If the reminder fails, you will be teased

"Xiao Shu is young and has a straight temper. Please take care of Mr. Qiao and don't embarrass him." Gu Anrang made a comforting gesture to Luo Wangshu who was about to explode, and the corners of his mouth still maintained a gentle arc.

Qiao Wei was too warm when facing Luo Wangshu, completely different from him in the past, which made Gu Anrang inevitably confused.

Qiao Wei didn't hold back her smile, and looked over leisurely: "Mr. Gu, you're being polite. Xiao Luo is a very nice kid, and I like him very much. Why would you make things difficult for him?"

"I'm relieved to hear Mr. Qiao say that." Gu Anrang smiled lightly. "Xiao Shu has been well-behaved and lovable since he was a child. His family and friends love and spoil him, and sometimes he is unavoidably childish."

Luo Wangshu frowned puzzledly and looked over, Gu Anrang smiled at him softly again, turned his gaze to Qiao Wei and added the last sentence: "Mr. Qiao, don't care."

"Why would I care?" Qiao Wei also smiled and glanced at Luo Wangshu who hadn't figured out the situation before him, and then continued to look at Gu Anrang.

"That's good." Gu Anrang nodded, and cast his doting eyes on Luo Wangshu who was a little dazed opposite. "Xiao Shu, you heard it too. Mr. Qiao doesn't hate you, so don't worry about it now."

Luo Wangshu: "...?"

Since when was he worried that Qiao Wei hated him?

Luo Wangshu blinked in confusion.

It was true that he was tricked by Qiao Wei before and wanted to throw acid on his oiran's face.

"After getting off work today, Xiao Shu was restless for a long time. She thought that she had done something wrong and made Mr. Qiao unhappy, so she couldn't get the manuscript." Gu Anrang turned his head, explained to Qiao Wei, and went back to Looking at Luo Wangshu with a smile. "Since Mr. Qiao has said so, I believe that the manuscript will be handed over to you soon."

Luo Wangshu's heart skipped a beat, realizing that Gu Anrang was hinting to Qiao Wei to hand over the manuscript quickly, his eyes lit up involuntarily.

Qiao Wei laughed a few times, and looked at Luo Wangshu lovingly: "Of course."

Then he lowered his head and took out the phone, and quickly swipe the screen with his slender fingers. After a while, he put down the phone again, and continued to smile and look at the little white rabbit who was looking at Gu Anrang with its big bright eyes.

Luo Wangshu was swept away by that gaze, almost getting goosebumps all over his body, and was about to frown when the mobile phone in hand vibrated.

He put down his chopsticks, took out a paper towel and wiped his fingertips. At the same time, he glanced at the screen of the phone, paused his movements, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

QQ message reminder——

Qiao Wei: [I didn't expect that you not only look small, but also have the problem of a brat who likes to sue others. 】

...Why is he so angry?

Luo Wangshu grabbed the chopsticks, stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, chewed it hard as Qiao Wei, took a deep breath, and then said: "Mr. Aww!"

Before he could finish his words, his forehead was actually flicked.

Qiao Wei smiled and withdrew his hand: "What did I say just now?"

Luo Wangshu: "..."

This man is so shameless!

"...It's going to be the 25th soon." Luo Wangshu leaned back in the chair, keeping a distance from the other party, so as to prevent the devil's claw from coming to destroy his forehead again. "I hope Mr. Qiao can deliver the manuscript to me as soon as possible."

Looking at Luo Wangshu's defensive posture of swearing to the death to fight against the evil forces, Qiao Wei couldn't help but deepen his smile.

He calmly picked up the roasted meat slices, dipped them in the sauce, and put them into his mouth gracefully, chewed and swallowed slowly, and looked up: "Ruiyi has a fine tradition, do you know?"

Luo Wangshu was taken aback by the question, and looked at Gu Anrang on the other side.

Gu Anrang received his gaze, and replied softly: "During the break, don't talk about work."

Luo Wangshu let out a "hehe" in his heart: "That's for those who conscientiously perform their duties."

Gu Anrang still smiled, noncommittal.

Luo Wangshu raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Wei: "Mr. Qiao shouldn't be unclear about what a competent writer should do."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Wei suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a serious and dignified expression between his brows. He stared intently at the saucer in front of him, as if he was thinking about some important life issue.

Luo Wangshu thought that the other party's brain circuit had finally successfully connected with her, so she felt relieved.

He looked at the corners of Qiao Wei's pursed lips, and began to worry about whether his tone just now was too strong, and he had poked the weakness of this famous writer.

But all outstanding and successful people will inevitably have some weird preferences. Maybe Qiao Wei just used tricks to relieve stress?

After all, a writer is also a mortal body, and his inspiration is also limited. It is inevitable that the process will be a bit boring after typing on the computer for a long time every day.

As an author, how could he not want his story to be seen by his favorite readers earlier? Would he really be willing to be constantly disturbed because of the delay?

Thinking of this, Luo Wangshu couldn't bear it again.

He cleared his throat, and was about to organize his words to comfort the other party, but Qiao Wei suddenly said, "Who made this sauce."

Luo Wangshu was taken aback for a moment, unable to react.

"Taste it." Qiao Wei handed over the porcelain plate and frowned at him. "Is it too salty?"

Luo Wangshu: "..."

get out!Spicy chicken!

In the end, it was not Qiao Wei, who was so thick-skinned that he went into outer space, but Gu Anrang, who sat on the side and served Luo Wangshu's barbecue without complaint.

"There's something wrong with one of the company's projects, and I'm going to rush over to see the specific situation." After Gu Anrang returned from answering the phone, he looked at Luo Wangshu apologetically. "Xiao Shu..."

Luo Wangshu knew that the other party was worried about him, so he immediately interrupted him: "It's okay, you can go there quickly. I'm not a three-year-old child, so I have nothing to worry about."

Gu Anrang was still a little worried: "Be careful on the way home." After speaking, he nodded to Qiao Wei who was beside him: "Then Mr. Qiao, I will take my leave today."

Qiao Wei nodded and said with a smile, "Go slowly."

After Gu Anrang's figure completely disappeared in the shop, Qiao Wei put down his chopsticks, sat in the seat Gu Anrang had just taken, and shouldered the heavy responsibility of barbecue.

While stuffing something into his mouth, Luo Wangshu secretly looked at the man in front of him with his eyes.

I used to think that Gu Anrang was good-looking enough, but I didn't expect that Qiao Wei suddenly popped up now, so handsome that people were caught off guard.

"It's enough to eat these." Qiao Wei put the freshly grilled meat slices and vegetables into the plate, put them in front of Luo Wangshu, and then skillfully turned off the grill.

Then he put his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers, propped up his delicate chin, and looked at Luo Wangshu with a smile.

"Enough..." Luo Wangshu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and looked up. "Have you stopped eating?"

Qiao Wei raised the corners of her lips, picked up some vegetables from the plate in front of him and ate them with chopsticks: "What is your relationship with Gu Anrang?"

Luo Wangshu blinked: "What's wrong?"

"Curious." Qiao Wei smiled. "You seem to have a good relationship."

"It's okay." Anyway, the meat I ate was roasted by others, and Luo Wangshu's face looked much better. "He was a neighbor for a long time as a kid, but then he moved."

"Childhood sweetheart?" Qiao Wei teased.

"You two old men, is the word childhood sweetheart correct?" Luo Wangshu couldn't help laughing. "You're a writer, anyway."

Qiao Wei also laughed twice, but did not speak.

This person was already good-looking, but when he was hit by the soft light above his head, he looked like an exquisite work of art, and everything around him became a foil.

It would be great if Qiao Wei wouldn't be so shameless.

Luo Wangshu ate a piece of meat that was grilled just right, curled his lips and sighed in his heart.

"Excuse me..." Someone came to the dining table and looked at them excitedly and nervously. "Is it convenient to exchange contact information?"

Luo Wangshu raised his head subconsciously, and found that the person who came was a pretty and pretty girl, in her early twenties.

The other party's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes moved, looking at Qiao Wei for a while, and Luo Wangshu for a while.

Luo Wangshu had been accosted several times before, but now that he was sitting with Qiao Wei, a rare monster in the world, it was a little unclear whether this person's target was him or Qiao Wei.

He turned his head to look at Qiao Wei, and found that the other party did not look away, and kept focusing on him.As soon as Luo Wangshu looked back, he immediately deepened his smile, revealing a few white teeth between his lips.

This smile was so sudden that Luo Wangshu only felt his heart beating violently in his chest.

He hurriedly looked away, looked at the expectant girl standing by the table, and raised the corners of his lips unnaturally: "... May I ask who are you looking for?"

The girl was so embarrassed that her neck was a little red: "...Well, I lost the game with my friend, punish me for coming here... I need contact information..."

Luo Wangshu looked at him patiently.

"...May I have your contact information?" the girl mustered up a lot of courage and asked.

"No." Before Luo Wangshu could speak, Qiao Wei answered for him first.He turned slightly and looked at the other party: "If you want his contact information, it will destroy our relationship."

After finishing speaking, the corner of his mouth twitched lightly, revealing a short, unclear smile: "You mean so?"

The girl froze for a moment when she heard his words, then became excited and nodded again and again: "Yes!"

At the same time, a mysterious light burst out in her eyes: "I didn't expect you to be...!"

Qiao Wei quickly turned her eyes back to Luo Wangshu, and interrupted her: "Sorry, please change someone else."

"Okay!" The other party nodded vigorously. "We will definitely not cause trouble for you! Call, interrupt!"

After she finished speaking, she blushed, turned around and walked away quickly. After returning to her seat, she didn't know what she said. Her friend immediately looked at her with the same excitement as if she had been beaten.

Luo Wangshu was a little helpless: "...you talk nonsense and let others misunderstand you like that."

"I didn't talk nonsense." Qiao Wei raised his eyebrows.

"What does it mean to destroy our relationship?" Luo Wangshu looked at him. "...It's as if we are...that what."

"What?" Qiao Wei smiled playfully again, and finally gave him a comment. "If there is filth in your heart, everything you look at is filthy."

Luo Wangshu rolled his eyes a little, and secretly gave him a middle finger in his heart.

"The two of us were sitting together, and she only asked you for your contact information, making it seem like I'm worse than you." Qiao Wei explained solemnly. "It's too damaging to one's self-esteem. When my self-esteem is hit, my mood will be low. Once the mood is low, I don't have much energy to write."

Luo Wangshupi smiled bluntly: "I always thought that nuclear missiles could not destroy your facial tissue, but I didn't expect your heart to be so fragile."

Qiao smiled faintly: "It seems that you don't really want my manuscript. Well, let me think about it... After August, I will send the manuscript to you."

I will endure.

Luo Wangshu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then looked at Qiao Wei with a smile, and spoke quickly: "Mr. It's just that the lady with the mouse eyes, the deer head, the gray face, and the earthy appearance just saw your appearance clearly when she approached. You are not the only one in the world. She must feel that you are not worthy of you, so she felt wronged and asked me for my contact information."

"Well, what you said makes sense." Qiao Wei nodded in satisfaction first, then changed her tone. "But you have to learn how to punctuate sentences."

Luo Wangshu smiled very sincerely this time: "Mr. Qiao taught me a lesson."

"Also." Qiao Wei added. "If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them indiscriminately."

The smile on the corner of Luo Wangshu's mouth suddenly froze.

"Lonely, luan, widowed, swan." Qiao Wei leaned forward with a smile. "Although you speak very fast, my hearing is not bad."

"...Hehehehehe." Luo Wangshu bit the bullet and looked at him. "I never failed Chinese."

"Lonely and widowed, refers to widowed men and women." Qiao Liangshi earnestly and kindly seduces. "Kids have to remember."

Luo Wangshu bent the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Remember, remember..."

Why is this man not deaf?