Ding Qianwen moved Lin Xi out of the way and tightened the towel draped over his body.

Her figure is also not bad, healthy complexion, tight skin shows that she has a lot of experience in life, obviously she is not just a strong woman at work, but also seems to be in life.

But what should a strongman in life be called?

Johnson & Johnson?

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Lin Xi sniffed the mixed smell of body fragrance and shampoo wafting from her, and said coquettishly: "Wenwen, you are so annoying, use my shower gel again!"

Ding Qianwen: ······

was speechless on his face, but he secretly cursed in his heart, "Neurotic!"

"What novel are you reading?" Ding Qianwen asked with some curiosity.

For her own artist, Ding Qianwen thinks she knows a lot. With her melon-seed-sized brain, can she still read novels?

Listening to her parents, when Lin Xi, a poor child, used to study day and night when he was in elementary school, the result was just to mix up a passing grade.

Heaven was fair, giving her beauty, but also depriving her of intelligence.

"Hehe, I won't tell you!" Lin Xi said, and the baby's fat face looked even cuter.

Ding Qianwen, as a woman, couldn't help but want to go up and pinch two handfuls at the moment.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it, what kind of cuteness to buy!"

Ding Qianwen snorted in disdain and looked away to block the temptation that Lin Xi gave her.

Lin Xi laughed twice, stretched out his white and slender middle finger, and poked it at the keyboard.

Lin Xi's typical typing gesture, one finger Zen.

"Found it. "Breaking the Sky", it's you, hulala, open the sesame door!"

The corners of Ding Qianwen's mouth twitched, she couldn't help but think of what Lin Xi's character would be like if she became a mother in the future?

She should be disgusted by her own cubs, right?

However, complaining and complaining, Ding Qianwen's body still moved to Lin Xi's side very honestly to see what novel she was going to read.

After all, he is his own artist, and his ideological consciousness still needs to be strictly controlled. You can't let her go to see some little yellow texts.

"Lin Xi, what kind of novel is this?"

Lin Xi excitedly operated the mouse and responded: "The novel written by Li Mo, I want to see what he writes." ”

"Li Mo is still writing novels?"

Ding Qianwen couldn't help but be horrified in her heart, a fourteen-year-old high school student in a poor mountainous area, went to work as a work-study during school, and could write novels in his spare time. Not only that, but his singing voice is also very good, and his acting talent is also very good. What's more important is that he is also handsome.

"Damn, God isn't fair at all!"

Ding Qianwen complained slanderously and leaned over to Lin Xi's side, "Xixi, let's watch it together." ”

"Hehe, can you bear it? Do you want Sister Xi to know?"

"Sister Xi!"

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In the Internet café, Li Mo continued to type, because he didn't need to think at all, he only needed to input what was in his mind into the computer, and Li Mo's speed gradually increased over time.

As he typed seriously, the goose icon at the bottom of the screen flashed again.

Li Mo thought that Lin Xi had sent him another message, and couldn't help but smile, but after opening the chat window, Li Mo found that it was the fat man Shi Zhengfei who sent the message.

Shi Zhengfei: "Brother Mo, are you also surfing the Internet? I didn't see you at the Conquistador's Internet Cafe." ”

Li Mo: "I'm in another Internet café. ”

Shi Zhengfei: "What are you doing?"

Li Mo: "Write novels. ”

Shi Zhengfei: "Brother Mo, you write so well, I voted for you." ”

Li Mo: "You're so handsome!"

Shi Zhengfei: "Brother Mo, am I handsome because I voted for you?"

Li Mo: "If you don't vote, go to the street!"

After chatting with Shi Zhengfei for a few words, Li Mo continued to enter the Dou Po Sky Dome.

The city outside the Internet café is even deeper and thicker, and the stars in the sky are thick, and it is obviously a clear night, but the night sky is still gloomy and cold because of the light of the moon.

Night and dark room, how many conspiracies are born in such an environment.

The white rock beach under the Friendship Bridge of the Surabaya River is a famous night market area in Surabaya City, and many nearby citizens like to come to this place at night to enjoy the cool and eat supper.

Blowing the river breeze, eating meat skewers stained with cumin and grilled with wood, two barrels of draft beer, and calling a few friends to Kan Dashan, life seems to be perfect.

Originally a natural river dam shoal, the city government hardened it and it became a great place to relax and cool off in the city of Surabaya.

At this moment, the small square is crowded, and all kinds of small vendors occupy the positions around the square, and in the middle are many small tables and small stools for diners to eat.

There were a lot of people sitting in front of each barbecue stall, but there was only a few people sitting in front of a stall called Cheorwon Barbecue.

Several people were dressed casually, with their shoulders exposed, embroidered with tattoos on them, and they didn't look like serious people at first glance. The surrounding diners also consciously or unintentionally distanced themselves from them.

"Third brother, this sheep whip is good, you try it. ”

It was Tang San and the others who were eating supper here, he took the sheep whip handed over by his younger brother, and asked in a deep voice, "How is it, how is the investigation of that kid?"

A pointy-faced little brother ate a piece of his waist and responded: "Third brother, it's basically all clear." That kid's name is Li Mo, and he is in his first year of high school at Kurong Middle School. Living in the northern suburbs, a single-parent family, with an alcoholic father at home, looking at a warehouse on a construction site. By the way, his dad was still a cripple. I heard people nearby say that the kid is quite withdrawn, and he usually doesn't talk to people very much. ”

Tang San took a sheep whip and dipped it in a dry saucer, swallowing it, and asked, "Is there any other news?"

Li Yue, the gangster who stopped Li Mo in front of the Longtushui hot pot restaurant before, replied: "Third brother, I heard from the bangbang in the city that that kid has a good relationship with Old Man Xiao, and he rarely has contact with people, and basically mixes with the female doll downstairs with him. ”

"The female doll downstairs?" Tang San laughed evilly when he heard this.

"Well, a female doll named Jin Xuan, I heard that she looks quite smart. It's just that the family is poorer. ”

Tang San patted his thigh and said with a smile when he heard this: "The family is poor, and she looks good, isn't this kind of female doll the prey of Xu Er's old turtle father." Li Yue, you can send Xu Er some gifts tomorrow, and by the way, mention to him about this female doll.

As for that kid, just find a few people who have nothing to do and trouble him. Isn't he going to be a good guy, you guys are going to get your brother to mess up his business. ”

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, lightning and thunder suddenly thundered in the sky that was originally full of stars, and he saw that a rainstorm was about to fall. Tang San and the others could only leave in a huff.

The silver lightning brightened the sky in an instant, and the silver light of the lightning fell into a dormitory in the fifth dormitory of Kurong Middle School, making the faces of several teenagers in the dormitory who were gathered in a group look a little gloomy and pale.

This is Tan Sui's dormitory, although he transferred to Li Lingyu's zero class, the dormitory was not changed. It's still in his dormitory of class 11.

That is, they share a bedroom with Lee Geun Suk.

"Geun Shuo, how is the situation for you to inquire?"

There was no barbecue here, but Tan Sui bought some melon seed drinks, and a group of people gathered around to discuss countermeasures.

"It's arranged, I found Wang Chao, the sports committee member of their class, and that kid is willing to help us. said that when it was a sports meeting, he would find a way to arrange for Li Mo's turtle grandson to play. ”

Tan Sui smiled with relief, "Yes, have you asked what that kid's basketball level is?"

After inquiring, Wang Chao and Li Mo also seemed to have some contradictions. He used to be in the same school as Li Mo when he was in junior high school, and he had never seen him play basketball. He said that Li Mo was a poor ghost, picking up garbage and scraps every day after school, and people like him probably never even touched a basketball. ”

Tan Sui smiled: "Li Mo is a poor dog, don't we all know about this kind of thing." You said that ordinary poor dogs are obediently lying on the ground, but Li Mo, a poor dog, has to jump up and make a fuss, and he still wants to eat the swan meat of Li Lingyu. Hehe, if it's a dog, he should kneel with self-knowledge, and since he doesn't want to kneel, we have to beat the dog. Haha, you say don't you?"

It was late at night, and the heavy rain pouring down outside covered the laughter in Tan Sui's bedroom.