"Little badass! Sister is waiting for you in vain at night, hehe! When Li Mo got into the car, Yi Meng bit Li Mo's ear and said charmingly.

After Li Mo heard this, he was about to have a nosebleed, this goblin, how can I clean you up.

On the way back, Wu Caiyun asked questions about Yi Meng, so that Li Mo didn't know how to answer.

Anyway, what happened to Yi Meng before, Li Mo didn't plan to tell his parents, so let's take it as a white lie!

Back at "Nirvana Villa", Li Daniu and his wife had a guilty expression at five o'clock.

Of course, Li Mo didn't, so after putting Li Daniu and his wife down, he planned to drive to the county seat again.

"Going to do bad things again? Running back and forth to the county, are you tired? Xiao Wu looked at Li Mo and said with contempt.

"Hee-hee! Little Fifth Sister, if you let me do bad things to you again, hehe, then I won't have to go back and forth to the county so troublesomely. Li Mo grinned.

"Come on! It's just that I don't know who's doing bad things to whom! Xiao Wu pouted.

After hearing Xiao Wu's words, a scene appeared in Li Mo's mind.

On the big bed, Xiao Wu gave himself a beautiful shoulder wrestling, and then in his own resistance, he violently tore up his clothes, and then sat on his own body, taking off his clothes one by one.

In the voice of himself shouting "don't", a "Guanyin sitting on the platform" sat down...

I can't think about it anymore, it's not easy to be too violent and too small.

"Little Fifth Sister, I'm afraid of you, let's do bad things to others! You, too violent. After Li Mo finished speaking, he ran into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and got off the "Fugui Villa", provoking Xiaobai, who was following the car, stopped in the door of the villa, screaming at the disappeared "Hummer", and his eyes also showed a "resentful" look.

"Humph! A little rascal with a colored heart and no lustful guts! Xiao Wu looked at the "Hummer" who had disappeared and muttered in a low voice.

Not long after, Li Mo came to the county seat again and drove directly to "Taiping New Village".

It's still afternoon, and Yi Meng can't come back so early, so Li Moxing ran back in a hurry, still guarding the empty room alone.

Sitting on the sofa, Li Mo, who was bored, and Yi Meng's newly bought desktop computer suddenly had the idea of writing two novels.

turned on the computer, and the screen of the computer startup made Li Mo stunned for a while.

I saw the picture of the computer, which is the very classic picture of the later generations, indos97.

Li Mo thought about it, the most mature indos97 seems to be officially launched on August 27 this year, and it has more USB support than the previous indos95.

The real Internet era has really arrived.

In fact, for the second book to write, Li Mo had already thought about it before.

Since "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" is a book about writing about the Ming Dynasty that is neither like history nor like a novel, then this time I will write a real novel about the Ming Dynasty, and it is called "Back to the Ming Dynasty as a Prince".

"Yueguan" is big, I really can't stand you, without "Back to the Dynasty as a King", I don't know if you can still become a god.

"Hui Ming" is a representative work of history in later generations of online novels, a "Hui Ming", which suddenly made Yueguan embark on a miracle.

But this novel is a bit of a stallion, and I don't know if it suits the taste of today's people.

However, Li Mo later thought about it, Huang Yi's "Looking for Qin" is not only a stallion, but also yellow, isn't the sales also very hot?

So, Li Mo's "Hui Ming" career began this afternoon.

When I wrote this, I couldn't take it, and I wrote it until 6 o'clock in the evening, and it was more than 50,000.

Li Mo nodded with satisfaction, and as soon as he closed the computer, he heard the sound of the door opening, and then Yi Meng pounced on Li Mo who was just sitting on the sofa like a vicious tiger.

Without waiting for Li Mo to react, Yi Meng had already stripped Li Mo of his essence, and then his clothes were peeled off little by little, and finally, a "Guanyin sitting on the platform" completely included Xiao Li Mo in another mouth.

Li Mo was a little dumbfounded, Nima, the plot imagined on Xiao Wu at noon actually happened to Yi Meng.

After that, the two of them nestled on the couch, and neither of them wanted to get up to cook.

After a nest, Li Mo was really hungry, so he had to put on his clothes and go to the kitchen to clean up and cook.

The meal was ready, but Yi Meng was still naked, nestled on the sofa, but holding a copy of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" in his hand in the br >

"Put on your clothes and come over to dinner, I wrote the book, and I can recite it to you." Li Mo said speechlessly.

With a "snap", the book in Yi Meng's hand fell to the ground, and Yi Meng flipped it up with a "hula" and took two steps in front of Li Mo.

The waves, the fierce surges, simply don't let people live.

"You really wrote this book?" Yi Meng said a little unconvinced.

"I really wrote it, I was just writing the second book, it's saved on your computer, you can go if you don't believe it" Li Mo has nothing to hide from Yi Meng, of course.

So Li Mo said while serving Yi Meng a meal.

"Little villain, what else in this world you wouldn't have?" Yi Meng was stunned for a while, then held Li Mo's face with stars in his eyes and kissed him non-stop.

"Ahem! Sister Meng, let's settle down our stomachs first and then continue, okay! ”

"Okay, eat first!" After Yi Meng finished speaking, he sat naked opposite Li Mo, and then picked up the bowl.

"Ahem, Sister Meng, you won't eat like this, will you?" Li Mo looked at Yi Meng's round ball resting on the dining table, and he was about to spurt blood.

"Don't you like that?" Yi Meng said, and shook the pair of round.

"Like, like! Eat, eat, eat! Perhaps, this is the most exciting and uncomfortable meal in Li Mo's life.

After the two mouthfuls finished eating, they didn't even clean up the dishes and chopsticks, so they picked up Yi Meng and threw them on the bed, and then I don't know when it was dark before falling asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Li Moshen was light and refreshed, and he slept soundly, so he got up gently, cleaned up last night's dishes and chopsticks, and made breakfast.

After breakfast was ready, Yi Meng finally got up, the flush on her face had not yet receded, she was wearing pajamas, and her lazy expression was very fascinating.

"You little villain, how do you feel like a cow at such an old age? tossed people half to death. Yi Meng scolded.

"Hee-hee! I don't know who screamed last night that Comfort died. Li Mo served Yi Meng a meal.

"You little scoundrel, you're going to die! No one else has it. Yi Meng may have thought that her appearance yesterday was indeed not very elegant, and a trace of blush appeared on her face at this time.

……

"Are you going to the hotel after eating?" Li Mo asked.

"I'm not going, I'm going to accompany you today, it's not your birthday next Wednesday! Maybe you won't be able to come to school at that time, so I'll give you your birthday today. Yi Meng ate the breakfast handed by Li Mo, and her heart was full of happiness.

After hearing Yi Meng's words, Li Mo's heart warmed again.

He didn't mention his birthday to anyone.

But the people who are close to him know it, such as parents, such as Yin Tsunami Liu Qiwu, such as Yi Meng at this time.

Li Mo believes that on August 15, Xiao Aihua will also call him and wish him a happy birthday.

After breakfast, Yi Meng hurriedly turned on the computer and went to write "Back to Ming".

But this is easy to cute, this one is out of control, and tears are shed.

After Li Mo cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, his face was full of tears, and he couldn't help but panic.

"Sister Meng, what's wrong with you, why are you crying?" Li Mo said while wiping Yi Meng's tears.

"Thank you, little villain!" Yi Meng said with teary eyes.

"Okay, what do you say, thank you?" Li Mozhen didn't know why Yi Meng was crying so sadly.

"I know, this book, you wrote it based on me, thank you so much."

"Huh?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it, he was really a little crying and laughing.

The plot of "Hui Ming" is really a bit imaginary with Yi Meng's experience.

Han Youniang, the heroine in the book, if it weren't for the male protagonist Yang Ling crossing over her husband who died of illness, she would have become a widow at a young age, and since she married her husband, she has always been perfect, isn't this another copy of Yi Meng?

And isn't she the Yang Ling who loves her after crossing over? Moreover, like Yang Ling, he is also a good person in the ninth generation.

Nima, that's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?

"Sister Meng, since I created the role of Han Youniang based on you, you should be like Han Youniang and be strong. Hehe, I'm Yang Ling who has crossed over, but I came with hundreds of years of knowledge from later generations, with me, what are you afraid of? Li Mo said wrongly.

At this time, Yi Meng stopped crying, but kept staring at Li Mo, making Li Mo furious.

"Sister Meng, don't be shy if you keep staring at me."

"Little villain, you can't really be from the afterlife, right? Otherwise, how can anything? Only by crossing can it be explained, you are so old, but you have such a big ability. The more Yi Meng thought about it, the more likely it became, especially when he thought of the first time he met Li Mo, after Li Mo asked the sentence "This year is that year, that month, that day", it felt more likely.

Li Mo "chuckled" in his heart, knowing that it was bad, this was really smart but was mistaken by cleverness.

"Sister Meng, that's just a novel, don't you bring the story in the novel to reality, okay, if I'm really a person who has crossed over, then I'm not a monster? I can't write this novel anymore, and if I continue to write it, I'll make you torture and go crazy. Li Mo really wanted to cry.

There are so many novels by the great gods of later generations, why did you choose a "Hui Ming" that is very similar to your own experience to write? Isn't this nothing to do for yourself?

"You dare, if you don't finish this novel, don't go to my bed in the future, huh!"

"Good, good! I write, can't I write? Alas! Some people even said it's my birthday! Don't want to give it to me. The question was shifted, and Li Mo hurriedly added more materials.