Chapter 1 National Service First Whisper
"I will give you two months in the end. I can't find anyone anymore. Don't participate in this year's World Championship SOG."
The person opposite is anxious: "Wait for me to check again, I heard that there is an anchor named Whisper who has good game technology..."
"Beep toot..."
There was a busy tone on the phone.
Jin hung up the phone, and the gloomy aura made the servants in the living room chill.
Jin threw the phone on the sofa at will:
"What about others?"
Housekeeper Lu lowered his head and dared not look at him, with a respectful attitude: "Little Master is in the room."
"No trouble?"
Jin looked in the direction of the second floor.
One month ago, his father decided to adopt a child of unknown origin and gave him full authority over the adoption.
And he...
Let his subordinates directly tie people to the villa and leave them in the villa for a whole month.
Housekeeper Lu looked embarrassed: "No, no trouble."
There is no trouble, the young master seems to be on vacation in a leisurely manner.
Jin finally showed a look of satisfaction, and stepped to the guest room on the second floor.
"Boom boom boom."
In the room, Qinian heard a knock on the door, and quickly clicked on the webpage to minimize it.
When Jin pushed the door and entered, what he saw was an empty computer wallpaper...
and a furry head.
"come out."
Jin's voice is cold and not the slightest temperature, more like a person "come out and die"!
"Oh."
Qinian lazily stepped on slippers and followed him downstairs.
Jin looked at the exquisite evildoer boy opposite, straightforwardly making three chapters:
"From now on, I will be your titular brother, and there will be no shortage of food, drink, housing and transportation that I should give you, but I hope you remember the following points—
First, I'm very busy, don't bother me when I'm fine.
Secondly, be sober and don't try to get affection from me.
Thirdly, my bedroom and study are absolutely forbidden, and I cannot enter without permission.
The above three points, I hope you can do it. "
Qinian rolled her eyes in her heart, but she pretended to be cute:
"Oh, got it."
Jin is satisfied with her good behavior.
"I'm sleepy, I'll go back to my room to sleep for a while." Qinian said with a tired expression.
Jin nodded.
The moment Qinian returned to the room and closed the door, his sleepiness was wiped out, and he smiled and raised his eyebrows:
"Who does he want to go to the grave with the paralyzed face of the dead man?!"
"Host, converge a little bit..."
The little milk voice of System 438 sounded in Qinian's mind.
The scolding downstairs almost heard.
Qinian waved his hand and returned to the computer desk, because she suddenly hung up just now, and the game was unsurprisingly lost.
[A little green in the ten thousand flowers: Whisper, how about you? ! ]
[Keep on, someone is squatting on me with 98k, come and help! ]
[dad! grandfather! Ancestors! The best whisper in the world, you are coming soon! ]
[...My heart is dead, destroy it.jpg]
After the last message, a screenshot of the character fell to the ground and died.
"Host, really don't tell Jin, are you whisper?"
System 438 looked at this scene and couldn't help but speak.
Qimei danced her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows, with a dangerous smile at the corners of her mouth:
"What is the first of the three chapters of the appointment?"
The first...
I'm very busy, don't bother me if it's okay!
438: "..."
It obediently shut its mouth, and lit a candle to Jin in his heart.
Brother walks well all the way, may heaven be painless qwq.
"I am a whisper such a trivial thing, so I don't need to tell a busy person like Shen."
Qinian sat on the gaming chair, turned on the microphone, and entered the live broadcast room.
①Sweet pets are not abused, wear texts, and male and female masters pretend to be pigs and tigers.
②The heroine Qinian, madly pulls the waves, and Zuan sprays the child.
③The male protagonist is suffering from a horrible disease, and his memory is at the pinnacle of mankind.
④The four elder brothers have different degrees of blackening, and the perverted brother's behavior has nothing to do with the author. Please be precise and not hurt by mistake.
(End of this chapter)