Chapter 1078: Ogami Tomakomai 28

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The Luo Liyan, which is still in anger, hears this and forgets to give birth.
Slightly open mouth, looking at the man in front of me, it is like seeing a ghost.
"Prayer White, you are a bit stunned!"
Sao? !
Mo Qibai slightly frowned, and apparently had a few disappointments.
"Do you want to reject me?"
"It is not the case, but the profession has a specialization. Teacher Bai Bai, you are writing a mystery novel that burns the brain, and I am just a writer of Mary Su romance novels. Our two majors are a bit wrong!" Glass smoke does not know why, Mo Ming feels a bit shameful.
Thinking of the love festival that YY came out of in her own plot, she felt that she might not be able to face this man in front of her.
She can imagine that if he saw his novel, with his poisonous tongue, he would only be worthless to dismiss himself.
Mo Qibai has never seen a novel about female frequency, so it is not good to refute the words of Luo Liyan, but the wrinkles of the brow are dead together.
He just said that because he was in a hurry, he was eager to make a small rookie happy, and he would say such a thing.
Since she does not want to let herself intervene, she naturally will not force it.
As long as she is no longer angry, it will be fine.
Two people just ate something outside, and then they stepped back on the warmth of the evening peak.
Timo prayed for coffee, prepared fresh fruit cuts, and Luo Liuyan recalled what happened during the day. Suddenly, he felt that the inspiration was bursting, and he was thrown back into the room like a fire.
Holding the computer of Mo Qibai, the code is crazy.
This night is destined to be a sleepless night, tens of thousands of words said that the length is not long, said short and short, she actually wrote the next morning, only to be forced to get it.
I wanted to hold it up and give Mo Qibai a breakfast, but in the end I couldn’t resist the call of sleep, and I slept heavily.
Mo Qibai packed himself up and walked out of the room. The empty room in that room made him have a dream. This family still has the illusion of oneself.
But this is just an instant illusion.
He quickly reacted, and the little rookie was afraid that he didn't know what to do last night, so he slept too much today.
Gently push open the door of the glass of smoke, her notebook was kicked to the corner of the bed, she could not fall.
Mo Qibai walked over, took the computer up, and then covered her with a quilt that was kicked open, and then went out.
The rich coffee made the room warm and soft. His slender fingers slid on the computer, and he endured the patience of the outline of the Luoyan cigarette and the last night's code.
Then he sighed and sighed.
He seems to understand that why the little rookie would say that he wrote something that is difficult to understand.
Judging from the vocabulary of her primary school level, it is really difficult for her to see her novels.
Mo Qibai suddenly worried about her own manuscripts that she had to modify.
If she was changed to this way, I am afraid that the wiseness of my life will not be guaranteed.
Efforts have been made to calm down the mood, and the manuscript and outline of Luo Liyan have been directly played out, and Mo Qibai’s fate has been revised a little bit.
When the Luoyan smokes up to the top of the day, he sees the A4 paper full of coffee and the scent of the kitchen.