"Then you say, where is the color in the novel I wrote?" Qin Song's heart was divided into two uses, and while coding words, he was talking to her.

"You ......" Mu Zixuan was choked and speechless, what did this make a girl say? What did you write that you didn't have points in your heart?

"Well, even if I admit what you say, so what? It's not that readers like to watch it and do what they like. I write to make money, not to stumble, so you see, why? Now do you say that you read more with color, or write with more color? "Qin Song took advantage of the victory to pursue, beat the water dog, joked, fought with me, and became a little tender.

"You, I'm ......" Mu Zixuan was directly KO, "you" for a long time, and I didn't find a reason to refute it after cup overload, Qi's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his teeth gurgled, so angry, I really want to bite something!

"Well, sit down." Qin Song pursed his lips, motioned for Mu Zixuan to sit on the small bench, and moved the computer screen a little more to make it easier for her to read the content.

"Hmph, I don't look at it, who is rare." Mu Zixuan sat on the small bench with his head tilted to the side, I was watching the night scene, so I don t want to read the broken novels written by the bad uncle, it is not rare, it really is. Even if I die today, I won't take a look at the broken novel you wrote.

"Okay, good, if you don't look at it, you won't watch it." Qin Songle hehe, I think the little girl is really funny, she loves to get angry when she teases, she blushes at every turn, she is simply cute, she pulls the page down with the mouse at the beginning, and reads it softly, quietly, and emotionally, "If I have 10 million, I can buy a house......"

Don't listen or don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures, hum. Mu Zixuan held her head in her hands, covered her ears, and stared stubbornly at the window with her big dripping eyes.

Qin Song didn't care whether she really listened or not, she read to herself, just as she was catching insects, "I danced gently, in the crowded crowd,

The strange look you cast on me, whether it was surprise or appreciation, did not mess up my dance steps.

For it is not your gaze that makes me fly, but my young heart. ”

This paragraph echoes the text at the beginning, which is the heroine's dancing and flying sign. It can be seen that the strong self-confidence of dancing and flying, even if there is only one person, but also dancing and flying, a person, can also be brave self-appreciation, self-applause, do not need to care about the eyes of others, just like the dew on the flowers in the morning, and like a light little butterfly.

"Because it's not your gaze that makes me fly, it's my young heart." Mu Zixuan muttered quietly, covering her ears tightly, revealing several fingers at some point, and even her stubborn big eyes moved out of the window inch by inch and turned to the computer screen.

Isn't my uncle a novelist with colors, how can he write such literary and artistic words? The silly white sweet heroine who dances lightly and flies and the domineering president are completely opposite personalities.

Mu Zixuan is an introverted and shy girl in real life, so she has envied those girls who are confident and don't care about the eyes of others since she was a child. It just so happens that Dancing Feiyang is such a person. The full and distinct characters instantly aroused Mu Zixuan's interest in reading.

But, five minutes ago, I swore that I would never read my uncle's novels, and that I would be a puppy.

"It's strange, why didn't Uncle read it." The fingers were further apart, and it had reached the limit, Mu Zixuan secretly glanced at it, and found that the uncle was staring at the screen seriously, and beautiful words appeared on the screen with the sound of keyboard tapping.

Damn, it must be pretty, I want to see it.

Mu Zixuan glanced at the dog, quickly turned his head to enjoy the night view, and then glanced at the dog quickly, and couldn't help but shake in his heart.

Hmph, my uncle always bullies me, and I always suffer, so it's not too cheap uncle, hmph, I have to take revenge on my uncle.

Yes, he must be avenged. Then read his novels and ignore him, he will definitely be angry, right?

Mu Zixuan kept doing psychological construction for herself, and finally found an excuse that seemed reasonable and tenable, the depression faded, and she no longer peeked at it doggyly, moved her buttocks, leaned over, and looked at it openly.

Well, that's fragrant.

"Is this a story about online dating?" As the storyline unfolds, every interesting exchange between the ruffian Cai and Qingwu Feiyang on the Internet makes Mu Zixuan, an Internet addicted girl, deeply fascinated. Could it be that this novel was created by the uncle based on himself? Mu Zixuan's little heart tightened for no reason, remembering the process of knowing her and her uncle, didn't it start from the Internet?

"A sky without clouds is still a sky, and a cloud without a sky is no longer a cloud."

"Waiting is like a night of insomnia, helpless and long." Mu Zixuan remembered how helpless and long it was at night, when she waited for her uncle at the station and met the old hooligan.

"Love is deep like, like is faint love." She watched quietly, every word, every sentence, is so elegant, so literary, after thinking about it, but there is a deep truth.

I didn't expect the young uncle to be such a literary person.

Phew~ There are fireworks outside the window, rising into the air, blooming, like fairies scattering flowers, like peacocks opening the screen, leaving a bright night sky.

On both sides of the street, young couples stopped and kissed each other to commemorate the unforgettable holiday.

Eighteen-year-old Valentine's Day, it seems to be quite romantic. Mu Zixuan supported her chin with her small hands, and her eyes involuntarily fell on Qin Song, who was concentrating on coding words, and the screen emitted a glowing light, as if she was draped in a hazy shirt for him.

When will I be able to meet my own ruffian Cai?

It doesn't matter if the lipstick is fake, as long as the lip print is real. It doesn't matter if the necklace is fake, as long as the love is real. So I say, the network is virtual, it doesn't matter, as long as you, it's real.

"Hey, why are you so close to me, you won't take a fancy to me, will you?" Qin Song rubbed his sore wrist, felt his nose itch, and found that Mu Zixuan didn't know when it was about to stick to him, and the tips of the double ponytail dangled in front of his nose, scratching him and wanting to sneeze.

"Huh. How is it possible, I won't take a fancy to you. Mu Zixuan also felt that the distance between the two was too ambiguous at this time, her face was slightly red, but she refused to admit defeat.

"Then why are you so close to me?"

Mu Zixuan clasped his hands to his chest and snorted coldly, "I read novels." The title of the book is so... So..., I'm going to supervise you, save you from making mistakes. Hum. ”

"But, you were looking at me just now."

"I, I ......" Mu Zixuan was very suspicious, how could an old straight man like an uncle write such a literary and delicate novel, it was really strange.

Looking at the time, it's almost eleven o'clock, and there will be a signing meeting tomorrow, Qin Song saved the coded novel, turned off the computer, and went to the bathroom to take a shower with a change of clothes.

"Whoa!" Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Mu Zixuan's heart was nervous, and she hid her body tightly in the sofa, is it time to sleep, people are not ready yet.

Qin Song came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, didn't even look at Mu Zixuan, and went directly to the big bed. Two lives, this concentration is not lacking, although I like beautiful women, I am not a person who can't walk when I see a beautiful woman.

When I took them in, I purely looked at the little girl as pitiful, and I never had any intention of seeing it.

The lights were turned off, and the room was plunged into pitch black, with only a few mischievous rays of moonlight slipping in through the window.

The first time she had sex with a man, Mu Zixuan couldn't sleep nervously, and was thinking about whether to chat, but she heard snoring over there. This dog man, Mu Zixuan was speechless, could it be that he was really unattractive to him?

I don't seem to be small. Mu Zixuan touched the most gentleness, and I don't know if Qingwu Feiyang and the ruffian Cai were together in the end. I pondered some problems in my head, and soon, I also fell asleep. On this day, I was really tired.

After a night without words, at six o'clock the next morning, Qin Song woke up on time, in order to exercise, he had the habit of running in the morning every day.

"Huh." As if something was not right, Qin Song moved his arm, as if he was wrapped in a large sponge, soft, opened his confused eyes, and there was a person lying on the side, not Mu Zixuan and who was it, at this moment she was curled up like a little kitten, her hands were tightly holding his arm, and the whole person was about to press him.

Damn, didn't this guy let her sleep on the sofa, why did she run to bed? Qin Song lowered his head, and the snow-white peaks loomed.

"Hmm...... It hurts, you're crushing my hair? Mu Zixuan stretched her waist, her white and tender little hands reached into the quilt, something hit her, it was really uncomfortable. Immediately after, a scream that pierced through the clouds and cracked stones resounded through the room, "Ah~~~ You, you, you, what did you do to me?" ”

Qin Song took the opportunity to pull out his arm, hunched over and got out of bed, picked up his clothes and pants and wrapped them around his waist haphazardly, "Damn, I should ask you, I didn't let you sleep on the sofa, why did you go to bed?" ”

"I ......" Mu Zixuan rubbed her eyes, just woke up, a little confused, and didn't understand the situation at all, "What sofa?" What bed? "After being stunned for a long time, the brain that was down finally started to run, yes, why am I in bed? After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that she seemed to get up to go to the toilet at night, and fell asleep in a daze.

Lifted the quilt and looked at it, the pajamas and pajamas were well worn on the body, and the body was not abnormal, still a little uneasy, "You really didn't do anything to me, did you?" ”

"What can I do to you?" Qin Song was not angry, and he didn't say a word when he went to bed, Lao Tzu slept soundly, what can he do to you? ”

"Cut, that's not good." Mu Zixuan's gaze intentionally or unintentionally skimmed at the clothes that Qin Song was blocking around his waist, and his tone was teasing, "Tut-tut." "Hmph, I'll just say, I'm also a beauty by my own size, how can I not be attractive?

"You ......" Qin Song was speechless, he was actually molested by a little girl.

Hmph, bad uncle, if you call you, you'll bully me. Mu Zixuan looked at Qin Song's helpless expression, smiled, and finally won back the city.

The morning sun was rising, and the girl's cheeks were burning a little brighter than the morning glow.

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