Because that's what they say every time they ask her to write a manuscript!

[Show me how crippled]

The other end didn't pause much, and sent the story directly to her.

When Fuyue saw it, she directly blackened her face.

Grass! There's only one sentence for Temeow! Is this a mutilation?

[There is a loquat tree in the garden, and it was planted by my wife in the year of her death]

Just such a poem.

Fuyue thought about it and replied to him directly.

[Now it's like a cover, don't thank you for taking it away! ] 】

[Woo woo, don't, don't be so ruthless! 】

Fuyue pinched the center of her aching eyebrows.

[I've been writing a new work recently, and I don't have time to take on the script. 】

She can write a script for a year, and sure enough, when she heard her say this, she immediately replied and sighed that she couldn't work with her once.

[There will be a chance to cooperate in the future~]

After the conversation ended, Fuyue put a mask on herself and watched the video for a while, and the time was almost half past nine.

Today, the WeChat of Fuji Nanyi, who just added, looked for her.

Fujinani: Are you home?

Fuyue clicked in, and her hand quickly typed on the keyboard.

A small Zhou porridge: I'm back, thank you for the meal today, it's delicious~

Fujinan, who had already come to the bar here, looked a little softer at her reply.

Fujinanyi: I'll make it for you next time

Fuyue didn't pay attention to it, so she naturally agreed.

And the meals he cooks are really delicious!

It's a shame not to be a chef.

A small Zhou porridge: Okay, looking forward to the next time~

Fujinan: Well, I'm going to get to work, good night.

A small week porridge: good night

After chatting, Fuyue took off the mask and washed her face, didn't stay up any longer, turned off her phone and went to sleep.

In the next few days, she stayed at home almost every day to chase dramas, and even rarely communicated with Fuji Nanyi's WeChat.

Until the coming of Friday.

Gu Yao came to her house early in the morning and found her.

"Porridge porridge, get up, I'll take you to do beauty, styling and clothes."

After coming out of the shadow of being cuckolded by her former subject, this little girl resurrected again with full blood and continued to wander around.

Fuyue covered her head with a quilt, listening to Gu Yao's words, her heart was speechless and irritable.

In the end, she couldn't help it, so she had to lift the quilt and get up.

"Aren't you tired early in the morning?" She scratched at her messy head.

Gu Yao hugged her arm and rubbed it on her chest.

"Didn't you say you would accompany me to my brother's school celebration tonight?"

At this time, Fuyue was a little sober, lowered her eyes to look at Gu Yao, and opened her mouth suspiciously.

"You're so excited, you can't really find a boyfriend younger than you, right?"

When Gu Yao heard this, her eyes widened: "Am I that kind of person?" ”

Fuyue nodded: "You are." ”

Gu Yao pursed her mouth, hugged her arm and shook it, coquettishly: "I don't have it." ”

Looking at her cheeks with spring, looking like she was in love and couldn't extricate herself, Fuyue didn't believe her nonsense even more.

Some disgusted pushed her head away.

Fuyue said: "Okay, don't be greasy, don't block me from getting up and washing." ”

"Okay, get up, I brought you breakfast~"

"You still have a little conscience."

……

The two of them walked outside all morning, and Fuyue's legs were sore and sore.

In the end, it was Gu Yao who bought the most things.

Looking at the things carried in the big bag and small bag in his hand, Fuyue rolled her eyes.

"Sister, let me go, I want to go home and rest."

Gu Yao, who was shopping in high spirits, heard her words, stopped to look at her wrinkled face, thought about it, and finally said compassionately.

"Then go sit down for a while."