God Descends the Second Element

"It's not like this."

Shiina Mashiro raised her toes slightly, stretched out her hands to hold Wang Hao's wrist, her amber pupils condensed slightly, and her expression was more serious than before: "Hao is the best."

Hearing this, Wang Hao's face suddenly turned red. He was a little embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say. He could only turn around and said tremblingly: "Anyway, let's go upstairs first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Hao quickly went upstairs. Now he felt that his face was a little red, but he didn't hate this feeling.

He has always treated Mashiro as his sister. Why does the situation seem to be different today? Wang Hao felt that Zhenbai's feminine power had surged like never before, and it was as exciting as a dreamy goddess.

ah! What's going on with this sudden girlish feeling? Have you been teased? Isn't it shameful to say that? !

But to be honest, this was the first time he had seen Zhenbai like this, otherwise he wouldn't have been as flustered as before. He always felt that this child's personality had changed a lot since he came to Qiushui Villa.

Wang Hao sighed for a while and walked slowly to the door of the bedroom. Looking back, he found that Mashiro had also returned to the room, probably looking for the original manuscript of the comic.

"Didi didi——"

As soon as he walked into the bedroom, the cell phone in his pocket rang. Wang Hao took it out and opened it and found an email from Ayano Iida.

It didn't take long for him to read the entire email, and he casually replied with an understanding. After sending it, he closed the phone and gave a wry smile: "This guy is really cooing..."

The general content of the email sent by Ayano Iida is that it is too troublesome to clean up now, and I have a habit of drinking a few bottles of beer after returning home, so I can't drive, so I will come back tomorrow morning.

Wang Hao walked to the window and opened it. The refreshing breeze came in from the outside window, making people feel a lot fresher instantly. Without opening the window, the air in the bedroom would always feel a bit stuffy.

He stood by the window and stretched, moved his muscles, then turned around and sat down on the desk. He bent down and reached out to open the drawer below. Inside was the completed Dragon Ball manuscript but not yet submitted for serialization.

The thick stack of manuscripts still felt heavy in his hand, and he had spent a lot of time and effort creating them, but now they were of no use at all.

Thinking of this, he became a little melancholy and looked at the paper shredder next to him with hesitation.

"No, it's time to cut it off!"

After being confused for a moment, Wang Hao made up his mind again, stood up with the manuscript and walked to the large shredder next to him, discarding all the fruits of his previous labor!

Sometimes, if you take the wrong path and are still confused, you may still take the wrong path even if you start over.

When it's time to break, it's time to break. Only by giving up confusion can we start a new journey.

However, seeing the fruits of my labor being smashed one by one, to be honest, I still feel a little painful, but at this time my attitude must be firm.

"Dong dong dong——"

As the last manuscript completely disappeared from his hand, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Wang Hao raised his head and shouted, counting the time, it's time for Zhenshiro to come over.

There was a "click" and the door was opened. As expected, the person who came was none other than Mashiro Shiina.

What is somewhat concerning is that Mashiro has put on the white silk pajamas she usually wears when sleeping. It is a one-piece type. The skirt is not too long. Her slender calves reveal her snow-white skin. It is not That kind of sickly white, but red in the snow, looks extremely attractive.

Shiina Mashiro's whole body exudes a pure and sexy charm. The two are very contradictory, but on Mashiro's body, they don't look out of place at all. Instead, they give people an exclamation of "I see."

It feels like the atmosphere is starting to become ambiguous, and there is an illusion that the air is automatically turning pink. Mashiro seems to be a little different recently than before.

To put it more bluntly, who can withstand this!

"Hao, what's wrong?"

Shiina Mashiro tilted her head and looked at Wang Hao, who was in a daze. Only then did she react from her daze.

"It's okay, I'm just dazed for a moment!"

Wang Hao said with a rare blush, and quickly shook his head to let the distracting thoughts go away from his mind!

After calming down for a while, he suppressed the restlessness in his heart. He was a little afraid to look directly at Mashiro. He looked at the document bag in Shiina Mashiro's hand. He could tell without guessing that it contained the five seconds in it. The original manuscript, but still asked symbolically: "Is this the original manuscript?"

"Um."

Shiina Mashiro nodded and handed over the document bag in his hand.

Wang Hao reached out and took the document bag, carefully opened it, and took out the original manuscript as if it were a precious treasure.

When he saw the content of the manuscript for the first time, his whole person was stunned, or it could be said that the impact on his brain at this moment was so strong that he temporarily forgot to think. He now felt like he was thirsty in the desert. A person who has been waiting for a long time suddenly came to the oasis and discovered the cool spring. His whole body was trembling, and he felt an indescribable touch!

too strong!

This kind of painting style that makes people addicted to it at first glance is really terrifying. In terms of painting talent, Mashiro has almost reached the realm of gods. This is definitely not a joke!

Although this is just a comic, the picture in front of you is so good that you can't fault it. It can be seen that hard work has been done, and Mashiro also used several difficult techniques in the painting. This is a problem in the entire comics industry. Not a few.

How to describe it specifically?

Well, Wang Hao thought about it carefully for a while. This is the same as "Vagabond" created by Takehiko Inoue in his previous life.

Although the two are not the same type, they can be said to belong to the style of fairy painting.

There was a soft drizzle outside the window, and the raindrops were beating on the window. The man looked out the window with an indifferent expression. His whole person revealed an indescribable loneliness from the inside out, and he looked very mature.

"call--"

Wang Haoran took a deep breath. This was just the first scene at the beginning, which already gave him a great shock.

He moved his eyes downwards impatiently and began to browse the next content.

......... Time passed slowly, and Wang Hao didn't know how much time he spent, because the comic manuscript in his hand was so attractive that he temporarily forgot everything about the outside world and just wanted to read the manuscript with all his heart. , for fear of missing something, I finally finished reading the manuscript in my hand.

Looking at the manuscript in his hand, he didn't know what to say. He couldn't believe that the manga name he gave Mashiro a few days ago could be created to such a perfect level. It was unbelievable! !