"Then I'll wear a little bear pajamas from now on, so you can hold me to sleep?"

Asaha Yu Na responded with a smile: "It's not impossible, but my mother said that girls should be clean, so we can't sleep together."

Yang Qing quickly walked behind her and blew in her ear, "Then when you were at my house, didn't you live together?"

As soon as these words came out, Sumiya's face turned red with a blush, and she said stutteringly: "No, that's because the home is too small and there is no extra room. You can't let me sleep outside."

Yang Qing said: "Then you can't, let's go home."

"Tsk, big bad guy."

……………………

Standing downstairs, you can see the lights at your house still coming. You don’t have to think that it must be the good thing that Zhou Wen and his sisters did. If you shouldn’t say it, these two girls will wait forever. They are really professional.

After returning home, Zhou Xiaoyu ran over, holding Bai Yuxin in her hand, "Brother Yang Qing, you are finally back, my sister and I are almost starving to death."

Yang Qingbai glanced at Zhou Xiaoyu, "I know I'm hungry, can't I cook? I can't wait for me all the time."

Zhou Wen spit out the lollipop and said, "Of course, we have paid the money. We can't let us cook by ourselves. Also, next time, can we tell us what you are going to do? I don't know when you will come back and what I will eat for cooking."

After saying this, Yang Qing almost thought he had done something wrong, and responded helplessly: "Okay, okay, it's not okay if I was wrong. Brother will not dare to do it anymore and will never hide it from you again."

"This is almost the same. What's the delicious food to bring? It's so delicious."

Zhou Wen took the food he handed over, his eyes seemed to be emitting. He licked his lips, "Go to eat delicious food again. This time the amount of dishes is larger than last time, who's from?"

Asaha Yu Na was about to say it was the restaurant in the amusement park, but Yang Qing stopped him because once he said it, Zhou Wen must go there, so in order to save money, don’t tell her.

"It's a nearby restaurant. We'll try the taste, so I brought it back to you. Eat it quickly, otherwise the food will be cold."

"Yeah, Brother Yang Qing is so nice."

The two sisters sat at the dining table and started eating.

Yang Qing pulled Sumiya down on the sofa and whispered: "If you tell me, Wenwen won't let us accompany her once tomorrow. Forget it, let's go, you're short of money."

"Uh... Yang Qingjun, I remember that I seemed to give you tens of thousands of dollars in the past. Why, I spent it so soon?"

"How can this be? This is for you. I will not use it automatically unless I have no choice. Don't worry. This is your money. If you have any questions, tell me and I will give it to you again. The first is to help you save some money. The second is to make it for us to think about the future. Do you know?"

Xuena Asayu nodded silly, "Yeah, I understand. Yang Qingjun is so smart and great."

"That's all, okay, they'll leave after they finish eating. Let's take a shower and go to bed, and I'm exhausted after playing for a day."

Yang Qing glanced at the two people who were eating and drinking, turned around and walked into the bathroom to wash. The day of fun made Yang Qing tired. After taking a shower, he returned to the bedroom.

Then put the puppets obtained from the playground neatly in the cabinet.

Looking at the newly added figures in the cabinet, Yang Qing felt very comfortable. Who wouldn’t want to have a few more collections in his cabinet?

I just don’t know how that little girl is doing. Will she be sad because she didn’t get the puppet?

Forget it, if you meet it next time, it’s not impossible to sell one to her. Anyway, I have four, so it doesn’t matter if I miss one.

……………………

Sunday, September 27th.

When he got up early in the morning, Yang Qing walked to the balcony, looked at the rainy weather, turned around and returned to the kitchen. He didn't have to think about it, he couldn't exercise today.

It was raining heavily, and there were already many small puddles in the community. If you were running, it would be easy to get your clothes dirty. It would be better to take a day off and talk about it tomorrow.

After cooking, Yang Qing originally wanted to call Xue Nai, but after thinking about it, let's just forget it. Last night, Xue Nai stayed up late to get the manuscript and didn't go to bed until after one o'clock in the morning. She should still be dreaming now.

Yang Qing returned to his bedroom and started to work hard. Due to the addition of updates, he changed from the original 4,000 words to 6,000 words, 6,000 in the morning and 6,000 in the afternoon, he could still write 6,000.

If it is not sufficient, then let’s talk about it tomorrow.

Until eleven o'clock noon, all the six thousand words in the morning had ended, and Asaha Yukina had already sat on the sofa watching the TV series, and it was obvious that she had woken up long ago.

After watching Yang Qing walk out, he whispered: "Yang Qingjun, it rained so hard today, but it still rained now."

"Today's weather forecast says there will be heavy rain and it should last until the evening. I don't know what time it is, so we can only stay at home today."

"Oh, okay, I still want to go and have fun, it seems that I'd better forget it."

Sumina Asaha pouted her mouth. Yesterday she had made an appointment with her best friend and said she would go to school for a while today, but looking at the heavy rain outside, it was obvious that their plans could not keep up with the changes.

"Let's talk about it when the rain stops. Don't you go to work?"

"I drew a lot yesterday, and it was really difficult to draw two comics."

You know, comics are different from novels. Novels can be sent regularly every day, but comics are different. The time it takes is very large. Some people print each three days, some people print each week, or even one a month. There are also many people.

Comics not only test concentration, but also exercise a person's mind and slowly smooth out his irritable mind.

Yang Qing also knew this very well. Just when he wanted to say something, WeChat suddenly rang.

He lowered his head, and I don’t know who brought him into a group chat.

[Little Yellow Duck]: This is Xiaoqing, welcome.

[Wang Quan Lingfeng]: Welcome newcomers, welcome.

【Yang Qing】: What is this group?

[Dongchuan Keiko]: This is a WeChat group of novel authors, which are all master writers from various websites, as well as some platinum, level 5, etc.

After hearing this, Yang Qing was also surprised. He was a little first-level author, so where did he get the confidence to enter this group chat?

But what happened next made Yang Qing smile bitterly.
Chapter completed!