System: If you are confessed, you cannot write a novel

Mo Wenjing's eyes made the man shudder. This is the first time a man strikes up a conversation and feels the pressure. She said:

"Of course, how do you want to know me? Love after a long time or love at first sight?"

"what?"

The man didn't expect Mo Wenjing to say these words at all, and he didn't know what to say in the chatting skills that had been tried and tested.

Seeing the man stunned, Mo Wenjing opened the WeChat QR code and said:

"Come on, we can talk slowly."

Mo Wenjing found out that her identity as a killer was completely contradictory to Huobo's optimism.

How numb is a person who often kills before he can be as numb and optimistic as a normal person after killing?
She couldn't play it, but she showed her aggressive killing intent to the fullest. The man who struck up a conversation completely lost the initiative, and this was the first time he hadn't succeeded.

It seems that this opposite sex makes men feel that they can't grasp it, but they finally added contact information to each other. Mo Wenjing looked at the man and said with a charming smile:

"Are you satisfied? Go back, read a few more books, let's make an appointment when we have a chance."

"Ah, good, good, make an appointment, definitely make an appointment."

"Bye-Bye."

Mo Wenjing looked at the blatant killing methods in the novel, and always felt a sense of familiarity. The killing methods of the characters made him feel familiar.

When the man left, he glanced at the book Mo Wenjing was reading, and immediately confirmed that this woman really couldn't control herself.

Mo Wenjing was able to find pleasure from these novels. For a few moments, she seemed to have found her lost self.

first floor.

Ren Yi sat at the front desk in a daze, and a woman's voice said:

"Bill, please."

Ren Yi looked up and saw that it was Huang Jiao. She said:
"Long time no see, Brother Ren Yi."

"It's you, Sister Jiao, please stay safe."

"If you don't meet us when you come back, do you not regard us as friends?"

That's the fact, but Ren Yi didn't say anything, he directly said:

"Everyone is busy, sister Jiao, are you here to buy books?"

"Then how many copies do I want, do you want to send them?"

"sure."

"Then send me all the novels you wrote home."

"I'm afraid that won't work. Sister Jiao must also know that I am a prolific author. This bookstore has at least a few hundred copies. If I want to give them all to Sister Jiao, then I will be at a loss."

"Are you still afraid of losing money?"

"Still scared."

"It seems that you are more suitable to be a businessman."

"I'm not very interested. It's better to be a freelance writer."

"I came here to discuss cooperation with you. I have a publishing house. Otherwise, we will cooperate. I also know some authors. I want to put all my novels into the market. Together online and offline, your bookstore is now a It's the largest bookstore in Yuncheng, and if a small publishing house like mine seeks cooperation with you, can it be appreciated?"

"Sister Jiao is joking, I welcome author friends to cooperate, let more people come into contact with different literary charms, and have a sense of renaissance."

"Sure enough, it's the author. I can really think about it. Then let's make an appointment to go out and talk?"

"Okay, let me see tomorrow."

"Okay, don't squeeze me too much."

"Sister Jiao was joking, by the way, sister Jiao, what are you doing next?"

"Aren't people who write books the most leisurely? Why? You want to make a date with me?"

"Sister Jiao has changed a lot, and she has become more humorous. I want to ask sister Jiao to do me a favor."

"You also ask me for help sometimes? It's so rare, you say, I'm sure I'd be happy."

"Please help me shop."

"1 yuan an hour."

"It's too expensive, I give up the idea."

"Just kidding, do what you want to do."

"Okay, I'm not going anywhere, I just want to go to the bookstore by myself."

"What? I saw the woman who was moved by me go in?"

"I saw an old friend go in."

"Male and female?"

"female."

"Go ahead, I shouldn't have asked."

Ren Yi didn't say anything, just went in, Huang Jiao looked at his back and thought;
"How can there be a man who exudes charm that shouldn't be at this age? He is so charming. If he is 20 years younger, even if he is ten years old, I am willing to pursue him desperately. '

Ren Yi searched carefully from the first floor to the second floor, followed by three, four, and five, and Mo Wenjing was not found after searching all over.

Just as he was going up the stairs, Mo Wenjing took the elevator down. When Mo Wenjing passed the front desk, she glanced at the front desk. Her eyes met Huang Jiao's.

Mo Wenjing thought: 'Is this woman the woman of the man with the scar?This is too old, I thought he was a capable guy, but he turned out to be just a softie. '

Huang Jiao thought to herself: "If I can be as young as this woman, I will be worthy of Ren Yi. She is so beautiful, but this girl has a bit more hostility, which is a pity." '

Ren Yi searched for a long time but couldn't find it. He was a little disappointed. He took out a novel and read it. Within half an hour, he rummaged through the novel.

After coming out of [Cognitive Singularity], Mo Wenjing found a place to drink tea and eat afterwards, and she was quite comfortable. She just wanted to be an ordinary person, an ordinary person just like everyone else.

I don't know what I'm expecting, maybe it's the man with the scar catching up, maybe it's the man who added WeChat asking her out, or something else, it's good if someone talks to her.

However, where there are so many people who want to die, this day is spent peacefully.

The next day, Mo Wenjing went to the basement to practice shooting and fighting. Ren Yi met Huang Jiao. Besides Huang Jiao, there were a few new faces.

They talked in detail in the signing room of [Cognitive Singularity]. Ren Yi didn't have many demands, and mainly focused on pricing and whether the book could be read in the bookstore.

One morning passed, the cooperation talks went smoothly, and everyone was sent away. Huang Jiao asked Ren Yi to have dinner together, thinking that she had to eat no matter what, and there was only one more person, so Ren Yi agreed.

Ren Yi was not too polite in the car driven by Huang Jiao. Who would have thought that the other party would actually bring Ren Yi to his home, Ren Yi asked:
"Sister Jiao, where are you going? There is no restaurant here, why do you want to look far away?"

"Of course there is no restaurant here. I'll bring you back for dinner. We've been friends for so long. You can't even know where my house is. I've learned a few dishes recently. Please eat."

"By the way, is Big Brother Chen at home? I just haven't seen each other for a long time."

"What? Which Brother Chen?"

"How many big brothers can there be? If there are no accidents, you and big brother Chen should get married."

"So there was an accident. He didn't want to give up his current family. I'm not sure if I still have the ability to have a family. We haven't seen each other since we came back."

"How could this be, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry to say anything, I feel that I'm used to living alone, and it's not good to have one more person in the family. It's good."

The two went home while chatting. When they got home, Huang Jiao asked Ren Yi to sit down, and then went to the kitchen to get busy.

Only half an hour later, there was a call from the kitchen, Ren Yi went in to see, Huang Jiao was drenched, this faucet was good at acting, what a coincidence, when Ren Yi didn't come, he wasn't bad, and when Ren Yi came, he drenched her One sound.

It should be a coincidence.

Huang Jiao was wearing a white lining. This time, I was obedient. Everything I could see was seen. Maybe she was old and thick-skinned. Yi rushed over.

It's so neat, it doesn't matter if you pick it up, or it doesn't matter if you don't pick it up, and finally caught it.

But very quickly, very quickly, Huang Jiao rushed over, Ren Yi caught her, and then pushed her lightly, standing still, Ren Yi moved to the faucet to be a repairman.

Huang Jiao stood there stupidly, looking at Ren Yi, she was completely shameless, Ren Yi said:
"Sister Jiao, go and change your clothes first."

Huang Jiao then said coquettishly:
"what…"

She ran away, I don't know if she was feeling springy or had a brain twitch, she came out in a jk short skirt in her forties, Ren Yi didn't say anything, who has the right to judge when the clothes are worn on others?

The faucet was repaired, and Ren Yi's body was also drenched. His body curve was obvious, his chest muscles and abdominal muscles were very strong. After being with young people for a long time, Huang Jiao felt that she was several decades younger.

She came out and said:

"I'm sorry, I said I invited you to dinner, but I drenched you all over, take off your clothes, and I'll dry you up."

As she said that, she was about to touch Ren Yi's body, but was blocked by Ren Yi, and he said:
"No, I'd better go home, it's not convenient now."

"I have some men's clothes here, let me find them for you to wear."

"No, I'm not used to wearing other people's clothes, let's meet again when we have time."

After Ren Yi finished speaking and left, Huang Jiao seemed very disappointed, always feeling that her trickery had failed.

She went to the mirror to look at herself, and couldn't help admiring:
"It's really quite young. It's a pity. With the curves just now, this is the real man."

After this time, Ren Yi really didn't dare to eat with such a woman. Who would have thought that after escaping from Huang Jiao, he would meet Yang Han again, and she would come to clean Ren Yi's villa.

Yang Han knew the password herself, but she would not rush in without Ren Yi's permission, so she waited outside, and asked when Ren Yi came back:

"What's wrong? What have you been through?"

"No, teacher, why are you here?"

"It's because I'm getting old and I'm always nostalgic. I cleaned and took care of the plants at your place before, and I developed feelings for you."

Ren Yi joked:

"Otherwise, if you move here, I'll go back to the apartment you live in?"

"is this OK?"

"Teacher, are you serious? I was joking."

"I knew it wasn't such a good thing."

"The password teacher at home knows, you can get in after you call me next time."

"I sent you a message."

"Ah, sorry, I turned it to mute."

"It's okay. I know you will reply me when you see it. You haven't told me what's wrong with you yet."

"I went to eat with my friends, who would have thought that the faucet in her house was broken, so she came back without eating."

"It's so miserable, how about I cook for you? Don't you dislike it?"

"I wish I could be busy with my own affairs."

"Okay then, just wait a moment."

"Leave it to the teacher."

"Do not worry."