Xia Qiling woke up from his dream in a cold sweat. There was still a ripple in her mind, and the charter man pounced on her with an evil smile on his face.

For days on end, she was awakened by the same dream. Every time she woke up, she was so annoyed that she wanted to hit the wall. It seems that what happened that day really made her sleep restless.

Although in fact it was not the charter man who threw her down, but she accidentally slept the charter man......

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A few days ago......

Xia Qiling came home tired, it was already six o'clock in the evening, and today she went to collect debts from the publishing house, but she still came back empty-handed, and she had already greeted the publishers who owed her hundreds of times.

"Little sister, it's time for you to pay the rent."

A lazy voice interrupted Xia Qiling's thoughts, Xia Qiling stopped, frowned slightly, and looked at the man in the courtyard who had nothing to do all day.

A head of silky hair bathed in sunlight, a hazy halo, thick eyebrows, and beautiful peach eyes. The dark eyes are as deep as a pool, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, there seems to be a faint smile, habitually holding a cigarette that does not light the fire, and there is a loose breath on the body, but it inexplicably makes people feel that there is endless temptation hidden before this kind of casualness.

His name is Chu Mo, and he is a handsome man who looks like a demon.

Such a demon looks like a big-name star no matter how you look at it, but this demon is a poisonous tongue charter who only urges her to pay rent every month.

At this time, Chu Mo was sitting on a big rocking chair basking in the soft sun, drinking a glass of Longjing, leisurely.

"Don't think I'll get rid of your rent if you look at me like this, you're not beautiful, you're not cute, you're still a child who hasn't developed well, I'm not interested in it at all." Still in a lazy tone, Chu Mo tilted his head slightly and glanced at Xia Qiling.

Xia Qiling, who had already accumulated a lot of anger, heard Chu Mo's words, and instantly had an urge to explode, her fists clenched tightly, she was not sure if she would rush directly to Chu Mo in the next second and beat up this idle guy who was idle but full of poison.

"I heard you're a writer, but you owe me a few months of rent and don't pay it, what's the matter? Could it be that you wrote something called "The Life of a Dead Skin"? The small gesture of her fist and the dangerous look on her face didn't escape his eyes.

"No money!" Gritting his teeth, Xia Qiling really didn't know how there could be such a man in this world!

"No money...... Chu Mo whispered her two words, withdrawing his gaze from her body and looking at the sky, leaving her with a perfect side arc.

God really gave him a good face, but it was just such a side, but the soft sunlight seemed to cross him into a charming halo, which made Xia Qiling feel a trance at that moment.

Xia Qiling shook his head, escaped from the trance of being dazzled by his appearance, quickly took out a pen and paper from his backpack, wrote a word on the convenience paper, and then walked up to him and handed him the note: "Don't worry, I won't run away." ”

Ious!

It's been half a year since she moved here, and this is the fifth IOU she's given him......

Looking at the IOU she handed over, the curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened a little, revealing a good-looking smile, her words were beautiful, just like her character, strong and powerful.