Title: Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!
Sub-Title: 让你写书,没让你交代犯罪记录
Author: Cabbage, cabbage, ah
website: mvlempyr
link:
https://www.mvlempyr.com/novel/asked-you-to-write-a-book-not-to-confess-your-criminal-record
Synopsis
Lin Chuan, a struggling writer, finally got his golden finger-the Career Life Experience System.
Randomly experiencing a profession, after the experience is over, novels will be generated based on Lin Chuan's experiences.
But Lin Chuan found that the professions he experienced were all too sketchy!
Swindler, Assassin, Hacker, Touch Gold Captain...
Corresponding novels were born: "Swindler," "Hacker Kingdom," "Touch Gold Notes," and others came into existence.
Before he knew it, his works became popular.
Selected reader comments:
"This book describes things too realistically, this is definitely an autobiography!"
"With you confessing and me confessing, Mr. Lin will end up in prison sooner or later."
"Author Lin Chuan (×), Suspect Mr. Lin (√)"
Unexpectedly, the reader's prophecy has come true!
The police showed up, "We suspect you're involved in serious illegal and criminal activities!"
Lin Chuan, "Huh?"
The police, "The crimes in your novels, they're your actual deeds, right?"
Lin Chuan's vision went dark.
Done for, I've written myself into the station, but I'm really not a criminal suspect!!!!!!
FOR OFFLINE PURPOSE ONLY!!! THIS STORY IS NOT MINE CREDITS TO THE REAL OWNER.
𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿 His 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲
"Damm, whenever you're in my arms, I feel like I might crush you. You're so delicate," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Huh?"
"It took me three years to hug you, and today you let him hug you, huh?" he asked, trying to control his anger.
"He is your brother," she said, trying to move from his grip.
"So what? It doesn't matter. We'v been married for a month, and you didn't allow me to kiss you. But today, you hug him? I'm very upset," he said, looking straight into her eyes.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"I'm a very loyal and possessive man. Just because I haven't kissed or touched you doesn't mean I can't. Now, what will you do to make it up to me?"
"I... I will..."
"You will what?"
"I will sit on your lap and feed you," she said.
"From now on, you'll do this every morning and night."