President, open your mouth and take your medicine

The moment Wen Ran opened his eyes and was almost blinded by the exquisite and dazzling crystal chandelier above his head, he suddenly felt that his whole body was not well.

He woke up lying in a spacious, tidy, low-key and luxurious bedroom, on a thick and soft carpet that felt like it must be very expensive.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was blinded by the crystal chandelier with 21k titanium alloy dog ​​eyes that blinded the 24st century poor nerd and otaku, exuding soft and warm light.

So, the first thought that flashed through the dead otaku's mind was: Damn it!This, this is a dream, right? !

The second thought was: Fuck!For God's sake, there will be a crystal chandelier in his bedroom! ! !

The third thought... Before the third thought came, there was a [Ding——] sound in my mind, like a thunderclap on the ground, Wen Ran was shocked.

[Ding, welcome to the world of the romantic CEO article "The President's Favorite Rich Marriage"! 】

Then a soft and cute voice sounded in Wen Ran's mind. The soft voice seemed to be talking with sugar in it, with an illusion like the milky fragrance of a newborn baby.

The voice didn't stop, and immediately after, Wen Ran's eyes seemed to have a corresponding font in the words:

[Ding, please choose a for "bind the system immediately", choose b for "think about it", and choose c for "abandon the system binding", please choose carefully. 】

Wen Ran was embarrassed, what happened? What the hell is the "Meng Meng Da System"?

[Ding, the system is not a ghost, please don't compare the system with low-level creatures like ghosts, thank you for your cooperation!Please choose the host as soon as possible, otherwise there will be irreversible and serious consequences——]

Looking at the options floating in front of his eyes, Wen Ran felt his mind was muddled, and even now it was still aching.He selectively ignored the soft and cute voice, only thinking that all this was a hallucination from a dream. He put his arms over his eyes, blocked the soft light, and tried to enter a deep sleep again. Maybe it would be him again when he opened his eyes. That dear kennel!

As for the magic of the system, hehe, it's none of my business! ╮(╯▽╰)╭

[Ding, please don't ignore the system, otherwise there will be irreversible and serious consequences, please choose the host as soon as possible, please choose as soon as possible, if the host does not make a choice within ten seconds, the host's health will be cleared——]

wipe!wipe!wipe!Can't you give someone a reaction time?Although he was extremely reluctant, considering the current extremely weird situation and the somewhat familiar title of that weird article, Wen Ran had no choice but to choose "b" option conservatively, intending to consider the current situation first and combine it Actually make a decision, but——

[Ding, the system cannot recognize the host option, please select the host again, the system cannot recognize the host option, please select the host again, the system does not have—]

Nima!The dead otaku was instantly angry: I can't recognize it!Can't even recognize it!As a system, it should be so scumbag that it should no longer exist in this world!

That's right!The dead otaku is a technical geek who has infinite resentment against all kinds of scumbag programs and scumbag systems and the desire to reform.

Wen Ran decisively poked the "c" option, unexpectedly——

[Ding, warning!warn!warn!The host option is wrong, the system will open an auto-correction program...Correcting, please wait! 】

A line of "lording" appeared in front of Wen Ran, followed by a round and tender dot.

[Ding, corrected item "a", corrected successfully!Congratulations to the successful selection of the host! 】

Wen Ran: "..."

Wen Ran decided to completely ignore this urinary system.

He closed his eyes, slowly got up from the carpet, and began to carefully look at everything in front of him.Different from my own, the thin, white and slender hands with well-defined bones slowly caressed the things in front of my eyes: a king-size bed with slightly messy lines and stereotyped lines, a well-regulated arrangement, curtains with cold tones, and wallpapers with gray and cold colors... ....

Walking out of this spacious bedroom, the opposite side of the bedroom is a shiny mirror wall.

The person in the mirror is wearing a large pure blue pajamas, his complexion is strangely pale, some slightly curly chestnut-colored short ear-length hair is a bit messy that does not match the height and aloofness of his owner, dark blue eyes with western characteristics are hidden in the slender Under the thick eyelashes, the thick and flying eyebrows fly obliquely into the temples, forming a deep and charming whole.

Wen Ran can feel that the equally charming slender body hidden under the large pajamas is a standard perfect figure that looks thin and fleshy when undressed. No gloom.

Wen Ran looked in the mirror, and the person inside was also looking at "myself", with an expressionless face exuding a cold and coercive aura, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly but it was obviously unsuccessful.

So, Wen Ran suddenly thought hehe.This damn is a high cold facial paralysis, damn it! _(:3ゝ∠)_

It is still cold and stereotyped, and the cold and unpopular layout, everything in this big house that can be called vast, the real touch is shocking.It made him have to start to believe that everything that just happened is real, even that system.

[Ding, the system has confirmed that the host is bound, and now starts to read the memory. 】

As soon as the system's soft and cute voice fell, Wen Ran let out a muffled snort, feeling a pain in his head, and suddenly his brain burned like it was poured with hot magma.Tortured by waves of burning pain, Wen Ran wanted to hit the wall.The burning pain caused Wen Ran to never hear the friendly reminder from the cute system: [Master host, please be careful—](/▽＼)

So, it's a tragedy ==

Since the original owner took convenience, simplicity, and efficiency as the criteria, the bedroom was chosen to be on the left side of the stairs, which is really just "a bit off".

So, the dead otaku with blurred vision who wanted to hit the wall but didn't want to hit the glass wall hurts and hit nothing.

The dead otaku rolled down the stairs in an extremely heroic posture, and ended the trend of continuing to roll with a shitty posture that was extremely inconsistent with the original owner's high-cold temperament.

An otaku: "..." The otaku has temporarily stopped cooking.

system:【......】

"Xiao Ran!"

"elder brother!"

"Mr. Wen!"

The door lock fell in the distance, and there were a few exclamations.