The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

"I feel like one Samoyed is a bit monotonous. Do you want to put together something else?"

Jiang Huanhuan immediately dropped her phone.

She said crisply, "Yes!"

Song Jinmian's hands are really skillful. Not only can he do splicing, but he can also draw very beautifully.

He pulled out a piece of A4 paper and began to sketch with a pen.

Song Jinmian: "Do you want a hat?"

Jiang Huanhuan: "Yes, yes, yes."

A small hat was quickly drawn.

Song Jinmian: "Do you want a small backpack?"

Jiang Huanhuan: “Yes, yes, yes!”

Song Jinmian: "Forget about the sled... I'll just draw it."

Soon, a lot of patterns appeared on an A4 paper.

Each one is exceptionally beautiful and lifelike.

Jiang Huanhuan and the system are already looking forward to what the finished product will look like.

Especially Jiang Huanhuan, she was imagining the feeling of getting her hands on it.

However, under the expectation of Yi Gou Yi Xi, Song Jinmian put the A4 paper into the folder.

The slender fingers closed the pen, and the gentle voice now sounded particularly ruthless.

"Then I'll try to make it after a few days when all the materials are ready."

Jiang Huanhuan's expectant expression suddenly froze.

Song Jinmian seemed to have just noticed Jiang Huanhuan's surprise.

His tone was a little regretful, but a hint of smile flashed across his eyes: "We don't have enough materials, and it's already very late."

Jiang Huanhuan then realized that it was already past twelve o'clock without her noticing.

Song Jinmian looked somewhat helpless, and his low voice was extremely noticeable in the quiet night.

"It's time for bed, good boy."

Jiang Huanhuan listened to the deliberately slowed-down voice and felt a little uneasy for the first time.

...Did he do that on purpose?!

How can I sleep like this?

Jiang Huanhuan's eyes were full of resentment when she left.

She really suspected that Song Jinmian did it on purpose, but she had no evidence.

But Song Jinmian had a helpless look on his face, and his attitude was very good. He spoke to her with great regret.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have designed other props and accessories so late."

What else can Jiang Huanhuan say?

She could only stare at him resentfully for a long time, and finally let out a wail.

"I'm going to sleep thinking about you tonight!"

"I really want to sleep with you in my mind!"

The puppy's words were passionate and straightforward.

Song Jinmian's movements became stiff for a moment.

But Jiang Huanhuan herself didn't notice anything was wrong and was still muttering about it.

"Be sure to send me the finished product when you get back."

"Actually, I'm not in a hurry. Godfather, don't be too tired... but don't be idle either!"

"Don't forget there's a poor soul waiting for your results!"

The car carrying Jiang Huanhuan gradually drove away.

The girl, who had half of her head stuck out, then retracted into the car.

Song Jinmian breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly.

Although I expected Jiang Huanhuan to say such blunt words, it was still a little hard to cope with when it really happened.

Even if you know that the words the other person said were not mixed with any other emotions.

Jiang Huanhuan even harassed Song Jinmian on the way back.

The other party was also really good-tempered and patiently responded to Jiang Huanhuan's harassment one by one.

So much so that the system felt a little emotional.

System: [This male protagonist really does have a good temper.]

He has seen so many male protagonists, but this is the first time he has seen one who is so patient with the villain.

You have to know that the protagonist and the villain have always been at odds with each other.

This is the first time that the system has seen people get together to discuss making small handicrafts.

During this period, the system did not fail to suspect that there was some conspiracy.

But the problem is, Jiang Huanhuan is not worth Song Jinmian's effort to deceive her.

Silly little dog, the system is worried every day that it will be lured away by someone's beckoning.

Looking at the corners of Jiang Huanhuan's lips that turned up, the system hesitated.

System: [Do you feel that you and Song Jinmian are a little too close? ]

Jiang Huanhuan was bewildered: [Will it be very intimate?]

The system started to get confused again.

In fact, it can’t be said that they are really close. After all, the two of them don’t meet very often and their behavior is not very intimate.

But the system felt something was wrong.

Jiang Huanhuan: [But I successfully completed my disgust value mission today.]

Also due to the lack of evidence, the system gave up the shocking idea in its mind.

System: [Forget it, as long as there's no reminder of the character's collapse, that's fine.]

System: [We seem to have accumulated some points?]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Can I exchange your sense of taste? ]

System: [...Forget it, it's such a waste. Let's save it first.]

The system ruthlessly rejected Jiang Huanhuan's request and touched Jiang Huanhuan's head.

System: [Let’s talk about this after we become rich.]

Although it didn't eat anything, seeing that Jiang Huanhuan actually wanted to exchange for its taste, the system seemed to really experience the "sweetness" from it.

System: [Silly dog.]

For the next few days, Jiang Huanhuan kept pestering Song Jinmian to ask about the progress.

Three meals a day and afternoon tea, she would go to chat with Song Jinmian.

Song Jinmian also made rapid progress. Not only did he make clothes and accessories, he also bought wool felt and made a few small pieces of furniture.

Jiang Huanhuan found it more and more incredible as she watched the furniture being made bit by bit every day.

She wanted to give it a try at first, but being dexterous was not something she had in common.

Not only was the puppy unable to make any decent and cute little furniture, but he also got himself angry several times.

In the end, Jiang Huanhuan chose to give up and became a ruthless urging machine.

Watching Song Jinmian diligently making small furniture, she had a sense of becoming a boss.

I want Song Jinmian to do more every day.

Comments on the finished product are given daily.

Just like at work now, Jiang Huanhuan couldn't help but take out her cell phone to supervise the work.

Jiang Huanhuan: [I want the sofa to be a little fluffier!]

Jiang Huanhuan: [I want brightly colored clothes. All white feels so monotonous!]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Can you make it the same color as pearls? Like, that colorful white?]

Jiang Huanhuan: [This bow is so pretty, I want ten!]

The ruthless Party A is still making all kinds of whimsical demands.

Unexpectedly, a phone call came directly, and she was so scared that she almost dropped the phone.

Fortunately, it was work time and no one noticed her slacking off.

Jiang Huanhuan secretly answered the phone.

Jiang Huanhuan lowered her voice, "Hey, why are you calling me suddenly? If I get caught, my salary will be docked!"

Little heartless.

Song Jinmian paused, then said: "Nothing, I just wanted to remind you of something because I was afraid you would forget."

Jiang Huanhuan was puzzled: "What?"

Song Jinmian said, "You are just a godfather."

"Don't kill the Godfather."