The Luck of All Worlds

Shangguan Binghen was a little helpless, probably He Quan Shawu was angry!So Shangguan Binghen knocked on the door harder.

"Sagiri, you open the door to eat first! Brother knows that he will be late, didn't I send you an email? Brother has something to do at night, and if you open the door, brother will also talk to you about something."

Chapter [-] Illustrator

After another knock, the door finally opened.

If it wasn't for knowing that Hequan Shawu couldn't leave the room, Shangguan Binghen would almost suspect that she was not at home.

The door was opened by a small gap, and He Quan Shawu stuck his head out, looking very resentful, with a strong accusation in his eyes, obviously very dissatisfied with Shangguan Binghen.

Shangguan Binghen couldn't help but rubbed the snow-white head and smiled.

"The door is finally open? Look, what did my brother bring you."

He passed the box in his hand, Hequan Shawu didn't want to take it at first, but his stomach grunted unsatisfactorily at this time, so he had to take it, looking at Shangguan Binghen with some anger, said.

"Why did my brother come back so late, did you go to play with someone else?"

Thinking of Shangguan Binghen leaving himself behind and having fun with others, Hequan Shawu felt depressed.

But no matter what, I just don't want to leave the room, this feeling of anxiety, let alone depressed.

Shangguan Binghen laughed, feeling pity for this sensitive sister, rubbing her lovely head again.

"You are so young, what's going on in your head? My brother is out on business. You eat first, and I'll talk to you about business later."

Shangguan Binghen was about to turn around and go downstairs, when He Quan Shawu grabbed the corner of Shangguan Binghen's clothes and answered in a dull voice.

"Brother, don't go, just say it here!"

Shangguan Binghen had no choice but to pause, and simply sat on the ground, pulling Hequan Shawu to sit down as well. From this angle, only Hequan Shawu's room was seen to be pitch-dark, and only the computer emitted a faint light.

After opening the sushi box, Shangguan Binghen broke open the chopsticks and handed it to Izumi Sagiri, saying.

"Try it first, it's delicious!"

Heizumi Sagiri sandwiched a piece in, vaguely speaking.

"I know the sushi here is delicious. They have many branches."

There was a wonderful touch in the mouth, and Izumi Sagiri couldn't help but began to stuff more into his mouth.

Shangguan Binghen was not in a hurry. After all, his dear sister was already hungry, and it was already past dinner time, and she didn't know if she had eaten some snacks before.

It seems that in the future, I will often prepare some snacks for my sister in case of emergency.

Until Hequan Shawu was full, Shangguan Binghen held his arms and smiled and watched his sister eat happily like a kitten, and he felt satisfied.

Izumi Sawu hiccupped, the food entered her stomach, and the whole person was in a better mood. She picked up Shangguan Binghen's sleeve and wiped the corner of her mouth, and Heizumi Sawu opened her mouth.

"My brother said he had something to talk to me about. I'm full, so tell me!"

Shangguan Binghen neatly took the box aside and opened his mouth to Hequan Shawu.

"My brother has written a novel."

Izumi Sagiri was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable.

"Brother, can you write novels?"

Although my brother is good-looking, can cook, and is popular, I didn't expect to write novels!

Does this mean that my brother has more and more advantages?

Shangguan Binghen smiled and nodded, and continued to speak.

"I went to the editor tonight. They have decided to serialize my novel, and then they mentioned one thing, that is, they want to find an illustrator for my novel."

When talking about the illustrator, Hequan Sawu got up on his knees a little excitedly, and couldn't help but pulled Shangguan Binghen's sleeve.

On the small face, there are some shocks, some entanglements, and some disappointments.

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My brother wrote a novel...

And also found an illustrator...

When will those illustrations of my own have a chance to see the sun?

Because, my brother doesn't even know that he is drawing!

Moreover, there are still some small illustrations with a little H...

Izumi Sagiri's voice was muffled.

"I didn't expect my brother to write novels, and I found my own illustrator. In this case, the more full and wonderful my brother's novels are, the level of the illustrator is also very important. A good drawing will bring the icing on the cake to the novel."

"Yes, I trust her level very much."

......

Shangguan Binghen smiled and touched Hequan Shawu's head. The hair on it was very soft, and when he was up close, he could smell the fragrance, with a faint girly fragrance, which was refreshing.

Izumi Sagiri lowered her head and eyes, and tugged the corners of her mouth in congratulations.

Shangguan Binghen couldn't help pinching Hequan Shawu's cheek, and his tone suddenly changed, "Then you quickly let my brother see your illustrations! I promised in front of the editor that your level will be very high! "