Bai Tu stared at the message for more than ten minutes, then buckled the phone screen on the desktop, picked up the pen and continued to burst his liver.

If there is a second person in the room, you may be frightened by the solemn atmosphere.

As a standardized auxiliary system, 404 has its own program to help the host solve problems and calm the host's emotions in special situations.

[Host SAMA don't get angry, scientific studies have shown that anger accelerates human aging. 】

Bai Tu was expressionless: "I'm not angry. ”

[However, the computer shows that the pressure of your pen is now 80% greater than just now, which proves that you are drawing very hard, and you are angry when the system analyzes this situation.] 】

“……”

Bai Tu's hand was lighter, but he was still unhappy in his heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

[Host SAMA, there is no movie, our mall has different film and television works from various worlds, whether it is comedy, romance, science fiction, horror, animation or documentary, because there is everything, only you can't think of it, there is no mall, and R18 also has it~~]

"Shut up." Does she care about a movie? It's not good or bad at all.

And can the peach full customer service attribute of this auxiliary system be clicked out?!

[Okay host SAMA.] 】

The room was quiet again, save for the sound of paintbrushes sliding across the tablet.

But to be honest, being so troubled by 404, Bai Tu's breath in his chest did smooth out a little.

But Wu Yi, heh, ignore him.

In the early morning, Han Xuan woke up from her sleep, full of alcohol and a splitting headache, and lay on the bed for more than half an hour before relieving.

lamented: "This is the consequence of a hangover." ”

Slowly opening the closet, holding clean clothes, and going to take a shower, just opened the door, and another door opened at the same time.

She saw Bai Tu and said hello.

"Early." Bai Tu smirked and moved to the living room to pour water.

Han Xuan felt that her roommate's attitude had changed back to her previous appearance, and she was overjoyed, so she chatted: "Got up so early? ”

Bai Tu: "No. ”

Han Xuan was stunned: "Huh? ”

After drinking the cold water in the cup, Bai Tu put down the cup and went back to the room, "Just go to sleep." ”

Han Xuan looked at the closed door, only to feel that countless question marks appeared on his head.

What, Tu Tu actually stayed up all night?!

How urgent is this manuscript?

Could it be that there is no money for death?

Bai Tu didn't know that Han Xuan had made up so much in his brain again, and fell asleep on the pillow for a second.

In the dream, the light and shadow changed, and many fragments flashed in front of her eyes, but she couldn't grasp them and couldn't see clearly.

The person on the bed frowned, fine beads of sweat secreted from his forehead, his hand grabbed the sheet hard, and the green tendons on the back of his white hand protruded.

[404: Huh, that's weird.] 】

It's already strange to have an extraordinary likability for that man, and it's still there