Zhao Ji's request is simple.

But she still looked at Wang Xie with some worry, for fear that the word "no" would pop out of Wang Xie's mouth.

Wang Xie rubbed his chin with his hand, slowly thinking in his heart.

According to Zhao Ji's request, he only needed to pick up a pen and paper and copy the poem "Yuan Xi" again, and it didn't take much effort.

However, Wang Xie didn't want to do this, because this poem was written now, which was neither timely nor appropriate, and it was not particularly suitable for Zhao Ji.

Wang Xie, who was deep in thought, recalled the recent bits and pieces with Zhao Ji, as well as the cute appearance when he found Zhao Ji in the Acropolis, so gradually Wang Xie also had a bottom in his heart.

"Give me the pen." Wang Xie smiled and gestured to Zhao Ji.

"Huh?" Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly handed the brush to Wang Xie excitedly, and then walked quickly to the other side of the table to help Wang Xie hold down the paper.

No way, the desk is still a little too small.

Standing in front of the desk, Wang Xie pondered for a while, and then wrote a few big words.

"Butterfly Loves Flowers, Leaning on the Wind of the Dangerous Building"

Is it written wrong? Zhao Ji looked up at Wang Xie in surprise.

But I saw that Wang Xie was still holding the pen steadily, and the whole article was completed in one go.

[Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine. Looking forward to the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky. In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke. Speechless, who will rely on will. 】

[I plan to get drunk with the crazy picture.] When it comes to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually widened, and I never regretted it. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. 】

After writing, Wang Xie wrote his name and year, month and day on the lower left side of the white paper.

Then he looked at the written words and nodded with satisfaction.

"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. Zhao Ji, who looked at the complete content, kept repeating the last two sentences in her mouth, as if she was already crazy.

And Wang Xie didn't expect that Zhao Ji looked gorgeous on the surface, but she was still a literary young woman in her bones.

……

Wang Xie didn't eat at Zhao Ji's house in the end, and after writing this picture, he politely said goodbye to Zhao's father and Zhao's mother.

And Zhao Ji didn't keep him, but sent him downstairs empatheticly, and then straightened his somewhat messy collar for him, and watched him drive back.

After all, there is still an eldest woman in Wang Xie's house.

Driving out of Zhao Ji's community, Wang Xie suddenly returned to his heart like an arrow and went straight to Dongshan Villa.

……

Dongshan Villa A No. 8.

in the living room.

Liu Qin'er stood up suddenly, staring blankly at the man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the living room, as if she couldn't believe her eyes, but a trace of joy passed across her face, completely exposing her heart.

At this moment, Liu Qin'er wanted to cry a little.

Since the two got married, they have never been separated for such a long time, and even if Liu Qin'er has a job, she tries to pick the one that she can rush back the same day or the next day.

And at this moment, Wang Xie couldn't hold it back.

He strode forward, and then hugged Liu Qin'er fiercely in his arms, greedily sniffing the familiar shampoo smell on Liu Qin'er's hair.

"It's a little darker, but it's also a little stronger." Liu Qin'er hugged Wang Xie and couldn't help muttering.

The two hugged quietly for a while, but Liu Qin'er's face slowly turned red, because she seemed to sense that Wang Xie was a little restless.

"You came back so late, did you eat?" Liu Qin'er tried to change the subject.

"No, I don't." Wang Xie, who was holding Liu Qin'er, replied sullenly.

"Then I'll cook for you, you can eat something first." Liu Qin'er struggled to escape from Wang Xie's arms.

"Hehe, I'm going to eat you first." Unexpectedly, Liu Qin'er's idea was seen through by Wang Xie, and she was not given a chance to escape at all.

"Oops." Liu Qin'er let out a coquettish cry and was hugged by Wang Xieheng.

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in the bedroom.

Liu Qin'er, who was already weak, lay flat on the bed, and gasped for a while before she said angrily to Wang Xiejiao: "How long have you been holding back, how can you look like a cow." ”

And Wang Xie was lying next to Liu Qin'er, smirking.

"Why, Zhao Ji didn't feed you, and she was so anxious when she came back." Liu Qin'er is a woman after all, this will ease up, and she is still a little jealous.

"Conscience of heaven and earth, we have done nothing." Wang Xie, who was slandered, also hurriedly defended at this moment.

"Hmph, who believes." Liu Qin'er snorted, but then she felt that Wang Xie, who was next to her delicate body, seemed to be again.

"Huh?" Liu Qin'er screamed, and suddenly looked up to see Wang Xie's innocent eyes.

"In order to prove our innocence, I can only work harder." Wang Xie made a high-sounding excuse for his actions.

(500 more words omitted here)

When the clouds and rain stopped again, Liu Qin'er felt that she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

However, seeing that Wang Xie seemed to be a little unsatisfied, Liu Qin'er hurriedly endured and said to Wang Xie: "No, no, I believe you." ”

"Okay then." Wang Xie gently hugged Liu Qin'er, enjoying this moment of warmth.

However, this night, after Liu Qin'er recovered some physical strength, she struggled to get up and rinse off a little, and fell asleep deeply.

And Wang Xie, who was still hungry, looked at the sleeping Liu Qin'er.

What about cooking for me?!

……

There is only a dead ox, and there is no corrupted land.

When Wang Xie looked at Liu Qin'er who was in high spirits after getting up the next day, he couldn't help but sigh.

The two had a simple breakfast, and after Wang Xie sent Liu Qin'er to the company again, Wang Xie did not go up.

Anyway, no one in the company knew that he was back, so of course he skipped work again.

found a random teahouse near the company, and after Wang Xie asked for a quiet private room, he redialed Zhao Ji's phone.

He is looking for Zhao Ji today for business.

During the trip, Wang Xie found that Zhao Ji was still very enthusiastic about reappearing on the stage.

But Zhao Ji's current situation is actually not too good.

First of all, Zhao Ji's positioning, the name of "Charming Queen" limits her character to death, so Zhao Ji needs to formally face the problem of transformation next, and he needs to talk to Zhao Ji.

The second is that Zhao Ji is now a free person, although it is true that people are relatively free, but this also means that Zhao Ji's next production channels, distribution channels and publicity channels need to be re-established, but this is not difficult for the current Wang Xie, and the most unfortunate can still borrow the channels of Starlight Entertainment.

Finally, Zhao Ji's current singer rating is high, and she can only be regarded as a first-line singer now. It's not that there are no singers who have fallen from the king and queen to the first line, but there are very few who can rise back, and most of them are in the process of impacting again, and the songs sent out do not have much repercussions, but accelerate the drop of the level.

But this is actually what Wang Xie is least worried about.

Because of the golden song in his hand.

Too much.

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