In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

Jiang Yu nestled on the sofa for a while, when a servant came over and whispered something to the new stand-in sitting next to him, and the new stand-in immediately stood up proudly: "I'll go and see Mr. Mo carefully prepared for me. s room."

Seeing the person leave, Jiang Yu slowly recalled the contents of the book.

He remembered this passage. In the original text, Mo Songlin let this new double live in this villa. The new double was a small Internet celebrity who climbed up to Mo Songlin by himself, but neither he nor the original owner knew that the reason why Mo Songlin chose him was because he was with Bai. Moonlight looks alike.

The new substitute thought he was going to fly on a branch and become a phoenix, bullied the temperless original owner everywhere in the villa, and instilled in the original owner the thought that Mo Songlin was tired of seeing you long ago, making the original owner really think that Mo Songlin didn't want him anymore , put on a pitiful look of fear and fear every day, which annoyed Mo Songlin, and at the same time as giving away the small Internet celebrity resources, they threw him into the entertainment circle together and asked him to practice acting.

Why did he need to practice acting? Mo Songlin didn't say anything. The original owner thought that Mo Songlin wanted him to come out for a while and practice himself, so he obediently went.

——The original owner who had been imprisoned for four years finally saw the light of day again.

Then the original owner's luck exploded, and he became a little popular because of the mix. Many small resources took the initiative to contact him. Photos were flying all over the Internet. Mo Songlin was annoyed immediately, and directly used his relationship to block the original owner's news. Then The original owner was locked back to the villa, and he was never allowed to go out until his death. There was only one reason: Mo Songlin felt uncomfortable seeing his "white moonlight" being seen by so many people on the Internet.

It's not easy to get a chance to be free from Mo Songlin's subordinates, Jiang Yu thought, this time may be a good chance for him to stand up, and he should take the initiative to go to Mo Songlin and complain.

Hey hey hey it's time for him to show off his acting skills.

He has been practicing micro-expression in front of the mirror for two months since he wore it, and he feels itchy if he doesn't pull it out to try the effect.

Jiang Yu bounced up from the sofa covered in chicken blood, arrogant and high-spirited, and when he walked to the door of Mo Songlin's study, his momentum suddenly weakened again, his whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, he knocked on the door lightly , Mo Songlin's voice came from the room: "Come in."

Jiang Yu carefully unscrewed the door and walked in.

Mo Songlin was handling official business in the study.

The original owner was imprisoned by him for four years. He was obedient to Mo Songlin and had no spirit of resistance. He had already gained [-]% to [-]% of Mo Songlin's trust. Therefore, he did not avoid Jiang Yu very much. In his eyes Well, Jiang Yu is just a little dog who is starved, beaten, and will wag his tail again to show his affection after whining twice.

"What's the matter?" Mo Songlin looked away from the computer, looking at Jiang Yu who was frowning at the desk, hesitant to speak.

Jiang Yu squeezed his fingers, lowered his eyes and said nothing, his eyes were red - he rubbed them before entering the door.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Mo Songlin felt a little impatient - his Bai Yueguang would never make such an expression.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Mo Songlin emphasized his tone.

Jiang Yu paused again, with an expression of wanting to cry or not, his clear and youthful voice was deliberately suppressed softly: "Who is that person?"

"That person?" Mo Songlin was stunned: "Oh, I'm a friend, come to stay for a while - what do you care about this?"

The little thing he raised is really getting more and more able to meddle in his own business.

"But, but that person told me... said him..." Jiang Yu blinked desperately, with crystal tears hanging on the red eye sockets, as if he was struggling to restrain his emotions.

Damn, I can't cry!Jiang Yu resolutely gave up, and continued: "Say I'm ugly, say, say..."

No, he seems to have come early, that buddy didn't tell him anything.

How about I give a spoiler ahead of time?Just as Jiang Yu was about to pick it up, Mo Songlin's face changed, and he said angrily, "Who told you that you are ugly?"

Jiang Yu closed his mouth, as if he was frightened, and looked at Mo Songlin eagerly, like a cute and cute white rabbit.

Mo Song Lin's heart softened again, he stood up, rubbed Jiang Yu's head again, and said softly: "Don't listen to them, you are very good-looking, otherwise I wouldn't have liked you for so many years, right?"

The man's slightly magnetic voice sounded above his head, Jiang Yu sneered in his heart, the original owner was fooled by his tricks.

At this time, there was another knock on the door, and the servant said: "Sir, the meal is ready."

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's go eat." Mo Songlin patted him on the back, looking like a gentle and good lover.

Mo Songlin is busy with affairs, it is rare to be able to come back for a meal like today, there is a table of good food on the table, Jiang Yu is planning to add more fire today, so that Mo Songlin should hurry up and send him away, There is no need to prepare rations in advance when Mo Song is not around.

Jiang Yu pulled out the chair, and just sat down, the new substitute came down from the upstairs room, saw Mo Songlin come out, he called out from a distance: "Mr. Mo—"

Mo Songlin sat at the end of the long table and said calmly, "Sit whatever you want."

The new stand-in immediately sat down next to Mo Songlin, and said with a smile, "I'm so happy to have dinner with Mr. Mo—"

Jiang Yu sat far away from the two of them, and when he heard this, he covered his cheeks with toothache.

Probably because Mo Song was here, the new double didn't attack Jiang Yu. During the meal, Jiang Yu found out that this new double, whose role in the original text was so small that he didn't even have a name, was called Feng Qiu, which was vaguely mentioned in the text. The endings of the other stand-ins, except for Jiang Yu, were either crippled or thrown away by Mo Songlin who was tired of playing.

Mo Songlin: "Do you want to add something to the room?"

Feng Qiujiao said angrily: "Mr. Mo, you are too kind to me~ I don't have the nerve to be picky, but I have a small request, can Mr. Mo stop calling me by my full name and call me by my nickname?"

"What's your nickname?"

"Qiuqiu, why don't you call out?"

"Autumn…"

"vomit--"

At the dinner table, the two people who were tired and crooked turned their heads and looked at Jiang Yu on the other side of the table. Mo Songlin said, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yu was so disgusted that his face turned pale, and he put down his chopsticks tremblingly: "I, I can't help it... No, I'm pregnant, no, no, I..." Jiang Yu swallowed the last mouthful of food, and said in a deep voice: "I I am full."

After finishing speaking, he silently turned around and went upstairs, leaving Mo Songlin with a lonely and determined back.

Feng Qiu glared at him, then turned her head and said coquettishly, "Mr. Mo, look at him—"

Mo Songlin didn't speak.

At night, Jiang Yu nestled in his small room, the room exuded a faint musty smell, which was many times different from the room the servants had arranged for Feng Qiu.Mo Songlin seemed to be going on a business trip tomorrow afternoon, and the time left for him was only tomorrow morning. Just as he was thinking, there was a movement outside the door, and the door suddenly opened, and someone came in without even knocking.

I'm coming!The original book does not deceive me!The new stand-in took the initiative to find fault!

It was Feng Qiu who came. He looked at Jiang Yu who was curled up on the bed, wearing a baggy white shirt and getting ready to sleep, his eyes rolled up immediately, and his voice was much sharper than during the day, but it was still a little lower: "Yo Yoyo, are you ready to go to bed now? I went to bed so early~"

A voice automatically played in Jiang Yu's mind: "Yo Yo Yo, I haven't seen you for a few days, so why?

With a hoarse voice, he replied dully, "What are you doing here?"

"Don't do anything, I'm not here to bully you." Feng Qiu said proudly, "If I don't bully you, whoever bullies you" was written on his face, "After all, after a while, you might not be able to stay here anymore!"

"What do you mean!" Jiang Yu lifted the quilt and sat up, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"You still don't know what I mean?" Feng Qiu raised his chin and smiled contemptuously: "Mr. Mo has such a big place in his heart, how can he put down two people?"

It's not bad, his corny heart is used to put my white moonlight, bah.

"Don't stare at me, it's useless for you to stare at me." As he spoke, Feng Qiu slowly walked towards Jiang Yu, leaned into Jiang Yu's ear, and said softly, "He put me down in his heart—you are being played with." If you are tired, of course you should be cleared~"

He lightly poked Jiang Yu's heart with his finger, and Jiang Yu seemed to have been severely injured, his face turned pale and he shrank back, his lips trembling: "You, you lied to me..."

Feng Qiu straightened up: "I didn't lie to you. Mr. Mo arranged good resources for me, and he wanted to send me to act in the entertainment industry—you haven't been given a gift by Mr. Mo, have you? How pitiful."

Jiang Yu's crow-like eyelashes drooped instantly. Yes, he had been with Mo Songlin for four years. He couldn't eat enough or wear warm clothes. He endured it all, but he didn't even get a kiss. He, he... …

He, Jiang Yu, can't make up the psychological construction for himself!

Feng Qiu saw the starlight in this man's eyes go out bit by bit, and his whole body exuded a sense of despair, and he felt extremely proud. This is what he wanted to see, but he didn't expect this man to be so easy to deal with. A few words knocked him down.

However, Jiang Yu, who was on the verge of withering in the last second, jumped up from the bed, and pushed Feng Qiu who was blocking the door, with a vigor like a tiger: "I'll ask Mr. Mo!!!"

The door slammed on the wall with a bang, and Feng Qiu was pushed vigorously, stupefied: "???" You fucking don't go!

The author has something to say:

Feng Qiu, a short-term villain who substitutes himself into the harem to fight for the favor of Concubine Wen all the time, please don't look at him with your brains, because the author just has no brains (shock)!

The title of "A Sand Sculpture President Essay" will be changed after pushing the pre-receipt——

[The plot lines of ancient dog blood are stewed in disorder, sand carving text]

Yan Xun, who had completed eleven missions of the world tyrant, returned to his own world. In this life, as long as he completes the last script, he can gain health, regain freedom, and live in peace.

But who will tell him why there are so many scripts this time?

1: He flees and he chases, and they are all unable to fly.He was poisoned by his love, and he was dying.

Yan Xun: I run away?

: No, you chase, chase hard.

2: You are just a substitute and can never be him.

Yan Xun: I...

: That's right, you said it.

3: For the benefit of the family, the fine cannon fodder/the rich man is really poor, the sick beauty must marry the big man in exchange for the money to bring the company back to life.

Yan Xun:

: Don't ask, you are a boss.

Yan Xun: ...Do you think I look like a junk collector or a charity?

4: Sooner or later, rivals will be really fragrant (e-sports).

Yan Xun: I throw a handful of rice on the keyboard, and I beat chickens better than me.

: It's okay, just throw money at it, if it doesn't work, go outside your rival's house and howl, "I'll give you 200 million and you won't be allowed to win tomorrow's game!"

5: Three treasures for one child, the wife of the president came to the door.

Yan Xun: ...

: Madam has sent, please receive it as soon as possible.

……

As a fast-traveler who has experienced many battles, Yan Xun gritted his teeth and answered: Okay, which book should I start with?

: Together, of course.

Yan Xun: ...Okay.

The immorality of sending world line missions is not a day or two, he is used to it... no wonder!

One, three, five, he turned into a paranoid boss and drove the little white flower all over the city; two, four, six, he chanted to the little white flower: You are just a substitute, just a substitute, just a substitute...

On Sunday, Xiaobaihua has a holiday, but Yan Xun does not have a holiday. He must always be on guard against being a good cannon fodder / the real young master of a wealthy family / marrying a sick beauty for his sister to climb into his bed, and going online every night to fight against e-sports rivals as a second child Mutual confrontation: Fuck me if you have the ability!Chicken!

In the end, the enemy really came. He took three melons who looked nothing like Yan Xun, put on the face of Xiaobaihua, smiled charmingly, and knocked on the door of Yan Xun's house: The children belong to you, you belong to me I.

Yan Xun: Come back!

Highlight:

1. Sand carving text, easy smile, plot jokes, Shou is a heroic boss, Gong (identity) is a green tea wolf dog/e-sports god rival/sick beauty/cannon fodder/women's poor girl/dog blood substitute/one child Three treasures, etc., etc. ← are all pretending, no children.

2. Some scripts may be added or deleted before the opening of the article, and these are tentatively determined.The main character's name is messed up and may be changed.

4. There is no system and no supernatural powers, so let’s wait for the time being.