How do you take root in a girl's heart?

This may be something that many people have to study for a lifetime, but as long as the conditions are okay, the boy can more or less take deep roots in a girl's heart, and once the girl wants to pull it out, she will even have blood and flesh pain.

Qiu Yuan didn't expect that he could have this kind of weight in Bai Xiaoyu's heart, let alone hope, and there was a high probability that he wouldn't have this ability.

Qiu Yuan just wanted to prick Bai Xiaoyu lightly.

There are many ways to prick this kind of lightly, and the easiest way is to make Bai Xiaoyu feel that Qiu Yuan has something she needs, and then she will ask Qiu Yuan for it.

This is the only way to lick the dog, of course, licking the dog is not rewarded, and under normal circumstances, it does not ask for anything in return.

Good thing I can mine!

Qiu Yuan thought about it, and with a professional and serious attitude towards work, he began to investigate what Bai Xiaoyu liked.

Bai Xiaoyu's first impression of Qiu Yuan's room is exquisite and caring, and the delicacy here does not refer to decoration, but Bai Xiaoyu has spent a lot of effort to take care of her room.

There are a lot of wall stickers on the white walls and Bai Xiaoyu's own paintings, which range from the childish children's graffiti at the beginning, to the flowers and trees painted by the gradual maturity of the painting skills, and the characters can be included in the scope of 'beautiful murals'.

This wall may be a record of Bai Xiaoyu's upbringing, from a little girl who could only draw graffiti with crayons to a big girl who could paint pleasing works with watercolors and paints.

This also shows that Bai Xiaoyu has lived here for some years, at least since she was in elementary school.

The owner's various thoughts can be seen in other parts of the room, such as the hanging rattan chair placed in the corner of the room, and the somewhat old ragdoll placed on the head of the bed.

Delicate and exquisite, but Bai Xiaoyu's room is still a little messy, her wardrobe is open, and the clothes in it are full, and there are one or two of them that Qiu Yuan shouldn't see.

Maybe Bai Xiaoyu didn't expect that Qiu Yuan, a strange man, would enter her room.

Under normal circumstances, Qiu Yuan dared to step here, and Bai Xiaoyu would most likely fight with Qiu Yuan.

Qiu Yuan focused his attention on other places, that is, what Bai Xiaoyu likes and what he is interested in, this is actually easy to find.

What the brother-in-law said was actually right, what Bai Xiaoyu liked was the things that modern young girls liked, Qiu Yuan found a bookshelf in her room, and there were some models and figures on the bookshelf, and more novels and comics.

Unlike the kind of literary works that Lin Wanxiang reads, Qiu Yuan can't read a single page of the work with his frowns, and the novels that Bai Xiaoyu reads are more in line with the tastes of young people.

It's like "Love Story" or something.

"This girl... Isn't there a shortage of books? ”

Qiu Yuan glanced at Bai Xiaoyu's computer desk again, and found that the bowl of instant noodles that Bai Xiaoyu had soaked was blown out by Lin Wanxiang, a demolition engineer, before he could eat it.

But there are a lot of physical novels piled up on Bai Xiaoyu's desk, and these books that she specially bought and collected must have been read several times.

There is also a desktop computer on the desk, the configuration does not look cheap, Bai Xiaoyu deliberately locked the computer before leaving the room, it seems that she has been prepared for a long time, and Qiu Yuan has no way to find out what information is in her computer.

can know that Bai Xiaoyu likes to read novels, it is very easy to do, Qiu Yuan looked at the themes of the novels she was reading, not all of them were love themes, to be precise, love themes accounted for a small part.

It's more of the kind of adventure fantasy and fantasy works that boys like to watch.

"It seems that we can only start with novels? If it doesn't work, you'll have to use the last killer move. ”

Qiu Yuan was actually thinking about whether to save the opportunity of these 20 chapters to write some world famous books, but Qiu Yuan was stunned and couldn't think of what to write.

When writing songs, Qiu Yuan can at least remember the name of the song, but most of these world famous books Qiu Yuan can't even remember the name, and as for those well-known short stories, Qiu Yuan can't remember either.

But Qiu Yuan, the novel that young people love to read, can still remember the name, and the first thing Qiu Yuan thought about was whether to write some martial arts works, but this Qiu Yuan didn't feel quite in line with Bai Xiaoyu's taste.

"I need a book that will make this girl want to chase after a chapter or two." Thinking of this, Qiu Yuan found a pen and manuscript paper for drawing from the backpack where the notebook was placed.

As for why you should use manuscript paper to write instead of using a notebook to type the electronic version.

The most important thing is that there is only one handwritten manuscript paper, and if you put it in the electronic version, the convenience of the Internet will make people feel that the electronic version can be shared at will, and anyone can read it.

There is no such exclusive feeling, what Qiu Yuan wants is this kind of exclusive, unique, and needs to be cherished.

This will make Bai Xiaoyu feel that this is a work written specifically for her, and only she can read it, this sense of exclusivity can make Qiu Yuan pierce Bai Xiaoyu a little deeper in her heart.

There is a high probability that the value of the jade produced by the mineral product will be higher.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yuan directly used the perfect novel creation opportunity in three of the 20 chapters, and after using it, the original vague plot of the novel in Qiu Yuan's mind began to become clear.

What is clear is not only the plot of the novel, but also the first three chapters of the novel, where every word seems to be imprinted in Qiu Yuan's mind.

All Qiu Yuan has to do is to reproduce it, and Qiu Yuan does not plan to make any modifications on this basis, because this will destroy the aura or spirit of the text.

What different authors write feels different, but if you want people to read a novel, the most important thing is to make people comfortable reading.

"It feels good that you don't need to think about it, you just need to write."

Qiu Yuan's pen has not stopped, Qiu Yuan only plans to give Bai Xiaoyu the first three chapters, the first three chapters are enough to determine the winner, if Bai Xiaoyu likes it, she will write a little bit a day, let her keep chasing more.

As for what Bai Xiaoyu still wants to read after the twenty chapters are written?

This doesn't matter about Qiuyuan! Bai Xiaoyu still wants to read it after reading twenty chapters, which means that Qiu Yuan has been deeply rooted in Bai Xiaoyu's heart.

What other fiction is this writing? Wouldn't it be nice to pull the cute white sister to do something else?

………………

At this time, the lovely white sister was leaning against the refrigerator in the kitchen with a cold face, and in front of her was Lin Wanxiang, who was busy in front of the cutting board.

Lin Wanxiang didn't lie to her, she really came over to help cook.

The second lady of the Lin family doesn't seem to be pampered, maybe Lin Wanxiang can't go to the hall, but she can go to the kitchen.

After Lin Wanxiang carried a large bag of vegetables into the kitchen of Bai Xiaoyu's house, she found a headrope to tie up the black hair behind her, then rolled up her sleeves and found an apron to tie on her body.

This preparation soon turned a literary girl into a good wife at home.

Lin Wanxiang's cooking skills Bai Xiaoyu can't see anything for the time being, but she is still qualified in knife work, Bai Xiaoyu silently stared at Lin Wanxiang with a kitchen knife to cut carrots into shreds.

The two of them never said anything to each other, but Bai Xiaoyu knew the purpose of Lin Wanxiang's coming here.

"Even if you're done cooking, I won't let you see him!" Bai Xiaoyu's words made Lin Wanxiang's action of chopping vegetables a little slower.

This small detail Bai Xiaoyu also observed, which made Bai Xiaoyu very proud and happy, everything that could make Lin Wanxiang feel frustrated and uncomfortable could make Bai Xiaoyu feel happy, which would make her feel a sense of revenge.

Bai Xiaoyu has wanted to see Lin Wanxiang's jealous expression for a long time, although Lin Wanxiang was expressionless throughout the whole process, a person's movement range and breathing rhythm can still expose a lot of things.

However, Lin Wanxiang cared so much about Qiuyuan or Bai Xiaoyu was a little surprised, but the more Lin Wanxiang cared about Qiuyuan, the happier Bai Xiaoyu became.

Because now Qiuyuan is her thing! She could let Qiu Yuan do whatever she wanted, and Lin Wanxiang could only watch from the side.

But Bai Xiaoyu is not uncommon, it is enough for her to see Lin Wanxiang's jealous appearance once, and she doesn't want people from cloud media to come to her house.

"He's here to be my tutor."

Bai Xiaoyu also happened to want to leave in the autumn, she felt that if she didn't explain it to Lin Wanxiang, Lin Wanxiang would come back tomorrow.

"But as long as I don't talk to him, my mom will invite him back in a few days, so don't come to my house tomorrow." Bai Xiaoyu said her plan.

This statement made Lin Wanxiang's knife, which was still cutting vegetables, slash on the board with a loud sound.

This knock also scared Bai Xiaoyu, but Bai Xiaoyu was not afraid, and directly took out the feather duster hidden behind her, if Lin Wanxiang really had any plans with a kitchen knife, she could resist.

Lin Wanxiang put down the kitchen knife, turned her head to stare at Bai Xiaoyu with a vigilant face, and then said...

"A word is a certainty..."

"What is a word? What did I agree with you? Bai Xiaoyu asked puzzled, but Lin Wanxiang didn't answer and turned around again and began to cut the vegetables.

Of course, I'll return Qiuyuan to me in a few days... Lin Wanxiang couldn't say this sentence, because Qiu Yuan didn't seem to be hers either.