Diary of the poisonous brother

Before I published this diary, I was worried that this book would hit the street and no one would buy it (although friend A said that if no one bought it, let me love it and include this book in the job assessment books of their workplace , I’m not afraid that I won’t be able to sell it if I have a copy), so I specifically went to consult Jiyou B, what should I do?

Jiyou B pondered for a while, and said, "Why don't you change the title of the book, don't call it Autobiography, this name is not popular at first glance."

I asked, "So what do you think I should change the title of the book to?"

Jiyou B pondered for a while, and directly turned to the section where I and I met by love, pointed to the content above and said, "Why don't we take the content of this section and extract the essence of it as the title of the book, okay?"

I asked again, "What are you trying to say?"

Jiyou B rubbed his chin and said, "Well... How about calling it "Soul Light Lolita, You Have to Be Responsible to the King"? On the cover it says 'Don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're at home! Humph!" Hmph! You have the ability to play with my little dick, and you have the ability to take responsibility!'How?"

Looking at Jiyou B who was singing happily, I felt that I should inform his family and prepare for his funeral as soon as possible - if I knew about this, I would definitely stab this idiot to death with a sword.

The reason is not explained, you understand.

In order to prevent Jiyou B from being hacked to death by my love, I have been silently burying this matter in my heart, and have never told anyone about it—except this time because the number of words in the autobiography is not enough, the editor asked me to add a certain number of words to the autobiography, So I...huh?Did I sell my teammates?

In addition, my family Qingyuan recognized me as a man at a glance at the time, and didn't regard me as a woman at all, let alone call me "Lolita", a guy who can't even accurately determine the gender, he is blind, I don't want a blind man to be my love interest.

BY The above content is excerpted from the article "The Autobiography of Jidao Demon Venerable Qi Qiandie".

After looking at the handsome man, Qi Qiandie looked around in the hall.

"According to the logic of ordinary novels, there should be some kind of secret passages and secret rooms in this hall." Qi Qiandie said, taking out a small knife from his back, imitating the appearance of the protagonist of the TV series, using the knife The handle kept beating on the wall and the ground of the hall.

But unfortunately, Qi Qiandie really couldn't tell the difference between the sound and the sound, so she had to stand up and start touching all kinds of bottles and cans in the hall, turning left and right, moving up and down, repeatedly Several mouse holes have been found, but not all the entrances to the secret passages have been found.

"Well... so to speak... in this room... the only thing I haven't touched... is this thing?" Qi Qiandie raised her head and looked at the only thing she hadn't touched in the hall—the statue Statue of a man in black.

To be honest, let Qi Qiandie touch the man's statue, he is a little... a little... hee hee... can I pour acid?

All men who look better than me should be doused with acid!

Qi Qiandie jumped onto the altar, raised his head and looked up at the statue. For some reason, he actually found the 90-level plot of Jiansan and played the mood when he first met Gao Lishi in Mawei Station—this is unscientific. His knees are a little higher.

Qi Qiandie turned her head silently, human beings are absolutely unable to grow so tall, so this statue must be beautified, the body is beautified, and the face is naturally beautified... Quickly calculate in my heart, it is still the most beautiful and most beautiful handsome.

Qi Qiandie comforted herself in this way, and then reached out and grabbed the corner of the statue's clothes. His original intention was to see if there was anything strange about the statue.Unexpectedly, as soon as my hand touched the corner of the clothes, the clothes on the statue...wind...melted....

Well, judging from the fact that Lanruo Temple has existed for thousands of years, this statue should also be thousands of years old, and the clothes on the statue are naturally also thousands of years old.In thousands of years, not to mention clothes, even stones may be weathered, so it is only natural that an old clothes will turn into dust just because you touch it.

Absolutely not because the Ren family is too strong, if you want to blame it, you can blame it for being too weak.

Qi Qiandie sniffed and nodded vigorously in her heart.

Without the clothes on her body, the statue in front of Qi Qiandie's eyes immediately changed from a man in black to a naked man.But since everyone is a man, Qi Qiandie will not feel shy, anyway, because this will make it easier for Qi Qiandie to check if there is anything weird about the man.

But...but...

"Fuck! It's just a statue. It's so skinny in clothes, fleshy in clothes, strong chest muscles, big eight-pack abs, and beautiful mermaid lines. What is it? Forget about the powerful arms and thighs, big brother, why do you want to sculpt those parts so lifelike, and so...so...so..." Qi Qiandie looked at the lower body of the statue, which can be used in romance novels, with To describe the hero Ding Ding's words (such as "thick arms", "huge monster", "giant roots"), to describe the extremely huge Ding Ding, he lowered his head and opened his trousers, and looked at Glancing at the little penis on his body, which is similar to AA batteries, he sighed and said, "Do you want to be so photogenic? Do you think you are a female inflatable doll? You are carved like a god..." Thinking of the statue's full body Qi Qiandie silently swallowed the word "like" into her stomach.

"This shouldn't be a god statue...the evil spirit is so heavy...even if it is a god, it should be an evil god." Qi Qiandie stepped forward, raised her head to look at the statue carefully, tilted her head and said to herself: "But what is this? What about gods? How can there be any gods who don’t wear clothes? Even the fierce people in ancient Greece would feel comfortable wearing a rag...a god who is completely naked and without clothes..."

As if she had forgotten that she was actually wearing clothes, and now she became naked because of herself, Qi Qiandie curiously stroked the legs of the statue, and analyzed: "Naked without clothes, little Ding Ding I have only heard of one kind of god who is still so big, and that is the favorite of the people of the island country according to legend..."

Qi Qiandie pointed to the favorite of the people of the island country, and used Conan's expression of "there is only one truth", and said with a handsome expression: "The God of Fertility—Phallic worship!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qi Qiandie always felt that after she told the "truth", the forehead of the statue seemed to jump, and then there were a few black lines on the forehead.