[Gu Xiran]: Please save me some snacks, as long as it is not domestic violence, but your legs are really white. What kind of anti-cream do you use? Push it over to me.

Asaha Yuena: “…………”

This is the best friend you call me.

"You should pay attention to your health, and I will buy you milk tea tomorrow."

[Cute little painter]: I want bubble milk tea and some snacks.

Gu Xiran: [Hello, I'm not here for something, I'll contact you later]

Xuena Asaha pouted and opened the red envelope, "Bad guy, isn't it just milk tea? I have money, I'll buy it for you!"

Looking at the empty balance in the red envelope, I finally gave up sending it.

Sure enough, a penny stumped the hero.

I don't know when the bank card will be unlocked.

The child is about to starve to death.

Asaha Yu Na dragged her calves, jumping back to the room.

Open the painting board, lying on the bed, bent her injured calf forward, and began to paint.

…………………

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Qing opened the writer's assistant.

It has been two hours since I entered the popular recommended position.

Yang Qing clearly remembered that when he didn’t recommend it, his collection was more than 31,000.

And now it has reached more than 31,300.

In other words, it increased by 300 collections in just two hours.

Ness!

For new writers, it is already very good to collect three or four hundred a day.

In this way, the total number of collections in a week should have a collection increase of two or three thousand.

Overall, it's pretty good.

Of course, the final promotion also depends on the reading, that is, the books you spend money to read are the real reading.

Collection is just a virtual number. Even if you collect one million, you can only follow one, and you cannot complete the promotion task.

Yang Qing originally wanted to write two pictures and send them on it, but at this time, the WeChat ringtone rang.

I looked down and saw that it was a voice called Yinghai.

Isn’t this the Dongchuan Keiko who gave herself 300 yuan not long ago?

Reach the phone.

"Hello."

Keiko Dongchuan said politely: "Yang Qingjun, how is the little painter going?"

Yang Qing responded: "The situation is not optimistic. I will ask you for a while. I don't know if I can agree."

Keiko Hirokawa hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, I can't contact the young painter, don't she use that WeChat?"

Only then did Yang Qing remember that his second WeChat was usually thrown there, and he rarely logged in, and he would not read the messages inside.

"Then I don't know." Yang Qing said without blushing, and his heart was beating. Now that things have come to this point, he can only go with the flow.

After getting this answer, Keiko Dongkawa couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but soon replied: "Yang Qingjun, I got your address from where I got the editor. I found that we were very close and I can go to your house right away."

"Oh, come on."

Yang Qing responded casually, but suddenly realized that it was not good.

Before he could react, he hung up the phone.

"It's over. If this comes, it's going to be exposed."

Yang Qing hurried to the window. After confirming that there was no suspicious person in the community, he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that Dongchuan Keiko was closer to her, and now it seems that it should be quite far away.

As long as she finds a seat, she will tell her that she is not at home, and Yang Qing doesn’t believe it. Can she still wait?

Yang Qing turned around and sat on the chair, picked up the wolfberry thermos cup beside him, and took a sip.

Continue to think about how to lay the foundation for the next plot.

…………………

Outside Yang Qing's house, a girl who was 1.6 meters tall and wearing a JK had been waiting for a long time.

The girl looked up and scanned the door sign on the door, looked down at the address on the file, and after confirming it, she was ready to knock on the door.

"Who are you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Wen walked down from the upper floor. She wanted to go back and have a sleep, but found that her cell phone seemed to be on the sofa.

So I wanted to go to Yang Qing's house to get my phone back.

When I saw Keiko Higashikawa's appearance, I couldn't help but think of Xue Na, and asked carefully: "Are you a Japanese?"

"Hi." Keiko Higashikawa nodded, "Hello, my name is Keiko Higashikawa."

"Why are you here?"

"Are you and Yuena friends?"

Keiko Higashikawa wanted to shake her head and say she didn't know her, but Xue Na's name reminded her of her hometown. Could it be that there are her own compatriots here?

Zhou Wen looked at Keiko Hirokawa who was silent and thought she was just here to find Xuena Asaha, so he simply came to the door and entered the password.

When the door was opened, Keiko Higashikawa carefully followed him in.

And just so happened that Asaha Yu Na also walked out of the room, looked at the somewhat unfamiliar Keiko and asked:

"Wenwen, is this your friend?"

Zhou Wen ran to the sofa, picked up his cell phone, and responded: "No, she is here to find you, she should be your friend."

Asaha Yuena looked at Higashikawa Keiko and spoke fluently, "Hello, my name is Asaha Yuena."

Keiko Dongkawa smiled, "Aliga, my name is Keiko Dongkawa. I am very happy to know you, please take care of me."

Zhou Wen was a little confused. He couldn't understand a word of what the two said, so he could only leave the room with tactful tact.

Asaha Yuina took out a bottle of milk in the refrigerator and handed it over, asking, "Meiko, who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for Yang Qingjun."

"Yang Qingjun?" Asano Yu Na looked at Keiko Hirokawa with some vigilance, "What are you looking for him?"

Keiko Higashikawa replied: "I want to meet the cute little painter. I gave Yang Qingjun three hundred yuan and said I could help me get the little painter's WeChat."

Asaha Yu Na came to understand, "You wait a moment."

As he said that, he ran to Yang Qing's door and pushed hard.

Yang Qing was so scared that she quickly closed her browser, then picked up the clothes beside her and covered her body.

"Don't you know knocking on the door?"

Asaha Yuina said: "Yang Qingjun, do you know a girl from Keiko Higashikawa?"

Yang Qing felt a little sad, "Uh... let's meet..."

"You come out."

Sumiya Sumiya pulled Yang Qing's arm and came to the living room.

Looking at the girl Yang Qing sitting on the sofa, she already knew that she was finished.

Has been discovered.

Keiko Dongchuan didn't know what was going on, but after seeing Yang Qing, she also showed a hint of surprise.

"It's really handsome!"

Yang Qing, who is 1.8 meters tall, is handsome, handsome, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and especially a pair of peach blossom eyes. When the little girl sees her, she feels like she is just beginning to fall in love.

Especially Yang Qing's temperament is rare even in their country.

It's the boy image that girls dream of.
Chapter completed!