"What do you think?" Mo Qibai looked at Luo Liyan as if he was looking at a second fool.

When Luo Liyan saw him like this, she didn't get angry, but felt a sweet feeling in her heart.

Although I don't understand why he wants to find a reason to keep himself around, this feeling of being treated special is actually quite good.

Mo Qibai looked at the little rookie who rushed to the snack rack to collect and was silent for a long time, but still took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

It wasn't until the text message was sent that he realized what he had done.

A little impetuous pinched the phone, he resisted the urge to regret it.

Since it is her own toy, her eyes should follow her honestly.

If he looked at those who didn't matter, he wouldn't mind taking those attractive eyes down and making them into specimens.

It's not honest anyway, and it's useless to stay on her.

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After eating some lunch outside, Luo Liyan went back and seriously lay on the sofa to revise the draft.

In fact, it is not so much a revision, but a re-rigorous sub-paragraph.

She knows very well what level she is.

And after dividing the paragraphs, and looking at it again, I feel more and more that this writing is super good.

One ring after another, it seems that everyone is suspicious, and it seems that everyone has the ability to commit crimes.

Mo Qibai came out of the study and saw her slightly red lips and looked at the computer with an obsessive expression.

Her brows couldn't help frowning, and she always felt that she was looking at something messy.

"What are you doing?" His voice rang out coldly, making Luo Liyan tremble in fright.

Raising her head, she gasped for air in shock.

"I'm looking at what you wrote!"

"It's really embarrassing for your IQ!" Mo Qibai's face turned pale, and he sat down next to Luo Liyan.

squeezed her lying flat until she curled up.

"Teacher Qibai!" Luo Liyan suddenly seemed to think of something, and smiled sweetly.

Mo Qibai lazily took care of her, quietly looking at the book in his hand.

"Pray for the white god?!"

"Pray for Sama!"

The softer and sweeter voice made Mo Qibai's heart not calm down at all, his body was strange, and there was an inexplicable commotion.

"Soul calling?! Something you can't just say? ”

He closed the book heavily, and his face darkened again.

Luo Liyan was not afraid of him at all, twisted his waist like a water snake, and sat up.

With one hand propped up on the back of the sofa, her watery apricot eyes shone with a moving light.

"PRAY FOR SAMA, CAN YOU GIVE ME A SPOILER IN ADVANCE, WHO IS THE MURDERER OF THIS SERIAL MURDER CASE?"

"Want to know?" Mo Qibai's tone was very playful.

Luo Liyan hurriedly sat up straight and nodded vigorously.

She had just turned to the back in advance, but she didn't see who the murderer was.

It was like a kitten's paw, scratching at her heart.

"I don't know!" Mo Qibai spread his hands, "Didn't you see everything I wrote?" ”

"Impossible! You've got an outline! SAMA, YOU'RE OKAY, TELL ME! Luo Liyan folded her hands and put them on her chin, pitifully please.

"Why should I spoil it for you? Reasoning, the final answer is the most attractive part! Why should I trust you to tell you the most important thing about my book! ”

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[Guess what, what is SAMA going to do?] 】()

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