After a moment of silence, Lin Yushen smiled, "Well, with him, I'm also relieved." ”

The two chatted casually for a few sentences, Zeng Manjun hung up the phone, Lin Yushen continued to paint, Haiqing Heyan series he hasn't updated for a long time, and if he doesn't change it, he will be urged to death by readers, and every day Weibo will be exploded by Aite.

Early the next morning, Zeng Manjun was called up by her mother, she called Tao Chengqi first and called him up, he is also a young man, don't be too familiar with their own schedules, don't call Tao Chengqi, it is estimated that this thing can sleep until one o'clock in the afternoon.

Tao Chengqi received the call in a daze, and when he saw the time at half past six in the morning, his heart collapsed, "Hey, classmate Zeng Manjun, it's not seven o'clock yet, what are you doing getting up so early!!

"Mrs. Painting is a Bamboo Horse" At this point, he has become the white moonlight in her heart is hitting in her hand, please wait a moment,

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