Wen felt that he had missed hundreds of millions, and was about to continue to wail a few words, when he saw that he sent a red envelope again!!!

With a trembling hand, she smiled mildly, and silently worshiped the local tyrant in her heart, but she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth when she saw the amount of money she grabbed.

One point.

And so it was!

Well, it's not easy for people to send red envelopes, I can only blame her for the first two times The character is too bad, and I missed it every time, and if I really grabbed it, I would see it.

In fact, the scorching Qihua over there was originally intended to be like this, and then when he thought of Wen Yu's aggrieved expression, he couldn't help it a little, so he sent another one, as for why it was a point, it should be because Wen Su grabbed too **, right?

The corners of his mouth caught a little smile, and the beautiful man sitting on the other side of the computer didn't feel the gaze coming from his side until he slowly woke up, Oh, it's time to go to work, so he put away his phone in that pleasant posture, and continued to work as if no one was there, as if he wasn't the one who had just deserted there.

The great god left, of course, there was not much to stop, so he quickly tidied himself up and went to the mall to buy gifts.

Although her parents never showed much love to her, no matter how they were children, they still couldn't stop saying something hurtful to them, so they still prepared gifts slowly.

During this period, she actually miraculously remembered her syrup, and thought that Syrup was about to take a holiday for the New Year.

The author has always known about the fact that the author gave gifts to the editor, but at that time she was too lazy to be cute with the editor, so she wouldn't have thought of this.

But now, she has done so many sins in such a short period of time, and she thinks that it is better to please Lord Syrup, at least she can have a peace of mind in her heart, and she will not be so worried that the new book will be sent into the cold palace again.

After thinking about it, he finally exhaled, connected to the public WIFI, opened the buckle and poked the syrup, "Lord Syrup is about to have a holiday, you have to have fun, and, what kind of gift do you like." The facts show that Wen has become accustomed to the cute tone when talking to Syrup, and now he is also handy when he speaks.

Su Qihua, who had just started not long ago, heard the prompt sound of the system, just raised his eyelids, and then glanced at it slowly, and then flashed a trace of surprise.

"Well, no." After Su Qihua recognized the avatar of Wen Shu, he quickly replied, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

If you say yes, it's really hard to say.

After all, no matter what others do, he will never accept gifts from his authors, and there is always a sense of opening the back door, which is not good.

Huh?

How could Wen have a feeling that the careful thoughts in his heart had been seen through, and then he chewed his mouth, and poked his fingers back and forth on the mobile phone several times, and then he was ready to send out the words, "Then how did you accept someone else's." There was another feeling of differential treatment that shrouded the heart of the old man.

Although syrup is quite good for her now, at the beginning, that kind of day was unimaginable.

Of course, she was still afraid in her heart, so she sent out this word with a little resentment.

These words immediately aroused Su Qihua's doubts, and the beautiful man who was still sitting upright and showing his elegant posture didn't care about anything, and a pair of white fingers quickly swept over the keyboard, "Who did I take?" ”

Hmph, just pretend!

However, Wen So's attitude towards syrup on the surface is still very polite, or, rather than polite, it is more appropriate to describe it as grievances, and immediately typed four words, "Little fish fluttering." "Because there are quite a lot of warm groups.,Occasionally, I will peep at the screen or something.,I remember once I saw the chat history of Xiaoyu Piaopiao there and syrup.。

It was probably a gift to be bought, and the two of them chatted happily.

At that time, Wen still felt disdain in his heart, thinking that Xiaoyu Piaopiao was just buying the editor, and now that I think about it, the reason why people are so favored by the editor is probably also such a reason.

Su Qihua was silent for a while, and the look on his face was a little more tangled.

"That" Su Qihua, who has always been very eloquent, was a little speechless this time, and after muttering for a while, he spoke leisurely, as if he was just explaining a fact, "I said that I actually sent her back, do you believe it?" And he said, "Oh, when have you ever received a gift from the authors?"

As for the small fish fluttering, it is naturally a more special storage zài.

The gift of his own sister, how can there be no reason!

Like Su Qihua, Wen was silent for a while, and then said sullenly, "Then you can also send me back." After the message was sent, I realized that I was not overstepping.

Although she and Xiaoyu Piaopiao are people of the same period, the number of people is obviously much better than her, so it should be normal for people to have a good relationship with the editor!

And her review is a small hit on the street, I'm afraid it's not good to do this, right?

But the words have been sent, and there is no reason to withdraw it.

Anyway, she didn't have a good impression in Syrup's heart for a long time, and she really gave this gift.

It's just that Wen Gu waited there for a long time, and he didn't see the reply of the syrup, so he couldn't help but flatten his mouth, hum, it was really different! Then I blackened the syrup in my heart for a long time.

Just when she thought that the syrup should really not reply, the buckle window in the phone jumped out, and what Wen saw at a glance was that the syrup was as cold as before, "Hmm." "There was no more.

Huh?

So agreed?

With a mood that cannot be described in words, he carefully glanced at the syrup's reply again, and dared to be sure that it was true.

Although, the syrup's reply is just a hum word.

So the memories that had just complained about the syrup for a long time in my heart became cute again, "What kind of gifts does the syrup adults like, short skirts, stockings, or small shoulders?" "It's not ambiguous at all, after all, it's all what girls like.

There was no reply for a long time.

Eh, don't you like it?

Wen Gu shook his head again, and continued to ask cheekily, "Do you still want to bring lace, or a mask, lipstick, or something." "You shouldn't like it.