Because the proportion of bookshelves is too large, it seems that the whole study room is not very large.

The desks are on the left side of the shelf, and they are only an arm's length away from each other, so you can reach out and take down the books on the back side.

There was a laptop and a cactus and a succulent plant on the desk, and a few pieces of paper and two books scattered around the mouse.

Looking at it from a distance, a few lines were written scattered on the paper, and Su Qingjia was about to get closer to see what was written on the paper, when Wen Jiming's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Qingjia was taken aback, raised her head suddenly, and glared at Wen Jiming with angry eyes, "Why don't you walk silently, scare me." ”

Wen Jiming held a fruit plate in his hand, put it on the desk casually after approaching, and glanced at Su Qingjia, "It's because you're too focused." ”

Moving his gaze to the messy manuscripts and books on the desk, he frowned and explained: "I went out this morning after finishing the code, and I was in a hurry to go out, so I didn't have time to clean it up." ”

Su Qingjia glanced at Wen Jiming, and then said slowly: "Don't worry, even if you are really sloppy, I won't dislike you." ”

Wen Jiming replied to her with a smile in his voice, "That's really a lot of love." ”

Su Qingjia cut a sentence, it's great to be cultured, don't think I can't hear that you are ridiculing me for "loving" you again.

Returning her gaze to the table, she glanced at the handwriting on the top piece of paper, picked it up and looked at it in surprise, "Are these your outlines and manuscripts?"

Wen Jiming picked up a cleaned apple and handed it to Su Qingjia, nodding by the way.

"You just showed me that?" Su Qingjia looked at the development behind the outline on the paper, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I will give you spoilers on the Internet?"

"Whatever you want, I'll change it again. Wen Jiming saw that she didn't take the apple, so he personally handed it to her mouth, "Do you want to eat it?"

Such a pet, huh...... Su Qingjia's heart softened, and obediently took a bite of the apple with Wen Jiming's hand.

"Hiss......" gasped, Su Qingjia's face wrinkled, "It's so sour." ”

"Is it sour?" Wen Jiming raised his eyebrows, and then took a bite of the place where Su Qingjia had bitten, chewed it twice and swallowed it, his face did not change much, "It's okay, it's not so sour." ”

Su Qingjia didn't agree with Wen Jiming's taste, and lowered his head to look at the remaining manuscripts and outlines.

Suddenly, on the penultimate piece of paper, I saw a very familiar name - Yu Muhan.

He was also deliberately drawn in a large circle with a black pen.

If she had found a treasure, she quickly picked up this piece of paper, wanting to find out the later development of Yu Muhan's character from it.

Wen Jiming said lightly: "Don't look for it, no." ”

Su Qingjia paused, "Why not, since it is an outline, shouldn't there be the development of follow-up events?"

Although the outline is helpful for the author to organize his thoughts, to a certain extent, it also restricts the divergence of later thinking. Wen Jiming paused, and changed to a more understandable statement, "The character of Yu Muhan should belong to a tragic character, but as for how tragic it is, it depends on the development of the plot later." ”

Su Qingjia: "......"

She understood, well, in other words, Yu Muhan is a cup in it, but to what extent the cup is depends on how dark the author's heart is.

Being a writer is such a waywardness.

She remembered the fans of Yu Muhan who gave Wen Jiming a reward, and couldn't help but mourn for two minutes for their money.

Also, she remembered that Yu Muhan was also a fan of the Great God, and imagined that when Yu Muhan clicked on the new chapter of the Great God of the Ming Dynasty with anticipation, she found that she had become a character in his pen, and she was still an extremely tragic and tragic character, how sour her her psychology should be.

...... Feeling that Yu Muhan's psychological shadow area can't even be counted by Archimedes.

She put down a few pieces of paper in her hand, her eyes rolled twice, and she suddenly leaned in front of Su Qingjia and asked him, "Why did you suddenly write about the character of Yu Muhan?"

Wen Jiming glanced at her and said lightly: "I'm rubbing the heat." Just because he wrote about Yu Muhan, there were a lot of new posts in those post bars that hacked him, saying that he was unscrupulous to rub traffic and popularity. He didn't pay attention to it either, and only concentrated on writing his own book.

Su Qingjia naturally didn't believe this kind of nonsense, and squinted his eyes, "Really?"

Wen Jiming didn't speak, Su Qingjia poked his side face with his fingertips, "Are you jealous?"

originally thought that he would not admit it, but who knew that Wen Jiming nodded very frankly: "Yes, so you'd better have less contact with him." ”

He paused, and then threatened very seriously: "If you don't obey, I'll write you into my book." ”

Su Qingjia: "......" This is really a deeply frightening threat.

I was afraid that one day I would provoke Wen Jiming, and then he wrote it into the book without saying a word, and then became one of the thousands of strange ways to die, and since then it has become famous all over the world.

But seriously, both Ming Dashen's books have sold well, and many of them have been translated into many Chinese and sold overseas.

Yu Muhan has always wanted to open up the international market and improve his popularity abroad, so being on Wen Jiming's book can be regarded as a way to become internationally famous, right?

The more Su Qingjia thought about it, the more she looked forward to Yu Muhan's ending and death in the book, she grabbed Wen Jiming's arm, raised her eyebrows at him, and asked him if he could reveal Yu Muhan's ending to herself in advance.

Wen Jiming rejected her with a smile, wrapped his big hand around her forehead and pushed her face aside, and walked out of the study without looking back.

Su Qingjia pursed her lips, followed Wen Jiming out, walked halfway and came back again, and took the fruit bowl out together.

Then Wen Jiming led her to visit the master bedroom and side bedrooms at home, as well as the kitchen and bathroom, and sat on the sofa in the living room and asked her how she was.

Su Qingjia was stunned, "What's the matter?"

"The overall decoration style, do you like it?"

“...... It's okay. Su Qingjia felt a little inexplicable, "Why are you asking me this?"

Wen Jiming said lightly: "I'm going to buy a house, and I'll ask you about your preferences before decorating." ”

Su Qingjia sighed, and found a lot of slots from Wen Jiming's words, "Why do you suddenly want to buy a house again?"

In today's skyrocketing housing prices, she just wants to sigh when she says she will buy it, it's good to have money.

"Make a wedding room. Wen Jiming smiled, a little incomprehensible, "That's why I asked you about your preferences." ”

“......”

"Do you have any questions? You don't have to ask me who I'm marrying, do you?"

“...... If it's okay I'll go first, you're busy. ”