His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

In the endless blank land, everything that enters the eyes is nothingness, but the deafening drumming sound in the empty space is like a shock from the sky, drinking the vibration of the air, each sound is shocking.

However, amid such passionate beating of drums, there were bursts of cursing, and the intensity of cursing was no less than that of drums.

Wrong, wrong! The rhythm is out of order! Where is your rhythm!

No, no, no! This place is coming soon! I can't connect!

Half a beat slower! Your right hand! Go faster!

Did you not eat! Show your strength! How can such a drum be seen!

The movement is wrong, the rhythm is not enough, the resonance is too short! You are the worst student I have ever seen!

Ten minutes of rest!

Almost when the word rest came out, Han Fei lay on the ground and couldn't get up. She opened her mouth and panted heavily, like a fish jumping onto the shore. Her back was drenched with sweat. I just washed her over and over again.

So tired...

I was so tired that my eyes were blurred, my fingers were still trembling after beating drums, my arms were so sore that I couldn't lift them up, and my whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

This kind of practice has been going on for the eighth day, no, it is eight days outside, and she has been training in this blank place for no less than three months, and there is no sense of time passing in such a place, she can only live forever. Endless drumming, and the voice floating from the air is like her teacher, an extremely strict teacher.

Han Fei has never been scolded like this in her life. She almost cried a few times before, but she held her breath in her heart, and she just carried it off.

But even if she tried her best to contact her, the voice never praised her, as if she would always have endless faults. This kind of frustration was quite uncomfortable in Han Fei's heart.

After resting for a long time, Han Fei barely got up and picked up the drumsticks on the ground. Even though her arms were swollen and painful, she still didn't let go.

How do you say something?

oh! The road you choose must be walked on your knees!

Come again!

Han Fei roared at the sky with pride.

Another round of painful and happy baptism.

When Han Fei got away from the blank place, she had already opened her eyes on the bed, and a tidal wave of exhaustion flooded up, and Han Fei couldn't even reach out and scratch her head for a while.

Come on host!

The system silently liked it.

Han Fei replied unhappily: Aside from this sentence, you can't say anything else!

Then tell you one thing, the day after tomorrow is a celebration, you need a suit!

Han Fei was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at her own fat arms and legs, and said sadly, What can I wear with my body shape?

The host cannot be passive and slack in work!

Okay, okay, where do you think there are clothes?

Hey, host, please look!

In an instant, a page opened in Han Fei's mind, with countless windows floating on it, and all kinds of dazzling clothes were displayed in the windows, in various styles.

Han Fei rubbed her eyes, let out a wow, and looked at it with great interest until she saw the price below, and her face turned black!

Don't buy it, don't buy it! What to buy! One of his mother's clothes is almost three or four white star coins! I have no money! I have no money!

Does the host need a loan?

The system is step-by-step.

Han Fei became vigilant. The old system has always tempted her to borrow star coins to buy some things recently. This uneasiness and kindness is really suspicious. More importantly, Han Fei doesn't want to owe money at all!

The money for that set of acupuncture has not been paid yet!

Wait, speaking of acupuncture, it seems...it's the appointed time again.

Han Fei relaxed involuntarily, climbed out of bed with difficulty, and hummed softly.

Is the host really not up to anything?

Not buying.

The system did not give up, These clothes all have attributes added! For example, this set! It can increase the charm of the host by ten percent!

Ten percent increase is still a big fat woman.

...

Oh, but there haven't been any missions released recently?

Taobao said weakly: The mission system has been upgraded recently, so the host's mission will be greatly reduced.

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief and felt happier.

Is the host going to meet the male god?

Yes, the appointed time has come.

Host, please bring a gift to your male god!

Han Fei stopped and raised her eyebrows, A gift?

That's right! Appropriate gifts can increase your favorability! There will be many prizes for increasing your male god's favorability!

The system continued to be tempting, but this time it attracted Han Fei.

Han Fei saw the reward last time, and she couldn't help but make small calculations. No matter how many tasks she did, she couldn't match the ups and downs of the male god's mood. It seemed that this deal was a good deal?

Although the prices of the products in the system are a bit low, they are really good. Unfortunately, she, a poor ghost, can't buy them. For example, she has almost never seen some Chinese herbal medicines in modern times, but she doesn't want to be able to buy them here!

But of course, she didn't have the money to buy it.

I really want it...

All right! Just bring a gift to your boyfriend!

Hey, the host has finally enlightened and knows the importance of pleasing the male god!

Han Fei touched her chin and began to think about what to give.

He doesn't seem to be short of anything, nor is he interested in anything... What to give...

While thinking about it, Han Fei opened the drawer and took out the ribbon inside. She was stunned, and then blurted out: That's right! Give me a ribbon!

The man's black hair was always tied lazily with a ribbon, looking casual and damn sexy.

Han Fei shamefully admitted that for a moment, she was also fascinated.

Slowly, an idea came to mind.

Han Fei started to mess around.

On the other side, the moonlight gradually darkened, and the man looked out of the window at the moon that was mostly covered by clouds, his eyes sank slightly.

The hand on the armrest tapped lightly, seemingly with a trace of impatience.

Haifeng watched his nose, not daring to speculate that the current prince seems to be wrong.

The thin lips under the mask slowly tightened, she was late.

Bang bang bang.

Your Majesty! Han Fei is here!

The airy voice made the tightly pursed thin lips slowly loosen, and a trace of a smile that was not a smile was raised.

After Han Fei got the answer, she opened the door and went in. Seeing the man sitting on the chair as usual, she couldn't help showing a big smile, and her face was still flushed from running all the way.

Han Fei wiped off her sweat, ran forward in a hurry, showed her big white teeth, and shouted to Qin Che familiarly: My lord, I'm here!

This sentence was originally Han Fei's practice. In the past, that person would not respond, but for the first time, she saw that person opened his mouth, and a single syllable popped out.

Um.

At this moment, Han Fei's heart was damn disobedient again.