He Chen, if you have the ability, you can write one more page!

You old dog!

Cao Huanghe was so angry that he stood up and threw the book, and the action he threw out was more decisive than Baoyu falling into jade, he slammed the table, cried bitterly, smoked a tissue, and cried even more fiercely.

This looks like a real dead wife.

No, a dead wife doesn't take him so sad.

He is immersed in the heroine's kindness, bravery, justice, optimism, heroism, sweetness, and cuteness, his wife actually died like this, woo woo dog is better than He Chen, not a person!

After being sad for a while, Cao Huanghe turned on his mobile phone, searched for the official blog of "Dragon Ball Continent", and quickly wrote a message-

Kneel and beg for the second part!

Fortunately, "Dragon Ball Continent" opened an official blog, although it only has 54 fans, otherwise he doesn't even have a channel for a person's blood book, which is the real grievance.

Then, he searched the reader forum of "Dragon Ball Continent" again, and there was still no one, only a few fans who were deserted, he sent a new post with tears in his eyes, and scolded He Chen, which was a small composition of more than 2,000 words.

After doing this, he felt a little relieved, but that was not enough, and he sat down in his chair again and began to cry.

At this moment, where does he remember what "For the Dragon", his mind is full of kindness, bravery, justice, optimism, heroic, sweet and lovely Princess Heath, he dares to swear with his life, there is no more perfect person in this world than Princess Heath, this is his wife, this is really his wife.

No matter how sweet the heroine of "For the Dragon" is, she is not half as sweet as her.

At this moment, Cao Huanghe's mobile phone lit up, and his book friend and friend sent a message, asking him what he was doing now.

Knowing that Cao Huanghe had read a book worth hundreds of thousands of yuan overnight, his dead party was shocked and said in disbelief: "Didn't you say that except for Zhong Xiaoxing's book, there is no book that can enter your magic eyes?"

Cao Huanghe coughed: "This book is written a little worse than Zhong Xiaoxing, a little bit."

He knows how much Cao Huanghe likes "For the Dragon", hearing Cao Huanghe say this, he suddenly became interested, and looked at the exquisite cover, this kind of book feels like his favorite type, but he didn't immediately enter the pit, but asked in advance: "Is this book cool, abuse or not, you know, I like Shuangwen the most, I don't like abuse, my heart can't bear it when I'm old."

Cao Huanghe smiled and patted his chest to pack the ticket: "Absolutely cool, not abusive, double sweet!" Let me tell you, it's sweeter than the early stage of the male and female protagonists of "For the Dragon", sweeter than the tofu brain too early in the morning, and a hundred times sweeter than my favorite cake."

With such a guarantee and the fanatical Amway of his good friend, the dead friend finally entered the pit with peace of mind, he said, "I just have to go to work, and I will buy a book and go back to see it when I get off work later."

Cao Huanghe said, "Don't."

Under the puzzled gaze of his dead friend, Cao Huanghe's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "I'll give you this one, anyway, I'll finish reading it, I'll buy two more collections when I go back."

Cao Huanghe's habit of buying three copies of anything he likes is known to his dead party, and he is not suspicious, and the dead friend nodded: "Okay, then I'll come up and get it when I pass by your door later."

Cao Huanghe secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Haole."

One day later......

There is another sad person in this world.