Chapter 42: The Book Never Regresses

"That's okay, I'll buy your essay for a thousand words and a hundred, and I'll buy all the words you have, even with the outline of the text, not a word will be bad for you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info "Smoke Moon Xi held his head, and he didn't explain the science fiction he wrote.

Anyway, no one dares to ask her, which is also the benefit of her god.

If you want to get close to her, at least you have to weigh what you have, or, weigh what you can do.

Yan Yuexi thought, and the falling hand opened the river water is still shallow, "Dirty, don't touch it, you can't afford it." ”

"I'm not selling." Mo Xiaozao stood up and looked at the smoke and moontide condescendingly, "However, your article is mine, remember to write it well, make impulse articles, and enrich the website's library can also have income." ”

Her words were like sharp knives, piercing Li Haiyang's words just now.

Proud as the moon and tide, she was even more displeased with Mo Xiaozao, and she made a new idea in her heart, she wanted to kill Mo Xiaozao.

"What, do you want to say no now?" Mo Xiaozao said coldly, his long hair fluttered slightly behind him, it seemed that as long as Mo Xiaozao moved, those long hairs would turn into sharp blades and kill him.

"I didn't say yes at all." Smoke Yuexi put away her phone, walked to her with a sinking face, wiped her shoulder and walked out of the room.

"Bang."

The door was slammed, and the smoke and moon tide took the elevator straight down to the basement floor, and the car roared in the empty underground.

Yan Yuexi raised his foot and kicked in front of the car, and the car that was driving seemed to have been subjected to huge resistance, and the whole thing was bent together, and the blood fell to the ground dripping, turning into a pool of blood stains.

"Confined!" The smoke and moon tide roared, and the appearance of a girl turned into a man, holding the car with a big hand, and throwing it against the wall with a flick of his hand.

Mo Xiaozao, who was still in the party room, naturally didn't know this, but his body was inexplicably cold, so he picked up his mobile phone and left.

Because he didn't enter his home, he took a taxi from a local tyrant.

The taxi still stopped in front of her house, and she got out of the car by herself and walked through the many paths in her high heels, and finally got into her rental house after many stairs.

Her phone rang at that moment, and the unnamed number kept beating.

Scratch the green answer button, and the voice of the misty moon and tide sounded, "This book will be mine, you wait." ”

"You're starting to think you're going to win." The voice was not loud, and the sound of her unlocking was heard through the phone, and was listened to with her by the smoke and the moon.

"Heh, it's just to make you happy, what do you really think Li Haiyang can do?"

"I don't need him to do anything, but you, the new text is really in line with your style."

Mo Xiaozao opened the cabinet with a bang, put the underwear in the closet, put on his pajamas, and put the white skirt aside.

Makeup, not too easy to wash.

It's just that this is her best dress right now.

She hooked her lips helplessly, thinking that she had opened those shopping apps countless times, and in the end she just looked at those that were affordable and couldn't be affordable.

"You'll regret it."

"I never regret my choice." She closed the cupboard and threw the white dress into the basin.

"Just didn't meet me." The voice of the misty moon tide sank and became magnetic, "But now, you don't have a chance to meet someone else to regret it." ”

Mo Xiaozao hooked his lips, pressed the phone, turned it off, muted it, and threw it aside.

The rushing water hit the basin and the splash hit the mirror. The white skirt was wet a little bit, and most of the ghost energy on her body dissipated, and An Xia stood aside.

Her hands didn't pause as she washed her clothes, and her skin didn't know if it was because of the cold water or because of the exertion.

"I'll go to Li Haiyang for this article."

"This article of yours is suitable for a better platform."

"Which platform? Is the chocolate there? ”

She lifted her skirt out of the water, pursed her lips and frowned, poured out the water with a thud, and squeezed out a lump of dish soap from one side, tightening her eyebrows.

The turned on water made a noise against the dish soap, and the skirt that was thrown into the basin made a sound.

Anxia walked up to her and reached out to hold her arm, "You choose the chocolate submission yourself." ”

"Chocolate also changed his recommendation, and he likes the bad things of the moon and the tide." She wanted to tell Anxia that the book would not regress, but she stopped when she got to her mouth.

He could only take An Xia's hand away and rub her skirt harder, splashing most of the mirror.

Her hands were numb, but she was still washing, repeating the process of pouring water and rubbing it again and again.

"Mo Xiaozao." Anxia hugged her, rested her head on her shoulder, and gave up her last wish, turning into a weak sigh.

After all, this god can't be avoided.

As soon as she leaves Mo Xiaozao, Mo Xiaozao will die quickly.

An Xia's hands clenched, and the figure of his own modification flashed in his mind, and he lowered his eyes, "Li Haiyang can't develop this article." He has roots, but no funds. ”

I won't cultivate a god for no reason, and I won't do it just because I saw Mo Xiaozao's face.

"He likes Mo Xi'e." Mo Xiaozao said softly, and his eyes were extremely firm, as bright as the stars in the night sky, "And, I like it very much." ”

"And what do you want to do?" It's really not enough to understand Mo Xiaozao's life, but it's such an opportunity, I don't understand why Mo Xiaozao is using it now?

Mo Xiaozao would not tell An Xia that she did not know that Li Haiyang's location was like this.

"I want to put the article in Li Haiyang, although it will not be all the resources, and it will never be taken away from the recommendation." When I lift the skirt, there are still traces of the red on the skirt.

Her small appearance is really valuable.

"Smoke and Moon, you have to be careful, he is not only a demon, but also a very high-level demon."

"So what? I'm still a ghost. ”

After drying her skirt and entering the room, she picked up her mobile phone, and there were more than a dozen missed calls, all of which were smoky.

Finally, even dozens of text messages.

In an instant, she felt that Yan Yuexi was really childish, deleted all the messages, and opened the software that had been moved to Mozhu.

The interface of the software and QQ is almost the same, and it is also a friend, a group chat, and a live broadcast.

Before she could do anything, she received an added message, which was a group message, and there were only a dozen people in the group, quietly without saying a word.

She clicked on it and looked at it, it was all some words of the second middle school, what are the eighties-odd ghosts I saw today, and the smell of blood that I like.

Exiting the software, she logged in to QQ.

A lot of ninety-nine plus messages occupied the page, and the two words Mo Chu dominated her screen.

While she was looking at the news, the numerous groups were still jumping, moving up and down.

She clicked on the top group, and four hundred and thirty-seven unread messages were displayed in front of her, while the peach below was still sending a sentence multiple times.