Dad: After the breakup, the goddess president came to the door

"Husband, is this finished?"

Liu Xiner looked at Lin Xuan sleepily.

These thick and large notebooks were all written by Lin Xuan in one night, which is really unbelievable.

She compared them, and they were about as thick as a finger.

"What's the matter?

It's not too difficult, just pick up a pen. "

Lin Xuan smiled.

This doesn't require him to do it himself, just download it directly from the system.

To put it bluntly, so what if there is more.

"You are too good, my husband.

When will you write a book for your wife? "

Liu Xiner squinted her eyes at Lin Xuan and said.

She's had the idea for a long time.

But I am too embarrassed to say it directly.

After all, looking at Lin Xuan has been busy all the time.

It's all right now, Lin Xuan's speed is so fast, it's just a matter of one night.

"Okay, after I'm done with this, I'll give you a good brew.

However, my wife, you have to tell me the stories I don't know. "

Lin Xuan looked up at Liu Xin'er in surprise, then narrowed his eyes and said.

He was very surprised, he didn't expect Liu Xiner to ask him to help write his autobiography.

Isn't this going to tell him all her little secrets?

"Hmph, you guys promised so readily, you really have bad intentions."

Liu Xin'er pursed her mouth shyly, and twisted Lin Xuan's weakness.

This stinky Lin Xuan actually wanted to hide her privacy, he really wasn't a good person.

Unfortunately, she always thought that Lin Xuan was an honest person, and now she made a mistake.

"My wife, why do I have bad intentions?"

Lin Xuan put his hand on Liu Xin'er's stomach, rubbed it gently, and felt it.

"You know it well, and you still say, shameless."

Liu Xin'er gave Lin Xuan a blank look.

"Okay, wife.

In front of those of us who write books, if you still want to hide, is it necessary to write an autobiography?

Besides, your husband and I are professionals, and I will never intentionally probe your privacy.

But if you are interested in your husband's privacy, I can tell you which young lady's movie I watched when I was playing with brushes and brushes for the first time. "

Lin Xuan looked at Liu Xin'er with a smile, and said in a rather indecent voice.

He has been obsessed with that movie for more than two hours.

From the beginning to the end, the characters who come and go, and the characters who eat breakfast and supper all the time are very simple.

And there is no plot yet, but those characters are really well portrayed.

He never thought that an actor could be so devoted.

Especially after he learned that those movies back then were all low-budget movies, he was even more amazed.

Obviously, a horse can be so good-looking without fighting spirit, and it will last for a long time.

You must know that he wanted to revisit those small movies some time ago.

Each one is now charged.

The whole person is not well.

Good things have to be charged.

"Watching a movie? Don't you say that you went to the movie theater with me for the first time?"

Liu Xin'er looked at Lin Xuan suspiciously, with a dangerous signal flashing in her eyes.

"Not the movie theater kind.

It's the kind of small production.

The kind of small production movie with one male and one female protagonist or multiple protagonists. "

Lin Xuan blinked his eyes, and said in a nasty way.

"Small production?...

I'll go, dog Lin Xuan, can't you just die? "

Liu Xiner's face turned red.

This Lin Xuan must be connoting her.

She clearly remembered a time when she secretly watched a four-five-ten-minute small island movie in the room, but forgot to close the door, and Lin Xuan found out, and asked her if she wanted tissues and carrots.

At that time, she almost pissed her off. Why did Lin Xuan pay attention, carrots, goddamn carrots.

She doesn't need these, she's just curious to see.

After all, once she secretly saw Lin Xuan using chopsticks to transform into a writing brush, she seemed to open the door to a new world.

"Honey, don't...don't...

If this ruins the manuscript, I won't be able to hand in the job. "

Lin Xuan didn't scare Liu Xin'er to death when he saw Liu Xin'er was about to hit someone with his manuscript.

This is what he just exchanged out. If it is lost, it will be a waste of ten exchange values.

This is a huge loss.

"Honey, why do you think your writing has become so good?

If you had written so well back then, I would have gone to Kyoto University to wait for you. "

After watching it for a while, Liu Xiner said with emotion.

She didn't expect that just a mere autobiography would fascinate her.

You must know that she has not read novels or autobiography for many years.

There is no way, she is too busy, and she is very preoccupied. To be honest, if it looks good, she doesn't mind to take a look.

However, for so many years, apart from the classics in the past, she really can't compliment the current ones.

Lin Xuan's is different, especially when describing the love of the ship king, the three-pointed writing power makes her look into it.

It's clearly unrequited love, but it is touchingly written by Lin Xuan, as if it is a love story that can be sung and cried.

"Wife, this is not my husband bragging.

If I knew I had this ability, I would have sold it for money long ago, and then I would support you.

It would be embarrassing for me to be an innocent face for so many years. "

Lin Xuan stretched his waist, turned his head to look at Liu Xin'er and said.

"Tch, others don't even have a chance to be a badass."

Liu Xin'er gave Lin Xuan a flirtatious look, and said sweetly.

What she has always paid attention to the most is the days of "raising" Lin Xuan every day in those years.

She wakes up every time she thinks about it.

It is particularly fulfilling, after all, this is her husband.

There is quite a feeling of being raised from childhood to adulthood.

Such a sense of accomplishment is not something everyone can have.

"Yes, yes, from now on my husband will be a badass for the rest of his life, okay?

Anyway, you will be in charge of the money in the future, and you will even buy the underwear.

It's almost the same as the real boy.

By the way, you have to give me money every month. "

Lin Xuan gently hugged Liu Xin'er's belly, and put his ears under the hole.

"Hmph, be obedient, or you will only have 100 million pocket money every month in the future, and I will kill you poor."

Liu Xin'er proudly raised her head and said happily.

"100 million pocket money? I'm so poor?"

Lin Xuan froze for a moment, pulled the corners of his mouth in helplessness, clenched his hands tightly, and hugged Liu Xin'er very hard.

Does this wife know the concept of 100 million?

It's no wonder that when I was studying in the past, I always deliberately dropped hundreds of hundreds on the ground to pick up for myself.

Moreover, in order to be sure to pick it up for myself, I must lose a lot of money every time.

After all, sometimes I can find thousands of dollars.

Still, it feels so good.