Mo Xiaozao didn't know that Bai Luohuan was so tricky to other editors, so he put the coffee on the table, "Then wouldn't it be good if you didn't sign a contract and you would change places?" Since you can sign a contract, you can also change places. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Uh-huh." Holding the coffee in both hands, he brought it to his lips and took a sip under her gaze without waiting for it to cool down, exhaling hot white air.

She leaned on the edge of the table and looked at Bai Luohuan's satisfied appearance, staring at her still rosy lips, what is the demon, if people drink the coffee that will be brewed for a while, it will inevitably be scalded, Bai Luohuan has nothing to do.

Leaning lazily in his chair and closing his eyes, "It's just that it's a little hard to change an editor who doesn't know me." ”

"How many places have you run, and there are fewer editors who don't know you?" Holding her coffee in both hands and blowing in front of her, this was the first time she had spoken calmly face-to-face with Bai Luohuan since she met Bai Luohuan.

"I've been to a lot of places, as long as I can call almost all of them, Anxia needed a writer who became a god, and I just happened to be obsessed with Anxia's evaluation of her figure, and I became a writer for her to become a god." I took another big sip of coffee, saved the picture on the desktop with the mouse, and sent the picture to another QQ.

She watched Bai Luohuan's movements, although she didn't know what Bai Luohuan was doing, she still watched carefully.

"But I'm not the person she's looking for, even if it's how to write, I can't ask for it, and my temperament has never been stable, and I'm changing around." Bai Luohuan squinted, quite like he was drunk with coffee, his beautiful little face was attached to the table, and his long eyelashes covered the bottom of his eyes.

If she didn't know that Bai Luohuan in front of her was a demon, she would definitely like such a cute and cute girl.

smiled helplessly, and returned to his position under Bai Luohuan's gaze, "I'll code the word first, and I'll talk to you later." ”

She stuffed the headphones in her ears, moved the mouse to click on the player, and slowly remembered the sound of music, Bai Luo said with a smile, "What Anxia wants to become a god is simply something that only you can do." ”

Is she the only one who can do it? She turned up the music louder and started the code word, a person who doesn't even know how to cultivate the magic pen, how can he make the magic pen strong? Is that all there is to it?

Turning over the things left by Anxia in his consciousness, there are many ways to use it to stimulate the magic pen and so on, but there is no way to make the magic pen cultivate and grow, but there are a few handwritten fonts that record the meaning of continuous writing.

Mo Xiaozao exhaled a long breath and looked at the page on the computer intently.

Xi Shi has seen King Wu for the third time in her narrative, different from the previous ordinary appearance, this time Xi Shi appeared at the banquet, dancing King Wu's favorite dance, and successfully attracted the eyes that had not paid attention to her to herself.

Even with the courtiers under the seat, there are many who have a love for the beautiful Xi Shi, and they are only limited to admiration.

She thought for a while and wrote a sentence, knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, and knowing the minister Mo Ruojun. The thoughts of those people below, how could King Wu who was on the upper throne not know? Naturally, it became the first step for Xi Shi to truly become a woman of King Wu.

The slender women danced in the crowd, one after another, one after another, just like the rising and setting of the sun every day, constantly repeating the soft dance posture to show the weakness of the woman, the delicate beauty of the woman.

Until the appearance of Xi Shi, the purple dance skirt was exceptionally beautiful, and the dance posture that had been trained for three years burst out with incredible beauty at this time, dumping King Wu and others.

That night, King Wu stayed at Xi Shi's residence, and it was also on that day that he knew that Xi Shi was good at dancing, so he immediately ordered someone to hollow out the ground of a long corridor, and then put it into a large vat, and carefully laid a beautiful and surprising wooden board on it, and then Xi Shi covered the skirt with small bells and put on wooden clogs.

Every time Xi Shi wears clogs to dance on the floor, there will be a rhythmic echo under his feet, and the small bells around him will also sound the crisp sound of "Ding Ding Bell".

Mo Xiaozao wrote here, he had already written the seventh chapter, looked at the manuscript he had saved, and clicked on the webpage to update it with a long sigh of relief.

After the update of the two chapters, there were still five chapters of content, so she began to revise it, carefully checked the content and use of the article, and then gave a very beautiful and detailed description of the clog dance danced by Xi Shi, and did not forget to let Zheng Dan watch it with King Wu at this time.

"Mo Xiaozao, Leng Suran asked you to go over for a while." The quilt was placed on her desk and she looked at the screen in front of her.

"Where to go?" Changing the word martial arts to dance, she continued to look down, picking out where she was wrong, "Or his little villa?" Didn't he hear anything about it? ”

She didn't believe that people like Leng Suran didn't know the news of the school, and they didn't know about the things that spread the news that she was being adopted and her price.

Saving the manuscript, she picked up her mobile phone and put it in her clothes, turned around and walked out, although she couldn't pay attention to it, she could still see Bai Luohuan nodding her head.

Striding out of the dormitory, it was already dark outside, the day was really long, and there was nothing to do since I came back.

Pushing the door into the small villa, Leng Suran was lying on the sofa like a piece of flesh with bones removed, with clothes draped on his body, a jade pendant with cold characters on the coffee table, and a new mobile phone next to the jade pendant.

"How does it feel to go to the Demon Clan?" Leng Suran spoke first, hoarse as if he hadn't drunk water for many days, his hand grabbed his clothes, and he showed his appearance with a slight pull.

She always thought that the painted skin was something that would not change, but looking at Leng Suran, who obviously found that it seemed to be about to crack, she had to believe that Leng Suran said that the painted skin had a time limit.

After time, the painted skin will destroy itself.

"I don't feel anything, but she wants me to regain my memory, and she said that you asked her to bring me there." She sat next to Leng Suran, reached out and took the jade pendant in her hand, the feeling that came over was very cold, and her heart was sour, "But what's the use of me recovering my memory?" ”

"It's useless." Tearing off his clothes completely, Leng Suran, who sat up, was emaciated like a match, and his cold hand took his jade pendant and held it in his hand, "Don't believe what she said, those things, even An Xia can't guarantee that they are completely clear." ”

Under her gaze, Leng Suran lay down again, not even breathing with her eyes closed.

"Anything else to say?"

"It's nothing, I'm just worried that you'll be hurt in the demon clan, so I'll take a look at you when I come back, and I'm okay, so I can't help Anxia's entrustment." Leng Suran said very slowly, and he felt pain as soon as his body moved.

Although I don't know why the above called me over, judging from the things that were imposed on him, I still didn't believe him.

Those rumors that he is raising girls are not necessarily bad, and it may be something that Mo Xiaozao is hiding from people now, and it can also give him enough reasons to take her with him all the time.

(To be continued.) )