If the reminder fails, you will be teased

The author has something to say: Chapter 10 has been completed, the little angels who have only read half of it remember to poke back and read it, sorry for causing trouble to everyone.

A reminder in this chapter: When Luo Wangshu went to Qiao Wei’s house for the second time, he was kicked and kneeled in the living room as soon as he entered the house ╮(￣▽￣)╭

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Luo Wangshu tried his best to lighten all his actions, for fear of quarreling with the inspiration of Qiao Huan who was rarely willing to work, so that he ran away from home, and created new reasons for the other party to refuse to submit the manuscript.

For a while, there was only the sound of Qiao Wei typing on the keyboard.

Luo Wangshu nestled on the sofa, and from time to time glanced in the direction of the study following the sound.

Qiao Wei sat very upright, with tight and stylish lines from his shoulders to his waist, coupled with the rhythmic keyboard sound, let the onlookers naturally appreciate his rigorous and serious work attitude.

It is true that serious men are the most attractive.Luo Wangshu now just looks at Qiao Wei's back, and feels that this person is very handsome, and he is completely different from the shameless look before.

Luo Wangshu checked Weibo for a while in the living room, and walked around station B, feeling that it had been a long time, but looking at the time, it was only after nine o'clock.He slumped on the sofa again, feeling a little bored, and turned the phone around in his palm.

If he had known that the job of urging manuscripts would be so leisurely, he had already accepted the orders made by those few people.

Luo Wangshuda has been influenced by various comics since childhood, and has a special liking for painting. Since high school, he has posted some beautiful fan pictures on Weibo, and he has also written some novels for free for many good Internet companies. character set and cover.

He has a lot of interest, talent is not bad, his strength is there, and his personality is also good, he will do what he says, and he has gradually accumulated a lot of popularity on Weibo.

I thought this summer vacation would be busy, so I politely declined a few orders, but now...he is sitting at Qiao Wei's house like a salted fish, so bored that he starts to count the pot of plants that he doesn't know the name of. How many leaves.

After returning home, take the initiative to find those writers and take the previous list.

As soon as this thought flashed in his mind for a second, the phone that was pinched in the palm of his hand suddenly vibrated.He turned over the screen, and it was a message from a writer who had worked with him for a long time.

The other party has a good reputation on the signing website, the two parties have cooperated more often, and there will be more opportunities for future cooperation, so they simply exchanged QQ to facilitate contact.

Blooming wood went straight to the point: [The novel I'm serializing has reached your standard for accepting orders~ Do you have time to help draw the character design recently? 】

Luo Wangshu looked at Qiao Wei in the study, pondered for a while, and replied: [Okay, please tell me the request. 】

The flowering wood quickly replied: [Long live!Luoshui Sanqian I love you! 】

Luoshui Sanqian is Luo Wangshu's Weibo name.

Wood that will bloom: [I saw your Weibo post saying that I would be busy during the summer vacation. I didn't expect much, but I didn't expect you to take the order! 】

Luo Wangshu smiled: [I really didn't expect to have free time at the time. 】

Blooming wood: [By the way, what have you been up to lately?In the past two days, Weibo has not been updated. 】

Luo Wangshu turned his eyes to Qiao Wei again, sighed secretly in his heart, and typed four words with a sad face: [It's hard to say. 】

Blooming wood: [I listened to the long story!Come on, the bosom of a bosom big sister is always open to you! 】

Luo Wangshu was amused by the other party, and it was true that Qiao Wei had made a mess these few days, so he followed the conversation and started complaining to the other party through the mobile phone.

The flowering wood made several laughing and crying expressions in succession.

Said it was a complaint, Luo Wangshu just mentioned a few words, without the slightest intention of complaining.

But the other party was very interested in this, and kept asking for details, so Luo Wangshu had no choice but to sort out all his experiences in his mind, and explain to the other party bit by bit.

When he finally finished speaking, the flowering wood replied: [Master-level writers are just different, they are simply a clear stream in the manuscript world!I'm waiting for you! 】

When Luo Wangshu saw the word "clear stream", he almost choked on his saliva: [What clear stream is simply the waste water discharged from a chemical plant.In order to delay the manuscript by any means, I guess I don't even know how the word "face" is written. 】

As soon as he clicked the send button, a deep and magnetic male voice sounded next to his ears: "Left'月'right'佥', I know how to write."

Luo Wangshu's scalp exploded, and he immediately bounced off the sofa.

Qiao Wei came out of the study at some point, walked around behind him, leaned on the sofa with his elbows, held a glass in one hand, and looked at him with half-closed eyes: "You urged me to write a manuscript just to recite it. Let me speak ill of me to others?"

Luo Wangshu: "..." This man made no sound when he walked.

"Children have a temper." Qiao Wei handed him the glass in his right hand, and took a sip of water himself.

Luo Wangshu took the water glass, and was about to say thank you, but was choked by the last five words the other party added.It took him a few seconds to selectively ignore what the other person said, and said with a smile: "Do you want to come and tell me that your manuscript is finished?"

"I want to tell you," Qiao Wei straightened up and looked at him. "It's time for you to cook."

Luo Wangshu: "..."

Do you really think he is an old lady!

Qiao Wei stretched out his index finger and pointed between his eyes, then moved his fingertips to point to the wall clock on the other side of the living room.

Luo Wangshu looked over subconsciously, the hour hand was almost pointing to twelve o'clock, Qiao Wei's "evil deeds" could make him talk for nearly three hours?

"Surprised." Qiao Wei rolled his eyes. "You have already spoken ill of me all morning."

Luo Wangshu: "..."

Ha ha.

"But don't worry, I'm already an adult, and I know how to separate work from personal grievances." Qiao Wei continued to smile.

Luo Wangshu also raised the corners of his mouth, with a smirk: "How old is Mr. Qiao this year?"

Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows: "27 years old, what's wrong."

"27." Luo Wangshu pretended to be surprised and opened his eyes wide. "Mr. Qiao must have paid great attention to maintenance on weekdays. Just look at the upper part of the neck. It looks like he is only 17 years old at most."

That's right, the neck goes up, especially the brain.

Qiao Wei was startled, he looked at Luo Wangshu's sparkling eyes that immediately bent, his chest couldn't help trembling, and let out a series of magnetic laughter: "It's just because I was born well, it's because of my genes."

He paused, looked Luo Wangshu up and down, and added, "Don't you know it best? Just look at the upper part of your neck, you look like six years old at most."

Luo Wangshu twitched the corners of his eyes, and stared at Qiao Wei for a long time without a smile on his face.Then he raised his neck, poured down the water in the cup, put it on the coffee table behind him, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, and said to Qiao Wei: "When I was five or six years old, I already got the ' How to beat the mentally handicapped" and "How to beat the mentally handicapped" double degree doctorate."

"What a coincidence, when I was five or six years old, I just got two doctorate degrees." Qiao Wei smiled back at him. "One is 'how to piss off a little kid' and the other is 'how to piss off a little kid'."

Luo Wangshu suddenly had the urge to unscrew the gas tank and die with Qiao Wei.

The ingredients needed for curry are all prepared in the morning, and the diced chicken is not forgotten to marinate.Luo Wangshu skillfully stir-fried, stir-fried, added soup, and collected juice, then covered the pot, turned off the heat, put rice on the plate, cut the fresh and tender cucumbers into semi-circular thin slices, and placed them on the table The rim is used as a garnish, and finally the fragrant chicken curry is poured over the crystal clear and plump grains of hot rice.

Qiao Wei sat at the dining table, crossing his fingers and propping his delicate chin. The rich aroma of curry lingering at the tip of his nose made him narrow his eyes slightly in satisfaction, looking like an elegant and lazy noble cat.

The craftsmanship of Luo Wangshu is very good, the taste of curry is very fragrant, and it tastes even more fragrant.What they ate today is Japanese curry, which is not oily and slightly spicy. Luo Wangshu specially paired it with mild chicken and mushroom soup.

It is said that looking at someone with good looks can even improve your appetite.But Luo Wangshu didn't dare to look at Qiao Wei's gorgeous face after a meal. He was really worried that if he couldn't control himself, he would smear the whole plate of curry on the other person's face.

On the contrary, Qiao Wei looked at Luo Wangshu who had been eating quietly with his eyes downcast, and kept his eyes bent in a happy mood.

After lunch, Qiao Wei was still in charge of washing the dishes, and Luo Wangshu was in charge of sitting upright on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Qiao Wei to come out of the kitchen.

"Need a manuscript?" Qiao Wei leaned lazily on the door frame, her voice rising, her tone showing a bit of frivolity.

Luo Wangshu was no stranger to his appearance, he nodded pretending to be serious, then reached into his trouser pocket, and slapped a supermarket receipt on the coffee table with a "slap".

Originally, he didn't want Qiao Wei to reimburse him for the ingredients, but he lost the fight with Qiao Wei twice today, and he was unwilling to pay the bill for this scourge.

Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows, walked into the bedroom unhurriedly to get her wallet, took out a few pink bills and put them in front of Luo Wangshu: "Reimbursement."

Luo Wangshu's face changed slightly: "I don't have that much money."

"I know." Qiao Wei slowly closed the wallet. "It also includes the food money for the next month."

Luo Wangshu blinked quickly, and laughed angrily: "So your housekeeper can't go to work for a month?"

"Yes." Qiao Wei replied confidently. "If we hadn't been together for a long time and had feelings, I would have wanted to change her."

Luo Wangshu looked at it, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "If I didn't know that Mr. Qiao could directly kick me to my knees, I would have thought that your legs were sick, and you couldn't even do grocery shopping by yourself."

Qiao Wei also smiled: "Look at what you said, if you want me to help you buy vegetables, just tell me what to do with these detours."

Luo Wangshu: "..."

Who is helping whom!

"Manuscript." Luo Wangshu desperately resisted the urge to roll his eyes at him, and stretched out a hand with the palm facing up.

Qiao Wei grasped that white wrist, exerted a little force, and directly pulled Luo Wangshu up from the sofa, and dragged him into the study: "You still expect me to spit out a stack of paper like a printer?"

He pressed Luo Wangshu on the chair in front of the computer desk: "Did you bring the USB drive?"

Luo Wangshu nodded, took out the USB flash drive and handed it to Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei stood a little behind Luo Wangshu, with his left arm resting on the back of the chair. After plugging in a USB flash drive to the computer with his right hand, he touched the mouse to control the computer. His body was slightly bent, and the distance between him and Luo Wangshu was very close. .

The tip of Luo Wangshu's nose was full of that pleasant and elegant smell, and looking at Qiao Wei's sharp-edged side face, the anger he had just got dissipated quite a bit.

"Look, this time it's a real manuscript." Qiao Wei opened a document named after himself, and swiped up and down for Luo Wangshu to check.

Luo Wangshu moved his gaze to the computer screen, and Qiao Wei swipe a little fast. Although he couldn't see what was written inside, he could tell that it was indeed the text that had not been copied.

"The first half you want." Qiao Wei finished copying the document and handed the USB flash drive to Luo Wangshu.

Luo Wangshu clutched the USB flash drive and looked at him in surprise.

Although I have already checked it hastily, but for some reason, the bad feeling has not disappeared.

He met Qiao Wei's smiling eyes, and asked him word by word, "Are you sure you really didn't play tricks on me this time?"

"Of course." Qiao Wei's answer was still unquestionably firm.

Luo Wangshu followed him and looked at each other for a while, those light gray eyes were always full of sincerity, Luo Wangshu was relieved.

As soon as Luo Wangshu returned to the work area of ​​the reasoning journal, he bumped into Guo Yi and was taken directly into the office.

When Luo Wangshu handed the USB flash drive to Guo Yi, the almost solemn expression on Guo Yi's face gave him the illusion that he was making a confession.

Guo Yi inserted the USB flash drive into the computer, opened the file and glanced at it, her face brightened a little, and she waved her hand to let Luo Wangshu out.

The heart hanging in Luo Wangshu's throat completely fell to the ground.

He returned to his seat and turned on the computer while talking to the editor next to him.

Before the interface for entering the password popped up, Guo Yi suddenly pushed open the door of the office with a gloomy face, walked over to him quickly, and directly slapped the USB flash drive in front of Luo Wangshu with a "snap".

Luo Wangshu was startled by her actions and trembled for a while, and was uncomfortable with Guo Yi's staring eyes that wanted to swallow people alive.

He couldn't help shouting in his heart: What kind of a moth is that scourge of Qiao Wei!