I want to break every day

Today is Children's Day, and primary and secondary school students all over the country are celebrating their own festival.Xia Ruoruo bit her pen holder in distress, feeling that it was a sad thing for her to insist on typing while others were playing.If you are in a bad mood, your brain will get stuck and you will have no ideas. Under such circumstances, Xia Ruoruo doesn't think she can write good things.

If a handwritten thing can't even be read by oneself, it is extremely bad.Xia Ruoruo felt that her character was not good. After all, she was used to frequent breaks. She made a mistake once before, which made her understand how regretful is a bone-destroying sadness.So this time she couldn't continue writing, so she didn't bite the bullet and write.

Xia Ruoruo was going around in circles in the bedroom, summing up the reasons why she couldn't continue writing.In fact, the most important reason she knows is that there is no outline.A novel with coherent logical thinking is inseparable from an outline.The outline can be short, but it must explain the ins and outs of the whole thing clearly.Only in this way, when the writer looks back, will he know where he has written and what to do next.A good outline is enough for a writer to support a million-word novel, which shows the importance of an outline.

However, Xia Ruoruo didn't have this habit.

She likes to be casual, likes to be free, and most of all, she's lazy.

Too lazy to write, too lazy to think, even too lazy to look at the words I wrote.So in the old pit where Xia Ruoruo used to be, gods can be seen everywhere.For example, the two just fell in love in the last chapter, and the man disappeared in the next chapter. In the end, no reason was given to explain whether the man became a Kangdam robot, or returned to Mars to eat KFC.

She was a little hungry, and she really wasn't suitable for thinking.

Nibbling on the juicy yellow pear, Xia Ruoruo felt that she was able to think again.

In addition to not having an outline, Xia Ruoruo found that she has a more terrifying problem, that is, she never does something until the last second. Of course, you can call it procrastination.

You must not have forgotten the sourness of staying up late to catch up with homework the next day without even doing a single word!

Xia Ruoruo felt that she needed to correct these problems, but first she wanted to eat the pear.Otherwise, if you eat half of it and do other things, this is also a kind of procrastination!Oh, she is so witty, correct the mistakes from now on!

After eating pears, Xia Ruoruo just lay on the sofa and didn't want to move ==

Falling asleep when you're full, wanting to eat when you're not full, this is a dead cycle, Xia Ruoruo feels like a walking tragedy.

"Dididi" the penguin number that had not sounded for a long time rang, Xia Ruoruo struggled to climb to the table and clicked on it, it was a message from a friend in the group.

[The wind is still light: I'm on the list, how about you guys? 】

[White Group War: I haven't signed a contract yet...don't provoke me]

[The wind is still light: I remember Xiaobai said she signed the contract, right?Xiaobai, come out soon, Xiaobai, is your list down yet? 】

Xia Ruoruo typed slowly with both hands: What is the list?

[The wind is still light: ...]

[The wind is still light: You idiot, it is a good thing that can increase your exposure!Go and have a look! 】

[A white hair: Oh. 】

[The wind is still light: Oh, why are you so slow, go and have a look! 】

Clicking on the author's backstage, Xia Ruoruo saw that she had an unread email reminder, clicked it nervously, and immediately burst into laughter.

[Dear author, this week your article is classified in red on the channel. Due to the need to be listed, some tags have been changed. Modifications are prohibited during the list period!Modifications to copywriting, cover, and one-sentence introduction may risk falling off the list, so they cannot be modified during the list period.If you drop off the list due to modifying the above content, you will be responsible for the consequences~~]

Categorized in scarlet letters?Xia Ruoruo cheerfully asked the friends in the group, what is this classified scarlet letter?Where can I find it? Oh, I'm still a little excited to be on the list for the first time.

[The wind is still light: classification scarlet letter?Oh, this list is not bad, Xiaobai, work hard, increasing your income by [-] is not a problem! 】

Seeing that the wind in the group is still gently talking about precautions, Xia Ruoruo's little tongue is exposed.Feng is still lightly the eldest sister. Every Thursday, she will scream in the group. If there are people on the list, invite them to code together, because this way they can supervise each other.Seeing that she was talking about Guan Xiaohei in the group, Xia Ruoruo was at a loss.

[The wind is still light: Let's put it this way, if the boss gives you a job and you can't do it well, will he deduct your salary?It means something like this. 】

[A white hair: Oh, so scary. 】

Qin Mo sneered, this Xiaobai is really an idiot, why doesn't he know anything?The profile picture is also silly, the more it looks like that annoying Xia Ruoruo.I think when she wrote novels, it was just because she liked a pair of cold cp, but no one wrote it, so she had to do it herself.Originally intending to write it for fun, who knows that the effect is not bad, so Qin Mo will open a book occasionally, as a dream come true.

After all, she wanted to be a great writer when she was a child.

After talking about what should be said, Qin Mo closed the notebook, the break time is over, and You Zuixue's meeting should be over.After skillfully brewing a cup of coffee, Qin Mo carefully sticks out the tip of her tongue. The tip of her cat-like tongue is pink and tender. It lightly touches the black water surface and leaves quickly, leaving circles of ripples.

"It's so bitter..." Qin Mo wrinkled his face and wanted to throw away the cup of coffee, but in the end he threw a lot of sugar cubes into it and swallowed it sweetly and bitterly.

Ai Wei passed by the tea room and watched Qin Mo's secretary wash the coffee, and frowned slightly when she noticed that the traces in the coffee were not right.

"Luo Wei, you drink coffee too."

Luo Wei, who was struggling to clean the coffee cup, raised his head with a pitiful smile on his face: "Aiwei, this is Mr. Qin's coffee cup."

She naturally knew why she couldn't recognize Qin Mo's coffee cup.

Ai Wei held the tool for her, looking at Luo Wei's clumsy look with cold eyes.This is Qin Mo's favorite cup. Luo Wei's movements are too irregular. Not only is it difficult to clean it, but it is also easy to wear the cup.

"I was really defeated by Vice President Qin. What do you do with so much sugar in good coffee? It's sticky and hard to clean up. I'm really exhausted." Not noticing Ivy's indifference, Luo Wei complained casually.

Ivy smiled softly: "How about I help you."

Luo Wei couldn't wait for Ai Wei to say that. He had heard from colleagues in the company that although You Zuixue's first secretary, Ai Wei, was a high-ranking secretary, she was kind to others.Not long after she was transferred, she thought it was all rumors, but she never thought that Ai Wei could be so eloquent and kind!

Seeing Luo Wei who ran away after thanking her, Ai Wei put down the smile on her face, and gently stroked the rim of the coffee cup with her index finger, as if she could feel the warmth of Qin Mo's lips in this way.No, Qin Mo's lips must be hot and could melt.Every night, Ivy, who tossed and couldn't fall asleep, would sit up from the bed, thinking about who Qin Mo would have dinner with, drink, hug, or even kiss tonight... Thinking of those hateful men who could have Qin Mo Mo, but she could only stare blankly at the spot, this unattainable pain made her want to howl.How much she wished that Qin Mo could take a look at her. She didn't want much, just a look from Qin Mo.

Qin Mo, since you can like You Zuixue, why can't you like me!

Ivy stared at the coffee cup obsessively, and slowly opened her mouth to hold it, and her memory could still recall Qin Mo's expression of laughing at her.

"Avril~"

"Oh, little girl is so shy~"

Ivy, who was bumping around like a deer, could only turn her ears red, breathing in Qin Mo's scent cautiously but greedily.A brief moment each morning, a deadly antidote to her late-night solace.Just like poppies, beautiful and enchanting, once you get on it, you can never quit.

Ivy didn't want to quit, so she has been working hard to transplant this poppy into her home.Then build a high wall to enclose her, only you can see, only you can touch, everything about her belongs to you, and only you.

Qin Mo yawned, she was so bored, why did it take so long for Xiao Luo to swipe a cup.

If she had known earlier, she would have done it herself.

But who told Luo Wei not to be diligent in his hands and feet, because he was the director of the group of directors, he wanted to run on Ah Xue.Ah Xue is so busy now that she can hardly eat, and there are people who hold her back. She can't wait to kick this kind of person out of the company immediately.

It's just that Qin Mo instinctively felt that there was someone behind Luo Wei, so she put her under her nose and watched.She wanted to see which monsters wanted to make trouble!

"bang bang bang"

Such a quiet knock on the door can only be heard by that shy little girl, Ivy.Qin Mo's face was stained with a smile: "Come in."

Ai Wei put a cup of coffee on Qin Mo's table: "Boss Qin, your coffee."

Qin Mo took a sip of the coffee, stood up with a smile on his face, deliberately climbed on Ivy's back, and blew into that small ear: "Oh, Eiffel, you are really my confidant ~ only you know me It tastes so bad, that Xiao Luo actually made me bitter coffee, so I can't drink it..."

Qin Mo, who had completely distorted the facts, didn't notice the patience and coldness in Ivy's eyes. She was still standing there weakly, letting Qin Mo lean on her.This close contact feels great and comfortable.

"Dog...gogogo! Mo, I'm coming to see you!" Yan Bin, who was holding a large bouquet of roses, was just about to call Goudaner, but when he saw that there were outsiders in the room, he turned the subject stiffly.

Qin Mo walked up to him and hugged his chest, looking down like a queen, "Why are you here, kid?"

Ivy turned around and looked at the laughing man. She knew who this man was, but she wished she didn't know.

The rose in Yan Bin's hand was given to Ivy by Qin Mo: "Here, take it out and share it with everyone."

Yan Bin didn't care, anyway, he was used to Ah Mo's attitude.

When Ai Wei was about to close the door, she saw Qin Mo twisting Yan Bin's ear with one hand from the crack of the door. The distance between the two was only 0.1 meters away and they kissed.

After giving the roses to Luo Wei, Ivy returned to her seat, feeling her whole body trembling.She is angry, her heart is suffering, but who knows, who cares?

Unless she gets Qin Mo, she will not be able to escape in this life.

Qin Mo, I'm already in hell, how can you not come to accompany me?

The author has something to say: Thank you very much, thank you, thank you little fairies for your love!As someone who is loved by so many people, I am really a sinful woman...

Not much gossip, let's do something, there should be another chapter later, the number of words may be very short, but this is the only way Xiaoshou can express his gratitude!

Bow, bow, thanks!