Anxia picked up the little black meow, pinched the little black cat's fleshy paws, and returned to the room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky began to brighten, Mo Xiaozao stretched his waist, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt and blinked his eyes to look at the side, and An Xia was sleeping soundly on the bed not far away.

Picking up her phone, Momoko sent her a lot of messages, asking if she was away, asking her to comment on what the kids who were going to enter the studio wrote.

She didn't want to look at that, but looked at the word chocolate intently.

Before, Chocolate seemed to want to tell her who her text was for, but it seemed like she thought of something and didn't tell her.

Mo Xiaozao tiptoed to the bathroom, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the four finger holes on the wall.

"Ahh A penetrating voice rang out, and she clung to the opposite wall, eager to leave now.

It's just that after she finished screaming, her little hand covered her lips, and she carefully opened the bathroom door and looked at Anxia.

Fortunately, Anxia didn't move. Thinking to herself, she let out a long sigh of relief and leaned against the door, observing the four finger holes and trying them with her own fingers.

"Yesterday there was a demon in the house?" The appearance of the room charm appeared in his mind, and the appearance of Anxia sleeping.

It's absolutely impossible to come to the demon.

Did Anxia make it herself?

Mo Xiaozao pursed his lips, as if this was the only way to explain the source of this finger hole, and turned on the faucet casually, and then the water played with his teeth.

After packing up, she walked out of the bathroom.

Habitually picked up the mobile phone, pressed it on, and Li Haiyang's words appeared on the phone, "What are you doing?" If you're okay, come to the Flower Garden Cafe. ”

Throwing away her phone, she took out a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on her body.

I walked lightly to the door, put on my shoes and walked out, and met the landlord who was carrying breakfast upstairs without accident.

She smiled kindly at the landlord, who just nodded and gave her a cold look.

No wonder the landlord didn't knock on her door today, it turned out that she went down to buy breakfast.

Turning around and walking to the next floor, the landlord said in a strange manner, "Little girl in this era, why do you dress up like a fairy in the morning." ”

Her face darkened, ignoring the tsk of the landlord behind her.

Soon arrived downstairs, Mo Xiaozao took the line car to the rich street where Mo Xi's wife was, turned two corners and entered the café.

Saying Li Haiyang's name, the waiter took her to a separate box in the back.

In the elegant room, Li Haiyang sat in his seat, with an open book in his hand, and looked up at the door when the door opened.

"It's coming." Li Haiyang's voice was calm, with a friendly smile, he stood up and pulled out a chair for her.

"Yes, come here." Mo Xiaozao instinctively pulled his clothes, nodded at the waiter, and sat next to Li Haiyang.

In front of her, there was a menu, the red cover was in golden lettering, and the large blooming peonies were gorgeous and rich.

Mo Xiaozao picked up the menu, scanned it casually, and chose a cappuccino. And Li Haiyang chose a caramel macchiato.

The waitress went out, the two of them faced each other, and she handed her mobile phone to Li Haiyang.

"I've saved 50,000 words, you can click on it to see if you need to revise it." Mo Xiaozao's voice was very faint, and he opened the menu and continued to read.

It's not that I still want to do anything, it's just that I haven't seen French for a long time, and I'm inexplicably a little kind.

After all, I have studied, and now I feel at home when I see it.

"Okay, I'll take a look. What do you like despite the point. Li Haiyang took the phone and didn't forget to say in a low voice, "If you don't know French, you can come and ask me." ”

"Thank you." She nodded politely, not saying that she knew French, and that she was extremely fluent in French.

Putting down the menu, she quietly waited for Li Haiyang to finish reading.

It took a long time for Li Haiyang to breathe a sigh of relief, put the phone on the table, and still looked at her with a light smile but very seriously.

Mo Xiaozao threw the sugar cube in the coffee, pinched the spoon and stirred gently, "Finished reading?" ”

"I'm done." Li Haiyang pushed the phone back to her, picked up the coffee and sipped it lightly, his half-squinted eyes were lazy and luxurious, and the occasional revealed gaze looked directly at people's hearts.

"What do you think?" Naturally, she wouldn't let Li Haiyang speak first, she spoke first, and chose the dominance of the entire discourse.

"It doesn't look amazing that day." Li Haiyang said mercilessly, "That day it looked very direct, fast, and it was all a direct sense of the picture, and now there are a lot more descriptions in the text, but the picture is gone." ”

"Where's the picture." She lowered her voice and threw a sugar cube into the quilt.

Watching the sugar cubes melt in the coffee little by little, her white hand picked up the cup, the taste rushed to her mouth and nose, and the corners of her mouth curled.

She knows her picture very well, even if it is faint in the back, she will not lose the picture.

Moreover, she was writing this article for Bai Luohuan to read.

"The next few pictures, although you can still see the pictures, but they can't be connected at all, and there is no reason why they start in some places." Li Haiyang snorted coldly, and the coffee cup he put down made a crisp sound.

There was a silence in the room.

The sound of breathing also slowed down a lot, and only the eyes of the two people collided with each other, trying to defeat each other.

Li Haiyang sighed in his heart that Mo Xiaozao was good, and he couldn't see Mo Xiaozao's broken palms and sweaty hands at all.

"Where is that picture?" Naturally, propping up her chin, she was the first to break the silence, "Tell me if you say it, I'll explain it to you." ”

"It's fine." The slender hand held the phone, clicked on the file at random, and quickly flipped to the blue place.

She didn't type the words in blue, which was obviously marked by Li Haiyang when she was reading, and not only changed the color, but also wrote the reason separately below.

Like a broadcast, Li Haiyang read it to her word by word, the voice is particularly good, if you ignore the excessive language, the whole atmosphere will be more perfect.

"But you can't get rid of it here." She interrupted when she heard the usual, and stood up and looked down at her phone condescendingly.

"I know, and you don't have the slightest problem signing now, but it would be better after the change." Li Haiyang smiled lightly, clicked on the keyboard on his mobile phone, and his thumb flew quickly on the nine keys.

In just a few minutes, her article changed its flavor.

The words of that description, in a different way, are still in the original position, and the whole text is colored.

"Anything else?" Mo Xiaozao was sullen in her heart, knowing very well that Li Haiyang's ability to write things was higher than hers, so the price of the article would be to be negotiated.

The little hand hung down and clenched, and she took a deep breath, "I'll change it together and send it to you to sign a contract." ”

"Nope. I'm just telling you, that's how the text went. A sharp gaze penetrated her body, and her big hand slammed on the table lightly, "It's disgusting." ”