The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Chapter 1770 - In 1857, she took down Tsundere Webmaster 2



Chapter 1770: In 1857, she took down Tsundere Webmaster 2

Author: Thirteen pure ones Machine Translation

In this world, the original owner's name was Hu lingling, and she was a full-time freelance writer.

Her books were not considered popular, and her monthly royalties supported her food, clothing, and travel. In addition, she could also go out for a trip and buy some small skirts. Her income was considered decent in a second-tier city.

However, after meeting a pair of brothers, this peaceful life had undergone an earth-shattering change.

The brothers, the elder brother was the owner of a nearby office building, and the younger brother was the slutty webmaster who opened an Internet cafe.

Hu lingling liked to play games, so she often went to her younger brother's Internet cafe to get to know him, and then... ...

She was confessed to by her younger brother.

Hu lingling didn't like the younger brother Type. She liked the tall, thin, fair, and clean type, just like her younger brother.

Because her younger brother was rejected by her, he got very drunk in the bar. The bartender found Hu lingling's cell phone number from his hands and called her to save the situation.

Hu lingling rushed to the bar, but she saw her elder brother who was helping her younger brother out.

Dressed are very gentle, the man's calm face with professional calm, whether the knuckles clear fingers, or that pair of deep and deep eyes, are Hu lingling favorite.

Hu lingling fell in love with her brother at first sight.

She confessed, she was denied, she confessed, she was denied.

Finally, the elder brother finally agreed, and on this day, Hu lingling at home cooking, celebrate their success, cooked a meal and drank some wine, gas leak... ... And die ...

*

And the plot changed again. Her brother didn't like Hu lingling at all.

He liked his childhood sweetheart.

This childhood sweetheart went abroad to study. Her brother had an empty window. He only agreed to Hu lingling to irritate her brother.

...

And in this world, the male lead was the younger brother, and the male supporting role was the older brother.

Because of Hu lingling's death, her brother broke up with her brother. In the end, he destroyed her brother's company and became the man at the top of the food chain in this world.

Hu lingling was just cannon fodder in this plot.

Therefore, she hoped that she could live her own life and not get involved in the relationship between her brother and her brother. She wanted to write a good book and live a good life. She wanted to be a woman who could command the world in the online literary circle.

*

Xia Ling opened her eyes and drank another glass of water to calm herself down.

Then, rubbing the glass, Xia Ling began to think... ...

Because Ji Yuan was in a deep sleep, he only had one fragment in this world. This could be considered good news. She did not need to expend any effort to find a balance between the two fragments.

But the bad news was that the main God was also here.

Her mission, her home ground. The main God had come in book mode. Without the system setting, he would definitely lose his memory.

So, Xia Ling did not need to worry for the time being.

*

At night, Xia Ling's body finally recovered.

Her phone rang. The caller ID was a string of numbers without a caller ID.

Xia Ling seemed to have some impression of this string of numbers. She picked up the call.

"Hello? Hello. "

"Hello, what hello? Ugly woman, my head hurts badly. I'll give you ten minutes to come to my house. The key is under the carpet at the door. Bring some food and come straight in. I want to eat your fried sauce noodles. "

Her loud voice was casual and domineering.

Xia Ling instinctively frowned and immediately wanted to hang up the phone.

Her fingers moved to the red hang-up button. Xia Ling's fingertips were hanging in the air, but she changed her mind.

"where is your address? Ten minutes is not enough. At least half an hour. Fried noodles won't taste good if they are burnt. I'll buy the ingredients downstairs and go to your house to make them. Do you have a kitchen? "

"kitchen... let me see. Yes, I do. Address, ugly woman, do you want me to be fierce with you? You sent me back before, but you never went into my house? "