I write novels in Liyue

"Ah."

Chongyun nodded.

"Since the incident happened at Huyan, let's go to Wanmin Hall for dinner first."

Xingqiu said.

"You won't... want Xiangling to hide Jueyun Jiaojiao in a normal cold dish again?"

Chongyun complained.

"How is it possible, in your heart, am I that kind of person?"

Xingqiu immediately denied it and expressed a solemn protest.

"Then how do you explain the last time you added Jueyun pepper powder to shaved ice and lied to me that it was fruit powder?"

Chongyun said.

"Isn't that an accident? I regarded Jueyun pepper powder as fruit powder."

Xing Qiu said with a smile.

"But, that's a shaved ice stand. They're all sweet and sour. How can there be Jueyun pepper powder?"

Chongyun retorted.

"Isn't it normal for the shaved ice stand to have cloudless chili powder? It is said that Mond also has some spicy drinks."

Xing Qiu smiled and said.

"But, you obviously returned the Jueyun pepper powder to the beef stall next door!"

"Oh, don't care about these details, just walk around, I'll treat you."

Xingqiu smiled, and walked towards Chihuyan with his arms around Chongyun's shoulders.

"By the way, what is the book in your hand?"

"Here, this is the fairy tale novel I found at Wanwenjishe today. I have finished reading the first two volumes, so I can lend it to you."

"no need."

"It's a great story, trust me."

"OK then."

Unable to resist Xingqiu, Chongyun nodded helplessly.

"When we finish dealing with that ass monster at night, go to my house and read novels."

Xingqiu said.

"Well, but it's agreed, you can't play tricks on me later in the evening."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

……

at this time.

In the editorial office of Liyue Publishing House.

"Well...so tired, it's been another hard day...we are so tired, what is it?"

"For something good to eat."

"No, you misunderstood, I mean what is the meaning of life?"

"For something good to eat."

"This... Forget it, how about going to have a drink later, and have something good to eat?"

"Okay."

The editors were chatting tiredly, and they decided to go to the tavern for a drink and relax.

"Ah Qing, do you want to come together?"

They all looked at Bai Qing and asked.

"Seniors, you go, I still have a lot of tasks to complete, and I have to take them home to work overtime."

Bai Qing glanced at the manuscripts and Dao's wife's books stacked on the desk, sighed helplessly, and said.

Hearing Bai Qing's refusal, several senior editors were not displeased.

He didn't force Bai Qing to go to the bar together, but told her not to be too tired, and if she couldn't finish, just ask them to help, and then they left together.

Not long after they left, Bai Qing put down Xing Qiu's manuscript, then leaned back and looked up at the ceiling.

Finally finished watching.

Looking at Xingqiu's manuscript is really tiring.

The setting is as outrageous as ever, the story is as old-fashioned as ever, and the handwriting is as scribbled as ever.

She still doesn't quite understand how such a story can become popular in Daoqi.

Maybe it's a cultural difference.

After tidying up the desk, Bai Qing picked up the "Junior Sister, Be Light, Senior Sister Pain" that was placed on the top of Dao Wife's book, and walked all the way towards his home.

I'm too tired today, just do some simple proofreading after get off work...

Let's read Fang Qiu and other authors' books tomorrow...

After all, proofreading doesn't require much thought.

I ate dinner casually outside, and when I got home, it was completely dark.

After taking a bath casually, Bai Qing sat on a chair wrapped in a towel.

Feeling the touch of his body touching the hard chair, Bai Qing frowned involuntarily.

"I've been sitting for a long time recently. It's really time to go to the market to see if there is Fang Qiu's plush seat of the same style."

Bai Qing helped his slightly sore waist, and murmured: "I'll be with my seniors some other day, let's find a place to have a massage."

She rubbed her waist, and with the help of the light, she turned over the page of "Junior Sister, take it easy, Senior Sister hurts" and began to proofread the content of the book.

"It's actually a fairy tale."

Bai Qing couldn't help but raise his brows slightly when he saw his senior sister Zi Ling practice sword on the mountain at the beginning, and when she swung her sword out, and the frozen pool exploded.

It is also a fairy tale.

So she continued to look down.

However, looking at it, Bai Qing's pretty face, which was slightly tired, suddenly turned red.

The delicate body wrapped in the towel couldn't help trembling twice.

Although he is also a Xianxia, ​​it is completely different from the Xianxia written by Fang Qiu. The book is full of stories about girls getting in touch!

She understood why this book was called "Junior Sister, take it easy, Senior Sister hurts"...

……

……

ps: In the morning, I heard from the editor that it is not allowed to rustle, so I was so scared that I immediately deleted it.

By the way, I would like to report the card drawing situation of my Shenzi. I have drawn about 65 rounds and it has not been released yet. I don’t know if it will be crooked.

Chapter 140 Oh, Interesting Woman

The next day, early morning.

The sky is clear and the sea is broad, the young sun is just rising, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth.

The mild sunlight shines into the house through the gaps between the windows, and is then blocked by the thickened blackout screens in front of the windows.

The candles in the house flickered gently, illuminating the originally dark room.

Fang Qiu was curling up lazily under the quilt, frowning slightly, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

She slowly opened her eyes, stood up, and glanced at the surrounding environment in a daze.

"Is it still night? No wonder I'm so sleepy."

She glanced at the environment in the room with hazy eyes, and murmured indistinctly like a dream.

The suspenders of the nightdress on the shoulders also slid to one side, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and the delicate and upturned foot of Xuefeng Mountain

As soon as she got home yesterday, she held the "Travel Guide to Tevat" and read it.

Originally, she bought that book purely for the purpose of broadening her understanding of the Tivat continent.

Unexpectedly, the book was surprisingly interesting.

The traveler named Alice is simply a ghost, with all kinds of wild imaginations.

For example, she wants to build a giant spherical revolving cage in the middle of the Dadaupa Valley.

Then if all the Qiuqiu people around were captured and imprisoned, the momentum generated might be able to drive all the mills in Mond City to run for at least five years.

The Chuqiu people who are too old and physically exhausted are sent to the mill to be processed into feed, and fed to those strong Qiuqiu people to supply circulation.

This idea is simply more slave owners than capitalists.

In addition to this, what other ideas are there to use bombs to flatten the Star Picking Cliff, modify the terrain of Mond, take off the Qiuqiu people in the windy place, and eject the Qiuqiu people to Qingquan Town?

It's been a long time since I read such an interesting book.

Oh, interesting woman.

She read it carefully all day, and when she went out at night, she went to the Wanwen Collection House and bought a copy of the Liyue Chapter of the "Travel Guide to Tivat".

It's just that she watched it last night, and she didn't know what time it was in the morning. In the end, she fell asleep reading a book, and even forgot to turn off the lights.

Just like in my previous life, when I was lying on the bed and typing on my mobile phone, I often fell asleep while writing...

"Forget it, go on to sleep."

Fang Qiu rubbed his eyes, then turned off the lights, then nestled back on the bed, buried his pretty face in the soft pillow, rubbed his face, found the most comfortable position, and fell asleep again.