One day, Qing Dai, an office worker, died suddenly and unexpectedly bound to a child-bearing system, needing to help male leads conceive heirs to prolong her life.
Simply put: more children, ...
"Master, are you asleep? Do you need Tongzi to remove the handcuffs?"
The system stayed in the small dark room for a whole day, and came out when it thought the time was almost up, only to find Qingdai still sleeping.
Qingdai stretched lazily, and only sat up slowly when she felt the dazzling sunlight outside. Her fair skin was incredibly beautiful in the morning light.
She was wearing silk pajamas, plain white with no patterns, and you could tell who ordered it without even looking.
After sleeping for so long, it's time to get up.
"Not yet. It's not time yet."
She shook the handcuffs on her hands. If you look at the handcuffs alone, they are made of silver and the edges are specially polished to be smooth. They look pretty good, especially when used to tie up a man who is as fierce as a wolf.
When Qingdai thought back to what happened last night, she suddenly felt itchy.
It was fine at the beginning, and the guy knew to restrain himself. But at the end, he was so violent that he looked like he wanted to eat me. He was even more violent than someone who hadn't touched a woman for eight hundred years.
System (elusive version, whispering): "... Host, let's just say, is there a possibility that the male protagonist really hasn't had sex in eight hundred years?"
“…”
"Tong, I've noticed I've been a little slow in disciplining you lately. Could it be that this is just the charm of the art of speaking?"
The little one immediately took out his notebook and wrote furiously, remembering that the tutoring teacher had taught them,
“A good memory is not as good as a bad pen”
"Honest words may be unpleasant to the ears, but they are beneficial to one's conduct."
The host hasn't directly taught him for a long time, so these free experiences must be recorded!
Qingdai quietly took a look at the little notebook that the system treasured very much. She always saw him take it out and write something from time to time. She had no idea what was written on it.
However, one day in the future, due to a chance encounter, Qingdai got the introductory manual that was widely circulated in the system world.
The first sentence when I opened it was:
As a qualified system, you must learn to get the host's experience for free!
The strategy only requires two steps. The first step is to conquer the male protagonist, and the second step is to let the male protagonist solve everything.
“…”
At that time, Qingdai was reminiscing about the past years, looking like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.
Is this the experience that the big guy got for free? Is he really an idiot?
*****
Her long hair was scattered behind her head. Qingdai shook it and felt it was a bit of a hindrance.
Last night, Chu Luwei didn't know where he had pulled her hair tie and couldn't find it after searching everywhere.
The small system silently watched Qingdai tie her hair with one hand, covering her eyes with her hair, and silently placed a floral hairband beside the bed.
Qingdai combed her hair, but her hands were cuffed, so she could only knock on the table.
The person at the door heard the noise and knocked immediately.
"...Miss Qing, are you awake?"
Qingdai was also very clear-headed. He didn't care whose territory this was or who was responsible for abducting him.
"I'm hungry, bring me something to eat."
"Okay, please wait."
The soldiers guarding the gate quickly reported the situation here to Qi Jiang.
Qi Jiang turned his head and glanced at Chu Luwei who was still handling official business in the study.
Almost as soon as he looked over, the other party keenly caught his gaze and immediately raised his head.
"What's up?"
"...Miss Qing has woken up and asked for some food."
Chu Luwei loosened his wrists, and there was an indescribable elegance in his casual sitting posture.
Thinking of that cunning little fox, I couldn't help but draw a meaningful arc in my mind.
"Have someone ask her what she wants to eat and bring it to her. Don't restrict her movements too much. Just keep an eye on her and don't let her go out."
Chu Luwei certainly knew that if he kept the man handcuffed for a whole night, the little fox would probably be unable to hold it back any longer.
However, as long as Qingyuanshan is still under control, the little fox will not choose to escape.
"yes."
Qi Jiang's mouth twitched involuntarily.
Is the governor in trouble? Or is he in trouble?
*****
After Qingdai finished her breakfast, someone uncuffed her.
"Miss Qing, this is a private residence owned by the governor. You can move around as you please, as long as you don't go out."
The person who brought her food was a kind old lady. She was chubby and her smile looked a bit like Maitreya Buddha.
Qingdai was too lazy to move. She was lying on the bed in her pajamas, drinking oatmeal porridge and looking at her. Her steps were light, like a trained martial artist.
She didn't say anything. She had been fighting wits and courage for some time, and she felt that a lot of her brain cells had died. While she was in a place where she didn't have to worry about safety issues, she had to conserve her energy and nourish herself.
Only after dinner did she finally have time to take a good look at the place.
This is a small Western-style building. It is not very large, but it is exquisite. Even the windows of the room where Qingdai lives are in European style.
When you open the window, you can see the iconic plane trees. This place is probably quite remote, with few people and a very quiet environment.
She got up from the bed and put on a new set of clothes placed beside the bed: a cherry pink slanted collar top, which was a bit long, just covering her thighs, and a azure skirt underneath. Qingdai was originally wearing it, but before she got out of bed, her face froze... and she took off the skirt which had become dirty in less than a minute.
Angrily, she threw the unwearable clothes, along with the torn pieces, to the ground. In her heart, Qingdai was like a machine gun, complaining about Chuchu and Lu Wei's waste of such a good piece of clothing. It was unwearable, and all of it belonged to him...
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