Villain: Heroine Secretly Reads Book Reviews, All Collectively Blacken

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Transmigrated into a book, I gained a system that makes me stronger by writing book reviews.

As I wrote more and more book revie...

Chapter 33 Fox Tail and Rabbit Ears

Imagine your little brother being admired by two women on their phones every day…

What does that special code feel like?

Ahhh... I can't let my purity be lost like this.

Wang Ye quickly got dressed and left the room.

At this time, he found that the lights in the three or four guest rooms in the corridor were dimmed, only the room next door was on.

Depend on!!!

Tang Zimei, damn it, didn’t I remind you that you can’t come to the next room to rest?

You're so fucking toxic???

I told you not to do something! Why did you do it? You are not qualified as a bodyguard!

Bang!

Wang Ye was furious and pushed the door open.

Just see.

The two large wardrobes in the room were turned upside down.

Tang Zimei was holding several furry tails, admiring them with curiosity.

She also wore a cute bunny ear hairpin on her head.

A white ribbon was tied around its waist, tightly binding a large, fluffy tail to its lower back.

Its tail was very upturned, hanging in the air in a semi-circle, as if it had grown out of Tang Zimei's body.

From a distance, she looked like a fox spirit...

"Zi Mei...you...what are you doing?"

Wang Ye shouted angrily.

"I'm resting in the room next to yours! Is there something wrong?"

"Boss, you've come at the right time. I'm very curious why some tails can be tied to the body with ropes, while others have a big iron nail at the base, and they're the kind with a big head and a thin tail, kind of like the Ace of Spades..."

Tang Zimei looked at Wang Ye curiously.

"You...you...this is not a question you should be asking! Get out of here right now! Go to the next room and rest, don't cause trouble here."

Seeing a large number of treasures in his collection being turned out, Wang Ye's face turned red with embarrassment.

Tang Zimei frowned slightly.

She didn't move.

Instead, she picked up a cup from the table that was similar in color to her skin, the kind that felt soft in her hand.

"Boss, I have one last question. What is this? Why is the hole in the middle so small, and why is it so soft? It's not a thermos..."