"It implies that the old lady has no brains, right, it's against you." Mei Anhe kicked Fang Yingyi's ass, and then lay down in his arms.

"Hehe, no, no, how dare I." Fang Yingyi tightened the person in her arms, and her happiness was about to overflow.

"Wow, this little handsome guy is so handsome, is this the husband I have never met?" Mei Anhe opened the homepage of "Literary Magazine", which posted Qin Song's personal profile and his headshot, deliberately pretending to be a nymphomaniac, wanting to be angry Fang Yingyi, hum, tell you not to play poker with me.

Report! Literary magazines are also fighting for sales, and they even openly use beautiful men!!

"What? Isn't your husband me? Fang Yingyi playfully pinched the face of the person in his arms, and was really a little jealous. Qin Song's kid, the skin is top-notch, and the soul is also interesting. People are really angry compared to people, why is there such a perfect man in the world.

Even if he is a fellow man, when he saw Qin Song in the video for the first time, he was a little jealous of his appearance.

"Hmph, didn't you still call your wife to the woman on your phone before, why, I can't marry a husband anymore?" Mei Anhe began to dig through old accounts.

Fang Yingyi raised his hand and said to forgive, "Okay, okay, I was wrong before, and I won't be in the future." ”

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." Mei Anhe opened the magazine in her hand, "The novel written by my husband, then I have to take a good look at it." ”

"Che, don't get your hopes up." Fang Yingyi saw that his wife was so interested in another man, and he was jealous, but he had lured the wolf into the room now, and subconsciously began to slander Qin Song, so that his wife would die, "Although this guy is good-looking and talented, he is too proud." In less than half a month, I wrote two novels of different genres, and I wanted to fight Song Xuanming and Li Jianzhang. ”

"Look for a beating, don't slander my husband." Mei Anhe continued to jump on the verge of Fang Yingyi's rampage, and she didn't bother to pay attention to him after jumping, so she opened the book and read it.

"Cut, three minutes of heat." Fang Yingyi saw that his wife really nibbled on the book, shook his head and smiled, he didn't believe that his wife could read the reasoning novel, she was not a reading material, and it was estimated that she couldn't remember all the names of the people in it.

The young couple lay on the bed, each holding a magazine, reading with relish.

Fang Yingyi saw the end and found that the murderer's modus operandi was completely different from his own guess, and at the same time, he suddenly realized, and had to sigh that Lao Li's level of reasoning was indeed high.

Mei Anhe did have the psychology of an angry husband at first, but when she opened the "Literary Magazine", she was quickly attracted by the content inside.

The first novel she read was "The Gift of the Magi" printed at the very beginning, women are sensual animals, easy to be emotionally supreme, she saw the end of the novel, a poor couple in order to give each other a precious gift, ruthlessly sold what they were most proud of, the emotions in their hearts surged, and their eyes were slightly red.

What girl doesn't yearn for pure love? This is the beauty of running in both directions.

Time ticked by, after Fang Yingyi finished reading "The Lantern Festival Murder Incident", she read other stories in "Reading Magazine" again, and the alarm clock rang, reminding them that it was time to sleep.

"Wife, go take a bath, it's time to sleep." Fang Yingyi put down the magazine in his hand, except for Lao Li's reasoning novels, which are a bit interesting, other novels are decent and not interesting.

"Wait, I haven't finished reading it yet." Mei Anhe muttered, holding the "Literary Magazine" and being fascinated, she was very dissatisfied with her husband's behavior of urging her to sleep.

"Okay. Anyway, it's off tomorrow. Fang Yingyi lay back, continued the novel he hadn't finished reading, and read Song Xuanming's satirical short stories, which was still the same taste as before, but now his mentality has changed, and he has lost the cynical energy he had at the beginning, he just feels bored, and he can't put it down when he sees his wife holding the magazine, and his heart is itching, what Qin Song wrote is really so good, "Why don't you read this first?" It's all written by famous novelists, and it's much better than Qin Song's two hangers. ”

"No, I'll just look at this, it's pretty well written." Mei Anhe refused.

"What are you looking at, let's watch together." Fang Yingyi licked her face and leaned the dog's head over, wanting to rub the book to read, otherwise it would be too boring, "Knock knock suspension bridge falling?" I've seen it on the Internet, as if some kind of evil reasoning has created a new mode of reasoning. ”

Fang Yingyi hugged Mei Anhe, and Mei Anhe hugged Qin Song...... The magazine I wrote began to read the novel together without shame, and in the small bedroom, there were exclamations and various discussions from time to time.

"How the hell did the murderer kill Mr. Qin?"

"I don't know."

"Who do you think is the murderer?"

"I don't know."

"You're so useless, I don't know anything about you."

"You are useful, then who do you say is the murderer."

"I don't know."

"Hey, don't flip so fast, I haven't finished reading it yet."

"Can't you just watch it faster? Look so slow, when can you see who the murderer is? ”

"Damn, the murderer turned out to be a monkey? That's too bad, isn't it? After reading the case revealed, Fang Yingyi was speechless, is this okay? No wonder the Internet says that this is a mystery novel that makes you want to beat the author after reading it.

"I think it's reasonable." After Mei Anhe read it, she was not as shocked as Fang Yingyi, whether the murderer was a monkey or who it was, it made no difference to her, she couldn't guess anyway.

"Reasonable is reasonable, that is, it's a little too tricky." Fang Yingyi couldn't think of a rebuttal, the logic of the novel is self-consistent, there are no loopholes, and all the rebuttals are explained by the author through Hua Chi's mouth.

Even if I know it's okay in my heart, I'm still angry and want to beat someone.

"This kind of reasoning can only deceive the reader once, and I will never be fooled next time." Fang Yingyi became competitive and urged his wife to continue reading, "By the way, didn't Qin Song still write a reasoning, continue to read." ”

"Still watching? It's not early, go to bed. Mei Anhe looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost eleven o'clock, not early.

"It's okay, rest tomorrow, you can stay up late today and continue watching." Fang Yingyi was very dissatisfied with his wife's behavior of urging him to sleep, hum, you didn't sleep just now, but now it's good, the addiction is hooked, how can you still sleep?

Sleep on the yarn and get up.

"Okay." Mei Anhe shrunk back, enjoying the present time very much, but she didn't refuse, and continued to flip through the magazine, she seemed to feel the pleasure of reading mystery novels.

"Well, the Orient Express murder? Well, I'm sure I'll be able to guess the killer before the author reveals the secret! ”

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