[British American Entertainment] Oops, my brain is so big!

Chapter 7 How does the bastard author lick this kind of setting

I was changing uniforms in the locker room when I crossed over. The bad girl from the original owner seemed to have started to change her mind and start a new life today—because she just died yesterday—I looked at the denim trousers, long-sleeved T-shirt and that Zhang's unpainted face is very different from the rock girl in memory with heavy makeup and clothes full of holes.

Today's status is a bit painful, "I" died suddenly at the back door of Pai Pai Restaurant after taking drugs, and was rescued by a little angel Pai master who had magical abilities and the protagonist's aura. By the way, I picked it up and temporarily served born.

It's not that I discriminate against the waiter industry. In fact, the working hours are relatively free and well-paid, but it's just that being robbed occasionally and maintaining a sweet smile with a paralyzed face for a long time is always so irritable.

Fortunately, the size of the uniforms temporarily provided by the store is within the normal range that I can accept. Although I am an idiot, I have a bottom line deep in my heart.

I walked out of the locker room, and a tall, handsome man who was so familiar came to me. When he saw me, he showed an unreserved smile of surprise.

"Cecilia!"

There is nothing wrong with you being too sweet, but is it really okay to use the face of King Se that you just met yesterday to make such a silly expression?Although I have found that my king's style of painting seems a bit wrong, but An Jing is still a noble, glamorous and beautiful man like a beautiful flower when he is quiet and silent.

However, this iconic cookie smile is really easy to guess the identity of the male god this time, but I remember his setting is the ultimate soft sweet cute but absolutely untouchable, you can only watch but not eat, the wonderful talent skills are simply amazing It was born to deal with idiots like me, ah wow!Even King Se, I touched my hair, okay?

He seemed to realize that it was not good to call me by my first name when we met for the first time. He scratched his head in embarrassment, and looked at me with a pair of big wet eyes with a little embarrassment: "Are you okay?"

"Hi, Ned." I smiled and waved my hand in greeting. "I'm fine, I couldn't be better."

As long as I don't touch you again.

Here I have to complain about the setting of the male god this time: with just a touch of his fingertips, he can resurrect the dead living body, but if he touches the living body for the second time, they will die forever.

That is to say, you can't shake hands, you can't hug, you can't say this, that, and that, and you can't lick and lick!root!Book!No!Can!by!

At this time, another waiter came. I remember her name was Oliver. She first looked at me and Ned's height with a face full of despair and horror, then rolled her eyes at me, and finally gave me a wink. For Ned, he twisted Xiaoman's waist and went to change without saying a word.

Hey, you are workplace bullying!Don't think that you are only 150 cm tall so I can't see your disdain and contempt in your eyes!Especially when your line of sight is on my chest, right?What's wrong with flat chest? Haven't you heard how an uneven chest can flatten the world?I'm flat chested and I'm proud I save cloth for my country You must be shamefully jealous of me!

"Cecilia?"

Probably because I was distracted for a long time, Ned stretched out his hand and shook it in front of my eyes, he pursed his lips, his beautiful eyes were full of doubts, it made me feel as if there was a fluffy tail shaking behind him in a trance.

Dear Master Pai, I seem to have seen your tail, can you pet it?

I looked back at him silently, with earnest eyes and sincere eyes, trying to silently convey to him the deep desire in my heart.

The sides of my cheeks are hot, like the blood flowing in my body, and the temperature rises unconsciously—that's right, I was blown away by the male god again.

Then I saw his face slowly turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, like an extra-large rosy and watery big apple, my whole body was going to be sweetened by him, and if I didn't go out for a lap, I would definitely die!

"Ned! The store is opening!" Oliver shouted, and she stood not far away and looked at us with folded arms, her eyes were very unfriendly, and she pointed at me with one finger.

Oh hh, I haven't touched Master Pai's tail yet. In vain, I thought you were the cutest among the female characters when I was watching dramas. Now that I think about it, I'm still too sweet.

I raised one eyebrow and walked over noblely and coolly. The high heels clicked loudly. The long legs exposed under the uniform skirt almost reached her chest. I gave her a free big white eye condescendingly, and hummed along the way. Hum means a silent invitation to tear up.

I didn't expect this girl to be strong against me even if she looked up. The invisible and violent electric current was fighting at the intersection of our eyes. I am 190 centimeters tall when I put on high heels decisively, and normal men would also think of Alexander, and——

Isn't her neck sore?

Poor Miss Oliver blushed with anger, she gave me a stern look and turned around to find the soft and flirtatious Master Pai, but she rubbed her neck subconsciously. It has already made me see through everything.

I finally don't have to look up at the male god, I feel so good.

I hummed a song in a low voice, wondering when I would find a chance to have a wonderful two-person world with Master Pai.

But when I think of his instant-death attribute, I'm in a bad mood. If you come out as a screenwriter, I promise I won't beat you to death!

Maybe my prayers have worked. Ned doesn’t know why he temporarily decided to close the business today. Although it’s not good to take a paid vacation on the first day of work, I was overjoyed immediately when I heard that the male god invited me out for a walk. I jumped - even if I got Oliver's supercilious look in the locker room, it didn't affect my good mood at all.

Wearing a pair of [-]cm high-heeled shoes, I walked briskly beside Ned, and the biggest advantage of being almost in the same position as the male god is that I can always see him from time to time from the corner of my eye. Incomparably rich expressions with reddish face and spring heart sprouting from time to time.

God damn it, what on earth is the male god thinking? With a quiet and beautiful girl like me beside him, his face is so unpredictable that it can be compared to a color palette?

At this time, no matter how you look at it, it is better to use a unique move!

I let out a groan, pretending that the heel of my high-heeled shoe got embedded in the fine seam of the sewer accidentally, and twisted my waist, trying to show my weak and pitiful expression and my graceful and graceful figure with realistic acting skills, and Waiting for the male god's broad and masculine embrace to gently surround me in a beautiful posture——

wait a minute!I seem to have forgotten that Ned's setting is 100% not to take the initiative to touch other people's limbs, and is always ready to avoid unintentional or intentional touch by others!

So I perfectly twisted on the road, and accidentally sprained my foot.

What a sad story.

I cursed the heartless author silently in my heart. The bullet screen was full of harmonious mouths, but with a forbearing smile on my face, I tried my best from the ground under Ned's guilt-ridden eyes. He got up calmly, but was even more saddened to find that the whole heel of the inferior pair of big sale booty was broken.

I had to look at Ned. "I sprained my foot."

The expression on Ned's face was even more guilty than knowing what to do.

If this was a teen romance idol drama, then he should have smiled at this moment, then leaned over and carried me on his back, all the way home and then the last ooxx of medicine or something.

If this is a bloody urban family drama, then he should give me a wicked smile at this moment, then pick me up, hold me into the nearest hotel and throw me on the bed and go straight to ooxx.

If this is a bloody crime mystery drama, then he should have sneered at this moment, then directly stabbed me to death with his finger, and quickly dragged me into the alley to the side to continue ooxx.

Although the key word is just ooxx, it’s not wrong, but unfortunately I remember that this drama focuses on romantic fantasy comedy, but is the setting of the male protagonist really romantic—kissing through plastic wrap or something, the screenwriter’s brain hole It was also fried.

Therefore, the Chinese literal translation of pushing chrysanthemums is definitely the screenwriter's intention, right? To come up with the setting of lightly touching the dead to cheat the corpse, the screenwriter's imagination and evil taste must break through the sky.

I quietly watched the male god in a dilemma, although I was not his childhood sweetheart heroine, how could the gentle cookie pie master have the heart to look at my poor girl like a spoiled flower What's more, the American people who pass by and never miss it have already begun to imagine epic love movies in their brains, and the gossip filled in all kinds of eyes is almost as real as it is.

Ned looked at me, I think he was thinking about whether there was any naked/exposed skin on my body that was in direct contact with him, and then he squatted down helplessly: "You come up, I'll carry you but—"

I swiftly climbed onto his back, not looking like I had sprained my foot, and replied: "No touch, I understand."

Ned sighed, carried me on his back amidst the unsatisfactory gazes of passers-by, and walked towards his house according to the development of the idol drama.

"I originally asked you to come out because I wanted to ask you some questions, but it seems that it is best to go to my house to get medicine first."

I nodded nonchalantly. I didn't think there was anything wrong with going to a single man's house early in the morning, and I was more worried about what Ned would do to me than what I would do to him. What caused the tragedy of the sudden death of the young girl.

Holding the pair of scrapped high-heeled shoes in one hand, and the generous shoulders of the male god in the other hand, even though there was a heart-pounding pain in my ankle, but I nestled on his warm back, what I thought in my heart was: Fortunately, I wore it today. The most important thing is the girl with long pants and long sleeves. Your new style is simply a godly assist!

Although I can't touch or whore, Master Pai is too sweet. Just feeling his body temperature and listening to his breathing, I can't hold on to my whole body. He is really sent by God to save me. A fine angel with a heart of glass shattered into pieces.

Speaking of King Se, I thought of the weird string of garbled characters I heard before this time travel—the expression of King Se was so wonderful that I have no regrets in this life!

As a result, as soon as Ned finally carried me home, I lay on his back and laughed uncontrollably.

Ned asked strangely: "What happened, laughing so happily?"

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