By twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Mike's fingers were still flying on the keyboard, and he didn't mean to stop.

Inspiration is a very mysterious thing, sometimes the thoughts are like a spring, and sometimes the hard squeezing can't be squeezed out.

So when he was inspired, Mike would write hard, regardless of everything else.

Mike doesn't care, but Xiao Right can't ignore it.

It is both prosperous and lossy with Mike, and even if Mike doesn't care for his body, it will help Mike cherish it.

It's still in the form of the left hand, and the little right teaches Mike the control of the left hand, just a clone to read the paper version of the light novel.

Now, seeing that it was lunch time, Xiao You asked Violet, and then ordered takeout for four people.

Xiao You doesn't need to eat, these four portions are for Mike and Violet.

Violet eats two servings, and Mike eats two, just right.

Not long after ordering food, the sound of a motorcycle came from outside the big iron gate, and then there was a knock on the door, "Hello! Your order for takeout has arrived! ”

"It's efficient!" Xiao You praised it, and then asked Violet to fetch the food.

It can't walk away now, and it can't see people.

Violet nodded obediently, took the money and walked to the door of the big iron gate, opened a small window and handed the money out.

The takeaway guy took the money and counted it, and then handed in four lunch boxes full of food from the small window.

Violet took the lunch box and closed the small iron window without saying a word.

In the past four months, Violet's Chinese has been very good, but she can only barely communicate in Japanese.

So under normal circumstances, she doesn't talk to others, which is easy to arouse the suspicion of others.

Of course, this is also the reason why she is more afraid of life and does not want to contact strangers.

Back in the house with the lunch box, Violet looked at the food ordered by Xiao You.

Teriyaki chicken rice bowl, teppanyaki eel rice, omelet rice, shrimp fried noodles.

Violet's eyes lit up, these were her favorite meals.

Mike loves good food, and as long as it's delicious, he'll accept it, so he's not a picky eater compared to Violet.

Usually during meals, Mike will go to different restaurants according to Violet's taste, so that Violet can be taken care of to the greatest extent and let the girl eat what she wants to eat.

Even if there was an order for takeout or something, Mike would ask Violet to choose what she wanted to eat first, and Mike would eat the rest.

But today, Violet didn't want to eat first, she wanted to eat with Mike.

Today, she hadn't spoken to Mike in the morning, and she wanted Mike to touch her head.

Standing next to Mike, who was still pressing the keyboard rapidly, holding the lunch box, Violet thought about it, but finally didn't say anything to stop Mike.

Even though she knew that if she called Mike, Mike would not be angry, but would smile and touch his head, and then eat with him.

But Violet knew that Mike was busy with business at the moment, and she didn't want to disturb Mike.

The girl didn't understand anything or anything at the beginning, but now she understands a lot of people's feelings, and it can be said that Violet was well taken care of by Mike.

In fact, this is the case between people, except for a small number of white-eyed wolves who are not familiar with them, sincerity can often be exchanged for sincerity.

Mike was still engrossed in the words, not noticing what was happening in the room.

This is inevitable for all of us when we put all our energy into one thing.

After writing a conversation, Mike moved his fingers slightly.

After pressing the keyboard for a long time, even if his physique exceeds that of ordinary humans, his fingers are still a little painful.

It is necessary to rub your fingers and move your wrists.

At this time, a pair of white little hands reached over, took Mike's right hand, and gently kneaded and massaged it.

Mike then noticed Violet standing to his right and the takeaway on the chair next to her.

"You don't need to knead it, I'll just move it by myself, you can eat quickly!" Mike smiled as he removed his right hand from Violet's soft little hand and stroked the girl's hair.

But Violet, after enjoying Mike's touch, stubbornly took Mike's hand and continued to massage his palm.

The girl's fingers were cold and soft, and they felt great to the touch.

Mike knew that Violet couldn't resist it, so he decided to pause the codewords and wait until he was done eating.

He was indeed hungry, too, and his stomach beeled several times when Violet squeezed his hand.

Taking his hand away from Violet's little hand, Mike touched the girl's hair again, and then gently scraped the bridge of the girl's smooth nose, "Alright, let's eat!" ”

Now, Violet didn't refuse, but nodded obediently and began to choose the food she wanted to eat.

But at this moment, Xiao You noticed that Mike had written half of the document on the computer screen, and suddenly something strange happened!

The article, which was originally neatly arranged and segmented quite smoothly, suddenly began to flicker and jump.

"Mike, look at your computer! Fluctuations appeared! Very intense! Little Right shouted, drawing the attention of Mike, who was flirting with Violet.

As soon as Mike turned his head, he saw the text on the computer screen detached from the display screen and flew around the room.

Combined with what Xiao You just said, Mike had a guess in his heart in an instant, "Yumi Ogata may be about to appear!" ”

Blue translucent text flutters and intersects in the air, forming a plot that is not written by Mike.

Yumi Ogata sat on the throne of the Celestial Temple, listening to the report of his archangel Stetra Mallory, thinking about how to turn today's affairs on the hands of the beautiful angel who looked to be only eighteen years old. Moreover, not only did he think about pushing the matter to the archangel who was like a secretary, but he also thought about what excuse he would use to have a cup of coffee with Jostella Mallory in the evening~'

At that moment, a storm of blue cubes flashed in the center of the temple, like a crystal of data. Yumi Ogata's divine eye ignited itself, exploring the situation inside the crystal storm. ’

With the power of the Divine Eye, the crystal storm gradually ceased to coalesce. Finally, a princess dressed in military uniform appeared in the center of the temple. ’

"Hello, Your Highness!" The princess in military uniform took the initiative to say hello, "Don't be surprised by the sudden visit!" ”’

"Who are you?" Yumi Ogata asked, narrowing his eyes. ’

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is, do you want to know the truth?" "You're actually a character from a writer named Mike, and your life is controlled by him. ”’

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