Chapter 40: Betting

Mo Xiaozao naturally put away his business card and nodded to Xiang Mozhu, "I've moved the software, let's go to the bathroom first." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"I see." Xiang Mozhu let go of his body, held the beer in front of him and drank most of it, and started talking to the girls next to him.

She smiled lightly and didn't sigh until she left the room.

This place, looking like it is all relatives who love each other, and it is really not a good place in private.

Reaching out and pressing the faucet, the rushing water kissed her cheek under the movement of the hand, and naturally, the makeup on her face was partially washed off, and the little face with the fine foundation was still white and tender.

"This foundation is so good after so long." Even cold water can't wash it off, so you can only wipe it off with cleansing oil.

"Confined." The voice was extremely soft and sweet, and the white and slender hand wrapped around her waist, "I didn't expect you to really come here." ā€

Her head slammed, and if this voice was right, it was the smoke of the moon and the tide that called her.

"This ghost is really good, you were killed and didn't want to leave." The little face of the smoky moon tide turned out from behind her, and her big sparkling eyes stared at her face.

Yan Yuexi is not worthy of her voice at all, her height of more than one meter and five looks thin and small, but her big smart eyes are very attractive, and she is extremely cute on her goose-egg-like face.

"How did you end up here?" She didn't think that meeting each other was accidental, leaning back against the sink, constantly calming her fear.

It's just that I'm afraid of cowardice from the bottom of my bones, and even if it's constantly hinting, my legs are still trembling slightly.

"Of course I'm looking for you here, do you want to come with me? I can guarantee that you can be your geist ghost well. Smoke Moon Tide bit down the word Wandering Spirit, and her small hand clasped her wrist tightly.

Her wrist seemed to be pinched off, and her face turned pale from pain.

"It's you." Mo Xiaozao also reacted, staring at the little face of the misty moon with wide eyes, trying to find an appearance that matched the middle god.

It's just that Smoke and Moon Tide still look like a child, and she still has a lollipop in her mouth.

"Of course it's me, but I'm here for you." Smoke and Moon Tide hooked her lips, leaned close to her earlobe and bit it lightly, "Don't worry, I'm a man." ā€

Man?

These two words instantly stunned her secretly struggling body, and her eyes looked at the misty moon tide in front of her again.

She decided in her heart that Yan Miaoyue Xi was lying to her, her eyes sank, and the ghost aura on her body became more and more intense.

"I don't believe it." Yan Yuexi chuckled, her body stretched at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she changed, and Lori instantly turned into a beautiful man.

The cute top burst open in the process, and the elegant rags spread all over the floor.

Yan Yuexi lowered her gaze to look at her, held her hand and pulled it up, and approached her with an ambiguous face, "Aren't you a ghost who won't die?" ā€

"I think the dinner has begun, and it's your freedom to stay here, and I'm leaving." Mo Xiaozao's ghost qi was all emanated, and the ghost qi in his body seemed to be hollowed out.

Obviously, Anxia lent her a limited amount of ghost energy.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Smoke and Moon's eyes sank, and before he could make a move, there was an uneven knock at the door.

"The meeting is about to begin, and I'm here to call you back. I guess that's all there is to it now. Du Haixiang outside didn't make a big voice and said with a light smile.

Mo Xiaozao also seized the opportunity, and did not give Yan Yuexi a chance, and quickly opened the door and escaped.

Back in his seat, sit beside Li Haiyang with the smoke and moon tide!

The smoke and moon tide seem to have been here for a long time, and naturally give everyone their own home food, and the neat short hair jumps around naughtily on the shoulders.

"This is Mo Yue, my writer here, who just published his second book not long ago." Du Haixiang introduced the Smoke Moon Tide to her, not knowing at all that the Smoke Moon Tide in front of her was still with Mo Xiaozao a second ago.

Naturally, she wouldn't tell Du Haixiang about it, and smiled generously at the misty moon, "Mo Yue, isn't there any other name?" ā€

"Everyone calls me Satsuki." Yan Yuexi had a good mouth with her, and then took the food brought by the family, "This is made of grapefruit, it has the taste of grapefruit, and it is delicious." ā€

The word grapefruit seems to refer specifically to the confinement.

Her eyebrows tightened without a trace, and she laughed quickly, and it turned out that the small box of food, the crystal clear food, looked very attractive.

It's a pity that this is the food sent by the Smoke Moon Tide.

"Thank you, I like it very much, but it's a pity that grapefruit is not suitable for eating too much." She put the food in her hand and slowly sat down in her place, her eyes fixed on the smoke and moon.

It's just that the hands under the table keep shaking with the legs, obviously scared.

"I heard you're writing a new article, how's it going?" Stretching out his hand to support his head, the eyes of the misty moon twinkle smugly.

"You're mistaken. I've just started writing and I don't know you. She shook her head, her hand clutching her quilt, "Completely new." ā€

"I heard you posted an article from an editor I know, and you have two recommendations." Misty Moon Tide moved herself, ignoring the gaze around her.

It's just that the words poke at her heart.

Mo Xiaozao put down his cup and let his long hair cover his cheeks, "I only met the editors today, and I want to go back and ask who will ask for my article." ā€

"Give it to me." Du Haixiang took her words and swept Mo Xiaozao's little face, "As long as it is popular at the moment, I accept it here." ā€

"What about the price? I remember that the price for newcomers was not high. Yan Yuexi moved her body, and leaned on Du Haixiang's shoulder a few centimeters.

Du Haixiang was not surprised by the movement of the misty moon, and took the initiative to adjust his sitting posture, obviously relying on it more comfortably.

Clear-eyed people can naturally see that Du Haixiang is her thigh.

And Yan Yi Yuexi also unceremoniously pressed Du Haixiang's hand, stared at her and said slowly, "If you sell it to me, I can also give you a buyout price, how about eight yuan in a thousand words?" It's much better than a newcomer's thousand words and five pieces. ā€

These words were obviously deliberately humiliating her, and her text was also worthless.

Mo Xiaozao's trembling legs quieted down, and his eyes swept the smoke and moon tide lukewarmly, "My text, naturally there will be people who know the goods to buy it." ā€

As for who knew the goods, she just smiled.

And she was naturally not so easy to pinch, and bent her fingers and knocked on the table, "In that case, how about we make a bet?" ā€

"What bet?"

"Just bet on you, the most proud article."

When her words fell, naturally many eyes fell on her, jealousy, speculation, contempt, all kinds of eyes mixed with her.

The first to speak was that the river was still shallow, and she didn't know how important it was.