The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

The mission was completed so effortlessly?

Jiang Huanhuan was still a little dazed, even a little shocked.

The shock immediately overshadowed the joy of completing the mission.

She asked, "Why is it completed? How can it be completed?"

The system was also confused: [Just when you showed him the photo, the task bar suddenly completed.]

And what was she doing at that time?

Chirping, just like a chattering woodpecker.

He kept sliding photos for Song Jinmian to see.

Jiang Huanhuan felt helpless: [Am I the one who is annoying? ]

System: […Maybe, a little bit? Of course, I like it very much! Maybe he is autistic and likes quiet!]

System: [It's okay, at least we completed the mission!]

Jiang Huanhuan felt that it made some sense, but also felt a little awkward.

Jiang Huanhuan: [I'm so greedy.]

Not happy even though the task is completed.

The system actually had some anticipation for Jiang Huanhuan's loss.

It's a matter of time.

System: [Alas, this is what we vicious villains do.]

System: [Just get used to it. There will be many more things like this in the future. We need to adjust our mindset and role-play.]

Perhaps Jiang Huanhuan has forgotten that the fate of the vicious female supporting character introduced in the initial system is to be deserted by everyone.

The system emphasized again: [This is something you'll have to adapt to sooner or later.]

Jiang Huanhuan knows this truth.

She also knew that without the system binding, the puppy would have died long ago.

The chattering voices beside me gradually faded away, and finally merged into the silence.

Song Jinmian looked up and saw that the girl who was looking forward to it just now was now looking down, not knowing what she was thinking, and looked a little sad.

Why did you look so happy just now but sad now?

Song Jinmian was somewhat surprised at the girl's ability to change her face.

"What's wrong?" he said.

Jiang Huanhuan shook her head.

Just the next second after shaking his head, Song Jinmian's voice came.

"If you're pushed out now, anyone with eyes will notice that you're unhappy."

Jiang Huanhuan touched her face, she hadn't expected it to be so obvious.

She wanted to brush it off.

But after meeting Song Jinmian's eyes, Jiang Huanhuan suddenly had the urge to keep quiet.

I always feel that Song Jinmian looks very serious.

Jiang Huanhuan avoided his gaze and said dryly, "I just felt like I annoyed you just now."

Song Jinmian was stunned.

Jiang Huanhuan continued to explain, "It was when I showed you the photo just now. Your eyes got fierce for a moment!"

In fact, Jiang Huanhuan didn't feel it.

However, the system detected it and assumed that she felt it.

Song Jinmian paused, then said: "I didn't feel it myself... I'm sorry, but maybe that wasn't directed at you."

He didn't expect that Jiang Huanhuan actually noticed it.

"It's to Song Linxiao."

Song Linxiao?

Jiang Huanhuan silently rewound the pictures on her phone.

This is a photo of the two of them.

Jiang Huanhuan held her cell phone and made a "V" sign to the camera, while Song Linxiao leaned back in his chair with his hands in his pockets, with the dusk and the sea behind him.

A very harmonious picture...huh?

Jiang Huanhuan looked at it in confusion.

Song Jinmian said calmly, "I'm really annoyed by that pretender."

Jiang Huanhuan: “?”

It was the first time I heard such new words from Song Jinmian's mouth, and I found it a little funny.

“He wasn’t very good at taking photos before, but since he looked like a cool guy, he started pretending to be one.”

"In order to look cool in group photos, I spend three hours every day posing in front of the mirror and my phone."

"The most outrageous year was when I wanted to wear sunglasses even when I slept. It finally stopped when I heard the rumor that he was blind."

Jiang Huanhuan: "...The filter is broken."

For some reason, Jiang Huanhuan couldn't control the twitching of her mouth when she thought about how Song Linxiao's tough look was the result of his daily hard work in learning sculpture.

But it is not good to laugh in front of someone's brother.

Jiang Huanhuan raised her eyes cautiously, trying to glimpse Song Jinmian's expression.

Song Jinmian had changed his sitting position at some point, with his hands in his pockets, his back leaning against the leather sofa, his chin slightly raised.

The gentle smile on his face faded quietly, and the gold-rimmed glasses blocked the emotions in his eyes.

At this moment, Song Jinmian looked like a cold and arrogant president, even more unkind than Song Linxiao.

Just sitting in front of Jiang Huanhuan made her feel withdrawn and distant.

But this feeling only lasted until Jiang Huanhuan thought of Song Linxiao.

After thinking about Song Jinmian also imitating the cool guy's expression, Jiang Huanhuan finally couldn't help it. She took out her mobile phone to compare repeatedly, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Song Linxiao should learn from you. Your acting is actually more terrifying."

This action and expression are really good, I will learn from them later!

System: [ー_ー]

System: [Is it similar?]

Jiang Huanhuan looked at the facial expressions sent by the system and couldn't help but laugh twice.

Only after Jiang Huanhuan really laughed did Song Jinmian curl the corners of his lips.

Song Jinmian: "Finally smiled."

Jiang Huanhuan restrained herself for a second: "Sorry."

Jiang Huanhuan wanted to be more restrained, but Song Jinmian was really a hot topic.

Song Jinmian: "It seems that shells can be pieced together to make puppies. Do you want a Samoyed this time? Or do you want the puppy knight that Xiaoqi drew?"

Jiang Huanhuan was a little conflicted: "I want both."

Song Jinmian: "Then make both, but the finished product will be much smaller."

Jiang Huanhuan: "That's fine too!"

Song Jinmian: "Which one should we fight first?"

Jiang Huanhuan: "A Samoyed!"

Jiang Huanhuan once again focused her attention on Song Jinmian's hand.

The temperature at my fingertips seemed to rise again.

She can easily devote herself to something seriously.

It's like a hunter staring at his prey.

Song Jinmian was actually a little uncomfortable with this overly scorching gaze.

But compared to letting Jiang Huanhuan go back and think about other things, it is better to let her continue to focus on this.

Song Jinmian lowered his head to glue the shells, but his mind was not on the shells.

Once you have a good idea of the shape in your head, gluing it doesn't take much thought.

His once skilled skills allowed him to easily piece together the desired shape.

The silence and relaxation gave him enough energy to think about what had enlightened him today.

Some behaviors that he usually ignores.

Song Jinmian raised his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on the swirl of Jiang Huanhuan's hair.

The hair is black, fluffy and thick, and some of it is frizzy and sticky because of the owner's carelessness.

...a mess.

This is interaction beyond distance.

Even the two of them sitting together at this moment, piecing together the shell puppy, is an interaction beyond distance.

But in fact, there are many interactions that go beyond identity.

For example, the first painting was of Samoyed.

For example, rub her dirty skirt.

For example, the thought of smoothing her hair at this moment.