The whole book, the fastest update of the fast wear rule: the black male god with a belly, the latest chapter of the strong pet!

Luo Liyan, who was still in a rage, heard this, and even forgot to be angry.

With his mouth slightly open, he looked at the man in front of him, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Teacher Qibai, your operation is a bit sassy!" Luo Liyan teased playfully.

Disturb?!

Mo Qibai frowned slightly, obviously a little displeased.

"You're trying to reject me?"

"I don't say that, it's just that I specialize in the art industry. Teacher Qibai, what you write is brain-burning reasoning, and I am just a writer of Mary Sue romance, the two of us are a little out of line with our majors! Luo Liyan didn't know why, and Mo Ming felt a little ashamed.

Thinking of the YY love plots in her plot, she felt that she might be a little unable to face the man in front of her.

She could have imagined that if he saw his own, with his poisonous tongue, he would only dislike himself worthless.

Mo Qibai had never seen the female frequency, so it was not easy to refute Luo Liyan's words, but his brows were furrowed together.

He just said such a thing because he was in a hurry and wanted to make the rookie happy.

Since she didn't want to let herself interfere, she naturally wouldn't force it.

As long as she stopped being angry, this goal was achieved.

The two of them had a casual meal outside, and then they went back to the afterglow of the evening rush hour.

After brewing coffee for Mo Qibai and preparing fresh fruit cuts, Luo Liyan thought back to what happened during the day, and suddenly felt inspired, so he rushed back to the room as if he had been burned by fire.

Holding Mo Qibai's computer, he coded up frantically.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night, 10,000 words were not long, not short, and she wrote it until the next morning, and she barely managed to do it.

I wanted to get up and make breakfast for Mo Qibai, but in the end, I couldn't resist the call of the god of sleep, and fell asleep deeply.

Mo Qibai cleaned himself up and walked out of the room, the emptiness of the room made him have a dream, this home is still the only one he has the illusion.

But this is only a momentary illusion.

He quickly reacted that the little rookie was afraid that he didn't know what he was going to do last night, so he overslept today.

Gently pushed open Luo Liyan's door, and her notebook was kicked to the corner of the bed, and she couldn't drop it.

Mo Qibai walked over, picked up the computer, and then covered her with the quilt that had been kicked open, and then walked out.

The rich coffee made the room warm and soft, and his slender fingers slid across the computer, and he patiently read Luo Liyan's outline and the things he had coded last night.

Then he sighed and rubbed his eyebrows.

He seemed to understand a little bit why the rookie would say that he understood what he wrote was so difficult to understand.

Judging from her vocabulary at the level of a primary school student, it is really difficult for her to let her look at herself.

Mo Qibai was suddenly a little worried about the manuscripts she asked her to revise.

If she changes it to this way, I'm afraid that the wisdom of my life will be lost.

Trying to calm down, he typed out Luo Liyan's draft and outline directly, and Mo Qibai resigned himself to revising it little by little.

When Luo Liyan slept until the sun rose at three o'clock, what he saw was the A4 paper full of coffee tables, and the smell of rice from the kitchen.