Nothing was said all night.

Meng Xin didn't sleep all night.

Being held and sleeping like a child by a big beauty, who can't move, who can sleep?

It hurts and is happy.

Pain is a swelling pain, and happiness, in fact, is not at all, it is purely a make-up format!

The sword pointed at the sky for a long night, and before Zhen Jingwen got up, Meng Xin was so frightened that she hurriedly turned around and clamped the quilt, so as to avoid embarrassment.

Zhen Jingwen gave him a bite and got up to make breakfast. The sound of squirming and squirming made Meng Xian's heart ape, but a sudden system prompt made him a little blinded.

System: Wu Tong has a monstrous grudge against you, and your temperance value is -200

The husky has a lot of grudges against you, and your temperance value is -200

Zhao Hao has a monstrous grudge against you, and your discipline value is -200

Who is Nani?

Meng Xin was a little confused, but he also found a rule that was not a regular - the upper limit of a single person's drop in this session seemed to be 200?

What's special is there an overflow, especially that Wu Tong!

Salary @ system.

System: Nonsense, of course there is an upper limit, don't you make this system that also needs to be upgraded?

Salary: ......

System: As long as there are enough temperance values, the system can be upgraded, and that upper limit will be broken at that time, so you can force yourself to work hard, 2333.

Day, worse than the system.

Convex!

Meng Xin regretted that he had lost those festivals, and suddenly he was swiped by a wave of festival values.

Reader A has a grudge against you because the paper god has not been updated, and your temperance value is -4

Reader B has a grudge against you because Qin Ze's happy life has not been updated, and your temperance value is -5

Reader C......

Reader D......

In summary, this bunch of swipes on the screen are all readers, and he dropped more than 200 exercises.

Do the math, he still owes the system 12794 knots, and he has 7110 available to him. The monthly quota of 10,000 is about to be lost!

Meng Xin snapped his fingers.

So easy!

With more than 7,000 exercises, what do you want to do?

Forget it, the paper god has more than two million words, even if he doesn't finish sending it, he will be a eunuch, he has to send hundreds of thousands of words, and a happy life, he was not going to serialize it, but when he thought about it, the book was only two or three hundred thousand words, and the total was only fifty chapters, and it seemed more refreshing to enter the palace even after the fiftieth chapter.

He remembered that the voucher was useless, so he was really not in a hurry about the book. So improve the basic attributes of the author?

A little bit of the system found that to improve a stage, that is, from D to DD, 2D to 36D, a clerical error is 3D, it takes 1,000 knots! and 3D to C, it takes 5,000!

3C to B, it is 10,000!

When I think about my own attribute five consecutive D, Meng Xin just wants to say that he is a pit dad, and a certain hot thing has been extinguished!

Meng Xin touched the roots of his ears, which were no longer hot, and wondered if he should improve other basic attributes, such as height, weight, chicken strength, endurance or something. It's something he's figured out last night without sleep.

Root length: 18~20cm (core attributes, eagle can beat all birds)

Root thickness: 3.5~5cm (core, QQ intestine despise all enoki mushrooms)

Endurance: 24h↑ (core, tolerance in all aspects, self-comprehension)

Recovery: 1h ↓ (core, recovery ability in all aspects, self-realization)

Height: 178cm (secondary attribute, not a third-class cripple is OK)

Weight: 70kg (secondary, not fat if five people are OK)

Appearance: * (secondary, what kind of appearance does the system want)

Muscle: * (minor, ditto)

Meng Xin saw the list again, and couldn't help but complain about the root chief.

Nima, could it be that if you change a woman to be the host, you have to change it to a deep hole?

And that root is thick, is the root of labor and management?

The * of appearance and muscles is also full of slots.

Why don't you add it, do you make up the number of words? Do you know that this is going to be complained about after it is put on the shelf!

The up and down arrows of endurance and recovery are even more speechless.

The above refers to the above, which can continue to fight for at least 24 hours, and the part that floats depends on the nutritional status at that time?

Next, it will take at most 1h to recover?

Meng Xin suddenly laughed.

Feeling the great Jiba who had not yet recovered, he felt that he fully understood the meaning of those two attributes.

Labor and capital are really capitalists!

Meng Xin happily clicked on the recovery, and the prompt made the corners of his mouth twitch.

For every 1 minute shortened by the limit, it takes 10,000 exercises!

Nima system, you can't rob your sister if you don't have sister!

Meng Xian was furious.

Downstairs, Zhen Jingwen was busy working by the stove with an apron, like a happy dancing elf.

Last night, her son's promise made her die of happiness, and she hugged him directly and slept the happiest sleep in a few years.

After getting up for a good morning kiss, Zhen Jingwen felt that she was full of energy, her whole body was radiant, and she couldn't help humming a song.

"You are light, you are electricity, you are the only myth, I only love you, my baby, ......"

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Zhen Jingwen's embroidered eyebrows frowned.

Someone looking for it?

Who to look for?

Since the person died, she moved to live with Mengxin, and opened a company to support herself by the way. How can there be people in this city who know them?

"Could it be someone from the company?" Zhen Jingwen's pretty face suddenly covered with frost, "Who dares to follow the old lady? Don't want to do it?

Zhen Jingwen stepped on the same white rabbit slippers as Mengxin, walked to the door, and turned on the intercom.

On the display screen, there were suddenly three more people.

A fat pig, a man in a suit who looks like a dog, and a bewitching blue pool.

Do you have this in the company?

Zhen Jingwen was very puzzled.

"May I ask if this is the home of the author's king of salted fish?" asked the enchanting Bichi.

Zhen Jingwen's eyes flashed.

This woman's tone is very eager, her breasts that are more than her own rise and fall violently, and her emotions seem to be quite excited. Is this here to find a negative man or what?

Dad is right, sure enough, the author doesn't have any good things!

Didn't you see that the married woman of the family came to the door with her husband (fat pig) and hired bodyguards (men in dog-like suits) to find fault?

It's still my precious son.

O(∩_∩)O

Zhen Jingwen glanced at the trio downstairs through the display screen, decisively turned off the intercom, turned around and continued to cook.

Anyone who is bewitching or not, pitiful or not, doesn't want to get close to his precious son!

The salary belongs to her alone!

Zhen Jingwen maintained her "standard consciousness" as a stepmother and continued to make a loving breakfast in a good mood. After breakfast, they went shopping happily.

Excellent!

(*^▽^*)

System: Wu Tong wants to kill you, your temperance value is -200

The Husky is full of resentment towards you, and your Discipline is -200

Zhao Hao wants Ritian, your festival value is -200

On the bed, Meng Xin didn't know what had just happened, only that the three of them had given him another chance to lose his temperance.

Food and clothing parents, food and clothing parents!

The three people downstairs were even more embarrassed.

"Zhao Hao, your friend is unreliable!" Wu Tong's tone was very unkind, and there seemed to be a flame burning on his body.

"Maybe we should ask the Minions ......," the husky wiped the sweat from his walk.

"Hey, hey, I'm Zhao Hao, who of my friends dares to pit me?" IP positioning is here, the king of salted fish, is definitely in this building, don't believe you squatting with me!" Zhao Hao was angry.

"Do you know what he looks like?" Wu Tong glared at Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao: ......

"That's probably a matter of the floor, the top floor asked, so let's continue to ask the second floor and the first floor. Husky proposed.

This time, he asked.

After learning that the login IP of the King of Salted Fish and the Minion were the same, he looked at the paper god and was shocked and admired for a while. This trip came with his colleague Wu Tong and his friend Zhao Hao, he didn't brush the group, he just wanted to meet the Minions.

With anticipation and apprehension, the husky rings the bell and ......

In this way, Meng's salary dropped another wave of festivals totaling six hundred.

"Awesome, I fell off the festival before I got up, and I went shopping today, I have to lose all the quota?