peach blossoms printed on the top.

The soft light came on, illuminating the outline of the man's face.

Jiang Huanhuan couldn't help but take a breath.

Perhaps she had always imagined the other person as a man-eating evil ghost, so after actually seeing the other person's face clearly, the strong contrast brought her a shock.

He is a very good-looking man.

Unlike Song Linxiao's youthfulness and Wen Yunxuan's melancholy and romance, he gives people a sense of distance.

Beautiful, stunning, and cool.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't dare to look into his eyes. After a quick glance, she subconsciously avoided his gaze.

His hands were also very beautiful, with distinct bones and cool skin covered with light blue veins.

He is holding a document at the moment.

Jiang Huanhuan paused and couldn't help asking, "Can you see the documents without turning on the lights?"

The other party seemed to have not expected that her first question would be this. After a pause, he said, "I was just reading a document. When I heard the sound, I turned off the light for fear of being discovered."

He really saw that he had done something bad!

Still watched the whole thing!

Almost instantly, heat surged up and Jiang Huanhuan felt her cheeks turn red.

But the reality was more serious than she felt.

In fact, even the tips of her ears turned red.

"I'm leaving!"

Seeing that the footsteps behind her had faded away, Jiang Huanhuan immediately spoke.

Woo woo woo, is this what happens to a puppy for wasting food?

Just as Jiang Huanhuan pressed the doorknob, the other party spoke again.

"If you continue like this, you'll probably get scolded, right?"

Jiang Huanhuan had no other options. "I can only say I bumped into him accidentally, it wasn't very obvious... the worst that could happen is I'll get scolded!"

Anyway, there are people who are in a more miserable state than herself, so Jiang Huanhuan is not afraid of anything.

She looks like a dead dog that is not afraid of boiling water!

The system could no longer tolerate this: […A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water! ]

Jiang Huanhuan retorted: [You are the pig! ]

System: [Ahhh, stupid dog!]

Looking at her heroic sacrifice, a faint smile flashed in the man's eyes.

He closed the document and put it aside. "Can you come in a little closer? My legs and feet are a little inconvenient."

It was also at this moment that Jiang Huanhuan realized that he was not sitting on a chair, but a peculiarly shaped wheelchair.

It's just that she was frightened just now and didn't notice it.

"Sorry." Jiang Huanhuan quickly came over.

The man didn't care much about his own flaws. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the stains on the light blue skirt.

He looked up and unscrewed the ink bottle.

"Don't move yet."

He dipped his finger in ink, held up the hem of the skirt and began to draw gently.

Jiang Huanhuan stared at him curiously as he blurred out a ball of ink and added some details.

“It’s a bird!”

With just a few simple strokes, a vivid bird is sketched out.

Jiang Huanhuan let out a small exclamation.

But it’s only the beginning.

The shadows of trees, maple leaves and flowing water...his hands seemed to have extraordinary magic.

Jiang Huanhuan's eyes lit up again and again.

"You are amazing, just as amazing as Jiang Qi."

Hearing Jiang Huanhuan's straightforward praise, he also smiled: "It's my honor."

When he smiled, the corners of his eyes curved slightly, and the soft lines dispelled the sense of alienation.

It also looks very beautiful.

Jiang Huanhuan's gaze fell on his face, and she was a little stunned.

In just a few minutes, the stains were covered up.

The rest of the time is just waiting to dry.

Jiang Huanhuan also came out of her excitement.

Her eyes wandered around the room, finally settling on the exquisite pastries on the table.

Jiang Huanhuan couldn't help but sniff it gently.

It smells so good, even better than the snacks below.

The fragrance of osmanthus mixed with mung beans.

It’s other people’s property, be polite, be polite!

Jiang Huanhuan repeatedly advised herself in her heart, and only then did she get rid of the urge to eat.

Fortunately, the ink has mostly dried up by now.

"Come on, turn around."

Seeing this, Jiang Huanhuan took a step back and slowly turned around.

The pale blue skirt fluttered in the wind, and the ink-colored landscape painting instantly seemed to come "alive", swaying with the dance of the skirt.

"You have amazing hands."

Jiang Huanhuan couldn't help but spin a few more times, her eyes shining brightly, as if they were filled with little stars.

The pretty face with a smile looked so much better than the frightened look just now.

The man nodded slightly, not caring about his ink-stained fingertips, and took a sip from the teacup.

The next second, Jiang Huanhuan's even more enthusiastic praise was heard.

"Just like a fairy godmother."

The man suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and tilted his head: "Cough cough cough..."

The system immediately screamed: [The godmother is a woman! A woman!]

Jiang Huanhuan paused, then responded readily, "Fairy Godfather?"

"Thank you." The man smiled gently, his smile unchanged. "The Godfather likes it very much."

The system did not expect such an answer and immediately froze.

It took him half a day to say a word.

System: [I feel like he's taking advantage of you.]

But the tone was so natural that I didn’t notice it for a moment!

Jiang Huanhuan didn't make any suggestions. Seeing that he responded to her, she became even happier and even a little expectant.

The godfather didn't try to persuade her to stay: "It's almost time. If you go down later, you will be scolded."

Jiang Huanhuan nodded, thanked him earnestly again, and slowly walked out the door.

But just before she reached the door handle, she came back again.

"godfather."

She carefully lifted the hem of her skirt and looked expectantly at the man in front of her, her tone unconsciously taking on a hint of coquettishness and anticipation.

"Can you draw a Samoyed?"