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Under the pillow, there was that delicate triangular piece of fabric.

Ye Luojia held it in her hand, and her cold face had a variety of complex expressions at the moment.

She remembered something again, that guy... seemed to have washed his face.

She quickly walked to the shower room and picked up some kind of semi-circular underwear on the shelf.

She touched it gently, and sure enough... there were some water stains.

Suddenly something unspeakable flashed through Ye Luojia's mind.

He hasn't come out for such a long time, and he's carrying his own things. Could it be that...

Ye Luojia's pretty face was as hazy as jade, with a little bit of blood seeping through it. Her jade hands trembled slightly, and she took the things in her hands and gently put them to the tip of her nose and smelled them.

Fortunately, apart from its own fragrance, it doesn't have any weird smell.

Ye Luojia breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still red with embarrassment. Why did she keep thinking about these things now?

…

Xu Zhimu was waiting in the office, feeling somewhat tormented.

Although I don't blame myself for this, Ye Luojia was in a strange state today, and her temper seemed to have entered menopause early.

Who knows if it will explode suddenly.

Xu Zhimu nervously adjusted his tie and shirt collar back and forth.

Unless this kind of clothes is customized, it will always be somewhat inappropriate.

At this moment, the door opened.

Ye Luojia was still as cold as ice, and there was no difference in his expression.

However, she came directly in front of Xu Zhimu, and those red phoenix eyes were like a boning knife, scraping Xu Zhimu from top to bottom.

Xu Zhimu wondered if he should admit it directly.

But Ye Luojia had already stretched out his hand, grabbed his tie directly, and raised his other hand.

"Sister Jiajia, don't..."

Xu Zhimu felt that the next moment the slap was going to hit his face fiercely.

But the next moment, the expected slap did not appear on his face, and those white and tender hands gently helped him straighten his collar and tie.

Instead, her movements were unusually gentle, just like a wife carefully arranging her husband's tie.

"Nothing else?"

Ye Luojia narrowed her eyes slightly and asked him calmly while adjusting his tie.

Ye Luojia's hand had a hint of coolness, and occasionally touched Xu Zhimu's neck, and a familiar fragrance filled her nose.

Moreover, the two of them were standing very close to each other at the moment. Ye Luojia's melon-seed face, which was not much bigger than a palm, looked more and more delicate. Her skin was as clear as jade, and there was no trace of her age at all.

Moreover, Ye Luojia is not very old.

If she were to wear young people's clothes, she would probably be considered a junior or senior in college.

Xu Zhimu looked at the cold face so close and swallowed: "Don't be so polite, I can do it myself..."

Ye Luojia looked at him without saying anything. After adjusting his tie, he took a step back and continued to look at him.

Putting on a suit, Xu Zhimu loses some of the campus flair, but has more of the nobility and grace of a rich man.

Moreover, Xu Zhimu's height and figure have been maintained very well. When the suit is worn on him, every part of it looks very compliant.

Xu Zhimu was still very confident about his appearance and figure. He coughed and said with a smile: "How about Sister Jiajia, I won't lose face by attending with you, right?"

"Beginning to take on human form."

Ye Luojia said something, but her eyes were still on his smiling cheek.

…

There are still an hour or two before the afternoon meeting.

Ye Luojia finally sat down with Xu Zhimu to talk about the novel.

"Is your book "Dragon King" sure to be finished by the end of this month?"

When it came to business, Ye Luojia no longer had the temper of the little girls before, and immediately changed into the mode of a strong woman.

"Okay, I've already laid out the details and it will be completed this month."

Xu Zhimu nodded.

Ye Luojia pushed the laptop screen over. This was the background data infographic she edited.

It can be seen that Xu Zhimu's book "Dragon King" is still among the top ten best-sellers in the urban literary world.

The pure subscription income brought in every month is more than 100,000 yuan. With rewards and dividends, it will still be around 150,000 yuan a month.

"Although the user stickiness of this kind of urban cool article is not that strong, your starting point is very high. If this book is updated for two or three months, even if it is a little watery, you can still get some income. After it is completed, the new subscription income will be less.

Already."

Ye Luojia looked at the data and found that many people write books that start high and go low.

Either the writing is weak, or the control of the plot is insufficient, or the beginning is too exciting, causing the audience's threshold for the book to be too high, making it boring.

However, the early excitement of this kind of book can still retain some people, and as long as it is updated, some people will be willing to read it.

For example, a book about school beauties has been updated for more than ten years, and the people who have picked it up are considered to be a generational wonder.

In the later stage, the plot kept getting repetitive, but readers couldn't bear it and read their emotions, so many people continued to read it.

Xu Zhimu’s book is a good book anyway. I can continue writing it for two or three months, and the income will not be any lower.

Now that it's over, so much money has been wasted.

Xu Zhimu nodded and said: "It is true that if you finish it now, you will make less money, but in the later period, too much water will always hurt the readers' feelings and damage the reputation of the entire book. If I were an investor, I would definitely acquire the copyright of this book.

We will repeatedly consider whether a series of projects such as comic book adaptations, film and TV series, etc. will harm our interests."

Xu Zhimu continued to explain: "If I write for two or three more months, I may earn an additional three to four hundred thousand, but the copyright of my book may not be able to sell for ten million. This is a stupid thing to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons."

I won’t do it.”

After Xu Zhimu finished explaining, Ye Luojia looked at him quietly for a while, his eyes flickered slightly, and then opened another page, which was the outline of "Tomb Robber X" that Xu Zhimu had already written.

"The subject matter of this book is somewhat sensitive, and there are not many phenomenal-level related works currently. It is very different from your current urban cool writing style. I am afraid that your original fans will not buy it easily."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xu Zhimu smiled confidently: "I firmly believe that good writing can defeat everything. This book will definitely give everyone a big surprise. I have thought about it. This kind of book is most suitable for publishing.

Physical, distribution peripherals..."

Ye Luojia looked at the confident smile on his face, and his plan was extremely clear.

And based on her experience, what he said might actually be very promising.

If it can really maintain the level he said, this "Tomb Raiders X" may become a landmark work on this subject.

The benefits it brings are far beyond what an urban novel can compare with.

It turns out that he is not greedy, but he is very greedy.

Ye Luojia's eyes became brighter and brighter as she watched him describe his future plans with such confidence and control in his every move.

No wonder there are always so many little girls around him. A boy of this age has such ability, and he will naturally attract flowers and butterflies.

"There will be many famous writers coming to the reception in the afternoon. You can get in touch with them in advance. The book writing circle is so small. It will be good for you to get to know more people."

Ye Luojia told him again, looked at the time, and called the female secretary to come in.

"Prepare the car."

…

Binhai City.

In the hospital, An Xiaomi had already lost two bottles of water.

The temperature on my forehead also faded a lot.

For the past two or three hours, Liu Ningqing hardly left her side, all the while wiping the sweat from her forehead and body with a warm towel.

During this period, Liu Ningqing asked Bai Yaya to go outside and buy some fruit porridge. She scooped a spoonful of it into a bowl and gently put it to her mouth to feel the temperature before bringing it to An Xiaomi's mouth.

"Thank you, Sister Ningqing."

An Xiaomi was feeling better now, but her tone was still a little weak.

She quietly looked at Liu Ningqing, who was patiently taking care of her.

I also marveled in my heart again and again, how could there be such a beautiful and gentle girl in this world.

As a girl, An Xiaomi feels a little fascinated by her angelic halo. It's no wonder...

"Yes, let's have some porridge, not hot." Liu Ningqing took the spoon and fed An Xiaomi little by little, as gently as if she were taking care of a baby.

An Xiaomi looked at her and suddenly said: "Sister Ningqing, I finally know why he likes you so much."

This was the first time that the two of them talked about Xu Zhimu. Liu Ningqing's eyes moved slightly, and she didn't know what to say.

Just when Xu Zhimu is mentioned, the girl's eyes will subconsciously light up with the color of happiness.

An Xiaomi also smiled, but there was some indescribable self-deprecation and sourness deep in his eyes.

People have suffered too much, and this sweetness is the most deadly poison.

It was only today that An Xiaomi finally understood that maybe he had been enduring his willfulness and unreasonable troubles for a long time, when he met this gentle girl in front of him.

It's like meeting a light in the dark.

No wonder he likes her so much.

What boy wouldn't like this kind of girl who is gentle and gentle and has eyes for each other?

As for me, I am the unruly princess in the TV series, the childhood sweetheart who knows no good, and the fool who personally pushes away the one he likes...

An Xiaomi looked at Bai Yaya who was drinking milk tea and eating some desserts.

This girl obviously likes Xu Zhimu, but she resists saying anything.

Come to think of it, I don't want to hurt such a gentle Liu Ningqing.

Gentleness is a girl’s biggest trump card.

The unwilling flames in An Xiaomi's heart were almost drowned in her gentle, silent yet overwhelming ocean of tenderness.

"bell……"

When the phone rang, Liu Ningqing took out her mobile phone. There were only a few people in her mobile phone list.

"Qingqing, I'm already at the place. Have you eaten?"

Listening to Xu Zhimu's voice, Liu Ningqing's heart that had been tugging at her heart finally let go: "Well, I've eaten."

"Okay, how is An Xiaomi doing now?"

Liu Ningqing looked at An Xiaomi, and then handed her the phone directly.

An Xiaomi was stunned for a moment, then slowly took the phone, but directly turned on the speakerphone and shouted one word softly.

"Brother, I'm fine. Ningqing has been taking care of me."

On the other end of the phone, Xu Zhimu finally regained some strength after listening to her voice, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, remember what I told you. When you go back, just like Qingqing, you must go to bed after nine o'clock, otherwise you will

Wait until I get back and deal with it!"

Liu Ningqing's cheeks suddenly turned red. Every time this guy said he wanted to clean himself up, he would do something weird.

Thinking about it, Liu Ningqing suddenly looked at An Xiaomi quietly again, how would he deal with her? Could it be...

An Xiaomi understood something from Liu Ningqing's expression, and then pretended to cough: "Brother, I have the speakerphone on, and my sister-in-law is right next to me."

"Ahem...so what? My family status means she means her. If you don't believe me, let her answer the phone!"

"whispering sound!"

Bai Yaya heard it from the side and pouted her mouth to show disdain. This guy was so cowardly in front of Sister Qingqing.

Wife control is strict!

An Xiaomi returned the phone to Liu Ningqing with a smile, then sat up with a little difficulty holding the bowl of porridge in her hand.

"Sister Ningqing, you go and chat with me first, I can just eat by myself."

An Xiaomi smiled and waved to her, and Liu Ningqing took her cell phone and left the ward.

"Qingqing, do you miss me?"

Xu Zhimu's tone suddenly seemed to be a little bit coquettish.

The corners of Liu Ningqing's mouth raised slightly when she heard this, but she pretended not to care and said, "No."

"Lie, let me guess, there must be a puppy giggling in front of the phone right now."

"You, you are the puppy..."

Liu Ningqing's pretty face turned red and she scolded him.

"Then tell me honestly, do you miss me?"

Liu Ningqing grabbed the phone and opened her pink mouth slightly: "I thought about it, I miss you very much..."

"We'll be back in a few days. You worked hard to take care of her today. When we get back, I'll give you a warm bed every day as a reward."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Abnormal..."

Xu Zhimu laughed when he heard the shameful pronunciation of the two junior girls: "Okay, I'm about to start the meeting. I'll call you in the evening."

"Well, you should also take care of your health."

Liu Ningqing's somewhat reluctant voice came from her hand, Xu Zhimu smiled softly and hung up the phone.

Sure enough, no matter when or where I hear my junior sister's voice, it's all worth it.

At this moment, he had arrived in the waiting hall of the venue and came back from the corridor.

In the specially arranged exclusive room, Ye Luojia was currently crossing her lazy legs and looking at the information in her hand.

After he came in, Ye Luojia said coldly: "Have you reported it?"

"Do I still need to report my family status?" Xu Zhimu coughed dryly, then sat on a chair nearby and ate the fruit placed on it.

Ye Luojia's eyes flashed with a complicated luster. She glanced at him and then started to read the information in her hand.

Today is a meeting between writers. In fact, it is a gathering of great masters and rising stars to promote each other's business.

It can also be regarded as a way to win votes for the selection of this year’s top ten outstanding online novel writers in the next two days.

In the literary world, these identities are very valuable. Once you have an identity, your works will immediately become the works of mainstream writers.

Both the quality and the price will increase a lot.

"A lot of people have come now, why don't you go and get votes?"

Ye Luojia looked at him.

"It's okay. Sister Jiajia is here, what should I be afraid of?"

Xu Zhimu was not afraid at all, after all, he was already holding Ye Luojia's thigh.

As the saying goes, if you do well, the referees are all mine. Why are you fighting me?

"Why do you think I will help you?" Ye Luojia looked at the copy with a cold voice.

Xu Zhimu looked at her pretty face and said, "Because I am your subordinate. If I can be selected, my worth will rise. Sister Jiajia, you will naturally benefit more as the big boss."

Ye Luojia looked at him closely and suddenly sneered: "Weren't you always upright before? Why do you want to go through the back door now?"

Xu Zhimu ate a lychee and said matter-of-factly: "Don't take advantage of me, you bastard. If you have such a thick donor thigh like Sister Jiajia, I'll naturally give it a hug."

What Xu Zhimu said was reasonable, and he even took out a freshly peeled lychee and sent it to Ye Luojia.

How did I realize that this person is so shameless...

Ye Luojia looked at him, and then looked down at her slender legs in black stockings. Did he still like to hug his thighs?

only……

Ye Luojia raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes slightly, with a dangerous look in her eyes: "You just said that my legs are very thick?"

Xu Zhimu:......