......After thinking for a long time, Tang Yifeng said, "You also want to write novels?"

Huang Puyi said: "Didn't I say it, I want to prove myself, you also know that I usually don't go to work at home, and I rely on my sister to support me...... Hey, what's that look on your face!"

Tang Yifeng couldn't control the expression of disdain that naturally appeared on his face, but thinking that it was someone else's family matter, Tang Yifeng coughed dryly for a long time and said: "It's nothing, my face is a little twitching, ah, what major are you studying, I'll look for you, after all, just by writing novels, you will never be able to support yourself!"

Who wants you to introduce the job~~ Huang Puyi scratched his head weakly, and then said leisurely: "I studied business management, hahaha." ”

"Well, business management, this is good", Tang Yifeng touched his chin, and his face showed a thinking model, "You come to our company to be a typist!"

Business management = typist?!Huang Puyi's jaw had fallen to the ground and he couldn't pick it up, and his mouth opened and closed several times to say "I refuse!"

But before the words came out, Tang Yifeng stood up undeniably, looked condescendingly at Huang Puyi, who was still sitting on the hospital bed, and said: "I decided so happily, it's not okay to always rely on your sister, and a man always has to learn to live by himself and leave his home like an eagle." ”

Huang Puyi no longer has the strength to argue with the excited Tang Yifeng, this guy is coveting his sister, this is obviously obvious, so he waved his hand weakly: "Okay, whatever, whatever! 9 to 5, I still have to write a novel!"

"Okay, it's a must, our company also provides lunch and dinner!" Look, this is Tang Yifeng's real purpose, he wants to get rid of the life of a cook.

Huang Puyi immediately resisted: "Oh, I don't want to eat a dish with a taste that the public doesn't like when it is cooked in a big pot, who knows if the chef will reach out and scratch the chrysanthemum when it is itchy when cooking the dish, and the taste of the dish is too light, so I will bounce in a few muceps to adjust the seasoning, even if it is very delicious, maybe it will flow in!"

"Stop, stop, stop, Huang Puyi, I'll tell you, if you keep talking, I'm going to vomit!" Tang Yifeng covered his forehead helplessly, and continued to abduct, "We can eat takeout!"

"If you don't do it, if you are verbose, I will call Sister Sù and tell me that you have appendicitis and am hospitalized!"

“...... Forget it, let's move on to the unscrupulous author. "As a high-quality man, you can't lose face in front of any woman.

In short, the latter situation is that Tang Yifeng has been talking about the author of the bastard with bad deeds, and Huang Puyi has been listening, and the state of the audience has changed from angry to speechless to tired to impatient: "Oh! brother, don't keep talking about that author, I know that it is indeed difficult to accept your absolute trust and worship from the beginning to the instant shattering of your faith, but if you continue to talk about it, I will seriously doubt that you are the author who has a crush on your mouth!"

The "......" was momentarily still, and Tang Yifeng opened his mouth stupidly, looking at Huang Puyi with an expression of wanting to speak.

Huang Puyi shuddered for a moment, and instantly reached out to poke Tang Yifeng's nose and said: "Damn, I said casually, it's really close to the truth, I know ......" I know what Huang Puyi didn't say, his face was full of 'I'm Sherlock Holmes, I'm proud of the expression', I didn't forget it at all, if this is true, I will be secretly in love with a man, what a strict and terrifying thing.

Tang Yifeng still didn't speak, but looked at Huang Puyi's eyes more and more strangely, Huang Puyi was covered in hair, and secretly moved his body to put his hand under the little chrysanthemum, this man would not have bad thoughts about himself, hum, swore to keep his little daisy.

“...... Actually, there is something wrong with your sexual orientation!" Tang Yifeng's leisurely voice suddenly scorched Huangpu Yilei on the outside and on the inside, "Otherwise, how could there be such abnormal thinking." ”

Huang Puyi instantly exploded: "Oh, you are a dead pervert, you are what you are, I don't know how many figurines I have, how many fine human dolls I still collect, and they are all from Hatsune Miku!"

Sure enough, it was a lewd dead house, Tang Yifeng sat down speechlessly, and said, "Forget it, don't you want to open the article, let's discuss the content of the article." ”

Back to business, Huang Puyi stopped convulsing, scratched his head, and a troubled expression appeared on his face, which was very easy to say, but: "What do you say I write better!"

"Well, what do you think you're more interested in?" Tang Yifeng sat on the edge of the bed, opened the homepage of the website with a movement of his fingers, and said, "You shouldn't want to go to the female frequency to write articles, you see what type you like." ”

Huang Puyi is good at writing fantasy and the end of the world, but how can he break through himself by always writing these, Huang Puyi clenched his fists and said: "I think about it, I want to write martial arts!"

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Woo woo, take me or not to take me after the end of "Meow", the emptiness and loneliness in my heart ahhh