Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Hey Hey hey!"

Zhang Liangshao stretched out his finger and poked his chest, "Open your eyes and see what I am like now, what do you want to do to a child! Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Just kidding, why does Song Wenyao's heart full of conscience hurt?

Not only did it not hurt, but it was a little bit ready to move.

The eldest young master grabbed that tender little hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it.

His eyelashes are still wet, and the azure blue eyes have just undergone a particularly thorough cleansing, as if the ice and snow have just melted in the spring, and there is a particularly touching emotion flowing inside, even the slightly drooping eyelids look particularly pious .

Even if she is so cute, a true sage will not be shaken.

"I really lost to you." Zhang Liangshao sighed.

"At least go bandage the wound first, even in the game, it still hurts."

He first said this sentence without thinking, and then he reacted.

"Hey...【Restriction】...disappeared."

"That's right, the intervener in this world has disappeared, and now the incomparable master has regained the highest authority. In this world, the prohibition of 'no mention of content unrelated to the game level' has been deleted."

A Q-version kitten with blue light all over its body and a pair of small wings behind it appeared beside Zhang Liangshao under the gorgeous particle effects.

"You...Xiaoqi?" Zhang Liangshao was so shocked that he almost fell off the console.

"That's right, it's me." The kitten raised its forelimbs, and pointed to the serial number "7474741" on the rectangular nameplate hanging around its neck.

"you……"

Zhang Liangshao did what a real man should do.

He grabbed the cat, stuffed it in his arms, and stroked it from head to toe.

"How did you become like this, and the little wings, whoops, do you think this is a magical girl?!"

"Let me go meow!"

7474741 Slapped off Zhang Liangshao's fingers who were coveting the feathers on its wings with a paw, and then a quick flash appeared three feet away from him, Gao Leng said.

"These are all instructions from the master. He gave me the entity in the game to facilitate our communication."

"Pfft—really, I don't think it was inconvenient for us to communicate in our brains before."

"You're enough! It's the end and you still can't let me show my face. Anyway, I can be regarded as an important supporting role."

7474741 showed a very vivid and arrogant expression.

Zhang Liangshao was both curious and itchy.

From a ruthless robot to a tsundere cat or something... What a disillusionment, Qi'er.

"Come, come into Dad's arms~"

Zhang Liangshao showed what he thought was a benign smile, and rushed towards its location.

7474741 trembled his wings, felt a chill, and hid behind the big boss.

A certain young man who was obsessed with sucking cats and couldn't help himself seemed to have lost his mind, showing his small canine teeth and speaking in that soft childish voice.

"Come on, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you... Hey..."

A furry animal that kept thumping was caught by Song Wenyao next to him, picked it up from the table in a true "father hugging the child" way, and spanked its butt.

"Song Wenyao, how dare you spank my ass!"

Zhang Liangshao gasped.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

But Song Wenyao seemed to have turned on some strange switch from the very beginning, with an extremely calm expression, and said while going upstairs with the child in his arms.

"I heard that you like our company's new game warehouse, what color do you want?"

"……what?"

"Can't hear clearly, do you want allin? Yes."

"...Dad, do you think the hand feels okay? Do you want to do it a few more times?"

It is impossible to fight desperately...It is possible to fight with a heart.

……

Song Wenyao took people to the bedroom, and the two freshened up.

The man was sitting on the bed with his upper body naked, and a fleshy wound stretched across his side abdomen all the way to his chest, and blood was still oozing out.There is also a sword wound on the inside of his arm, which is particularly obtrusive on the fair skin.

This guy can really bear it, his face is so white that he still looks like he's okay.

Zhang Liangshao found out the medicine box, rubbed the medicine carefully on each of his wounds, and then tied the bandages round by round.

Finally, he kissed the wound on Song Wenyao's abdomen through the bandage.

"Huh~ Pain is flying away~"

Zhang Liangshao raised his arm, turned his palm to the side in a releasing motion, then shook his fingers, as if he had thrown something away.

Song Wenyao sucked his abdominal muscles, his glass blue eyes rolled down and fixed on the innocent face of the boy.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of Zhang Liangshao's nose.

"Don't recruit me."

The boy was caught off guard and didn't dodge it, he just stuck out his tongue playfully at him.

……

"Master, the damaged data in the studio has been restored." A blue kitten with wings appeared next to the two of them, "Would you like to go and have a look?"

It turned out that 7474741 had been away to repair the data just now, and Zhang Liangshao thought that Song Wenyao wanted to use the system to do some dirty things.

What doesn't exist is that your own thoughts are too dirty Zhang Liangshao, you are a child without 〇〇, quickly recall the teachings of the kindergarten teacher and calm down!

Zhang Liangshao reflected deeply all the way, followed one person and one cat to the studio.

What caught my eye was his astonishing work - "Sleeping Beauty".

The black paint that was supposed to cover the canvas has disappeared, no, it should be said that it seems to have never appeared at all.

It turns out that the repair data was talking about this...

Zhang Liangshao slowly raised his hand and covered his face.

Ah, I don't know why there is a sense of shame in front of the deity who has now recovered his memory.

Could this be the legendary execution on the spot?

"Ah...hehe, that, I learned it now, I don't draw well, so I'm sorry..."

Song Wenyao looked at the painting quietly for a while, then walked to the corner, and found those canvases that Zhang Liangshao had hidden from him before...

Even those are fixed? !

Zhang Liangshao watched Song Wenyao put out his paintings one by one, and felt that his face temperature was too high, and his orifices were about to smoke.

Wearing a black evening dress, with a big back and oily hair, and stepping on the red carpet under the flashing lights, Jiang Ting, the unsmiling and domineering president, came from the door...

Held high by the waves, the lower body turned into a dark blue fishtail, covered in translucent scales, the Siren King Ulysses was so dreamy under the searchlight that he seemed unreal...

Standing on the bridge of the magnificent Gabriel, wearing a black and gold military uniform, wearing black suede gloves and holding a sword with one hand, looking forward to the Marshal of the Empire, His Royal Highness the Grand Prince Lucifer...

In the boundless ice field, holding a sword in one hand, stepping on the bright yellow magic array under his feet, wearing a white Taoist robe fluttering with the wind and snow, Song Yunyin, the first disciple of Lingxiao, who is tall and floating like a fairy...

Leaning on the red gold throne, under the seat is a long sword in a black gold scabbard, the jade handle is swaying, the Suzaku embroidery on the chest is flying, and the expression is unruly, the domineering Suzaku King Baili Yunlin...

Without exception, these people all have a pair of bright, extremely sharp blue eyes. The sharp eyes can almost pierce the heart of the person standing in front of them through the canvas. It is shocking and seems to be dragged The mind can't help but hold its breath and look at it.

It can be said that it is the superimposed effect of Song Wenyao's own beauty + Zhang Liangshao's tenfold filter of Xi Shi in the eyes of his lover.

Zhang Liangshao was inexplicably proud again.

There is no way, the person I like is so handsome, so hormonal, if not for the limited time, I can hand-paint a whole set of CG for him and paste the entire ceiling and then lie on the bed every day... Looking up.

"You don't know how to draw in the real world, do you?"

Song Wenyao's words interrupted his thoughts.

"Ah... well, it just happened to rely on the special self-learning ability of the bionic man to draw these here."

"So, these are out of print."

The man pondered for a while, "741, scan all the paintings here, and send them to the art department for reproduction."

Zhang Liangshao:! ! !

"You mean all... including these?" He pointed to the portraits of the bionics Eleven that hung all over the wall.

Song Wenyao gave him an "otherwise" look.

"Do you think I'm not good at drawing?"

"...No, no, you're joking."

Song Wenyao's filter is no thinner than his, and the eleven ones he draws are more vivid and cuter than the other ones. Moreover, Zhang Liangshao thinks that he may have tiger teeth control, so he always likes to draw him grinning.

Boom, this is so embarrassing!

Zhang Liangshao covered his face again.