A 36-inch ...... Thirty-six feet...... Thirty-six...... Anyway, on the big bed, a young man in his twenties was sleeping with his head bored, snoring loudly. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and a beautiful long-haired woman in a professional dress trotted in with high heels and sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing the young man sleeping with his head covered unpersuaded, Xiu Ying couldn't help frowning, pulling the quilt with his bare hands, pinching two fingers on his nose, and the corners of his eyes rippled with a little girl's mischievous smile.

The young man was awakened.

When I opened my eyes, I saw my stepmother's miserable face, and when I inhaled, I smelled the unique fragrance between my fingers.

Meng Xin was stunned and called Mom.

"Xiaoxin, Mommy is going to be late for work, the meal is downstairs, the lid is covered, wash your face and eat it while it's hot, good baby!"

Paid is a spirit.

Mommy?

Baby?

I'm going to you, I'm an adult in my twenties and twenties, aren't you ashamed to shout like that?

You are not ashamed, I am ashamed!

Look at my expression: (*》▽》)

Alas, this doesn't seem to be shame, it's special shyness, the meaning is completely different, hey!

Forget it, it's not the key, the key point is...... Don't pounce!

The pretty woman pounced on him, gave Meng Xin a big chest, covered him so that he couldn't breathe, and shook his head desperately, and then let go after a ruddy lip smacked the back of his head, and walked away with his high heels.

However, at the door, the beautiful woman suddenly stopped and turned around, with a hint of dissatisfaction on her face.

"Baby, you haven't said goodbye to Mommy yet. ”

The corners of Meng Xin's mouth twitched.

"Bye...... Bye-bye ......"

"Mom~Mi~" The beautiful woman wrinkled her nose and dragged a long voice.

"Mommy...... Bye-bye!" Meng Xin finally said this in shame, and the beautiful woman turned away and closed the door.

After the beautiful woman left, Meng Xin looked confused.

What just happened?

He seems to have loaded someone's template, and the creature named Stepmother just now, came to a close contact that would be reported by the Red Dog Guardians under this pretext after being put on the shelves of the daily escent boutique?

it!

Just opened the book and was doomed to the end?

Do you want to be so miserable?

Meng was detained, and the carp from the bed was straightened...... I didn't fight and smashed on the mattress again, so I lay still and fell into thinking mode, and by the way, I let something extinguish the fire......

Meng is not a man of this world.

He is a super street writer in another world with more than ten years of experience.

As an online writer, he has a brain hole, but the pen is too weak, the text is not refined enough, every time he comes up with excellent ideas, pictures, can not be shown through words at all, and finally the creativity is learned, carried forward, with a monthly salary of more than 10,000 yuan, and he can only continue to hit the street, people send the nickname brain hole subsidy - because of the lack of brain holes, it is good to go to his book for free.

can't write original brain essays, Meng Xin began to follow the trend, but followed him off, involuntarily added some things that he thought were good, and he couldn't learn the routines, because the routines and outlines couldn't limit his active, like a wild dog-like inspiration.

Therefore, in the pure business article, he is also out of play, and can only receive website subsidies to live.

His reasoning and logic ability, layout ability, etc., are all average, and the only commendable thing is the hand speed - his hand speed can basically keep up with the speed of the silent text in his mind, very fast, and he can type out tens of thousands of words in an hour!

And before coming to this world, he had just opened a new book not long ago, and the new book was also pounced.

Meng Salary struggled with whether to give up or not.

He decided not to give up.

Meng Xin is not a person who is good at perseverance, but he has his own way of persevering. He watched a speech by a successful person named Hammer, so he wavered in his determination to write, and when he was even directly given a letter of recommendation by Amway, he imitated Hammer to find various text and video materials on the Internet to strengthen his determination to write online articles.

In this way, it persisted for more than ten years.

Seeing that the last fight has failed, do you still have to persevere? What is the point of such persistence?

Meng Xin was also confused, but he decided to hold on again.

I've been sticking to it for more than ten years, and my body (kidneys) have been almost destroyed, is it still this time (shivering)?

It seems that his persistence has been appreciated by the system, so he became the chosen child and was given the Divine Plan and the Digi Egg, phew, was loaded into the system and worn into this different world, this alternate space-time isotope who was also called Meng Xin and looked exactly like him.

He successfully fused the Mengxin of this world and quietly completed the crossing.

The real reason for his father's early death in this world is a little difficult to say - his thin body and soft and sick father died of a heart attack on the wedding night with his stepmother.

Just looking at that red cheongsam and killing myself! I haven't even touched it!

Meng Xin "recalled" this history, and he was really speechless, crying out for his cheap father.

This father of the original body has too weak immunity, right?

Speaking of this super doting stepmother, her name is Zhen Jingwen, the family conditions are very good, she is a rich second generation, and she doesn't look good, she inherited the family's congenital infertility, so she found a man who is not in the right household, but this is not a shortcoming, the most important thing is that she is super good to him - maybe it is to transfer the love for his father to him, plus the instinctive desire for children?

Thinking back to the scenes of the "past", Meng Xin was a little red-faced. He's a cheap stepmother, it's really a little too ...... What's that. Her first time in every sense of the word, she gave it to him.

The cheap dad didn't even touch the stepmother's hand, and when it was over, the coffin board couldn't hold it down.

Meng Xin wiped the nosebleed, muttered, and temporarily blocked those clips about Zhen Jingwen.

As the protagonist, everything is secondary, only the golden finger - that is, the system that can be used every day - this is the most important, this is the foundation of his life!

The system is nameless, and it's also very ugly, and after wearing it, it ran out of power, and even with him, he fell asleep. No, as soon as Meng Xin got up, he experienced the humiliation scene just now.

"System?"

Meng Xin sat cross-legged on the bed and called out to the system affectionately.

However, the eggs are combined, and the system wood has a reaction.

Meng salary has been calling, tireless, anyway, he has a lot of time - in this world, but his family conditions are extremely good and he does not have to worry about food and clothing. And Zhen Jingwen is the boss of a listed company.

"The system is on, and the binding is ......"

"The binding is successful, and the host master class is being retrieved...... The retrieval is complete, and the binding is ......"

Meng Xin looked at the holographic panel-like dialog box that suddenly popped up in front of him, and couldn't help but be confused.

All...... It's not consciousness communication, it's ...... Text?

It's really ugly!

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"Bind is complete, the host master profession is the author, please get the authorship of this world within one day, the task fails, it will be ......"

At this point, the text suddenly broke. Meng Xin subconsciously swallowed.

“…… Emasculated!"

Meng Xin clamped his legs, and I blurted out.

"Why do you have to bind authors as your main profession?"

"The only thing you have is commendable is your ability to write, otherwise what is the binding?→_→"

Meng Xin rolled his eyes as he looked at the text on the panel, and suddenly remembered a question.

"System, you said that the stepmother who is three years older than me, is it considered a stepmother?"