When Jiang Fan came out of the shower, Heita was lying on his side on the bed and fell asleep holding the Q version of Jiang Fan's doll.

Her sleeping posture is very obedient, curled up against the wall like a kitten balled up, snoring slightly and evenly. The bedside is filled with various dolls, but they are all her own Q-version dolls and Jiang Fan's Q-version doll image, it's rare to see her with such a girlish heart.

There was a dark pitch black outside the porthole window, and from time to time there would be meteors dragging across in arcs, creating a ripple. Jiang Fan put his towel on the chair in front of the floor-length mirror, and sat at the end of the bed to watch Heita's sleeping face.

He and Heita came back after riding the Ferris wheel. Wherever they passed along the way, department staff would stand up straight to show respect, and the admiration and gossip in their eyes almost overflowed.

Especially the young man named Alan, who was escorted with a knife along the way, watching all directions and listening in all directions. He had no doubt that if someone blocked the way between him and the Black Tower, Alan would jump like a tiger with a knife and shout Say 'Leave Mr. Jiang Fan'.

Before leaving, he patted Alan on the shoulder and looked at him with gratified eyes and nodded slowly. If it weren't for the black tower standing by and exuding air pressure all the time, Alan would probably bow down and shout, "Alan." I have been wandering for half my life, and today I finally meet the Lord of the Ming Dynasty. If my husband does not give up, I would like to worship him as my lord."

He was shocked when he entered Heita's room. He looked around and saw that the walls were all filled with photos of herself, either smiling or indifferent. In front of the dressing table was the purple rose that never withered, and a purple Music box, there is her own Q-version doll in every corner of the room, but every one of her own dolls is accompanied by his Q-version doll, and no one is alone.

The framed photos in front of the bedside table were the photos of him and Heita when they were children. At that time, the sky was very blue, the maple trees were full of fiery red maple leaves, and there were white gulls rising and falling over the church behind them. The boy and girl in the photo were facing each other. Smiling for the camera, her smile is beautiful.

The scene he imagined was that the two people continued to talk about their thoughts after entering the room, playing around in bed, or playing an exciting game of flying chess, and whoever lost took off their clothes... But he was far away He overestimated the Black Tower and also overestimated himself.

He once heard a senior say that when a woman is held in your arms and she draws circles with her fingers on your chest, it proves that she is going to ask some stupid questions. Sure enough, the senior did not deceive him. , even someone as smart as Black Tower cannot escape this law.

"Who do you think is more beautiful, me or those two little girls?"

"Of course you are beautiful, your nickname is Black and Beautiful."

"Then do you think those two little girls are so stupid that they can't compare with me?"

"Of course, you're the smartest girl."

"What do you think about my figure and their figure? Who is better?"

"Of course it's you. When you lower your head and look at your toes, you are stunningly beautiful in the world. Who can compare with you?"

Later, the questions Heita asked became more and more outrageous. Whose hair smells better, who has a better personality, who has better-looking feet, who has the most perfect body proportions, in short, there are all kinds of things. Weird question.

Jiang Fan has been silently nodding his head, saying it's you or you, but muttering in his heart, you don't let me see your body proportions, and don't let me touch your feet. I can tell. Ball, as Rebus once said, if you have the ability, you can sell it. If you have the ability, show it and let me appreciate it.

In the end, Heita was really sleepy, so he escaped and found an excuse to take a shower. When he came out again, she was already asleep. The girl who had been chattering for more than ten minutes finally calmed down and fell asleep. Beauty, the room is completely quiet.

He looked at Heita's side face and was immediately fascinated. He was thinking wildly in his mind when he was suddenly interrupted by the system's mechanical female voice prompt.

[The number of life simulators is limited to once per day. It is refreshed on time at zero o'clock every day. It cannot be superimposed. Whether to enable today's life simulation. 】

"Climb, didn't I say I wanted to use Alicia's voice?" Jiang Fan curled his lips and carefully lay down next to Heita.

The life simulator was silent and did not speak. Suddenly, he felt that money was hard to make and shit was hard to eat.

[How about restarting the life simulation when you have time? You must not bear to let my lovely me be lonely, right? ~?】

[This handsome young man, would you like to take part in this Sims journey? ~?]

"What words! What words are these! It is imperative." Jiang Fan turned sideways and hugged Heita's slender waist, saying firmly in his heart.

【No matter when and where, life simulator will respond to your expectations~?】

[The life simulator begins~? Let this beautiful life like a flower bloom again! ~?]

[Please choose three from the following random talents to start the simulation~?]

【Light(White/Green/Blue/Purple/Gold/Red)(Locked):? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Heavenly Jealousy of Talents (Purple): You are extremely talented and have wisdom far beyond ordinary people, but you are synonymous with being weak and sickly. 】

[Dragonborn (Purple): The descendant of the Star Dragon who is in charge of the "immortal" destiny. He can transform into a dragon, has a long lifespan and has the ability to regenerate. 】

[Poker person (white): Likes to make junk, thinks that the meaning of life is to make junk, and his life span is slightly increased. 】

[Gambler/Chess and Cards Master (Blue): You are not the God of Gamblers, you are a man stronger than the God of Gamblers. (You may not know the concept of winning 20 million with only 578. We generally only use two There is only one word to describe this kind of person, a gambling monster.)]

【Dual personality(?):? ? ? ? ? ? 】

.......

[When the setting sun falls towards the distant mountain tops, the flashing neon colors play a prelude to the rising moonlight, but if it is just a cold brilliance, it is not enough to light thousands of quiet candles in my heart, a night without street lights. , the stars are the only torches, I hope the stars can guide you in the direction, Xier, Bronya-Jiang Fan. 】

[The plot of Xianzhou has not been fully revealed, so if you write it, you will definitely be backstabbed, so if it is different from the subsequent plot description, don’t get entangled. 】

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