The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 518, my ancestors, I want to kiss good night.

"Do you know that you are a woman?" Nan Hao suddenly said.

The other party glanced, "Have you seen my text?"

Nanxun smiled slightly: "I recently read a novel, the author called Wen Xiang, a woman, I am very interested in the author, just turned over the author's column in the sweet potato network, and then saw your photo. I I think, you should be the smelly woman."

Wen Xiang knows that the woman hasn’t talked yet, but the round-faced **** the other side can’t help but interrupt the words. “Master, you are actually a fan of mosquito coils! I’m a mosquito-repellent incense, I’m also writing a novel, why don’t you see it?” His face was bulging.

Later, the four people actually sat together and chatted while eating.

Shen Ruiyuan was not good at talking, so he sat and listened to the three girls chatting, occasionally giving a chopsticks dish to Nanzhao, or filling the cup with water.

The gentle appearance of the man made the woman who smelled the fragrance look straight. I thought it was only in this man's novel, I didn't expect her to meet a real one!

Several people introduced each other. When Nanxun introduced Shen Ruiyuan, he said shamelessly, "This is my ancestor."

But who knows which ancestor you said is the ancestor, people think it is a nickname, after all, the prefix is ​​"my home."

The round-faced girl is called Jian Shu, and her friend Wen Xiang knows that the woman’s real name is Li Ya. Both of them are authors of novels written in the sweet potato network, and they have known each other for five years, but the two have only officially met each other a year ago. To the real person.

Jane couldn't wait to pull out his mobile phone and flip out his novel. "Xiaorou, you see, this is what I wrote, **** fantasy, fans are quite a lot, not worse than mosquito coils!"

Nan Yan glanced at Jane's pen name: streaking the steamed buns, then glanced at her bun face, I don't know why I wanted to laugh.

"It's very interesting. I will see if I have time to go back." Nan Ludao.

After chatting for a while, a few people gradually became familiar, and Nanxun began to talk. "Smell, your singularly written text is very interesting. You can see that you know this line well."

Li Ya quickly waved his hand and said: "You don't believe in the things inside, they are all sloppy, just look at it."

Nanjiao mouth slightly hooked, "But I think the content inside is really not awkward."

Li Ya explained: "In order to write this book, I have checked a lot of information. Naturally, it is not a slogan. Many things are sourced. Some of the ways to attract ghosts are from a social page called Qin Rong. When she arrived, her remarks were Feng Shui Warlocks. I watched the feng shui with my fortune teller. I talked privately with the Feng Shui Warlock. She supported me to write this spiritual essay and provided a lot of relevant knowledge, but the other party told me to write Some dangerous things must be addressed when working out."

Said, Li Ya sighed: "I did not believe in Feng Shui ghosts before, but since the last Xiaorou you counted the buns and **** disaster and saved her, I suddenly believe."

Jian Shu listened to this and slammed his head. "I didn't believe it before. The result was almost dead and upturned, thanks to Xiaorou."

Nan Yan couldn't help but look at his ancestors. It seems that they think more. This Li Ya is an ordinary person.

After a meal, several people exchanged phone numbers. Before leaving, Jane repeatedly stressed, "Xiaorou, remember to see my **** fantasy, my pen name is streaking buns!"

Nanxun felt that if he didn't look at it, this round buns might be impulsive to write something strange.

After returning, Nanxun took the time to board the sweet potato net and searched for the author's streaking buns. As for the name of Jian Shu, Nanxun said that the name is too long and not remembered.

Nanxun took a look at the comment area. I didn't expect the first hot comment to be the buns' own rating.

Streaking buns: Some readers are really enough. If you look at my name, I will give it a bad review. See my pen name is not pleasing to the eye and give it a bad review. This buns grow so beautiful and beautiful, you also Can you give a bad review, conscience, pain?

Then all of the following are the readers who are going to make up the points.

The most handsome handsome nine of the flour: Hey, the buns are not very angry, I will give a big bonus.

Flour squid: Hey, I have already rated five stars, but I am going to call my little sister to make up the points.

......

Nanxun looked at it and wondered how the reader had a flour in front of him. Later, Nanxun thought, the buns seemed to be... flour.

Nanxun has already added a picture to his brain. A fat buns have arms and legs, and they are roaring and flying a table out.

After thinking about it, Nanxun sent a text message to Jane and asked: Where is the score? I haven't found it for a long time, and the page is a bit complicated.

Jane Shu second back: Hey, Xiaorou, have you read my text? So shy! The score is at that one...you open the cover of the text and enter the introduction page of the work. In the next line of the latest chapter, there are three blue characters for “writing a comment”. Hey, there is, baby, you must light up. Five stars, if the hand slip is not lit, then I am anxious with you, oh~

At the corner of Nanzui’s mouth, he suddenly followed the small one: “Small eight, do you think the tone of this buns is like you?”

Xiao Ba disdainfully said, "Yeah is a cold girl, how can he be as screaming as this stupid woman. If you say a few words, you must scream, when you are a wolf?"

Nancy: "Oh, you are so cold, if I can record your words with a voice recorder."

Xiao eight:......

In order to show that I have seen this fascinating text, Nanxun specifically turned over the beginning, and also recharged the full text of the order, and then sent a five-star praise.

Nanxun played mobile phones on his ancestors, and the ancestors who had learned to surf the Internet were actually playing mobile phones.

Nanxun couldn't help but looked up and found that his ancestor was watching Qin Rong's social account. This person's self-introduction line really wrote a few words of Feng Shui Warlock, followed by a small sentence: look at the fortune telling feng shui, on-site service .

And the page also shared some things related to Feng Shui.

Nanxun saw the words Qin Rong, and suddenly there was a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Ba reminded: "Nan, this is a gas transporter, you are far away."

Although it is a bit uncomfortable to hear the phrase "to hide away from the distance", but for the ancestors, how about hiding.

So Nanxun escaped from his ancestors' mobile phone and forked the page. He held him with a spoiler. "My ancestors, I want to sleep, but my legs are numb. Can my ancestors hold me upstairs?"

At this time, Nanxun was wearing a rabbit pajamas, his hat was worn on his head, and two furry ears stood up, and he took off a big rabbit. There was a small round tail behind the pajamas's buttocks.

Shen Ruiyuan smiled helplessly, and picked up the big rabbit in his arms and went upstairs. Nanxun immediately caught his neck.

After he was taken to bed by Nanxun, he suddenly pointed to his forehead and whispered: "Once, can you give me a good night kiss?"

Shen Ruiyuan has gradually learned about the customs and culture of this era during this time, but when he heard the request of Nanxun, he was still a glimpse, and some could not get down.

Nanxun saw that he did not move. He suddenly raised his head and slammed his forehead. He smiled and turned his eyes into two crescents. "This is the ancestor."