As a result, reality always slapped her in the face.

Ye Yeliang: "Give her some more time, just three days, she will definitely deliver the manuscript in three days!" ”

Oops, she's so grumpy.

Really, if Song Youqi hadn't liked him ('s paintings), he might have been beaten up by Song Youqi in reality.

It's a pity that the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high. The day before the event, when he was still shirking and saying "I can't send it outside", the hard-working Song Youqi was already standing at the door of his house.

Didn't you say outside? Didn't you say you've been busy lately? Do you really think that the residential address reserved for watching and playing in case you draw a hand-drawn manuscript is for watching and playing? Hong Kong Zhen, do you really think that lions will not be powerful?

Joke. She Song Youqi urged the draft, who dares not to hand it in.

One second she saw the news that he was outside, and the next she knocked on his door.

"Open the door, your takeaway has arrived!"

The door creaked open.

The door was opened by a handsome young man who seemed to have come out of a girl's comic, wearing a white shirt with an open neckline, loose suit pants underneath, and his hair was a little messy, and he looked like he had just woken up. He looks like he is only about 20 years old, which is about the same age as Song Youqi. This surprised her a little, because in her mind Ye Yeliang had always been the image of a polite and sweet girl, who would have thought that it would be such a young man?

Seeing her, he was stunned for a moment: "I didn't order takeout, are you looking for the wrong person?" ”

No, it's you who the old lady is looking for.

Song Youqi, who had experienced a hundred battles, quickly reached out to prop up his hand against the wall and pressed his foot against the door to prevent him from escaping.

Looking at the other party's shocked expression but with nowhere to escape, Song Youqi even felt a little happy.

Then she gently opened her lips and gently spat out a few words that were loud and reverberating:

"Where's your manuscript, huh?"

said that she wanted to urge the manuscript at close range, and she Song Youqi wanted to urge the manuscript at close range.

Ignoring the protest and not saying a word, Song Youqi carried a duffel bag and lived in the north of Yeyuan...... of the sofa.

Morning, noon and night, can you avoid the niceshoot she never missed?

As a result, he really let him escape.

He was locked in the house and couldn't come out until he finished painting, but he said happily: "I didn't want to go out in the first place, but now it's just right, you can go out and help her bring some fried chicken back." ”

He can't sleep until he finishes painting, he is really holding on to the sketch while making up for it, and the fairy aura is so permeated that Song Youqi is afraid that he will die suddenly, so he can only stop.

Pull out his network cable, this is good, he muttered that there is no material, no inspiration, no this and that, and it has been three hours since a layer of background color has just been laid, and the degree of completion is staggering.

The other party doesn't drink beer, but there are a few bottles of red wine in the wine cabinet that have been sitting for a long time.

There is not even a store near his house.

Just kidding, snacks are the romance of an otaku like her, okay?

Without nibbling potato chips and staying in that broken house all day and breathing the same air with people who are too lazy to save them, Song Youqi really can't bear it, okay? ?

During this time, Yahara Kita can also cook and do housework, and he will do everything except sketches anyway.

Song Youqi was very touched by this hard-working housekeeping, but you did draw some drafts?? What about the draft???

Ah, but the food he cooks is quite palatable.

In short, Song Yooqi, who watched the outrageous behavior of Teacher Yeyeliang every day like an old mother, finally managed to move out of his house after two months.

In those days, the editor-in-chief saw Song Youqi so excited as if he had met his father-in-law, and praised her with delicious and spicy drinks, trying to cover up his criminal behavior of throwing tiring work to her.

Scold.

It's the first time I've grown so big, and I've met a brazen painter who drags so neatly.

After a few weeks, the second time I moved in, the cottage is still so warm, nothing has changed~

The only difference is that there is an extra folding bed in the living room.

That thing is iron-hearted to let her live for a long time, right??

The grinding little goblin, she still can't obey him???

After Song Youqi's three-day power outage and five-day network outage, coupled with the lure of three genuine One Piece figures, Yehara Kita finally obediently agreed to deliver the manuscript in three days.

However......

The manuscript he handed in was simply unacceptable to anyone.

The male and female protagonists are gone, like slimes without strokes, and what's even more excessive is that the stickers are one east and one west, and no one dares to believe that it was painted by Ye Yeliang.

"Man, are you ready to bear my wrath?" Song Youqi clenched her fists with a smile, and beat her wildly for three hours in the ending where the other party couldn't escape at all.

In the end, under the ruthless threat of Song Youqi, Yeyuan North finally fought hard at the last moment to finish the final draft.

Seeing that the female demon was leaving, he finally felt the joy of redemption, and when the wandering soul was finally freed, he suddenly found that the female demon's luggage had not been taken with him.

A hint of uneasiness flashed through his heart, and then he asked, "Don't you bring any luggage?" ”

As a result, the female devil turned back. smiled evilly at her: "Of course, it's convenient for the emergency next time you delay the manuscript!" ”

Yahara Kita: "......"