The Person In The Book Writes The Diary, The Mistresses Are Damaged

Yang Mi's heart swayed.

In a warm bedroom in the villa of Mingyun Villa, Lin Youchu, who had finished washing, was lying quietly on the bed.

Loose pajamas, through the neckline you can see a large area of snow-white and bottomless ravines.

In front of her, a diary with a black cover was lying on a pillow.

A certain cutie is bored waiting for updates.

"Why is it broken again..." Lin

Youchu buried his braincase in the diary, and when he raised his head again, his mouth was still pouting, looking very unhappy Yazi.

She didn't take a nap today, and she was almost sleepy at this time.

For what?

Isn't it just to wait for the diary to be updated!

"This Lin Chuan, the big badass, is dead!"

"It's only nine o'clock, won't you just go to sleep?"

"When I used to read novels, those authors said that writing at night was the most inspirational, why don't you learn from them!"

Lin Youchu turned over and lay flat on the bed.

The burden on the chest is spread out like a cake because of gravity, but you can still see the roundness and fullness from the pajamas, which is still so extraordinary.

Lin Youchu stood the diary on his chest.

If the diary is not updated, she has to look at the contents of the previous diary to relieve boredom.

By the way, you can also find out if there is anything you have overlooked.

But it didn't take long for Lin Youchu, who didn't take a nap, to be a little unable to bear it.

The sleepiness is getting stronger, and the eyelids are getting heavier.

Lin Youchu finally couldn't bear it and slept quietly.

The lighting in the room is soft, but it is still a little harsh for the sleeping cutie.

Lin Youchu unconsciously turned sideways and held the diary tightly in his arms.

His mouth was even muttering some dream words.

"Lin Chuan, update quickly, I want to see..."

Next to Lin Youchu's bedroom is Wang Xiaoye's bedroom.

From outside the door, the light in Wang Xiaoye's bedroom was still on.

She was very irritable at this time.

After waiting for the update of the diary for a long time, Sister Wang was already very impatient at this time.

"Lin Chuan, this dog thing, what the hell is doing!"

"What about the update! Say yes to the update!

Wang Xiaoye gritted his teeth and scolded, and after scolding, he still felt uneasy, walked directly to the sandbag in the bedroom, and hit him fiercely.

I don't know if it was because of Lin Chuan himself, Wang Xiaoye felt that it was particularly comfortable to beat up the sandbag today.

It's just hearty.

The sound insulation of the villa room is very good, and Wang Xiaoye is not afraid to disturb others.

After beating the sandbag for a while, the mood was finally better.

She was wearing a suspender at this time, looking unusually cool, and the sweat beads from just beating the sandbag, flowing down the vest line on her little belly, added a bit of healthy beauty to her.

Sister Wang is very slender, but she is very different from those white and thin little girls.

Since childhood, under the cultivation of her father, Sister Wang is quite capable of fighting, and three or five big men can't get close to her with her bare hands, and she dares to chase a dozen people to cut with her equipment.

Wang Xiaoye casually picked up the mineral water from the desk and drank a few sips, but he still did not wait for the update of the diary.

"This dog, didn't you write the total score structure when I wrote the essay before."

"A diary is finished, you should summarize it specifically, but the whole concluding remark, saying that today's diary will end here!"

"In the afternoon, I thought that you didn't write this dog thing, but I didn't wait for you to update it again, and now I'm waiting for you to update it at night, don't you change it?"

"The old lady still thinks there is a follow-up!"

Wang Xiaoye cursed while wiping the sweat beads on his body with a towel.

Her anger towards Lin Chuan is about to explode now, and she can't afford to provoke this guy.

Zhonghailin's family, that is not something that the Raptors Gang can provoke casually.

"No, the more I think about it, the more angry I am, this breath the old lady can't swallow!"

Sister Wang has never suffered such a big grievance in her life.

She directly dialed the number of the right-hand hitman, Xiaohu.

"Big sister crooked, is there anything wrong with this late, are you going to cut or tie people? You sign up for a place, and the brothers will be there soon. The

voice of the tiger on the phone came.

He didn't know what the eldest sister was looking for him at this point in time, but it was probably a matter of going to clean up people, where to clean up and so on.

It's all trifles, it's not a big problem.

"There's nothing to do tonight, I'll tell you about the work arrangements later."

Wang Xiaoye said angrily.

Xiaohu was a little dumbfounded.

Work arrangement?

When was there such a thing as a work arrangement on the mixed road?

"Recently, I was disgusted by the writing level of a street writer, and in the next period, in addition to those scum who like to engage in school bullying, you let the brothers under you pay more attention to those scumbags who take the Chinese exam every time."

"At that time, let them take out the rolls, poor language, especially poor composition, there is one to count one, educate it well."

"No, the old lady pays out of her own pocket, give this gang of scumbags a whole composition tuition class, damn it, it's not good to learn to write essays, see how the old lady cleans them up!"

Wang Xiaoye's words were full of promises, and he had a tone of wanting to eliminate harm for the people.

Little Tiger is not good at all.

What's the thing? What is not good at writing this year has to be cleaned up?

What's wrong with this world, is there still heavenly reason, and is there still law?!