"Ghost Face Lord, I want to tell you a story, okay?" Lin Jiajia continued to type.

"Speaking."

Lin Jiajia leaned her body against the pillow, chose a comfortable position, and started typing:

"Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Lanlan. Her parents died when Lanlan was very young. Lanlan was adopted by her uncle and grew up with her sister. Her uncle's family was very nice to her, and her sister was also very nice to her. Although Lanlan lost her parents, she still felt very happy.

Lanlan loved painting since she was a child. She had a dream that when she grew up, she would become the best painter in the world.

Lanlan has been working hard for this. She learns painting skills every day and improves her painting skills over time. She is very tiring to paint every day, but Lanlan is very happy.

One day, Lanlan and her sister went to Houmanan bamboo forest together and wanted to cut a few bamboos to make brushes.

The bamboo was very good, and Lanlan quickly chose the bamboo she liked. But when Lanlan was cutting the bamboo, she found that her sister had climbed up a stone wall. A bright red blood-scented bamboo grew on the cliff, which was very beautiful and exuded an attractive fragrance.

The stone wall was very steep, and my sister was very strong. Without any protection, she climbed onto the stone wall with her bare hands and grabbed the Blood-scented Bamboo with her own hands.

She used a knife to cut bamboo.

Then at this moment, the stones on her sister's feet actually loosened. She lost her center of gravity by stepping on her right foot, so she fell down with the broken blood-scented bamboo.

When Lanlan saw that her sister was in danger, she rushed up and caught her with both hands. However, her sister climbed very high, and at a distance of more than ten meters, Lanlan's arm could not withstand such a huge impact. In the end, her sister fell and injured her spine, and Lanlan herself injured her wrist. From then on, she would tremble every time she picked up the brush.

Lanlan can no longer draw.

My uncle's family was very sad, and my sister was also very guilty. She said she would take care of Lanlan forever.

Ke Lanlan was really sad. She didn't want to stay at home anymore. She wanted to leave that sad place. So Lanlan chose to travel alone.

After that, Lanlan walked through many places, she saw higher mountains, wider seas, eagles soaring in the sky, and elks galloping on the grasslands.

Lanlan felt that if her hands were not injured, her painting skills would definitely increase greatly due to what she saw and felt. Unfortunately, she could not draw anymore without if. So she thought of another way to record these unforgettable experiences with words.

Lanlan became a writer and gradually became famous.

Although I can't draw anymore, Lanlan can already support herself.

Lanlan has no fixed place to live, and the world is home.

Two years later, Lanlan came to a magical country where magic actually existed.

Lanlan likes novel things very much because she can write them down and record them in her works. A few days later, Lanlan found a magic house, which is said to be the owner of the magic house that can draw the best paintings in the world.

Lanlan easily met the owner of the Magic House. She was a beautiful girl, and her paintings were as beautiful as this hostess.

Lanlan swore that she had never seen such a beautiful painting.

The hostess was very enthusiastic and said she could draw a portrait of Lanlan.

Lanlan was very happy and became a model.

Seven days later, Lanlan's portrait was finally completed. She felt that she seemed to have come alive in the portrait. This feeling was very unreal.

At this time, the hostess told Lanlan that if she wanted to learn painting, she could stay in the magic room. As long as Lanlan stayed here, her hand flaws would not occur, and she could draw. But there was a condition that the magic room could not be guarded, and Lanlan would guard the magic room instead of the hostess.

Lanlan agreed without thinking.

She has been to too many places in two years. Now Lanlan doesn’t want to go anywhere. She just wants to draw and record what she has seen before with a brush.

The hostess left and Lanlan became the new owner of the Magic House.

Lanlan is very happy. She draws every day and has never left the Magic House.

Until one day, my sister appeared in front of Lanlan again….”

"What then?" Gao Jian found that Lin Jiajia's message was cut off at this point, so he sent a few words.

"The story is serialized, and the author has not written it out later." Lin Jiajia gave a smiley expression covering her mouth.

Break..., break the chapter?

You are worthy of being a Qidian writer, you are great!

But it’s right to think about it. If Lin Jiajia really adapted it from her own story, then Lin Jiajia herself doesn’t know what her sister wants to do after she appears.

So Kaven?

So is Lanlan and Jiajia related?

"Does Lanlan hate her sister?" Gao Jian asked a very critical question, which is related to Lin Jiajia's position.

"Hate it? Or don't hate it, I don't know. After all, Lanlan was raised by her uncle's family, and she also volunteered to save her sister. I think Lanlan's feelings for her sister should be very complicated." Lin Jiajia typed.

"Will Lanlan leave with her sister?" Gao Jian asked again.

"She doesn't, because Lanlan can no longer leave the Magic House." Lin Jiajia said.

Can't leave the Magic House?

Gao Jian thought for a while, and then he didn't understand what it meant.

It was so brain-burning. Gao Jian wanted to ask the bottom of the matter, but then he thought about it. He was pretending to be a master now and kept asking if it was appropriate. So he typed: "It's getting late, let's talk about this first today. I'll go take a shower."

"Thank you for listening to my nagging," Lin Jiajia typed.

"No, this is a very touching story."

After chatting on WeChat for a while, Lin Jiajia felt much more comfortable. She wanted to wash and sleep, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw Gao Jian walking in the living room with her body.

"Gao Jian, can you wear something at home? Isn't it eye-catching?"

Lin Jiajia was already angry about the previous frank meeting. Now, seeing Gao Jian’s shirtlessness, she remembered it again.

"You're all closed. Who knows that you can come out to see if I take off my clothes? What's wrong with you?" Gao Jian reached out and patted his chest muscles. But he looked up and looked at Lin Jiajia again, and immediately felt ashamed.

"You..., Gao Jian, go to death!" Lin Jiajia grabbed a pillow and smashed it at Gao Jian.

[Negative emotions from Lin Jiajia +748.]

Just a pillow, Gao Jian reached out and grabbed it, threw it back on the sofa. Then he went into the nearest bathroom first.

"Gao Jian, what are you doing?" Lin Jiajia was about to go in and wash, but was taken advantage of by Gao Jian.

"Take a bath, what's wrong? Together?" Gao Jianjian's voice came from the bathroom again and again.

"roll!"

Lin Jiajia yelled at the toilet door, and he actually went to take a shower too?

Something was wrong. Lin Jiajia discovered a problem. Why should I use "Yes"?
Chapter completed!