The Low Force System Has Always Wanted Me to Dress As a Woman

After calling several times, Zhenbai didn't respond, Jingomiya Rin put the rice on the table and walked upstairs. The girl seemed to be dead when she entered the room, and she didn't see her coming down to take a look when she made such a big noise downstairs. , I really put painting in the first place.

Rin Jingomiya was a little jealous.

"I'm in."

Without the habit of knocking on the door, Jingu Rin pushed open the door and walked in. Sure enough, the room was exactly the same as in the morning, with underwear and panties thrown everywhere. This is heaven for some people. Jingu Rin is in a mess. Look, this house is really nice, let's visit more in the future.

Mashiro buried her head in front of the computer and didn't know what she was busy with. Jingomiya Rin didn't respond from entering the door to standing behind her, just focusing on the screen in front of her.

Although this child's life skills are extremely poor, he is very proficient in operating computers. Maybe it's because painting needs to be used to learn it, and he is willing to put his heart into things that interest him?

"Zhenbai, Zhenbai... I'm going down to eat."

Jingu Rin yelled loudly, but Zhenbai didn't even look at him as if he was deliberately ignoring him, which made Jingu Rin super unhappy, Master Ben is talking to you, look at me.

Jingu Rin, who felt that he was being ignored, reached out and pinched Zhenbai's face. The soft and smooth touch made him very useful. Zhenbai's skin is very good, as white as milk, and it feels very comfortable to the touch. It is almost the same as Jingu Rin himself. Some are compared.

"Rin, your face hurts."

With his cheeks being pulled, Mashiro finally stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked at Jingu Rin with those indifferent eyes, and combined with the actions of the two at this time, Jingu Rin was really good at bullying girls.

"You still ignore me when you know it hurts. If you ignore me in the future, it won't be a face to pinch." where?

As far as cats are concerned, cats can get very angry if left unattended and will do super-excessive things.

"If Rin wants to pinch, pinch it. Although it will hurt, but if Rin, I will bear it."

Zhenbai obediently let Jingong Rin pinch her face, and his cute face was rubbed by him, but Zhenbai just didn't say anything, she was always obedient in a special place.

"...Forget it, just be obedient in the future."

She is so obedient, but Jingong Rin is a little bit unable to do it. After letting go of her hand, she rubbed it reassuringly. It should not be broken.

"Don't you pinch Rin? Other places are also fine."

"No, thank you, thank you..."

Why didn't she play her cards according to the routine!

After confirming that Jingu Rin didn't want to continue touching herself, Mashiro turned his attention to the computer again, and swiped the drawing board with a pen in his hand. The superb painting skills were vividly displayed on the screen. It was obviously only a black and white composition, but But it gives people a super visual impact, which is worthy of true white.

Jingu Rin looked at it slowly from the back. Mashiro's painting is very good, the style is beautiful and realistic, the proportion of the body is almost perfect, the cute heroine, the male protagonist of shoujo manga, the girly atmosphere is very strong, it is very suitable for Mashiro.

But... this can be used as the cover CG, isn't it too much?

Jingu Rin felt something was wrong when he looked at it. He reached out and held the mouse from behind, and the pulley rolled all the way up. It was really like this.

"cold?"

Huahua was interrupted, and Mashiro stared at Jingu Rin's face all the time, seeing his face getting more and more wrong, Mabai quietly slowed down her breathing, and she, who had always been indifferent, felt nervous.

"Rin, how is the drawing?"

"Surely, you will be a good painter, but this appearance alone is not enough for manga."

Although he doesn't have much work, he reads a lot.

Seeing his fingers moving faster and faster, Cong savored carefully at the beginning, and finally passed by, Zhenbai made a small sound.

"Rin, it's boring."

"It's also right to say boring things, because apart from the style of painting that makes people want to boast, the rest... there is nothing worth remembering."

Rin Jingu told the truth, after reading these things, the only thing that can give people an impression is her superb painting skills.

"You have to make it more interesting. The hero and heroine should have their own characteristics. Use pictures to tell stories. This is what you have to learn."

"Rin, teach me."

Mashiro pushed away the chair and stood up, facing Jingu Rin and said solemnly, the girl who has always given people a light and light feeling showed her strong will in front of Jingu Rin for the first time, and sure enough, Rin can help to your own.

Teach her... I don't even know how to teach her, so how should I teach her?It's easy to say, but in practice... No matter, I am so strong, I can definitely do it!

The big deal is to ask Low to force her to dress up as a cartoonist, and with her status as a best-selling novelist, it's just to teach her the ability to tell stories, simple.

"I'll talk about the comics later. Come down and have dinner with me now. No matter what you want to do, filling your stomach is the most important thing."

Jingomiya Rin pushed Mashiro out of the room and ate.

(Thanks to Penglai Shan Huiye, Bell Cranney for the reward)

第150九章 互相喂食

"Rin, what is this?"

Mashiro sat at the dining table, pointing at the rice in front of him.

"Bento, it's already heated up, eat it quickly."

"But I want to eat Rin's cooking."

It is very rare for the pet girl to be misbehaving. She put her chopsticks on the lunch box and refused to eat such food. Although she didn't show it, Mashiro was looking forward to what Jingu Rin made. He said that he had never done it before. Fan, Zhenbai wants to be the first person to taste his craft.

Jingu Rin said that he was going to cook for himself, but he was not happy if he didn't eat the food he made.

"Don't think about it, ordinary people don't want to eat the things I cook."

Jingu Rin rejected Zhenshiro's request, and at the same time untied the bow on his head and put it aside. When eating and bowing his head, he flickered, a bit uncomfortable. After all, he doesn't have long hair like the original owner, so it can't be blamed if it is not tied tightly. He, this suit saved his life just now, so he must treasure it carefully.

"Rin, you're so cute."