After Being Bent by Reader

For Linda's special product brought back from Malaysia, Murong Shi specially kept a copy for Xu Chuanchuan to send to An Ji.

Xu Chuan went to QQ to contact An Ji and asked her for the address.

An Ji: "She would send me something so kind? Isn't she going to send me a package?! [panic]"

Because of the last video of "The Calabash Baby", these two enemies once again joined forces. According to Murong Shi's temperament, Xu Chuanchuan was actually quite worried that she would go to grind An Ji, but it turned out that she did not.

An Ji probably realized that he was making a big joke, and he was so vigilant when he heard that these specialties were sent by Murong Shi.

According to the urine sex, these two people probably won't get better in this life. Xu Chuanchuan has nothing to do with this. After reading the news from An Ji, she couldn't laugh or cry.

Even if it is really bad, the courier dare not accept it.

In order to completely reassure An Ji, Xu Chuanchuan opened the box, took a picture with her mobile phone and sent it to her: "It's all eaten. I will wrap it and send it to you by myself, so let's go ahead."

An Ji: "It's pretty much the same."

After receiving the address, Xu Chuanchuan immediately placed the order with his mobile phone, and the pickup time was set at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Murong Shi went to take a bath. She had just finished writing a chapter and chatted with An Ji in idle time.

An Ji: "You have a gimmick in this new article. I think the collection reviews are rising very fast, maybe it will explode."

Xu Chuanchuan, who is not a big hit, never had any hope, she just wanted to write this story well.

Unlike any previous time, the story this time was not fabricated out of thin air, but the real emotional experience of her and Murong Shi, which contained extraordinary significance.

A few days before the opening of the article, Xu Chuanchuan was in a panic, worried that he might not write well and that no one would read it.

But she was also afraid of seeing too many people, because when there were too many people, comments of various demons and ghosts came out, and she didn't want to be pointed out.

But after thinking about it, a commercial article is equivalent to a dish. Readers are customers, and they are God who spends money. They are qualified to comment on good or bad.

Unless you don't charge money, the author is qualified not to accept bad reviews.

Suddenly I felt that my writing was too sloppy this time.

One night, Xu Chuanchuan could not fall asleep tossing and turning, and awakened Murong Shi. Anxious in her heart, she told the depression of the past few days: "Isn't it not good to write our own story and sell it for money?"

Murong Shi asked in a daze, "Why is it bad?"

Xu Chuanchuan's head rubbed against the soft place on her chest, as if he could find a sense of security, and muffled: "The relationship between two people should be pure and beautiful, but I use our stories to please readers and make money. , Isn’t this a blasphemy?"

Murong Shi was so hot and conscious that she was mostly awake, lifted her chin, looked at her sleepy eyes, and said: "No matter how pure feelings are, they must be built on material foundations. Code is your job. You write it every day. Shouldn't it be rewarded for having to work so hard?"

Xu Chuanchuan blinked blankly.

"If you have money, you are a fool. As long as you don't steal or steal, what's the problem?"

It seems to make sense.

After being brainwashed successfully, Xu Chuanchuan nodded mechanically and said, "No problem."

"You make money by your ability, who dares to say anything?" Murong Shi kissed her forehead and smoothed her brow folds with his hands. "I have written everything, don't think too much."

"Ok."

Xu Chuanchuan was annoyed that he became nervous at midnight. Sometimes I think I'm pretty hypocritical, and I'm just a pauper and even pretend to be high.

She can only write one hundred thousand words a month. This story may have to be four hundred thousand, and let her work free for four months, which is indeed unrealistic. You have to pay for the electricity when you open the computer code.

After listening to Murong's poem, Xu Chuanchuan finally felt relieved. She rubbed her sour eyes and said, "Then I should make money, otherwise I will feel so stressed that I face you, the creditor every day... Uh-"

Murong Shi squeezed her lips with her hands, pretending to be unhappy with her stern face: "What creditor, I want to call her a wife."

Xu Chuanchuan pushed her hand away and said with a smile: "Okay, my wife, let's go to sleep!"

His thoughts flew farther and farther, Xu Chuan set his mind, and quickly tapped his fingers on the keyboard: "The day you promoted to me on Weibo, the revenue rose by five hundred, your readers are too strong, love you~"

Xu Chuanchuan only remembered to post on Weibo three days after posting to inform readers. As a good friend, An Ji immediately reposted her Weibo, which added a lot of interest to her.

An Ji: "Thank me for what I am doing, the readers are not stupid. They collect only because you write well, and it is useless to promote it if you write it well. And it is not my readers. My Weibo fans and your fans have many It's a total fan."

Xu Chuanchuan: "ヽ(￣▽￣

The new article has been updated to the fifth chapter. Xu Chuanchuan can get hundreds of comments every day. It is very happy to be happy, but it is more embarrassing to see some comments.

Although she didn’t mention this article as her real experience, many people still saw what the “passer-by poems” said in the group. They didn’t dare to talk casually in the group, so they moved to the next article. discuss.

But no matter what they asked or said, Xu Chuanchuan didn't respond at all. She was afraid that the description would get darker, so she simply changed to give out red envelopes uniformly.

Sending red envelopes has aroused readers' desire to leave comments, and Xu Chuanchuan feels soft when he brushes comments every day.

While chatting with An Ji, she sent out more than two hundred red envelopes in batches, turned off the background, turned off the computer, and went to lie on the bed.

The phone shook, and An Ji sent her another message: "Are you still going to make a record?"

Every time after finishing a novel, Xu Chuanchuan will ask the studio to help print the physical book as a gift to readers. It's been half a month since the last novel was finished, and only a few days ago she marked the end of the extras. The writing was too hasty this time, and she focused on the new article, if it weren't for the security offerings, she would have forgotten.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Yes, let's do it on weekends."

An Ji: "Do you need to draw pictures? I know a girl who can help you draw for free."

Xu Chuanchuan: "It's free? So good!"

An Ji: "She is a reader of mine, who learns to paint. I want to find a few people to practice hand skills."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Then how is she painting?"

An Ji: "These are all painted by her for me, I think it's good [picture][picture][picture]."

Those three are finished pictures, and Xu Chuanchuan is also very satisfied after reading them: "Yes."

An Ji: "This is her QQ number *********, you add her to talk to her in detail."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Good!"

After taking a bath, Murong Shi went back to the room and saw Xu Chuanchuan and Ge You leaning on the whale pillow to play with her phone, reminding her, "Go take a shower."

"Wait a minute." Xu Chuanchuan did not look up.

Murong Shi saw her finger without stopping, still looking fascinated, walked over, glanced suspiciously at the phone screen, and found that she was chatting with others.

"It's Tang Xin again?" Murong Shi asked unintentionally.

"No, a freshman little sister."

"Little sister?" Murong Shi raised her eyebrows and looked at her for a moment, "When did you hook up with the little sister?"

Xu Chuanchuan typed for a while, and met her emotional eyes, and said with a smile: "What kind of hookup, I am a painter, I want to make a plan, please help her draw two pictures for me."

Murong Shi's complexion slowed down, and she urged her to take a bath.

Xu Chuanchuan went out of bed barefoot to look for a change of clothes, turning the cabinet while saying: "This girl's style is rather old-fashioned. My writing is modern, and I feel that she is not very interested. I also have a reader who knows well before. When she draws, the characters she draws are very cute, and it feels very warm and sweet to others. Unfortunately, she has long stopped reading my articles, and there is no movement on Weibo."

Murong Shi listened carefully to her talk for a long time, and said, "Is the one who helped you draw pictures in the previous six books?"

"It's her." Xu Chuanchuan was holding a small inner inner circle in his hand, tilted his head for a moment, and said, "I remember she seems to be in England...Oh!"

Murong Shi was startled by her roar, and the towel almost fell on the floor: "What's the matter?"

"I suddenly remembered that a long time ago, a person chatted with me on Weibo and said that the girl who helped me draw pictures was her ex-girlfriend. In order to collect the pictures drawn by her ex-girlfriend, she wanted to buy the six books with me. When I heard that I was rather embarrassed, I gave her the six novels for free." Xu Chuanchuan put the underwear in her hand, "You wait a moment, I will check the private message, there should be records."

"Don't look." Murong Shi pulled her back.

"quickly."

Murong Shi held her hand and held it down: "Don't look at it, I know who you are talking about."

Xu Chuanchuan was surprised: "How can you possibly know?"

"The woman who helped you draw is Fang Qin's ex-girlfriend, and the person who asked you for a book is Fang Qin."

Xu Chuanchuan's eyes widened a little bit: "Really?!"

"Fang Qin was in the UK before." Murong Shi paused. "The ex-girlfriend is going to study abroad. Fang Qin gave up her job and left her family to accompany her. As a result, three years later, the woman dumped her."

"..." Xu Chuanchuan remembered this story, she just didn't expect so many coincidences in the world.

"Fang Qin, this stupid woman..." Murong Shi shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "She only returned to China and didn't dare to go back to face her parents, so she stayed in our house for a while. You sent her the address of the courier. It’s our home, and the phone number is mine."

After too long, the memory is a bit blurred, but Xu Chuanchuan clearly remembers that the woman who asked her for a book is in the same city and district as her, and she took a few more careful glances at the time.

Nevertheless, she was careless. If she knew that the number belonged to Murong Shi, she would just call it directly to reveal it, and she wouldn't be kept in the dark.

Murong Shi raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if you call, I won't take it."

Xu Chuanchuan snorted, and suddenly remembered something: "I sent you a book for the first time. In order to test your identity, I called the number you left me, but why is there a cat cry? "

Murong Poetry: "..."

Xu Chuanchuan approached her and looked up at her eyes: "You pretended to be right, right!"

Murong Shi looked calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Wow-you are so embarrassed to pretend! When I have no evidence, right?"

"What evidence?"

Xu Chuanchuan was asked by her. I was too nervous to have time to record!

His eyes flashed, and Xu Chuanchuan struck his neck and said: "I don't have any evidence, but I know you must have pretended it! You also lied to me that it was your cat who became a superstar!"

Murong poem but smiled silently.

"You're the one who's perfected? Let me peel off your skin and see if you are a human or a cat!"

Murong Shi opened his arms generously: "Come on, welcome to strip them."

Xu Chuan threw his teeth and claws towards her, pausing before his hand touched her skin.

I touched the keyboard and the phone just now. The dirty hands were really reluctant to land on her clean skin. Xu Chuanchuan snorted and said, "I will clean up you after I finish the shower."

Murong Shi couldn't help but laugh: "I'm waiting for you."

As a result, Xu Chuanchuan was completely stripped when she came out of the shower and climbed onto the bed. She blushed and panted and complained, "You are a big liar."

The voice was soft and not threatening at all, Murong Shi stroked her chest with fingers ambiguously, bowed her head and held it.

"..." Xu Chuanchuan didn't have the ability to parry at all, and he fell flat.

The phone rang a few times in the middle, and they didn't care.

Murong Shi pulled her up to take a bath, picked up the phone and took a look.

A missed call from Fang Qin, Murong Shi called back: "Why are you looking for me?"

Fang Qin pretended to be surprised and said, "It's been an hour. Did I bother you just now?"

"Are you okay?"

Fang Qin said sternly: "Actually, it's not a big deal. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and I want to ask you to take care of my cutie."

"Little cute?"

"It's just a few fish I raised."

"..."

Can't hear the complete content, see Murong Shi hung up the phone with complicated expression, Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help asking: "Fang Qin will not go out again, right?"

Murong Shi shook his head: "He said he was going on a business trip for a few days."

"Where are you going?"

"She didn't say."

"Oh."

Fortunately, I didn't ask, otherwise Fang Qin didn't know how to answer.

A few days ago, on a whim, I went to the flower and bird market to buy a few pet fish. Fang Qin placed the fish tank on a shelf that was a half-meter high in the living room. Today, I decided to go on a business trip temporarily. I was worried that Yu would starve to death during her absence, so I could only ask Murong Shi to take care of her.

The ticket was also booked online today. Fang Qin packed his luggage and took out his mobile phone to confirm the time again.

At 8:15, City S flies to Shanghai, which means she will get up very early tomorrow.

Fang Qin felt a little bit delicate when he was flying there less than a week after returning from Shanghai.

Why is Shanghai? All this can only be said to be a coincidence.

After returning to China, Fang Qin didn't find a suitable job for two months. He accidentally met Zhu Chen, a roommate of the university classmate, and said that she and Lao had disclosed that an advertising company was hiring people and was invited by the other party.

It is precisely because of the good relationship that she was able to unconditionally take a long vacation to travel some time ago.

At today’s meeting, Zhu Chen’s husband said that he was going to talk about an exhibition’s advertising investment project. He originally wanted to bring a female assistant with him. After the meeting, Zhu Chen quietly approached her and said: "Fang Qin, you can work here. Can't you just let it go for a business trip with my husband?"

Fang Qin didn't know, so: "Didn't you say that the assistant is going with him? Two people are not enough?"

Zhu Chen drew her into the office, locked the door behind her, tapped her chin, and said in a low voice, "They are alone on a business trip together. I really don't worry."

Fang Qin was stunned: "I am a woman too."

Zhu Chen drew the curtains closed, and his gaze slid around her face, saying, "You are different from her, and you don't like men."

It turns out that there is this kind of "advantage" in disliking men.

Fang Qin unnaturally stopped the beginning and said, "If you are really worried, just follow along."

"Hey, you don't know." Zhu Chen touched his stomach, "I have it. It's inconvenient to fly around."

"You have it?" Fang Qin stared at her flat lower abdomen, "I can't see it at all, how many months have it been?"

Zhu Chen is not tall and slightly fat. When she laughs, the flesh on both sides of her cheeks bulges. Her eyes are soft, as if with maternal love, and she said with happiness: "It's only three weeks, I can't see it."

Fang Qin smiled and said, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Zhu Chen held her hand affectionately, "Although my husband is an honest person, I still don't worry about other women around him. We lived together for four years, I can only trust you, you Just help me."

Fang Qin was reluctant to run outside when he came back, but he couldn't stand Zhu Chen softly and hard. Furthermore, Zhu Chen is the boss's wife, so she can't obey.

"Okay, I'm going. Where to go?"

"Shanghai."

"..." When Fang Qin suddenly heard these two words, he felt unreal and asked again uncertainly, "Where?"

"Shanghai." Seeing her hesitating, Zhu Chen thought she was regretting, and said softly, "Shanghai is a bit far away, but don't worry, I will book your tickets for you in two hours."

Fang Qin didn't care whether she took the plane or the train. She didn't even pay attention to what Zhu Chen said. All she thought was that the person was also in Shanghai.

After leaving Shanghai, she and Tang Xin never contacted again, and the chat records of the two people still remained at that awkward point.

Tang Xin deliberately rejected her, she can't keep her face on her cold ass.

When I came to Shanghai with work, my mood was completely different from last time. Time is running out, Fang Qin runs outside with Zhu Chen's husband every day, and has no time to think about other things.

On the third day of arriving in Shanghai, Zhu Chen’s husband signed a contract, which was two days earlier than originally planned. He was so happy that he couldn't find Bei, so he called his assistant to book a plane ticket, and couldn't wait to fly back to share the good news with his wife.

After hanging up the phone, he turned his head and said to Qin, "Thanks for your hard work this time, I will treat you to a big meal when I go back."

"Row."

A few minutes later, the assistant booked the ticket and sent the itinerary information to their respective mobile phones. Fang Qin saw that he was about to take off in two and a half hours.

Zhu Chen's husband smiled and said: "It's hard to come here. If you want to buy something, go and buy it."

Except for Xu Chuanchuan and Murong Shi, no one else knew that she had been to Shanghai. Fang Qin wanted to say "no need," but was swallowed when the words reached his mouth.

In fact, it would be nice to buy some biscuits and go home.

Some time ago, four people passed by the bakery while shopping in Shanghai. Fang Qin found it from memory, but she did not expect to find it.

Colorful balloons hang at the entrance of the cake shop, and there are two golden bells on the glass door. As long as someone pushes the door in, the bells will make a crisp sound.

The decoration is very careful, which may increase the customer's desire for shopping, right?

Fang Qin looked around, and abruptly floated out an unenthusiastic greeting: "Welcome."

This voice...

Rows of shelves blocked his vision, and Fang Qin stepped in and walked in gently. It's a pity that she wears high heels, and no matter how careful she is, she will make a noise.

An Ji, who was counting the change at the cash register, raised her head when she heard the sound, staring at the visitor, and she was taken aback.

In an instant, I forgot how many banknotes had been counted. An Ji watched her approach step by step, and stammered: "You, why haven't you left?"

Unexpectedly, the way to meet again was like this. Fang Qin glanced at her cute apron intentionally or unintentionally, smiled faintly, and said, "Are you surprised?"

An Ji: "..." It's not a surprise anyway.

...

Recently, I have been seeing people in my circle of friends basking cats, the chubby Yingdan raised by Xiaoyan, and the three high-value puppets raised by An Ji. Xu Chuanchuan feels itchy every time he sees it.

She asked Murong Shi: "Should we also raise one?"

Murong Shi twisted his eyebrows and said, "I don't like furry animals."

"Are you allergic to Mao?"

"It's my mother who is allergic to Mao. I just don't like it by nature and find it troublesome."

Xu Chuanchuan curled his mouth, poked her heart lightly with a finger, and said, "You don't like small animals, you have no love."

Murong Shi was not angry or annoyed, grabbed her hand and kissed her, and said affectionately: "I give you all my heart, and I don't have the energy to love other things."

"Huh—it's so numb." He was disgusted, but Xu Chuanchuan was very happy in his heart.

"This is called numbness." Murong Shi opened the neckline of her dress and took a sharp breath while holding it.

Xu Chuanchuan inhaled, feeling like his soul was out of his body.

"Is it numb?"

"Hemp, numb..."

It’s still swollen...Why are you so vigorous, and there is no milk o(╥﹏╥)o

If it were not for the short lunch break, Xu Chuanchuan had no doubt that someone had a wolfish hair. She put a pillow on her chest and hid away vigilantly.

Xu Chuanchuan was a little depressed, searching for cat dolls on Taobao and wanted to buy one back as a display. Looking at it, he suddenly ran into something weird.

"Wow--"

"Still not sleeping, what's your name?" Murong Shi was awakened by her as soon as she squinted.

Xu Chuanchuan showed her the screen of the phone, pointed to a fragrant picture on it, and said, "You must look good in this one."

Murong Shi glanced intently, pursing his lips silently.

A set of **** cat women's clothing.

Without waiting for her response, Xu Chuanchuan retracted the phone, tapped his finger, and happily added the item to the shopping cart.