Chapter Twenty-Nine: Senior Brother, I Was Wrong
[Assignment Evaluation A, 3000 currency, 9000 work experience.] ]
Looks like it's okay this time! Then let's add attributes," Liang Liang opened the properties to view. ”
The wall is projected with the following properties panel:
Raider: Nanxin
Gender: Female
Appearance: 60 (barely eye-catching)
Figure: 50 (Wangzi small steamed buns)
Intelligence: 70
Glamour: 60
Specialty: None
Nanxin divided the attributes into appearance +20 and charm +10. Sure enough, the skin became delicate, and the pores could not be seen.
looked in the mirror, although it was not as good as before, but it was good not to be ignored in the crowd.
"Alright, it's time to get to work."
[The client is unfamiliar, whether to accept it.] ]
Generally speaking, in addition to not having the halo of the heroine, the female supporting role is not worse than the heroine. The woman in front of her walks boldly and refreshingly, her skin is not very good, but she has black and bright hair and good facial features.
He and I are childhood sweethearts' younger sisters, we have been practicing together since we were children, and the family was going to hold a wedding for us when we were old enough.
I used to fantasize about my wedding to my brother, but I was robbed of my heart by a demon who was hunted down by the patriarch and then entered my house. After that, he liked to come to me secretly to play, and the two of them, who were in love for the first time, didn't care about anyone, and they eloped.
Eventually, I followed him to his place, only to find that he was pretending to like me. He* was who he was, and I thought I could change him. Eventually, I heard that my brother had taken a wife, and he had gone to rob him.
"And what is your wish?" Nanxin took out the notebook he had just bought and recorded it truthfully.
"I hope to recognize the true face of the scumbag and live a good life with my senior brother."
Male protagonist: Fan Wenjie
Personality: Similar to the attributes of a little milk dog, she is usually indifferent to people, but she is only protected in front of her.
Every time I enter the plane, my head feels like it's going to be torn, and it looks like I'm going to have to get a painkiller next time.
The candlelight flickered, and the woman in the green gauze tent was unconscious. A man sat on the edge of the bed, his cloud-like hair was tied up, a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, his eyebrows were thick like ink, his eyes were black like the black sea, and the crimson lips under the high bridge of his nose attracted reverie.
"Senior sister, but I'm awake." I had long noticed that Mo Ran was peeking, and now it was really dry to interrupt, and they had grown up together, and today was the first time she looked at him so affectionately.
Mo Ran had no choice but to look at it brightly, "Senior brother is so good-looking." ”
Fan Wenjie, who usually practices martial arts all day long, is like a wooden man all day long, and he doesn't care about anyone, except for Mo Ran, he always smiles unconsciously.