Qi Momo subconsciously tightened his skirt, and replied with a smile: "Yes, yes?" ”

Lu Xinghe didn't say much, in fact, it was against his character to be able to say this sentence, although this was not very good to listen to in other people's ears, but it was a real pity for him.

For the sake of a family banquet, Qi Momo was also pitiful.

Pitiful and pitiful, unfamiliar and unfamiliar, Lu Xinghe has no obligation to enlighten, after all, this is his own choice, I just don't know if she is not happy at all if her mother saw it, or if she wants to see it.

After Lu Xinghe left, Qi's mother dragged Qi Momo excitedly, "What kind of dress did you wear this morning?" Lu Xinghe seems to prefer you like that, and you will keep that kind of dress in the future, do you hear? ”

Qi Momo looked at her mother's face, how did she feel unfamiliar, is this really her mother who cares about her and loves her, why do you want to distort and change her at will to cater to a man who has only met twice?

Qi Momo lowered her head, she didn't dare to refute Qi's mother, but whispered: "He actually doesn't like it." ”

She could see that Lu Xinghe's eyes did not have the same surprise as when he saw Mingqiu in the morning, but he was very indifferent, this was not taken to heart at all, and it was estimated that the sentence he just said was his rare gentlemanly tenderness.

Qi Mu glared, "Didn't you hear his words just now?" Isn't that like? ”

What it is, is conscience.

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of Qi Momo's mouth, she really couldn't imagine that one day she would have to rely on a man, a man who likes men, to maintain her preferences.

It's ridiculous!

"I'm tired, I'm back in my room." It was a moment before she said that.

Qi Mu hummed without being salty, "Remember to put on a mask after you go up, take good care of your skin, do you hear!" ”

“…… Well. ”

So, she didn't hear Qi Momo's tired voice just now, right?

Even if it's a word of maintenance, it's no problem, can you follow it with a sentence of "rest early"? At least Qi Momo will feel much better in his ears.

She leaned against the door panel, aggrieved and dazed, she was now thinking about what she had lived for more than 20 years in front of her. What's the point? Are all the care and love for more than 20 years fake?

She didn't know, because the first half of her life was really too simple, so simple that she couldn't figure it out.

Over there, after Lu Xinghe went home, his mobile phone had been piled up with a lot of messages from old friends, and the most recent one was: [Friend verification has been sent, why haven't the children added me yet?] You help me ask. 】

Lu Xinghe glanced at it, [If you don't add it, you will wait. 】

【…… It's not you who are in a hurry.,I'm preparing an album.,Now it's a lack of songs.,If there's still a good one, I'll want it firsthand.。 】

Lu Xinghe turned his phone twice, and still clicked on the top chat: [What are you doing? 】

What a straight man, what a boring sentence, if it is really replaced by someone else, it will be over, and there is no way to even move your fingers to reply to it.

But Mingqiu was different, he looked at the message sent, and subconsciously closed the diary spread out on the table, as if he could see it through the network cable Lu Xinghe.

Then I wanted to cover the stamp: [I didn't do anything, I'm ready to rest.] 】

It's ten o'clock.

In fact, this time is not a break time for young people, is it?

Lu Xinghe was also a little puzzled, [Excuse me? 】

[Nope.] ] Simple text chat Mingqiu can still calmly reply to a word, if it is really a call with Lu Xinghe or face-to-face, Mingqiu, who is not good at lying, must be flushed and stumbling.

It took a few minutes for the other side to send a message again, [I have an old friend who admires your score and has applied to add you as a friend. 】

Mingqiu sighed, only to find out that there was really a friend application, and the applicant's name was Hu Ke.

This is really a strange name, Mingqiu thought to himself that it should be the WeChat name.

He just doesn't know about that circle, so he doesn't know the person Hu Ke, which is really his real name. is not a serious singer, but he will release an album every year or two, not to mention an idol idol, but there are many Weibo fans.

It is said that Hu Ke is a typical young master who comes out to play, and he doesn't expect to make money by selling albums or anything, and he may have to make a lot of money a year, but as he himself said in an interview: It's hard to buy happiness. As long as it is the score he likes, no matter the price, he will get it, let alone the person he fancies.

As soon as Mingqiu's application was approved, Hu Ke directly transferred a sum of money, but because there was an upper limit on one-time transfers, he also transferred a long list in batches.

Mingqiu looked at the golden transfer on the screen, shook his hand, and directly sent a full stop.

What does that mean?

Immediately followed by the explanation from Hu Ke's side, [Xinghe said that those scores were all written by you, and I bought them, this is the reward. 】

Mingqiu's hands were trembling, he gave Lu Xing and three or four scores in total, how could there be hundreds of thousands of rewards? He isn't even a fledgling rookie now, at most he is still cultivating in the thatched house.

[That's a bit much......]

Hu Ke: [Not much, these scores are worth it.] 】

Mingqiu's head began to sweat, and the money sent over didn't make him happy at all, [I can't ask for it. 】

【？ How? Don't want to sell anymore? But I really like your style and want to have a long-term relationship with you, so if you can, you should think about it. 】

[Not so. I just don't think I'm being paid that much. 】

Hu Ke looked at this sentence over there, and only thought it was funny, it seems that this is really a little guy, he hasn't even estimated his own value clearly, maybe he underestimates himself, he kindly sent it to Lu Xinghe, [I won't tell him the rest, you can explain it to him yourself.] 】

Lu Xinghe replied very coldly, [Hmm. 】

"Tsk. This tone is really like a scumbag, shouldn't this man just throw it away when he finishes using it? Huke was amused by his thoughts, shook his head and put his phone aside, and then looked at the score written by Mingqiu, and he marked all the places he thought needed to be changed.

Although Lu Xinghe said that he could help revise it, in Hu Ke's opinion, this kind of thing still needs to be done by the original author, only the original author knows the emotions that a work wants to express, so after seeing these complete, he has already dispelled this idea, not to mention that he has added Mingqiu's friend now, what does this mean?

They can be contacted at any time! Why do you need the existence of Lu Xing and this middleman!