Chapter 105:

Hearing this request early in the morning, Li said Xing was a bit surprised, but he readily agreed. After washing and eating breakfast, he sat down in front of the computer and started to tell the story.
He asked Su Mingqian: "What kind of story do you want to hear?"
Su Mingqian: "A very short story, between Cunxing and Su Mingqian, a few words can explain it."
Li Shuoxing understood: "It's a short story. Let me think about it. Let me tell you a little story about saving money after the star saves the treasury to Su Mingqian."
The short story was really short, and it was finished in a few words.
But it was very interesting. Su Mingqian listened with great gusto, and he worked hard to write down the story while listening.
When the recording was over, Su Mingqian continued to make demands. This time, he went further and specified the subject: "Ximu, continue, this time I want a sweet story."
Li Shuoxing: "Then let's tell a story about Su Mingqian and Cunxing taking a bath together."
Su Mingqian continued to listen.
Li Shuoxing's voice is very clear, with a trace of magnetism. When telling stories, he is full of emotions from his own heart. It is easy to bring people into the story and experience the protagonist's emotions.
Su Mingqian was a little fascinated. He turned on the computer's recording software and recorded Li Shuoxing's voice. When he stepped on Li Shuoxing and stopped speaking, he then suggested: "There is also a story of abuse."
Li Shuoxing continued: "Then tell me the story of Su Mingqian and Cunxing being separated temporarily."
He spoke three times.
Su Mingqian also operated the computer again.
Following the recording function, he couldn't help turning on the camera function again. The storytelling Li Shuoxing not only makes people intoxicated by voice, but also makes people's facial expressions.
He recorded all these, and at the same time he recorded it, he even had a trace of regret.
If I was telling the story of the little boy and the star magician at the time, I would have thought of recording and videotaping, and I would be able to take out the picture from time to time.
Westwood back then...
A ray of sweet and sour feeling passed through Su Mingqian's heart.
Is the best.
He made his final request: "Ximu, let's have another sweet and sour story, okay?"
Su Mingqian did the above behavior very concealedly, with very small movements, and would not disturb anyone, especially not to disturb Li Shuoxing.
But the narration of the game exposed everything as usual.
After Li Shuoxing spoke for a while, he saw two lines of narration.
[Su Mingqian turns on the recording device. 】
[Su Mingqian records the player's voice. 】
He spoke for a while, and saw two lines of narration again.
[Su Mingqian turns on the camera equipment. 】
[Su Mingqian shoots player video. 】
He was happy.
Isn't this what I used to do to cubs? Is it my turn to do it to me now?
But Li said Xing was not a shy cub, and he was not at all ashamed or angry about it.
He even adjusted his posture calmly, fully revealing his more attractive and handsome side in front of the cub, and planned to think:
I have cub’s video and audio, cub also has my video and audio, both sides are each other.
In this way, the cub has no position to seize my winter food, and I can also put these things out in the cub's face, and taste the aftertaste from time to time!

Early in the morning, in just fifteen minutes, Su Mingqian had obtained four short stories from Li Shuoxing.
There is a specialization in the field of art, and in terms of storytelling, Ximu is still good at telling stories quickly and well.
He was still thinking, but restrained his desires. He thoughtfully asked Li Shuoxing to start writing, and he went back to the game and started to pose and take pictures of Xingxing and Qianqian, realizing his yesterday’s ideas, matching pictures and stories with each other. Articles.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Su Mingqian updated the first interesting article.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Su Mingqian updated the second sweet article.
Eleven o'clock in the morning... until twelve o'clock noon.
Su Mingqian finished the four stories and uploaded them one by one.
Fans who follow TAG are shocked:
"What kind of treasure is my wife, my goddess!"
"The wife is too productive! She shed tears more than her heart."
"My wife's writing style is good in the original. When I read it, I feel like reading the original text of the father-in-law. 233. Thumbs up, super awesome."
Su Mingqian flipped through the comments and popularity and watched them rise rapidly together. After seeing that the weekly ranking was no longer a problem, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
If there is such a fever, it should be noticed.
While he was calm, Su Mingqian looked at the compliments in the comments, a little cautious.
After all cheating, Ximu got involved.
But at the same time he felt a little sweetness, like jumping candy, jumping in his heart.
After all, Ximu got involved.
Su Mingqian closed the web page and returned to the app.
After working all morning, he was a little tired, so he decided to take a break before lunch. During the break, he picked up two dolls that he had played with for the whole morning and looked at them. Suddenly, he had some new ideas...

One morning passed.
This morning, Su Mingqian stayed in the game and didn't come out except for telling him some stories at the earliest.
What happened to the cub.
Why doesn't the cub come out.
Does the cub love me anymore?
Li Shuoxing felt a little lonely.
Loneliness made him enter the game ten minutes earlier than usual, and then he saw Su Mingqian pityingly cover a small pillow towel on Qianqian and the stars lying side by side.
……Ok?
Li said there was something wrong with Xing's intuition.
Naturally, he opened the system narration and studied it.
Today's system narration is very long. Li Shuoxing took a look at it. The previous story was about how Su Mingqian used two villains to rehearse the story. When it was twelve o'clock, the narration style suddenly changed and became:
[Su Mingqian strips off the stars and Qianqian's clothes. 】
[Su Mingqian put the naked dolls side by side. 】
[Su Mingqian stared at them for a long time. 】
[Su Mingqian raised his hand...]
Li said Xing: "?!"
Words are powerful, and Li Shuoxing feels something in the words.
His mind was highly concentrated, and then he looked down and saw--
[Su Mingqian stopped for a long time. 】
[Su Mingqian picked up a couple's pajamas. 】
[Su Mingqian puts on pajamas for Qianqian and Xingxing. 】
Li Shuoxing: "..."
The tense spirit leaked oil and slowly relaxed.
Sure enough, is there too much yellow waste in my mind, it is impossible for the cub to think about this...
Li Shuoxing slowly erased the bright color in his heart, and he continued to look.
[Su Mingqian placed the stars and Qianqian on top of each other. 】
[Su Mingqian asked Qian Qian to kiss the stars. 】
[Su Mingqian let the stars embrace Qianqian and kiss the earlobe. 】
[Su Mingqian let the stars come down from Qianqian, covered them with a small pillow, let Qianqian rest in the arms of the stars. 】
The heart that was originally thrown into the pool for cleaning fell into the paint pool again.
Li said Xing swayed again.
They overlap, they kiss, they embrace, they rest.
Is the waste in my mind continuing to work, causing me to have illusions one after another?
But why do they need a series of...?
Li said Xingqing couldn't help but became suspicious, pacing back and forth between the paint pond and the clear pond, and finally, regretfully gave up the paint pond and chose the clear pond. He warned himself:
Li Shuoxing, you should be purer, and you can't treat the cub as an old driver just because you have touched too many old drivers.
The cub is an innocent cub!
He was just playing with a doll... right?
Li Shuoxing reluctantly persuaded himself, pretending that he hadn't seen this crop, what he should do.
However, there are indeed many things wrong with Su Mingqian in the past two days, and Li Shuoxing still has a heart.
He watched Su Mingqian calmly, and found that towards the evening, for some reason, people who were in a good mood began to frequently check web pages again and became depressed.
He paid close attention to the narration in time and found that the narration's record for this paragraph was:
[Su Mingqian pays attention to LOFTER. 】
[Su Mingqian operates LOFTER. 】
[Su Mingqian follows Weibo. 】
[Su Mingqian operates Weibo. 】
In the system narration of the past two days, such words often popped up.
Li Shuoxing observed both eyes, and didn't see anything, so he passed by without mentioning it.
Time continues to pass.
Su Mingqian seemed to have returned to normal and stopped surfing the Internet. He only watched Li Shuoxing’s writing progress while reading. He also accompanied Li Shuoxing after dinner, went out for exercise, and was on time at 11 o’clock in the evening. Urge Li Shuoxing to go to bed.
Everything is normal, Li Shuoxing sleeps peacefully.
But when he fell asleep, there seemed to be power in the dark that awakened him. He blinked blankly, touched his phone in a daze, entered the game instinctively, and took a look.
The sky is confusing.
A small light at the foot of the wall illuminates the square inch.
The floor-to-ceiling window at night is a tall and mirror, indistinctly reflecting a small shadow moving back and forth; the golden jacquard red velvet carpet is like a magnificent dance studio, and the soft and long hair on it must be gone. The instep of the dancing villain is gone.
Dancing...dancing...little...people?
Li Shuoxing's head is a bit dull.
He stared at the screen and saw that Qianqian was wearing a small suit, and compared to the small video placed in front of the mirror, he was seriously dancing the sport dance that was popular on the Internet recently.
...
Is the doll refined?
...
Why is Qianqian, not the star?
Li said in a confused way.
He swiped the screen to find Su Mingqian's figure back and forth, but he searched all the places, but he couldn't find his cub.
As a result, the screen returned to Qianqian's location.
Li Shuoxing's gaze was on the villain, and he saw the doll raised his hand in front of the mirror, raised his leg, and twisted his waist. Although he stumbled a bit, he tried very hard to finish a dance song.
After the dance, the doll took a real sigh, wiped his face with a towel exhaustedly, turned off the sports dance video, and walked to a small chair next to it to sit down.
As the screen turned, Li Shuoxing discovered that not only Qianqian was here, but the stars were also here.
It also changed into a small suit similar to Qianqian's, and was sitting steadily on another small chair, with its face facing the direction that Qianqian was dancing just now, as if enjoying the dancing of Qianqian.
At this time, a small hand stretched out next to him, turning the star's face halfway.
The two little dolls face up.
After a short glance at each other, Qianqian who had just sat down to rest suddenly stood up again.
It came to the star, leaned slightly, then lifted the star and came to the center of the dance floor again.
It wraps around the waist of the star and plays with the hands of the star to make it wrap around its waist.
The melodious music sounded.
In the warm yellow light, it took the first step.
They danced on the dance floor.
Li said Xing was still dozing off.
But instinct drove him.
He calmly got up from the bed, calmly entered the game through the helmet, calmly chose the body of the star in the entering screen, and finally, calmly leaned on Qianqian's body, let Qianqian hug himself, and finished a waltz. .
The dance music ended and the music stopped.
Su Mingqian buried his face in Li Shuoxing's neck.
It is as light as the mountain breeze and spring, but the light tail end faintly hooks a trace of deep and rich fragrance, which is mixed around the body.
Su Mingqian clung to him and bit his ears quietly: "I want you to..."

During the sweet time, the system automatically records and calculates automatically.
[Feasibility calculation for telling the truth...]
[Calculating the probability of regaining consciousness...]
【……】
【Calculation results. 】
[A final recovery plan can be executed. 】