Quickly wear it and I have it again

"At noon on the day of hoeing, sweat dripped on the buttocks on the bed. Everyone said that the weapon was great, but who knew that it would suffer."

Zheng Dangwu sat at the desk, wrote this self-edited five-character quatrain on the self-made bookmark given to the book buyer, and signed his pen name flamboyantly, blowing a long whistle with satisfaction.

As a well-known male artist in the Tanmei comics industry, Zheng Dangwu's privately-ordered drawing books are very popular.

Basically, it will be sold out as soon as it is released, and the reprint of the later edition can even be described as expensive in Luoyang.

There are a lot of people who draw BL comics, why is he so popular when he is nicknamed Dangwu?

Without him.

Only because of the pen name "Taichang Jun" in the afternoon, he has always firmly occupied the throne of the number one god of meatman.

There are many girls and men who draw danmei, and there are also a lot of people who like meat comics.

If you want to become a big hit in the danmei manga world, without special features, without the ability to break the reader's right hand and loosen the reader's belt, become a master in one shot?Don't even think about it.

But in the afternoon, this shot of becoming a god happened to be fired!

In the first painting that just entered the industry, he showed capital and superb skills that are different from ordinary people.

OH, NO, it's not him, it's the little Gong under his brush, showing a proud capital that is different from ordinary people and the superb skills of 720-degree Thomas full rotation and iron pestle grinding into embroidery needles.

Speaking of human beings, the Xiaogong drawn by Dang Wu's brush, apart from being the same as the characters drawn by other painters, has an impressive face, a proud figure, superhuman strength, and his original magical body structure...inhuman weapons.

Just looking at every small Gong he drew, the terrifying body structure will make you feel a kind of pervert that is so big that it will blow your eyes.

However, such a gifted little Gong is placed in the comic stories weaved by Dang Wu, coupled with the sullen, pure or alluring little shou in his pen, it is surprisingly harmonious and beautiful in terms of movements and emotions.

It can only be said that when the sky is about to send a wonderful flower to the world, no one can stop it from blooming.

From the first painting "I'm Not a Flower Monk", which was asking for directions, to "My Husband Is a Robot", which was just printed today, seven meat comics have been released in a row, and seven of them have become popular.

Dang Wu Jiang took a strong sniff of the new painting album with the fragrance of ink under his nose, and slowly walked to the big bookcase opposite.

A shelf of the bookcase contained six picture albums he had already published. With this one in hand, his first series of comics "The Seven Attackers of Taichang Jun's Family" has been successfully completed.

The mirror surface of the black bookcase reflected the figure who walked over in the afternoon.

With a slender yet strong figure, a slender neck, and a smooth and clear facial skin, a pair of slender and slightly slanted phoenix eyes are particularly eye-catching.

Under the slender and high bridge of the nose, two small lips similar to rhombus make this face full of the classical style of Chinese ink painting.

This is the face of a handsome man with a very Chinese style.

It is also a face that made many people who saw him for the first time feel as gentle as jade.

Unfortunately, life is not just the first time you meet...

Of course, it would be a little too much to describe the afternoon as "gold and jade outside, and ruins inside".

For those who are familiar with him after getting in touch with him, Dang Wu's gentle and handsome face is nothing more than cheerfulness, love to laugh, talkative, gluttonous, and a little bit of masculinity.

It's nothing more than a well-painted erotic palace.

It's just that I like to draw the little Gong's place so big that it's abnormal.

Why, why did someone attack him on the Internet as "looking at white marble at first, and then at briquette"!

How many eyes are there on the briquette, and I only have a few eyes on my body, can it compare?

snort!

But having said that, sometimes, Dang Wu also felt that under his dog-like appearance, there was indeed a burning heart like coal balls.

Don't talk about anything else, just talk about my hobby every night, it's enough to hide the light.

Generally speaking, whether it is a writer or a painter, after the work is finished, there are not many people who like to look at their works repeatedly.

But that afternoon was just the opposite. One of his favorite things was to flip through his paintings under the covers before going to bed.

From the first six books to the seventh book in his hand, each book accompanied him through the lonely midnight of a bachelor and a little virgin.

That's right, virgin midnight!

As a big touch in painting Tanmei meatman, and the painting style is so wild, strong and eclectic.In the eyes of many readers, this meat man known as "Taichang Jun" must be a romantic figure who can attack before and defend after, and is in the air every day.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Even he didn't know at that time, it was a white marble face that gave him a pure and pure temperament, scaring away the man who had a desire for him.

Still, the greedy, talkative, and lustful nature is always seen through by discerning people, and makes those who want to talk to him shy away.

Or, he seems to have a great desire for men, but in fact, in his bones, he is still a person who yearns for love and the unity of soul and body.

In short, Brother Xiaowu of the Zheng family is already 24 years old and eight months old this year, but he is still a virgin.A little virgin who is driving a boat and an aircraft carrier in a picture book, and is about to drive a spaceship soon.

The little virgin's biggest hobby in the afternoon is to masturbate the little gongs in his picture album.

No matter what kind of identities are given to the characters in his works, in his works, they all have surprisingly similar faces.

That face is both stern and naive, wild and affectionate, full of manliness and a bit of naughty childishness, it can be said that it is full of strange contradictions and harmony, just like the terrifying place underneath.

This face was very familiar to the book fans that afternoon.

He ran through the seven comic books that afternoon, and he was also the object of his drooling every night.

If someone is very familiar with and sensitive to the animation and entertainment worlds, they may faintly discover a secret.

These fleshy two-dimensional little attacks, from a certain angle, have the charm of Chu He, the number one actor in the entertainment industry today.

That's right.

In the peach blossom eyes and peach blossom heart of the afternoon, the actor Chu who dominated the film and television industry with his aggressiveness was the real template for all his great attacks.

No one knew that Chuhe had deeply occupied his soul since Dangwu knew about his affairs.

Of course, there is another secret that no one knows.

Every little subject he draws has a faint rouge bead on the tip of the snow-white buttocks.

That pretty little thing is so well covered up by the intense manga plot and colorful body colors that almost no one will notice.

But in the afternoon, I knew that the mole was painted on by myself.

Because it grows on the tip of his snow-white buttocks.

Because in his fantasy, if Chu He, the film king who is known as the number one man in the entertainment industry, is all the attackers in his pen, then he is all the victims under his pressure!

After putting the seventh book in the bookcase, his eyes lingered on a row of seven comics in the afternoon. As usual, he had to pick one as his spiritual food for tonight, ah ah, that is, the object of lust.

Dang Wu's hand stretched out his first comic book that became a hit... "I'm Not a Flower Monk".

The naked monk on the cover with two bald heads was looking at him hotly with cold eyes.

Swallowing subconsciously in the afternoon, his slender fingers stroked the two bald heads of the monk on the screen.

This book that made him famous at the speed of light opened the door to a new world for him, and also made him develop the habit of masturbating the characters in his own works.

Of course, starting from this book, one-tenth of the royalty income will be donated to charity every time a comic is published.

There's no reason to be particularly shiny.

Just because Dang Wu was an orphan.

What he wants to do is to use his best to help those children who once needed help like himself.

Taking the bald monk to climb into his big bed for the first time was the only thing he wanted to do right now.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt that the few steps from the study to the bedroom suddenly became very difficult.

"What's going on? Why are my legs so heavy!"

In the afternoon, I tried to lift my legs again.

"Huh? Why can't I move?"

He subconsciously muttered, although he knew that no one could answer him.

In the afternoon, I began to feel a terrifying tension.

Because he found that his room seemed to be suddenly filled with a transparent and viscous thing.

That thing solidified his body, making him like an insect dropped in transparent mucus, the nerves of his whole body were controlled by the strong gravitational force, and he couldn't even move a single finger.

"You have now entered the sex dimension, Mr. Too Long."

An unusually gentle male voice rang in Tang Wu's ear.

"What? Who are you, you bastard, you bastard, don't pretend to be a ghost with me, I didn't grow up a vegetarian, let me go!"

At noon tried to struggle.

Unfortunately, the power of transparency is so strong that he can't even blink a single eyelash.

"Mr. Too Long, as a system, I think I need to explain it to you."

That gentle boy is still gentle.

"The sex dimension is a different dimension generated by the desires of all dimensional audiences. You can still see the appearance of the real dimension, but after 5 minutes, when I assign your system tasks to you, you will leave completely In the real world, we are in the sex dimension..."

"I don't understand! Let me tell you, I don't care which sissy system you are in, please talk to me anyway!"

To be honest, panic at this time of the day accounted for three points, and anger accounted for seven points.

What the hell is this!

Although he is quite familiar with Tanmei novels because of drawing Tanmei comics.

He also has a little knowledge of some popular factors such as time travel and system that are common in novels.

But, isn't that all fiction?Isn't it all fantasy?

Just like lying in bed every day and fantasizing about the [-] rounds of the small attack in the seven comics, isn't it all obscenity?

But right now, this motherfucker with a gentle male voice that confuses him actually claims to be some kind of system and what kind of sex dimension he has entered.

Is this true?

When I was happily enjoying the finale of the "Seven Attacks" series and the books were selling well; when I was trying my best to accumulate wealth and push myself into the life circle of King Chu, this shitty sissy system actually told me I will leave the real world in 5 minutes!

What a fucking dog!

"Okay, I'll be more specific, Mr. Too Long."

"SEX Dimension is a world derived from desires, which gathers various types of desires in the real world. Each desire will have a representative with the highest desire value, and you are the desire value of the male protagonist of pornographic erotic comics The highest representative..."

At noon: "..."

"Why me? I'm pure, okay..."

"It's too long like this, Mr. Our big data shows that there is no second man who is longer than you. Well, this length includes the other party's body organs and the duration of certain actions. No matter what kind, you The value of lust and desire is the highest."

At noon: "..."

Sissy system: "Every year, the eight elders of the SEX dimension will randomly select a few representatives of the desire types in the real world to complete the tasks of the dimension. After completing the tasks, they can return to the real world..."

Dang Wu: "Why? I won't do it! What a shitty task, I have to complete it before I can return to reality, woo woo woo, I'm only 24 years old, I don't want to die, please, change someone..."

He felt that he should cry twice to show his weakness, what if this sissy system is a sympathetic guy.

"Mr. Taichang, I'm sorry, I don't have the authority to change people. But I can tell you secretly that your mission is the most attractive one among all the missions I have ever performed, and it is not a Die, at most work harder on the bed..."

Suddenly, a sound similar to boiling water came from the air.

The gentle voice of the system quickened, "Mr. Taichang, the time is up soon, let me speak quickly."

"Your task this time is to enter the world of the seven comics you created yourself. Following my prompt, find the little Gongs in the paintings. Their looks are completely different from those in the comics, but the most important organ on the body It's the same. For you, you need to find him, then make him fall in love with you, and then you have to give him..."

The system obviously hasn't finished speaking yet, but Dang Wu already felt a huge and strange force firmly grasping him like a magnetic field.

There was a roar in my ears, and it was pitch black.

I don't know how long it took, but the light reappeared in front of Dang Wu's eyes.

He opened his eyes wide and subconsciously shivered twice.

God!I was slowly falling from midair to the ground like a parachute.

His eyes swept to the clothes on his body.

what the hell!

He was actually wearing the monk's robe that he wrote about for monks.

The apartment has long disappeared, and all I can see is a lush pine forest and a corner of the house that can be seen faintly.

If you read correctly, the building should be a temple.

He remembered the words of the sissy system.

My mission is to penetrate into those seven comics, find Xiao Gong in the comics, hook up with him, and then do some shameful things.

Then the temple in front of me, I think it is the Lanruo Temple of a certain dynasty in my first meat manga "I am not a flower monk".

Then in the temple, there is naturally the bald monk with the huge body.

Hehe, that sissy is right, this task sounds really attractive.

However, Dang Wu quickly frowned again.

Because he only now discovered the difficulty of this task.

My comics are meat comics, from the first page to the last page, almost all are real swords and guns, various scenes, and various poses.

From the beginning to the end, there is no plot to explain how the two Gong and Shou got together.

For a meat comic, there is no need for this at all.

But now for Dang Wu, it was a very real problem.

How should I find a completely strange man in the temple and make him fall in love with me?

He didn't know whether the other party was straight or bent, and he didn't know what his identity was in the temple. The only thing he knew was that he had a big organ that was different from others.

Could it be that he wants to strip all the monks in the whole temple for inspection?

All sorts of weird thoughts flashed through my head as I descended in the afternoon.

A sissy voice suddenly rang in my ears.

"Mr. Taichang, you are about to land, and now I will officially enter the information of your current identity into your brain."

"Remember, your current identity is the Banshou Xitang of the Mantou Temple in Jiutai Mountain. You are in charge of the practice of the monks in the temple, and your dharma name is Ariel."

Ariel whitening laundry detergent?

In the afternoon, I felt like I wanted to bite my tongue and kill myself.

"Master De Que, the abbot of Lanruo Temple, specially invited Master Bilang to give lectures in the temple, but he suddenly died of a sudden illness on the way. Now you have penetrated into his body and have his memory. Remember, You are a young and promising Buddhist monk, you must pay attention to your identity and image!"

"Watch out! How can you hook up with a monk if you pay attention, and how can you complete the task if you pay attention? Do you want me to stay here and be a monk for the rest of your life on purpose?"

Dang noon complained vigorously.

Fortunately, I am quite familiar with these routines in the web articles, otherwise, if I know that I have transmigrated into a dead body, wouldn’t it be a resurrection of the dead, and I would be scared to pee just thinking about it.

The words of the Taoist monk in the sissy mouth made him suddenly think of something, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to touch his head.

Sure enough, there was no grass growing.

Ahhhhh!

For Tang Wu, who "bleeds can bleed or break, hair can't be messed up", he suffered [-] points of damage in an instant.

Seeing that Lanruo Temple was right in front of him, a gust of strong wind blew, and the body that had been descending slowly in the afternoon was suddenly swept by the pine forest by the strong wind, and fell straight from the branches of two green pine trees.

"what!"

After a scream, Dang Wu felt that his ass did not fall into eight petals as he imagined, but fell into a warm and tough embrace, and knocked the man to the ground directly.

Human's survival instinct made him subconsciously get close to that warm body, and hugged the other's neck tightly, even closing his eyes tightly.

A moment later, the person in his arms coughed softly.

In the afternoon, I opened my eyes subconsciously.

A tall young monk was sitting on the ground, with his body half upturned, staring at him in surprise.

As for himself, he rode on the opponent's body and hugged the opponent's neck without any injuries.