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Chapter 41 Deciding to Write a Novel (1)

Hearing Qi Xiao say this about herself, Xi Xinruo pretended to be unhappy, and pouted her lips: "It's as if we've lived together these past few years, are you sure you know me so well?"

"Although the two of us don't live together, I don't know much about you, but I do know whether you can cook. Hehe."

"The only one who really knows me is you, Qi Xiao."

If Xi Xin knew that she was a friend and knew herself too well, she was convinced, and she was defeated and stopped arguing, "Well, I'll wait for you in the living room, and I'll eat the ready-made ones later."

"Okay, just wait until it's ready."

After finishing speaking, Xi Xinruo came out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa in the living room, picked up the remote control panel from the coffee table, turned on the TV, and started watching.

Xi Xinruo changed several channels, but couldn't find the program she liked to watch, and finally got too lazy to look for it, and simply watched the CCTV news.

Looking at it, Xi Xinruo couldn't stop thinking about that handsome figure last night.

How could there be such a good-looking man in this world.

She hadn't seen it before, but now she saw it, and at a close distance.

I don't know how he is now?Was it discovered by his friends?
Why did I meet him again? This city seems to be quite small. Two people who have never met each other will actually meet twice in a week.

And the situation I encountered seemed quite special and thrilling.

What kind of adventure is this?

Will they, will they meet again?
"Xin Ruo, Xin Ruo?"

"Ah? You called me?"

Qi Xiao glanced at the TV, then turned to look at Xi Xinruo: "The news is so good, you don't even blink your eyes, are you so serious?"

Xi Xinruo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, how could she think of that person, she was so distracted that she didn't hear Qi Xiao calling her.

"Look, there is another riot in Times Square in the United States."

Xi Xinruo pointed at the TV, her face was quite calm, trying to hide her guilty conscience.

Qi Xiao looked at the news screen, shook her head, and didn't take it seriously: "What's so strange about this, it's not the first time I've watched foreign news, so I made a lot of fuss."

"Breakfast is ready, come to the kitchen and serve it for me."

"It's pretty fast, I'm really hungry."

As Xi Xinruo said, she followed Qi Xiao to the kitchen.

Qi Xiao handed Xi Xinruo a plate with four buns and a bowl of porridge on it: "Bring this plate of buns and this bowl of porridge to the table."

"Okay." Xi Xinruo took the plate from Qi Xiao in her hand, lowered her head and sniffed it lightly: "It smells so good!"

"Eat quickly if you're hungry." Qi Xiao reached out and handed Xi Xinruo a pair of chopsticks, and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Seeing Qi Xiao's unrestrained eating posture, Xi Xinruo frowned: "Do you usually eat with your legs like this?"

Qi Xiao looked down at her sitting posture, and smiled: "You think this is Mr. Mu's house, and you have to follow the rules when eating, but we are ordinary people, you don't have to be restrained here, you can sit however you want, how comfortable you are , how to sit."

Xi Xinruo suddenly remembered that she wanted to tell Qi Xiao what she thought about last night.

"By the way, Qi Xiao, I thought about it last night. You suggested that I write a novel. I think I can try to write it. You have to support me."

"Xinruo, have you really decided to write an online novel?" Qi Xiao asked solemnly.

"Of course, I thought about it for a long time last night. I want to start with something I'm interested in first, because I don't reject writing online novels. If I don't like it, I won't try it, even if it's very profitable."

(End of this chapter)