In the past, my wife was also good at raising multiple-choice questions and asked him what to eat for dinner. He said he had hot pot, but his wife said it tasted great. So he changed his stuttering and ate seafood, and his wife said it was too expensive. He didn't speak, but his wife said it was useless.

His wife was like a laning expert, moving around and moving. Every time he turned around, he was slowed down half a beat. He was thrust hard during the movement, and many bags were thrown out of his head.

In fact, Wang Zixu was surprised that he thought of his wife at this time. Her traces of life had disappeared around him. He had not thought of her for a long time.

He always thinks of someone at inexplicable opportunities. For example, at the seminar just now, he thought of Chen Qingluo.

The moment he threw out the recorder, his palm was cold, which was where Chen Qingluo had held it.

Don't be afraid. Don't regret it. She said.

If he was a literary knight, the one who awarded him a medal must be Princess Chen Qingluo.

She wasn't around. He missed her very much.

After a while, Wang Zixu finally couldn't help asking: "Where is this going?"

"Ah?" An Younan seemed to have come back to his senses, and was stunned for a moment before answering him, "I don't go anywhere, I just open it."

She also said: "If you want to, you can send it to your house directly, and then you can enjoy the pleasure of being squatting by the reporter."

Wang Zixu asked: "Have you been squatted by a reporter?"

"Squat. I'm just free to get money. Do you squat?"

"I don't understand."

"I am Ma Yongrong's illegitimate daughter. If you send me a piece of black material, you can ask my dad to get the withdrawal fee for the manuscript, which costs 5,000 yuan per person. Do you think you are free to get the money?"

Wang Zixu knew that there was such an operation for the first time. He used to think that reporters were all people who presided over justice.

“It sounds a bit too much.”

"Yes, can you imagine how perverted a girl in her teens was staring at a group of gossip reporters with long spears and short cannons looking for black spots every day?" An Younan held the steering wheel and complained.

Wang Zixu could not imagine it. However, he believed that An Younan has now formed such a distorted personality, and those tabloid reporters are more or less responsible.

He said: "I thought that with your father's strength, you would not tolerate being ridden by a group of tabloid reporters."

An Younan shrugged: "Yes, who knows what he thinks? Maybe he doesn't think it's going to take too much, and someone can help me stare at me."

After a pause, she said, "My dad understands my dynamics, and basically depends on these tabloid reporters. He doesn't care much about me."

When she said this, An Younan's tone was a little sad. Her side face was reflected on the window, her plain face was as snow, her long ink hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her white pajamas were lined with her like a wolf's hair dipped in pine smoke ink.

After deducting personal impressions, Wang Zixu has to admit that she is beautiful.

An Younan tied his hair with his temples and said:

"Today, I am driving like a knight to save you."

After saying that, she said, "I'm not here to do charity."

Wang Zixu said: "You still want to talk to me about signing the contract."

"Yes, I'm glad you spoke first, so I'm not that snobbish," An Younan said. "But if you still don't plan to sign a contract, then any of our relationship will end here."

Wang Zixu asked: "What relationship are you referring to?"
Chapter completed!