Hearing An Yuanyao's words, Liu Changqing was a little stunned for a while, he looked at the other party's face, and it was obvious that the other party was asking himself seriously.

Think for a moment.

"It's okay......"

Liu Changqing thought for a moment and gave his own answer, and then he felt a little strange about An Yuanyao who asked this question.

"You suddenly asked me if I liked short hair, what do I do?"

"Zhao Xuanwen's mother just now...... Does short hair look good? ”

“……”

An Yuanyao's words made Liu Changqing a little stunned, and then after reacting, he suddenly felt an urge to laugh.

Holding back a smile, his face leaned towards An Yuanyao's position on the side.

His eyes were fixed on her, and his voice was lowered.

"So what do you want to say?"

"I just saw you...... Keep staring at her......"

"You think I like her type?"

"Hmmm......"

"What the hell are you thinking in your head?"

Sitting up straight, Liu Changqing reached out and twisted the car key to start the car.

An Yuanyao looked at him, and her tone was a little anxious.

"So you ......"

"I don't like it."

Liu Changqing gave his own reply, looked at the car and saw that there were no pedestrians behind the car, and then drove away.

Mouthful.

"Don't think about such a small mess, I know what I like."

“……”

An Yuanyao was silent and didn't speak.

Without saying a word all the way, Liu Changqing returned to the company.

After parking the car, he opened the door and got out of the car, stood next to the car and waited for An Yuanyao for a while, and after seeing that the other party also got out of the car, they walked in together.

An Yuanyao returned to the small room that belonged to her.

And Liu Changqing went to Feng Qian's office.

Pushing open the door, Feng Qian's figure was not found, but only two children were lying on the table and looking at Liu Changqing who pushed the door in.

Liu Xiazhi hurriedly got down from the chair and trotted in front of Liu Changqing, with a worried expression.

After hesitating for a while, he asked.

She ...... Isn't it sick......"

"You have to call someone else's sister."

patting her daughter's head, Liu Changqing corrected her salutation, and then continued.

"She's just a little sick to her stomach."

"Isn't it...... I said I hate her, so she has a stomachache? ”

Liu Xiazhi said this sentence with her little head held high.

This made Liu Changqing stunned for a short time.

Daughter, this is ...... Concerned about that little girl?

originally thought that Zhao Xuanwen would hug her every time he saw her and not let go, which would make Liu Xiazhi hate the other party very much, but judging from her daughter's reaction, she still hugged her feelings?

Looking at her daughter's eyes, there was obviously a worried look in them.

Grinning.

"Don't worry, it's just that you've eaten too many popsicles, so Xia Zhi should also be vigilant, you can't eat too many popsicles, otherwise you will have a stomachache."

"Hmm!"

"Also, don't say you hate others at every turn in the future, it's very rude, if others often say they hate you, will you feel unhappy?"

"I ......"

Her father's words made Liu Xiazhi unable to answer for a while, she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, and finally nodded.

"I see...... It won't be like this in the future......"

"That's right!"

Rubbing his daughter's head, Liu Changqing walked forward, pulled out a chair and sat on it.

An Yuanyao is much more powerful than him.

Now that he has An Yuanyao joining, his daily workload has been greatly reduced, and he has slowly lost nothing to do.

Pokemon has come to an end, and only the final background music has not been resolved, but these are left to Feng Qian to deal with.

Today's Liu Changqing has nothing to do.

With nothing to do, he became the role of a daddy, just come to the office every day to watch the two children write their homework, and then turn on the computer code word when he has nothing to do.

The first volume of Breaking the Sky has been published and sold, and the sales are average, but fortunately, it has increased Liu Changqing's income.

wrote more, and Liu Changqing also discovered the drawbacks of writing.

The reason why I chose to break the sky to write at the beginning was because of the good popularity of this book in my previous life and the familiar routines.

But after all, it is very old, although there is a vague plot in the brain, but the theme that gradually deviates from it when it is written, Liu Changqing has already made up a lot of plots that have not happened in the original work.

Fortunately, it did not collapse.

is undoubtedly to fight monsters at a higher level, and then pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but there are too many repeated routines, which will inevitably cause aesthetic fatigue to readers.

Occasionally, when I saw the comments in the comment area, I saw that many readers began to put forward opinions on the problem of repeating this routine.

But Liu Changqing had no choice.

He also wanted to write more famous works in his previous life, but he sat in front of the computer and couldn't even make up the first chapter.

Leaning his head back in his chair, Liu Changqing looked at the ceiling.

I thought to myself.

After writing this book, I will close the pen......

Feng Shuyan gently put down the pen in her hand, picked up the Chinese textbook in front of her, jumped off the chair and trotted to Liu Changqing's side, stretched out her little hand and dragged Liu Changqing.

This brought Liu Changqing back to his senses from the fugue.

tilted his head to look at Feng Shuyan on the side, and spoke.

"What's wrong?"

"Fat uncle, what do you mean by that?"

Saying this, Feng Shuyan raised the Chinese textbook in her hand, and then pointed with her finger.

Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took the textbook handed over by Feng Shuyan, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at it.

It is an ancient poem.

“……”

The brow gradually furrowed.

Who wrote this, and how has it never been seen? The dynasty was the Zhou Dynasty...... Author, Wang Bai?

Is there such a person? Why is it not a little impressed?

His eyes were tilted, and he glanced at Feng Shuyan who was standing beside him, and Liu Xiazhi also stood aside as if he was joining in the fun.

The two children looked at Liu Changqing.

Focusing on the book again, the more I looked at it, the more inexplicable I felt, what February and March, elementary school learned such esoteric verses?

The goose goose song to the sky, he opened his mouth and came.

"Hmm...... The poem ......"

"Huh? When did you get back? ”

Feng Qian pushed the door and walked in, and saw Liu Changqing surrounded by two children, and his words held back the words that Liu Changqing was about to make up.

Seeing Feng Qian come in, Liu Changqing's eyes lit up.

"Come to Lao Feng, you explain the meaning of this poem to your daughter, I have something to deal with."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and handed the textbook to Feng Qian.

I don't know what happened, but the human being's knee-jerk reaction drove Feng Qian to reach out and take it, looking at the book in his hand.

"Isn't this "Sichun" written by Wang Bai?"

"Yes, you tell your daughter first, I'll go out."

Saying this, Liu Changqing hurriedly got up from the chair, and rushed out of the door after passing Feng Qian.

The three people in the room looked at Liu Changqing's figure walking out of the door, and Feng Qian was a little puzzled by this kind of action.

What's up...... In such a hurry?

Putting these aside and looking at his daughter, Feng Qian sat on a chair and began to explain the meaning of the poem to her daughter from the first sentence.

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