"No no, writer Yuan Huixing, you think too much. I just recite poems and compose poems casually according to the night scene."
"No problem, don't you just let me block you, there are no other requirements, right? Don't like physical contact."
"No, no, I know you won't be willing either. Yuan Huixing writer has always been a man who is not close to women."
"Actually, I have often practiced immortality, and I have become insensitive to human love. Therefore, I prefer a little turtle I raised before. It is very naughty. Now that I think about it, I can laugh out loud. It is completely He won¡¯t hurt others with his mouth, at most he just bites me a few times.¡±
"That's still really good, enough to show loyalty, but where is it now?"
"Once, when I was making tofu soup at home to nourish my stomach, the little tortoise couldn't be found. As a result, I came back and turned down the heat in the pot, only to see it lying in it."
"It's stewed? Turtle tofu soup, that's a famous dish."
Xianxia male writer Yuan Huixing cleared his throat and glared at Liang Jia.
"No, no, it's a sad story."
Liang Jiagan sobbed without thunder or rain, watching Yuan Huixing's expression from time to time.
"The reason why I don't fight with people and can't take jokes is probably because I don't have self-confidence, and there is too little positive energy in my life."
"So, you became an angry youth?"
"Little author Liang Jia, if you finish talking, we don't need to talk about it. I want to continue cultivating immortals on earth. Do you have anything else to do?"
"No, no, where did you buy this yoga mat? It's pretty good, Xiaohua's. In fact, the writer Yuan Huixing is quite business-minded. He knows how to stir up popularity in search engines. He can also teach yoga meditation while cultivating immortals. It's pretty good." ah."
"Master Liang, I've found you, stop chatting, what am I playing? You're talking."
"Gong Ningqi, I almost forgot about it. I went to the producer's wife Xiaohua with my heart in mind. She is asleep, so I should wake up from a dream now."
When Liang Jia walked over, Xiao Hua was already muttering to herself.
"You are finally here. In order not to let myself forget that dream, I have been helping you remember it."
"Come on, let's start now, Gong Ningqi is ready to accept the move."
"Are you going to act right away?"
"That is, to test your impromptu performance. If it doesn't work, I will give you guidance immediately."
"Yes, Mr. Liang, I don't need your guidance, as long as you don't hit me, who knows if you will accidentally hurt me."
"Wuliangye writer, in fact, my dream is only half done this time. Do you really want to hear it?"
"Is it ancient?"
"It's modern."
"It's okay, it's okay, as long as the plot is there, you can change anything."
"There was a man who, after she fell in love with a woman, caused the woman to fall into confusion because of the misunderstanding of money. It probably means that the woman needed money to go to school. At that time, her mother was working, and the man just called, and the woman complained to him. Complaining, the straight man felt that he was asking her for money. After asking the girl, was she short of money? As I said, if the phone bill is gone, the two will break up, so in order to save the phone bill, the girl bought a new number, so she can rely on" hlnovel.com