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

In the endless blank place, where you can see is nothingness, except for the deafening drumming in the empty space, which is as shocking as the sky, and the trembling of drinking air shakes people's hearts.

However, such a vigorous drumbeat was accompanied by bursts of curse, and the intensity of the curse was not inferior to that of the drum.

"Wrong wrong! The rhythm is chaotic! Where is your rhythm!"

"That's not right, right, right! This place is coming soon! Can't connect!"

"Half a beat! Your right hand! Be faster!"

"Have you not eaten! Take out your strength! How can such drums be visible!"

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

"Ten minutes to rest!"

Almost when the word rest came out, Han Fei just slapped on the ground and couldn't get up. She opened her mouth and panted like a fish jumping to the shore, soaked with sweat behind her body. Wash her directly over and over again.

So tired...

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

This kind of practice has been going on for the eighth day, no, eight days outside, and she has been training in this blank place for no less than three months. There is no sense of time passing in such a place, she can only eternal Drumming endlessly, and the sound floating in 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, and she sighed in her heart and just carried it down.

But even if she tried desperately to contact her, this voice never praised her, as if she would always make mistakes. Such frustration was quite uncomfortable in Han Fei's heart.

After resting for a long time, Han Fei reluctantly got up and picked up the drumsticks on the ground, even if her arms were swollen and painful, she still did not let go.

How do you say it?

Oh! Kneeling down on the path you choose!

"Come again!"

Han Fei shouted at the sky with pride.

It was another baptism of pain and happiness.

When Han Fei got out of the blank place, she was already lying on the bed and opened her eyes, and the tiredness like a tide surged up. Han Fei couldn't even reach out and scratch her head for a while.

"Come on, host!"

The system silently praised it.

Han Fei replied uncomfortably: "Are you not going to say anything other than this sentence!"

"Then tell you one thing, the day after tomorrow is the celebration, you need a set of clothes!"

Han Fei was taken aback, then glanced at her own fat arms and legs, and said sadly, "What can't I wear with my figure?"

"The host cannot be passively sabotaged!"

"Okay, then where do you have clothes?"

"Hey, please see the host!"

In an instant, Han Fei opened a page in her mind with countless windows floating on it. Inside the windows were all kinds of dazzling clothes, in all styles.

Han Fei rubbed her eyes, wowed, and watched with great interest, until she saw the price below, her face turned black!

"If you don't buy it, you can't buy it! What to buy! A piece of his **** clothes is almost three or four white stars! I have no money! No money!"

"Does the host need a loan?"

The system is good at temptation.

Han Fei is wary. The system, the immortal, has always tempted her to borrow Starcoin to buy something recently. This uneasy and kindness is really doubtful. More importantly, Han Fei doesn't want to owe money at all!

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

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

Han Fei's mood relaxed involuntarily, and she climbed out of the bed with difficulty, humming softly.

"Does the host really not come with a set?"

"Not buying."

The system does not give up, "These clothes have attributes added! For example, this one! Can increase the charm of the host by 10%!"

"A ten percent increase is still a big fat woman."

"..."

"Oh, there are no missions released recently?"

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

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief and felt more happy.

"The host is going to see the male god?"

"Yes, the appointed time is up."

"The host brings a gift to the male god!"

Han Fei stopped her movements and raised her eyebrows, "Gift?"

"Yes! Appropriate gifts can increase your favorability! There will be many prizes for the favorability of male gods!"

The system continues to behave well, but this time it attracted Han Fei.

The last reward Han Fei saw, this made her unable to help but make small calculations. No matter how many tasks she did, her mood would not be as high as the mood of the male god. It seemed that this deal was very cost-effective?

Although the prices of the system's products are a little pitted, the things are really good, but unfortunately she can't buy it. For example, some Chinese herbal medicines, she has hardly seen in modern times, but she doesn't want to buy them here!

But of course, she has no money to buy it.

I really want it...

Ok! Just bring a gift to the male god!

"Hey, the host has finally gotten to know the importance of pleasing the male god!"

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

"He doesn't seem to be short of anything, and he doesn't seem to be interested in anything...what to give..."

As Han Fei thought, she opened the drawer and took out the silk ribbon inside. Her face was startled, and she blurted out: "That's right! Give us a ribbon!"

That man's black hair is always lazily tied with a silk ribbon, looking casual and **** sexy.

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

Slowly, an idea came to my mind.

Han Fei started to play tricks.

On the other side, the moonlight slowly darkened, and the man looked at the moon outside the window, which was mostly covered by clouds, his eyes sinking slightly.

The hand placed on the armrest tapped once and again, as if there was a hint of impatience.

Haifeng looked at his nose and dared not guess that the current prince seemed to be wrong.

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

"Bang bang bang."

"Lord prince! Han Fei is here!"

The full of breath made the tight thin lips slowly loosened, and a slight arc of a smile rose.

After Han Fei got the answer, she opened the door and went in. As always, seeing the man sitting on the chair, she couldn't help showing a big smile, and her face was flushed all the way.

Han Fei wiped off his sweat, hurried forward, exposing her big white teeth, and yelled familiarly to Qin Che: "Master, here I am!"

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

"Ok."

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