Fantasy System - Chapter 489

The elegant melody is like a clear spring flowing from the window.

The supple blonde hangs on the white shoulders along the delicate neck, but still can’t cover the smooth and smooth skin. The soft curves sparkle in the sunlight.

From the side angle of Mufan, you can see that the young girl’s peaks tremble with the rhythm of the melody on the keys, and the delicate and slender beauty of the legs and the small jade feet hanging in the air. …

“by!”

Mu Fan’s old face was red, and he quickly turned away. He took a picture of his chest and calmed down the messy heart.

I did not expect such a typical open-door welfare plot to be accidentally hit by him.

Can’t watch again, look again for three years!

Mu Fan was secretly annoyed.

Yamada Fairy is not a little exposed to this junior high school student!

Playing piano at home during the day?

But think about it too, the female lord in the work of Yamada Fairy loves the whole fruit, and she herself said that the whole fruit is justice.

Thanks to the encounter with him, if I encounter some misconducts, I am afraid that I will not be able to suppress the power of the body and jump into the window.

Mu Fan seriously feels that the color of this world boy is definitely not his fault.

It is a girl who is inadvertently developed.

Because they are really too open!

…..

As a predecessor who is going to college, Mu Fan hates Yamada Fairy, the practice of playing the piano without pulling the curtains.

Immediately decide the identity of the older generation, and teach the ignorant girl like a parent.

He immediately went to the door and pressed the doorbell.

“Who!”

Suddenly, I was interrupted by the feeling of playing the piano. Yamada’s fairy voice was a little impatient.

When I heard the sound of Yamada’s goblin, Mufan’s heart tightened. Suddenly I felt that I had just come to the window of someone else and I was mistaken for a voyeuristic suspicion. The voice immediately softened: “I am your neighbor, your next-door shock library. The author is faint, your piano is so good!”

“what?”

Hearing the voice of Mufan, and then the phone’s Yamada fairy is pretty red.

Suddenly she realized what she was, put down the phone, went to the window, and glanced out the window. When she didn’t find Mufan, she let out a sigh of relief and asked, “You won’t just hear my piano sound next door. What?”

Mufan tells the truth: “I have something to look for, and it is about the teacher of Eromana. She needs your help.”

“Eroganga teacher?”

When I heard this, Yamada’s fairy was suddenly brightened, and quickly stood up from the chair and rummaged through the bedside clothes and pantyhose at a very fast speed.

“What about shoes? Shoes…..”

“No, what shoes are I wearing at home!”

…..

Mufan, who was standing outside, only heard a rush of footsteps in the room. It was not long before the door was pushed away from the inside.

Under the sunlight, the girl seems to have its own special effects. A beautiful golden long hair is tightly bound by a red headband with a bow. The petite and exquisite body has been covered with pink and white lace. The princess dress, the pure white leggings on the beautiful smooth legs under the skirt. The pretty student stood in front of Mufan’s eyes.

Just accidentally saw the whole fruit of Yamada Fairy, and now suddenly saw her wearing clothes, Mu Fan’s face is a little hot.

Oh, I didn’t expect that the child’s development was better than the yarn fog.

Yamada Goblin did not notice the change in Mu Fan’s face. He looked at him with an anxious question: “What is the teacher of Eromanga?”

Mu Fan quickly regained his sight. Since Yamada Goblin knew that the yarn fog was the teacher of Eromana, Mu Fan did not circle the door. He said: “Yesy fog has encountered some difficulties in the comics, so you need your help urgently. ”

“Get in!”

When Mu Fan had just finished speaking, the expression of Yamada Fairy became serious. He grabbed Mufan’s arm and took him to the house. Then he slammed the door.

Standing on the entrance, I saw the serious look of Yamada Fairy, and Murfan’s face twitched a few times: “Don’t be so careful?”

Yamada Goblin is a serious saying: “Erogan A teacher is me alone. Her things must not be heard by others. Otherwise, she may be taken away!”

Are you a lily!

Mufan’s face was a little black.

He feels that he shouldn’t come to Yamada Fairy today. From the tone of Yamada’s fairy, how do you always think that he is looking for Yamada Fairy to help her and the trend of the development of the yarn and the orange?

“Of course, some people can’t do anything. After all, luck is good, and the accident turns into the brother of Emero’s teacher.”

What is luck, I have a good brother as my sister!

Mu Fan rolled his eyes, lazy and Yamada fairy theory, put on shoes, led by Yamada Fairy, came to the sofa in the living room.

Yamada Fairy screamed that Murfan sat down and took a disposable paper cup to Murfan to pour a glass of water.

Sitting in the sofa in the living room, Mufan can just see the piano played by Yamada Leprechaun in the next room and the chair with the temperature of the girl. His heart beats and he hurriedly took a sip of water, and the feeling of coldness continued. Then, he suppressed his flustered heart.

“In fact, the cartoon of Yarn Fog lacks a material, I hope you can help her, as a material to let her draw.”

“what?”

The incredible color of Yamada’s fairy face: “As a material? I thought I wanted to write a script!”

Mu Fan gave her a look: “You shouldn’t need you on the plot? Am I not the author?”

“you?”

Yamada Leprechaun stood up, because the figure is relatively short, even if he just stood up, the height is only the same height that Mu Fan sat on the sofa. She crossed the small waist and was not convinced: “How do you compare this small street? On the size of my first name in the “FuLLDRiVe Library”!”

“You are clearly ranked 10th this week?”

Mu Fan took a mobile phone and pointed at the sales book on the FuLLDRiVe library list.

“How come, I was the first place last week! And you lie directly to the beautiful girl. You see that you are the kind of otaku who can’t find a girlfriend.”

Being directly dismantled by Mufan, the tone of Yamada’s fairy is somewhat uncomfortable: “Is it better than your street writer? Tell me about your new book. Let me see your sales, it must be a thousand times higher than you. !”

How exaggerated?

Have you sold more than 30,000 copies this week?

Mufan sighed helplessly, telling the truth: “Violet Eternal Garden.”

“What, what…”

Yamada’s goblin suddenly rounded up the beauty, as if it was stimulated. Before she came back, she jumped up. The petite body jumped from the ground and suddenly fluttered. I fell on Mufan’s body.

Her hand was pressed on Mufan’s chest, and the coincident two legs just sat on the waist of Mufan, riding on the waist of Mufan in the position of the duck sitting, a pretty face from Mufan’s face. Only less than five centimeters in distance.

Yamada Leprechaun stared at Mufan, and her heart was full of unwillingness.

She really didn’t think that the book that their publishing house had madly passed was actually written by Mufan.

In her constant approach to the eyes of inquiry, she and Mu Fan’s face were almost stuck together.

Seeing that Mo Fan had some evasive eyes, Yamada Goblin was unwilling to bite his teeth, and his hands clasped the neck of Mufan tightly, staring at Mufan’s eyes with a look of his eyes: “You said that you are the author of Violet Eternal Garden.” ?”

In fact, Yamada Fairy never pays attention to the sales of other authors, and has always been in his own small building to code his favorite words every day.

However, although I decided not to hear anything from the window, as a writer went to the FuLLDRiVe library to meet, I was still able to hear people discussing the current hot novel Violet Eternal Garden. Even the editors liked to read this novel, even let The authors use the style of the Violet Eternal Garden as an example to write novels.

It’s just that Yamada Goblin didn’t think that “Violet Eternal Garden” turned out to be the book written by the sorrowful dust that she always thought was the author of the street! ! !