It's a pity that someone has already fallen asleep with a pillow in one hand and a pillow on his head.

The rest of Luo Xiaozhuang continued to die in front of the computer, and the editor was bombarded with the way of urging the manuscript, and Luo Xiaozhuang finally handed in the manuscript for the next issue of the magazine.

Seven o'clock in the morning: [Editor: You finally have a little conscience]

[Zhuang Xiaoxiao: ...... Can you say something reassuring?"

[Editor: I privately thought that I would be very relieved if I didn't greet your ancestors for a few generations]

This person should have dragged her to death! Rushed to the hot pot of ants!

Closing the computer, she stretched, crawled to An Ning's bed to borrow a pillow to use, lay on the bed beautifully, and turned on her mobile phone that had been turned off for two days. In the past two days, she has been reading foreign literary materials, and her mind is almost in the paste, and she urgently needs some entertainment news composed of Chinese words to wash her brain>_<

In short, it's a Weibo~

Waiting for the mobile phone application software to be loaded, she didn't click on Weibo, and the phone kept vibrating to prompt that she received a text message, and it was still a reminder text message for missed calls.

It wasn't until my hands were numb from the shock that the vibration of the text messages stopped...... She couldn't help but cast a stake in the tenacity of the compilation.

OTL

I checked them one by one, and found that most of them were made up of missed calls, except for a missed call and text message from 'Mr. Twenty Dollars'. Looking at the slightly dazzling screen in the dark, she paused inexplicably as she clicked on the text message.

In fact, she had no idea what Mr. Dollar meant to her.

Is it a woman who just plays around or something else...... Thinking like this, she touched her slightly petty jasper's A cup very reservedly, and she didn't seem to attract Mr. Dollar to think of her otherwise, but they had already had a past perfect tense and a past imperfect tense. If it hadn't been for the uninvited arrival of the great aunt, they would have naturally rolled the sheets that night.

She just knew that the name Shen Ziluo had a lot of background and worth from him, but what about Shen Ziluo...... I probably don't know her even more.

Cross-planet and cross-species love really shouldn't happen to her.

So, she'd better keep her distance from Mr. Dollar.

Solemnly exited from the SMS access interface, clicked on Weibo and started her nightlife>o<

Luo Xiaozhuang, who was free from the shackles of words, was like a liberated bird, and the next day she went to the cake shop to buy a lot of small desserts and ran all the way to Meng Junnian's house.

Today, the troika is going to have a good get-together. When she arrived at the door, she saw Lin Hanjun coming out with a handbag, and she was surprised: "How do you know that I came out to meet me?"

Lin Hanjun glanced at her unceremoniously: "Xiaoxiao, can you still be narcissistic again?"

Meng Junnian, who came out from behind, explained with a smile: "There was a problem with the gentleman's manuscript when it was verified, so I rushed back." ”

Luo Xiaozhuang sighed, waved at her, and smiled brightly: "Don't send it if you go slowly." ”

Lin Hanjun gritted his teeth, "It's not your turn to be the king of 10,000-year-old manuscripts to laugh at me!"

"Hey, hey. She squinted her eyes and smiled at her, "But, I'm not like someone who needs to rework the first and second drafts of the final draft~"

"Go!

"You should hurry up and go back to revise the draft!" Luo Xiaozhuang repaid Lin Hanjun's villain for the last time, stood at the door and laughed wildly, and finally completely made Lin Hanjun angry.

Meng Junnian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Xiaoxiao, you are really 'the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring'." ”