GodfallTwo-dimensional

Chapter 59 Bad Posture

"Then, do you know the speed of five centimeters per second?"

"what?"

"At least you have to think about it yourself, Guishu."

"I do not know."

"It's the speed at which the cherry blossoms are falling, five centimeters per second."

……

The picture of the peerless is not affected by these few words, it is better to say that it gives a faint warmth. I haven't read the name of this novel yet, but An Yilun clearly knows the speed of the cherry blossoms falling, at five per second. The speed of centimeters is slowly falling, which is exactly five centimeters per second.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and the beautiful things in the world will be transformed into streamers and transmitted in. It can be said that this background image has also become a cherry-colored light, washing his heart.

"hiss--"

The fingers that were stiff in the air began to move, and the mouse was gently rolled, and An Yilun also took a breath. The poor word count and the terrifying click formed a sharp contrast. The score on the side was also as high as 9.7 points. This little website has attracted so many people just by relying on this work.

Not scrolling to read the comments below is one of the things that An Yi Lun can't tolerate the most, and it's also a very common thing. I hate any spoilers in advance.

He suddenly remembered that nightmarish day. He just bought a long-awaited new work. He didn't expect that he accidentally collided with someone as soon as he walked out of the store. As a result, the game fell to the ground. The comrade picked it up with glowing eyes and gave it to him.

It's still a normal plot here, and then something painful happened to him, because the Azhai who bumped into him felt apologetic, and then told the plot development of the game with great interest.

At that moment, he suddenly lost interest in the game he had been looking forward to for a long time and had spent a lot of time working for it...

But this time, no one was spoiling the spoiler. An Yilun also calmed down and was a little curious as to why [-]cm per second attracted so many people. You must know that this is an obscure website, and other well-known big names Websites are not comparable at all.

As for data fraud?In this regard, he would not believe it anyway, because the author of this book was a good friend by his side. If he didn't trust his own friends, he would probably be alone for a lifetime.

I clicked on the catalog with a speed of [-] centimeters per second. The first chapter, Cherry Blossoms, has only four short chapters. Although I already know the number of words, I will inevitably be a little disappointed. It would be better if it could be longer.

"Eh——, I hope it can really bring an accident to me..."

An Yilun also lightly opened Chapter 1 of the cherry blossom copy, and appreciated this work with a calm heart. With such a beautiful and warm background picture, the work itself must not be far behind.

……

"Ho."

The soft voice came quietly, and I couldn't even hear the footsteps on the floor. Shiina Mashiro came behind Wang Hao at some point, which made him a little startled. Mashiro's stealth skills are almost comparable to Kato Megumi. .

Kato Megumi and Shiina Mashiro's sense of existence is like a world apart. They belong to the same lovely beautiful girls. Shiina Mashiro has various auras. No matter where they go, they are destined to attract attention. Why is Kato Megumi's sense of existence so thin Almost invisible, even if there is a gap, it will not be so big.

No matter how much he thinks about this, Wang Hao can't figure it out, and the strange thing is why he mentions Kato's name at this time...

"Come on, have you brought the 'comic work' properly?"

Wang Hao shook his head. Of course he knew how Mashiro came in, because the door to his room was deliberately half-closed, so that it would be easier for Shiina Mashiro to come in.

If you close the door properly, there may be unexpected bloody plots. After all, this is a girl without common sense, but this stealth skill is really scary.

In addition, he deliberately bit his pronunciation on the 'comic work'. He didn't want to wait for another art work of Mashiro, which would undermine his confidence in painting. Not everyone has the talent of Mashiro, most of them It is normal for people to feel inferior in front of her.

Although Wang Hao doesn't feel inferior, but after seeing those works, he always feels that the gap between Zhenbai and himself is too big. She is too far away, like lying on the grass and reaching out to reach the sky.

Compared with Shinshiro, who is at his fingertips, he really doesn't like this sense of distance.

"I brought it, here it is!"

Shiina Mashiro held a thick stack of paper in both hands, bent over and handed it over, like a student who didn't come on time and handed in his homework to the teacher, but this student seemed to be a little too calm, but this kind of Mashiro is not better?
"Let me read your manuscript first. If you don't mind, just sit on the chair next to you and wait."

After taking over the thick stack of manuscripts, Wang Hao weighed the weight in his hand, and the original manuscript was half that of a normal rookie cartoonist.

"Yeah." Shiina Mashiro nodded, walked gently to Wang Hao's side and stopped, looking around the room.

Wang Hao didn't care. Many girls would subconsciously observe their surroundings when they entered a room of the opposite sex for the first time. Even boys were no exception. Now what he has to do is to read Zhenbai's works carefully.

When he opened the first page of the manuscript, the exquisite style of painting immediately attracted his full attention. Before he could open the second page with curiosity, a soft object suddenly sat on his lap, with a faint fragrance. Come on.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Wang Hao looked down, the anger in his body suddenly rushed up, his voice seemed very dry, and he rolled his throat with difficulty.

At this time, Shiina Mashiro was sitting on top of him in a very bad posture, because Wang Hao usually sat on the chair in the room and habitually spread his legs, and Mashiro took advantage of this gap to take advantage of the space, and that thrilling softness Stimulate his rational limits.

The girl was lying in his arms, looking down from the top, she could see that the long soft light yellow hair fell vertically. It smelled like her own shampoo, but it made Wang Hao's mouth dry. .

Even through the clothes, he could clearly feel the softness, and the delicate body in his arms had a charming aroma that he had never smelled before.

"I want to be with Hao."

Shiina Mashiro raised his head slightly, and the amber pupils without a trace of firework stared straight at him, the slight phoenix eyes revealing innocence, and under her gaze, Wang Hao's anger gradually extinguished.

"Then let's watch it together, but you have to be obedient and don't move."

With a helpless bitter smile, for the pure and elf-like true white, it should be caring and pity, and there should be no blasphemous thoughts.

(End of this chapter)