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Ps: I recommend a book called "My System is Shared"

Ishigami Yu's real man belt system was shared.

And what strange things they are, Fujiwara Chika's pet, the classmate next door Yukinoshita Yukino...

A joyful youth comedy thus begins.

But Ishigami Yu just wanted to say something in both Chinese and Japanese: ****.

Chapter 86: Really Raising a Son... (2/)

But this is none of Xuexue’s business ~hahaha.

The pity for Jiang Gou is only one tenth of a second. Who is Jiang Gou? He has resources and money. He is standing at the finish line that many ordinary people cannot reach.

He was indeed pitiful when he scolded Jiang Gou, but he was merciless when he betrayed Xu Yan. Was he looked down upon by his family? Was he not doing well in school? Was Mu Wan still helping him to manage this entertainment company that was among the best in Hangzhou?

How can such a grand company be just an empty shell? Although Jiang Gou didn't play the emotional card with me, it would be useless even if he did.

Although Ah Huan is a bit pretentious and hypocritical, at least he is truly miserable and cannot survive without me.

Haruki Murakami once said that when a stone and an egg fight, we should always stand on the side of the egg.

No matter how useless Ah Huan is, he is still my former self. I can only raise him as my son. He is not a game account. If he has nowhere else to go, my parents will be finished.

The only child embodies all the hopes of the previous generation.

Besides, my parents just hope that I can have a smooth job.

He saved all his life's money to buy me a house in his hometown.

This is a moral and unshirkable responsibility.

My ferocity is not to make Mingxue go away completely and be completely under my control. My paternalism is to protect her.

It's normal to feel cold and a little disgusted.

But I have to support my own world, I promised.

As for Jiang Gou, let me say something unpleasant. Even if I comfort Jiang Gou now, it can only be icing on the cake, unless~ Jiang Gou is just like the scenario in my novel. In the end, he suffers a lot of losses, his property is taken away, and he is alone on the street with only that fancy clothes. The money he has can only buy the last bottle of wine, his credit card is frozen, and he has no money on hand.

His car was mortgaged, his house was seized, his capital chain was completely broken, and no one could save him.

This seems a bit too tragic?

Or if Jiang Gou falls to the level of an ordinary person and may have to rely on a saintly person like me to feed him, maybe I will give him a casual hug in the novel?

When I went downstairs, I saw Mu Mingxue standing at the door of the cafe, looking in the direction of the company like a watchman.

With this confused expression like someone waiting for Godot, if I didn't recognize him, I would think he was the mascot of the coffee shop.

He started as soon as I came into his sight.

He thought I couldn't see him. The light path is reversible, little brother. This is not a blind spot. He subconsciously turned around and thought he slipped into the coffee shop very quickly.

I deliberately slowed down my pace, paying attention to the rhythm of my high heels, and walked into the cafe. He and Xu Yan were sitting by the window. Xu Yan was eating a small cake over there, and he was stirring his coffee cup.

I'm also confused. After Mu Mingxue became me, he seemed to get smaller and smaller in my eyes... I always feel that he looks pitiful. Obviously, he is dressed very energetically... They are normal styles from Zara, and the colors today are similar to Jiang Yuncun's. Why does Jiang Yuncun look mature in what he wears and his words have weight, while Ah Huan looks childish and frivolous?

"Okay, now that I'm done with my work, let's go eat."

"Oh, okay." He drank a spoonful of coffee as if nothing had happened and filled it again?

"What are we going to eat tonight? A big dinner? I'll treat you, hehe." Xu Yan's face was filled with happiness but also flattery, flattery but also awe, and awe but also some appreciation. There were clear levels of understanding.

Don’t ask me why I can tell. If the author of the novel writes more expressions, he can add a few more words. Hahaha. But some expressions are indeed very interesting.

"Don't eat anything too greasy. I have a shoot tomorrow. Just eat something nearby and buy some fruit to take home."

After dinner, Xu Yan left happily. She was full of confidence in me and the program, and the joy of success was overdrawn in advance.

Of course I am still cautious, but the lower limit is definitely not low. At least this show will be more popular than the last one with makeup on.

The topic of besties stealing your boyfriend has actually been popular for more than a decade. Some topics are only hot for a short time, but some topics can be brought up and revived over and over again.

Fashion is a cycle. In the era of Yamaguchi Momoe, girls liked thick and flat eyebrows. I remember that around 18, thick and flat eyebrows were very popular. They were renamed Korean straight eyebrows... Almost every woman, regardless of her face shape, used this style. But now, people have started to draw thin willow-leaf eyebrows again.

Some hot topics are also eternal reincarnation, such as love and betrayal~

When I got home at night, I wanted to buy some fruit. A box of discounted watermelons cost 10 yuan, and cantaloupes cost yuan. This kind of fresh fruit store has beautiful packaging, but the price...

Can you believe that Red Fuji is 8.9 yuan each?

Just buying cut mango costs 20...

But Mu Mingxue saw grapes, cherries, peaches and mangosteens.

"I want that... I haven't eaten mangosteen for a long time. These cherries are good too. They look so fresh. Should I buy some more?"

"Okay, just eat a little fruit, why do you have to buy so much?"

"Not much, just a little of everything, and Feizixiao. We are not short of money now, so what's wrong with eating some fruit?" He talked to himself and started taking things.

I spent over 200 yuan on some fruit for no apparent reason. Although I had money, I still felt bad because the fruit was more expensive than the meal I had that night...

When I went back, I felt it was a bit inconvenient carrying my things, so I thought about calling a taxi, but Mu Mingxue suddenly said something.

"Shall we take the subway back?"

"? You bought 200 yuan worth of fruit. Why are you taking the subway with so much stuff? It's not even 8 o'clock yet and there are so many people."

"It's okay, it's just a few stops away. Besides, taking a taxi is very expensive. It will cost at least thirty or forty yuan to get home. There are no discounts for xx now."

"??? You just bought 200 yuan worth of fruit, how dare you say that???"

"So we have to save money. We all have citizen cards..." I sneered and gave him a look.

How could I not know what this guy was thinking? He just wanted to walk a little further with me.

When I arrived at the subway station, it was crowded as expected. The crowds at this time were second only to those during rush hour. There was not even a seat available. I could only hold on to the handrail. Then I understood why Mu Mingxue wanted to take the subway.

He actually used my waist as an armrest in public, hugged me and lay on top of me. Well, my breasts became his airbag. I was really impressed. The important thing is that I was half a head taller than him even with high heels on...

"Are you an elementary school student?"

"Whatever you say, you can't hit me on the subway anyway, and you're holding fruit~" He rubbed it, closed his eyes, and said contentedly.

Author's message:

Ps: Recommend a book "I, a Person Infected with Ore Disease"

The big guy next door has an explosive collection of works.

Qin Huan traveled to "Arknights", the night of Chernobyl's destruction.

Looking at the surging integration movement, he decided to join Rhodes Island.

Winter: Think twice. I heard that the pharmaceutical company does everything except making drugs. They work 007 hours a day until their concentration is distracted. They continue to work even after waking up in the dormitory. The boss touches their head and they have to pretend to trust them...

Qin Huan: Don't be afraid, it's just my liver. It's the strongest part of my body!

A month later.

Qin Huan secretly ran out of the base.

"Hello, is this an angel? How are the benefits at Penguin Logistics? You only deliver express packages on weekdays. You don't mine red gold, make chips, contact trade, or copy combat records, right?"

----

When the whispers in my ears sounded, the wars in the mortal world were as small as crumbs, and all living beings fled like ants.

"Protect Qin Huan, his ability... is the last hope to save the infected!"

Amiya gave a decisive A.

Chapter 87: His little thoughts that can be guessed at once. (3/)

I was almost mad.

When I got home, I threw the fruit on the coffee table and lay on the sofa with my legs crossed. "If you don't finish these fruits for me tonight, don't go to sleep. If you can't finish them, I'll stuff them into your mouth."

"I originally bought it for two people. It's not my fault if I can't finish it. Besides, there's a refrigerator!" Mu Mingxue said with a grin.

"Okay, wash and eat the fruit yourself. I'm going back to write." I waved my hand lazily and went upstairs.

"Okay, can I hug you before going to bed tonight?"

"You hug me before going to bed at night? Can you still sleep? Besides, didn't you hug me on the subway just now, and you didn't move for fifteen minutes." Mu Mingxue could easily immerse himself in such little emotions, but his goal was not small at all.

It feels a bit like going to Mount Kilimanjaro to see the snow, but you only stop at the eaves of the hotel at the foot of the mountain.

I had just started writing the second chapter update when he knocked on the door.

"what happened?"

"Open the door, open the door, I have a surprise for you~" he shouted happily outside the door.

To be honest, the surprise in my eyes... forget it, it's just a simple matter of opening a door, no need to make it complicated, I just sent him away.

He opened the door and brought a large plate of washed fruit.

"Look! I've washed such a big plate of fruit for you. Isn't that thoughtful? I know it's hard work for you to write novels, hehe." This expression is like that of a puppy waiting for praise.

Although I know that this guy must have done this because he had nothing to do or wanted to take advantage of me, and the mangoes and watermelons were already cut by the store... but it's okay, since I just wanted to eat some fruit.

"Good, it's rare that you think of me. You've made progress, very good, I'll give you a little red flower." I quickly picked the mangoes that didn't need to be peeled and ate them.

"Where's the little red flower?"

"what?"

"You said you would give me a little red flower~"

"Okay, close your eyes and open your palms."

Mu Mingxue did as she was told with a smile.

I drew a little red flower on his palm with lipstick and felt like a fool. This woman was quite persistent about such a boring thing.

"What? So perfunctory. Can this be considered a red flower?" Mu Mingxue opened her eyes and said with some disgust.

"Almost done, go wash your hands, I'll continue typing. Thank you for the fruit~ Bye."

"By the way...Axue, can I stay next to you and watch you write? I promise not to make any noise, just watch."

“What’s so good about my writing?”

"Just look at you for a while? No, I can't hug you at night. I can't come in after you take a shower. Now I look at you. You don't have to pay attention to me. I have nothing to do. I look at you and then play with my phone..."

"Okay, then don't bother me. I need absolute quiet. And go get a chair yourself. Don't sit on my bed."

"I see. You're not being gentle at all."

I didn't reply and moved my eyes to the Word interface. When my fingers began to tap on the first keyboard, I gradually ignored the sound of the heat dissipation. My brain quickly constructed the story scene. When I was inspired, my hands seemed to be pushed forward by the story that broke through the dimensional wall. It seemed that I was just a recorder, not a creator.

As for when I had no inspiration, I would want to do other things while writing, such as checking the group, watching some videos, and so on. I didn't pay much attention to Mu Mingxue's gaze, and I just sat there and finished the second chapter.

"Has it been written?"

"I'm done. I'm going to take a shower. You can go back to your room and rest."

"You look so cool when you're serious, hehe, you're really a good attacker..."

"What's wrong with that? It doesn't sound right." I sneered.

"Well, you are so serious, and so attractive. I can't help but watch your hands tapping on the keyboard, and your profile. I am so fascinated by it. Anyway, it is better than those crudely made xx anime and movies on your disk~"

"???Did you see it?"

"No, I just took a quick look..." He seemed to realize that he had let the cat out of the bag.

"Are you going to rush?" My eyes lit up.

"…No!"

"Really? Tsk tsk, I don't know what those people said before, your low taste really disgusts me..."