Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

In the midst of boredom, she read the comments one by one and logged into QQ again. During this time, no one asked her, only the editor of Bookshelf.com sent a message. She clicked on it to see, it was for her to update quickly. It is said that the contract has been received, and the reply will probably arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

After checking the time, at nine to three in the evening, he took his cell phone and called butler Han. Butler Han didn't seem to be sleeping, because the voice over there was very noisy: "Young lady, what's the order?"

"Housekeeper Han, it's like this, An Chenchuan, do you know? He said he asked someone to bring me a few boxes of gastrointestinal medicine. Are you still asleep? Could you help me ask someone to wait at the door? His people It will be delivered soon." It's so risky, she almost forgot to have An Chenchuan.

He hesitated a little over there and said yes, and asked her if her stomach was upset. She laughed and concealed that no, it was for other classmates, and Housekeeper Han didn't say much, and hung up the phone.

After refreshing the next page, I found dozens of more comments. This speed is a bit fast, and the content of the comment is a supporting actress named Lili set by her in the book. Lili’s prototype is based on Bassari. Seeing the readers' complaints, she felt a burst of joy in her heart.

At the same time I began to doubt myself, is this article really so good? There should be no shortage of good articles among the top literary websites like Shushewang. But this doubt was immediately replaced by excitement.

The reason is that when she clicked into the ‘manuscript fee’ column of the Writer’s Center, she found that the income from red envelopes and gifts alone reached more than 1,000 yuan... [Don’t doubt the authenticity. Because it is fake. Puff...pass by shamelessly. 】

——Ding Dong Ding Dong

The doorbell rang suddenly, and she put down the mouse, because she was in a good mood, even walking like a lunatic woman. As soon as she opened the door, she was immediately dumbfounded.

In front of the door stood housekeeper Han and Jiang Yuanyuan who kept throwing ambiguous eyes at her. Turn his gaze back again...The hallway was full of Han servants. Each of them was holding one or two plates of delicious dishes.

This... she was completely dumbfounded. Did Jiang Yuanyuan find out that she was looking for food in the kitchen and found nothing, and then took two apples upstairs? It should be impossible...

Then...

"This?" She didn't dare to say much, so she had to cast her puzzled eyes on Jiang Yuanyuan.

And the other party smiled ambiguously: "Early summer, just talk to me when you are hungry! What happened to the old announcement in the United States? I was scolded by Qilu, so I was forced to go to a nearby hotel. All the chefs are called to make supper for you. How do you calculate this bill?"

At that time, in the early summer of Ann, I was surprised by thunder. Although Jiang Yuanyuan's words were full of dissatisfaction, her expression was not half uncomfortable, but the smile was called a brilliant.

Needless to say, all of this was done by Han Qilu.

But why... Seeing so many delicious foods, instead of trying to mop up at all, she thought of a TV commercial?

—— Sprite, the heart is cool, the heart is flying.

"Bring everything in." Jiang Yuanyuan jokingly ordered: "Little Chuxia, you must get fat and give me a fat grandson! (^o^)/~"

She is full of black lines.

Sure enough... it's so cool...

Under Jiang Yuanyuan's fiery gaze, she randomly picked a dish and put it in her mouth. Thousands of rays of light flashed suddenly, it was delicious! ! !

No one has died since ancient times, the devil died first and then she died! At the moment, we should solve the problem of food and clothing and murder first, and we will talk about it when the servant comes back!