Roll in the arms of the iceberg boss

In the next period of time, Bo Shuohan tormented Cheng Jin several times in different ways, until the little fox was so angry that his face was flushed and he was about to run away, so he let him go and let him eat first.

The food was delivered by someone arranged by Bai Lian, and the chef of Jinshiyuan cooks it himself. The taste is so delicious that Cheng Jin almost swallowed his tongue.

After finishing the three dishes and one soup, and eating two more bowls of white rice, Cheng Jin collapsed on the sofa, rubbed his chubby belly, and burped in an unsightly way.

"Do you know the owner of this restaurant? Can you ask if they accept apprentices? No tuition fees, just three meals a day."

After waiting for a long time, no one answered, Cheng Jin struggled to support his round belly, straightened up and looked on the bed.

Bo Shuohan half leaned against the head of the bed, with his black eyes tightly closed, he fell asleep at some point.He still holds half-processed documents in his hand.

"Finally fell asleep."

Cheng Jin muttered something, looked at the moon hanging in mid-air, and then glanced at Bao Shuohan who was still frowning even in his sleep, scratched his head, and felt a faint remorse on his chest.

Bo was injured and needed more rest.But in order to complete the task, not only did he hang on all the time, but he also got involved with the nonsense surnamed Bo, which was indeed a bit too much.

However, those who should be poisoned should still be poisoned.

After all, he really didn't want to dance in public.

Covering his mouth, he yawned slightly, and Cheng Jin poked the system.

"Give me the song."

He also just learned that the system can directly print certain things, such as songs, into his mind without bothering to memorize them.

When he first found out, he was overjoyed, thinking that it would be too convenient, if he went to participate in competitions like the strongest brain, he would definitely be the No. 1 well-deserved.

Later, the system bluntly said that this function was just to put more things in his mind, and it was not as powerful as he thought at all, telling him not to dream.

He reluctantly gave up the idea.

The system obeyed obediently, "Okay, host."

Cheng Jin just blinked, and the system agreed, and immediately after, he had the memory of Shibamo's song in his mind.

After reading the lyrics silently, Cheng Jin's face turned into charcoal, and his eyebrows frowned.

"Speaking seriously, are you really a deadly system, not some perverted, wretched system?"

"The song you sent me is a shameless person, so you're too embarrassed to sing it?"

The sound of the system being questioned remained the same, a cold machine without any emotional fluctuations.

"In answer to the host, our system has undergone strict review and screening, and the tasks released are all qualified and within the acceptable scale of the host."

"Then your scale is really big enough."

Cheng Jin rolled his eyes, too lazy to talk to the system.

He stood far away from the hospital bed, with strong shame in his heart, and started to do the task with a grim face.

"When you touch the beautiful woman, your fine feet"

"Second touch smooth as brocade skin moisturizes and soft as brocade"

……

……

Cheng Jin couldn't continue singing until he reached sixteen touches, his white jade-like face blushed almost to the point of bleeding, he stared at the system and asked the system.

"Is that enough? I'm done singing."

If he continued to sing, he felt that he would be like a ripe tomato, which would explode when pinched.

The system's answer seemed particularly cruel and ruthless, "If you don't hear the reminder that the task is completed, the host needs to continue singing."

Cheng Jin: "..."

Really want to know how to get this ghost system out.

"Host, please note that when doing a task, if the time interval exceeds 30 seconds, it means the task has failed."

"Eight seconds left."

damn it.

Cheng Jin was like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, jumping his feet angrily, so he had to continue singing.

At this moment, Bo Shuohan's eyelids trembled slightly on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, frowned and asked, "What are you doing? Why are you so noisy?"

Cheng Jin, who sang the last two lines, looked at Bo Shuohan in horror, his voice was stuck in his throat, and he almost choked himself to death.