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The quality of the orange is excellent, smooth and black, with a very good fragrance, and it is wet.

Yunluo asked An Qingju to sit down, then stood up and took a black and white striped towel, and carefully rubbed An Qingju, the crystal water droplets fell on the tender white skin, with indescribable beauty.

An Qingju was very peaceful, stretched out a pink female finger, teasing the sugar candy who was sleeping lazy, gently poked the fluffy mouse body with her fingers, grabbed the inverted triangle ear and rubbed it, very childish temper.

An Qingju, who is 1.6 meters tall, is a little petite and exquisite, but it is not an airport, and it has an aura.

Yunluo wiped An Qingju's show clean, then stuffed the black and white striped towel into An Qingju's arms, and began to drive people: "Wipe it off, Xiao Qingju gives way, I want to write a manuscript to make money to support my family." ”

"Hmph, if you're impatient, just say it." An Qingju pouted, a little unhappy, but she still obediently gave up her chair and watched Yunluo sit down and open the document and write a manuscript on the keyboard.

An Qingju's delicate body is surrounded by a coffee cat snow-white bath towel, giving people a sense of youthful beauty.

Yunluo didn't take care of An Qingju, she has this temperament, the more she talked, the happier she became. An Qingju's beautiful eyes glared at Yunluo with a little resentment, twisted Yunluo with her little hand, and went back to the boudoir to change clothes on her pink slippers. If An Chuyu came out of the shower and saw An Qingju like this, he would definitely pull his sister's ears and think about it.

An Qingju ran out in a few minutes, wearing a knee-length light gray short-sleeved shirt, revealing a pair of snow-white beautiful legs, and the short little hot pants inside could not be seen, but it made people feel that they were not wearing anything hazy beauty on their lower body.

I know this light gray thin shirt, my girlfriend An first met, An Qingju doesn't have such a long thin shirt.

"Brother-in-law, the beautiful clothes are all ruined, let's go shopping tomorrow." An Qingju grabbed the candy candy and said while playing, but sat on the edge of the bed very honestly and didn't make any noise.

"Well, this can be available, and your sister should be happy to go." Yunluo responded casually, and his subordinates kept writing, and after writing a plot of a bloody war with an ancient tree as huge as a mountain, he didn't write a manuscript for the time being, but went to read something else.

On the page of the book of 237 in the last days of 6, Yunluo glanced at the book review area, and turned it off when he felt that there was nothing to see. Yunluo went to the Qiuqiu original music platform, got on his own account, and checked the information that the background was full, and there was no system information, so it didn't matter whether he watched it or not, and deleted it all.

Looking at the song "My Heart Doesn't Die" on the top of the Qiuqiu original music platform list, Yunluo also felt a little interesting, there is a song related to the ancient tree of bloody war, which is very beautiful and sad, telling the story of a baby girl who fell into the hands of the ancient tree of bloody war, and was raised by the ancient tree of bloody war, and finally died in the hands of a hero she loved.

That beauty, with angelic kindness and angelic purity, rescued many people from the hands of the bloody war ancient tree. In fact, how can a mutant plant raise a human girl, that beauty-like figure is essentially used by the Bloody War Ancient Tree to trap and kill other living creatures, and occasionally there is a life escaped, that is, the Bloody War Ancient Tree is full.

I understand, that hero is actually him, in the last days, he was rampant with a sword, killing countless people, and countless living people, some of them were artists who sang praises to him, this story was actually made up blindly, but it has been sung for hundreds of years.

This is also the first song specially tailored for him, he naturally can sing it, and he also appreciated the artist.

The song was called "The Death of an Angel."

Don't be surprised, the word death in the last days is very glorious, a word with a very noble style, and even more noble is naturally life.

Compared to the song of my heart is not dead, the death of an angel can make people depressed to unhappy, the first half of the song is ethereal like a fantasy, with a natural beauty, telling about the beauty, purity and kindness of angels, and the second half is that the hero came to kill the bloody war ancient tree, and the angel fell in love with the hero, and the hero and the bloody war ancient tree were defeated.

For the sake of love, the angel told the hero the weakness of the ancient tree of the bloody war, and the hero fought hard for seven days and seven nights, killed the ancient tree of the bloody war, and wanted to take the angel away and marry her for the rest of his life.

In fact, the life and death of angels have long been tied to the ancient tree of bloody war, angels die, heroes die in tears, holding the corpse of angels, step by step into the boundless darkness after the sunset, that is the honor of despair.

The death of an angel is a fairy tale, a myth, and a lie.

He likes this song very much, he loves it so much that he can't do it, people are always a little narcissistic.

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Yunluo is a thief, thinking of all kinds of trivial matters about recording the death of angels, he remembered Yan Shenyu's top boss Zhen Mi, who doesn't treat money as money, if she can get sponsorship, Yunluo can record a song for free.

The fees of the Tian Lai Recording Studio on the bank of the West Lake are very high, and the conditions are naturally excellent, Yunluo has tried the top music recording equipment, so naturally he doesn't want to lower his grade. But although it is not difficult to apply for this money from his girlfriend, Yunluo does not feel the need to spend tens of thousands of dollars with real money.

There is a big wrong, and the bamboo pole is not knocked on white.

Yunluo thought of it, and composed the song of the death of the angel on his laptop, according to the love of the goddess of the guzheng Zhen Mi for the apocalyptic style of my heart immortality, the death of a better angel is naturally no problem. Let's put it this way, my heart does not die in the last days is a relatively good song without fame, and the death of an angel is a classic that will not fade for a hundred years.

Picking up the black mobile phone, Yunluo called Yan Shenyu: "Hey, Shenyu, I have a new tune, I want to record it, isn't this your boss's money, I want to get some free top recording studios, wait a minute, I'll give you the score with my mobile phone, the name of this song is Angel's Death." ”

Yan Shenyu naturally likes Yunluo to find her when she has something, which means that the two are very close: "I don't dare to pack tickets for this matter, the eldest lady is very picky, I will give it to the eldest lady, as for whether the eldest lady likes it or not, I don't know if she is willing to pay." ”

"It's okay, just follow the fate, don't force it." Yunluo doesn't care, Zhen Mi doesn't give money, but his girlfriend will give money.

"The eldest lady likes my heart to be immortal, and she often plays a guzheng song, and listens to the war drum version for the lord. The eldest lady also went to read the book you wrote about the last two hundred and thirty-seven years, and I thought it was very interesting. Yan Shenyu said some little secrets of the eldest lady, so that Yunluo would not be so disappointed, the possibility of success is still very high, as long as the quality of the song is good.

"The Death of the Angel and The Immortality of My Heart are both songs of the end of the world, and the death of the angel is a real classic in terms of quality, this is not my boast, you will understand it when you hear it." Yunluo also has to give Yan Shenyu, who can't read the score, some confidence, lest Yan Shenyu lack confidence when he reports to Zhen Mi.

"Got it, Ah Luo, you're the best, it's okay to meet Qingju for the first time, right?" Yan Shenyu praised sweetly, this ordinary boy can always give Yan Shenyu a very calm sense of security.

Yunluo boarded the 6th ball on the computer, passed the written score to Yan Shenyu, and hung up the phone after saying a few words.

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"Brother-in-law, you have a new song again, is it good? Can you beat a rhythm to listen? An Qingju is very naughty, and she also likes that unique feeling, holding Yunluo's arm and coquettishly, and the two green apples rubbing and rubbing.

"Listen to what?" An Chuyu's voice came with a little hazy, and An Chuyu, who was wearing a pink pajamas, wiped his wet waist-length with a snow-white towel. An Chuyu walked to Yunluo's side, and naturally turned around, Yunluo took the snow-white towel and carefully dried the black show for his girlfriend.

"It's a new song, my brother-in-law wrote another song, called Angel Death, I just called Sister Shen Yu and wanted Sister Shen Yu's boss to pay for a free song recording, I want my brother-in-law to beat the rhythm and listen to it first." An Qingju was a little unhappy and grabbed Sugar Candy's fluffy fiery red tail, as soon as her sister came, her brother-in-law was not alone, so annoying.

"Ah Luo, why didn't you still have musical talent before, then I don't want to die and listen to it, have you made any money?" An Chuyu was a little curious, she knew very little about the music industry, only knew that those singers and singers made a lot of money.

"I'm an independent musician, and I can't make advertising endorsements and other big heads, and I don't have the capital to make and sell zuò CDs, so after I learned about this circle, I now want to make some money, and I can only rely on CRBT to share. I don't die, this song is popular, and the sales of ringtones should be good, but I don't know how much money there is, and it won't be much. ”

Yunluo explained to An Chuyu a little, lest his girlfriend check the accounts and feel that something was wrong: "If an independent musician wants to make money, he can go to bars and nightclubs to perform on the streets, which is equivalent to work, I don't like it very much." Anyway, making music is just a hobby in addition to writing novels, and with the book The Last Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Years here, I will soon be able to buy a van. ”

"Well, it's good to have a car, and it will save a lot of trouble to go home in the future, and the van is not expensive. This month's manuscript fee is in the account, so I went to buy a van of about 30,000 yuan, anyway, everyone has a driver's license. An Chuyu had food in his hand to speak, and rewarded Yunluo with a sweet kiss with a smile, which made An Qingju's eyes red.

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In the end, Yunluo didn't knock the rhythm of the death of the angel to the An family sisters, not that An Qingju didn't want to hear it, but An Chuyu chatted with Yunluo, An Qingju was sulky and soon joined the chat group.

The night was getting deeper, and it was half past ten, and An Chuyu and An Qingju had no intention of going back to the house to sleep, even if the sisters were a little sleepy and yawned. Yunluo is a human with a high IQ, at first I thought it was two girls who liked to chat, but later I realized that I was afraid of fear, I didn't dare to go to sleep, and I was afraid of nightmares.

"Well, I'm scared today, I don't worry about you two, so I'll hug you all night." Yunluo's voice was very gentle, and he took all the embarrassment on himself, so that the sisters were not so shy.

An Chuyu and An Qingju looked at each other, their pretty faces were a little pink, and they went to the bathroom to wash up without saying a word, and then slept in Yunluo's room, the two sisters slept with Yunluo's arm in their arms, and also pillowed Yunluo's shoulders.

Silent darkness, with silent tenderness.