Anti-piracy? What the hell?

Book friends looked at Weibo and were puzzled.

In this world, the word piracy itself is a new word. Isn't it natural for everyone to spend money to read books? What is piracy? What the hell is a pirated website that relies on piracy to attract traffic and sell advertisements for illegal profits?

Not at all!

Meng Xin also thought of this problem after posting on Weibo, and sighed for a while.

In this world, it's so friendly and so harmonious, nothing can be forbidden, entertainment is very reasonable to divide the level according to age and content, there is no piracy rampant, and any one who comes here can support themselves, because all the special ones here are genuine!

I'm so touched that you have crossed into such a wonderful world, the big man of heaven, Benmeng will definitely live up to your trust and expectations, and will definitely stir up this world!

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But everyone was puzzled, that was just right, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't think of it, the more he didn't answer, the more discipline he had?

Meng Xin was complacent, and he didn't care what the readers thought, he wanted to insert something now. But this will definitely be a river crab, even if the book is not recommended and does not receive the attention of the editor.

Therefore, when there was still no movement on WiFi, Mengxin could only find Zhou Wenhui to continue to flirt.

Hey, no, now speaking of which, the woman who has the closest relationship with him should be Lan Momo, after all, he has explored the places where people poke and poke the fish, and the fish are spitting bubbles, which is no different from boyfriend and girlfriend, right?

In that case, of course I have to find Lan Momo to tease!

Ben Mengxin is really a straight boy!

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Turning on the mobile phone, the dialpad interface, Meng Xin was stunned. I don't know Lan Momo's mobile phone number!

System?

The system came out, the dialpad automatically filled in the number, and then dialed out. Meng Xin hurriedly hung up.

He's not ready for a call yet, just a little flirtatious text.

"Shame!" the system put down the next sentence and resolutely escaped. Meng Xin glanced at it and sent a message.

"Momo, is the place where you were left okay? I really want to touch it again.

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After waiting for a long time, Meng Xin didn't wait for a reply, so he fell on the bed and took a nap......

"This guy is a little skinny......" Niu Yan was embedded in the sofa, holding a certain fruit mobile phone in his hand, and it exploded with a bang, and the electric light flashed in his hand.

"Phew, crooked domestic products are not domestic, when I raise enough funds, I will definitely buy the whole of your fruit!" Niu Yanqi snorted, and his mind began to belong to sheep. When there were enough sheep for 100,000, an hour would have passed.

"Soul light, so many sheep, TAT......"

Niu Yan counted, counted, and fell asleep.

An hour later, the book lovers who were waiting for the latest chapter of the paper god to return to normal were in a hurry.

It's time, why haven't you recovered yet?

One after another, but it didn't work, so the resentment value rose, but this also didn't bother Meng, he turned off the system prompt before going to sleep.

But what was Lan Momo doing at the moment? She fell asleep in the bathroom.

In more scientific terms, she released a large amount of dopamine and prolactin in her brain through stimulation, the former has a stress-relieving effect, which makes her physically and mentally have a strong sense of pleasure, and the latter has the effect of improving sleep quality.

On this exciting day when many books are opened together and will surely be drawn into the annals of history, a small thing is happening in obscurity.

An author named Tearing a Few Handfuls of Uncomfortable Days Sends a Piece of Uncle Huang called the Peerless Female Girl Cultivation System, and sends ten chapters in a row.

But it's a holiday, the editors will have a holiday after the meeting, and there are announcements on the website.

The problem is that the madman is so excited, he doesn't know.

Although this book is not his idea, it is just ghostwriting, and even the content of these ten chapters is not written by him, but I am still so excited. As an author, this is what he wrote by hand...... Well, copy to the computer, with his pseudonym...... Well, it was also given by someone else.,Anyway, he sent it himself.,You can view the background data.,How many new collections、How many recommended votes.,There's nothing more exciting than this.。

The madman waits for the data to surge.

After all, this is a super magical and even a little scary book, when he looks at the content of the ten chapters in combination with the outline, he has more than one chicken move, he believes that after this god-level emperor uncle is sent out, it will definitely cause a more sensational situation than a happy life!

With great excitement, the madman sat in front of the computer and waited quietly.

It's been five minutes, and the review has long passed, but the collection is still zero.

"Well, don't worry, don't worry, this is a Minion manuscript, it's definitely going to be a big hit!" the madman comforted himself.

Half an hour later, there was one more to the collection!

The madman was always happy.

Sure enough, it's the book of the great god.,It's only half an hour to raise a collection.,If there's a chance of exposure.,This book can't go to the sky?!

God!

The madman was always excited, sitting in front of the computer, not feeling bored at all, staring at the screen with red eyes, refreshing every few seconds to see the data changes.

Five minutes later, the madman's eyes widened.

That one collection, suddenly...... Gone......

This...... Am I brushing it off?

The madman cried and burst into tears......

Mengxin feels very cool, as if he is in a sea of light, and his whole body is warm and slippery.

Especially below.

It's a kind of indescribable coolness, how to describe it? It's a little swollen, as if it can only hold 140 ml of blood, but 200 ml comes in, so it is hard to hold up, I really want to squeeze out a little to restore the original state, but I can't find an outlet for catharsis.

It seems that something is squeezing there, it is a materialized light? bumpy man? Of course not, it's very warm anyway, and it's very comfortable.

Huh, still rubbing, flowing light?

Forget it, whatever? It's cool! It's been a long time since I've been so cool!

Rub rubbing, rubbing on a smooth whip.

It is the pace of the devil, the scratching of the devil.

Meng Xin suddenly remembered a poem.

The lotus leaves are infinitely pressing, and the lotus flowers are different red. In this ancient poem, he changed two words, which fully reflects his understanding of the artistic conception of the ancients' poetry, which is completely different from the teachers and students in the classroom.

I don't know how long it took, but that feeling was extreme, and Meng Xin had the urge to urinate.

Goo-goo-goo......

The timer is very set, and it can synchronize the rhythm with the stopwatch, he wrote it down, and found that the time is full of one minute!

Wori, are there so many? Won't anyone die?

Meng Xin was a little frightened, looked up, and found that the top below was actually a snake formed of light!

Woke up, Meng Xin bounced off the bed with a sweaty face.

On the quilt, it was bulging high, it was wet, it was sticky when you looked at it, and there was a strange smell in the air.

It's scary, and it's shameful.

As the owner of the system, it can be said that he is a bigwig-like existence, and there are obviously beautiful women around him, but for the first time in the real sense of the last world, and the first time in the body of this world, he was specially dedicated to a snake?

Next Olympics!

Meng Xin felt that he would never forget this poignant ** time.

Suddenly, he remembered something else. What is the second ha?

It's better to raise snakes!

One day, Ding Ding swelled and wanted to vent, grabbed the snake's head, pulled out his fangs, **it, the snake bit angrily. Because there are no teeth to chew, digestion depends on swallowing, and it relies on winding trees to strangle the stomach, so at the same time as the snake bites, the body and tail go into battle together, intending to strangle, the cold scales keep rubbing, and the warm cavity sucks hard, infinitely tight.

Oh~~~

Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, ice and fire, how can it be a cool word?