Is he teasing me

Chapter 54
"And then the girl completely disappeared from the boy's world?" Xiao Xingyu was like an emotionless prophet.

Zhang Moyan nodded twice as expected.

Xiao Xingyu rubbed his index finger under his nose: "Is this the literature of youth and pain?"

"It turns out that literature really comes from life." Zhang Moyan murmured, and put Xiao Xingyu's cup to his lips. Xiao Xingyu wanted to stop her from drinking, but she felt that the current atmosphere should drink some wine.

She'd already drank a lot anyway, so that's not bad for her glass.

Zhang Moyan took a sip of wine and continued: "At the beginning of last month, Liming was in charge of investigating a burglary case, and then... Maybe this is fate, so I met Lulu, and she was the caller."

Zhang Moyan looked at Xiao Xingyu sadly: "The old friend reunited, the old love rekindled, and the story behind it developed to the front."

Xiao Xingyu put his tongue against his cheeks, this story... tsk tsk, a bit of Shakespeare's unforgettable and bloody temperament.

"So that man abandoned you to find this first love?"

"correct."

"And then you still think they should be together?"

"correct."

Xiao Xingyu: "..."

Zhang Moyan was very surprised by Xiao Xingyu's indifference, and asked in confusion, "Don't you feel moved? Don't you think it's very difficult for them to regain the fate that is lost in the vast sea of ​​people?"

Xiao Xingyu's face was expressionless: "I'm touched, it's rare."

"I think so too," Zhang Moyan put her chin on the coffee table: "Even if you press first come first, then Lulu will be in front... and Liming broke up with me as soon as she decided to be with Lulu, and I also It's not counted as the third, so I don't have any distress."

Xiao Xingyu admired someone for being open-minded in his heart. He was not rejected, but he was dumped!
silly woman.

The silly woman's eyes were blank for a long time, and then she sighed: "It's okay if you don't do something like a man."

She reached out to get the wine as if she saw through the red dust, and Xiao Xingyu hurriedly swept away the wine and glass before her.

Zhang Moyan was about to denounce, when suddenly her phone rang a few beeps.

Zhang Moyan's attention was immediately diverted, and he crawled over softly to look at the phone.

It was a message from the Xingyunpuyu group.

"@Are you sure you don't love me, did Xiaoaiai forget to update the national male god today? 5555, I'm waiting for the handsome guy Xiao!"

Big handsome Xiao?

Isn't it right in front of you?

Zhang Moyan looked over at Xiao Xingyu over the phone.

Yes, she hasn't updated her masterpiece today. Although she promised to keep updating it, she plans to stop updating it today.

A broken love should look like a broken love. After all, this is the first time she has broken love in her life.
New information continues to pop up in the group.

"Lawyers and starlets are so explosive recently! I feel that the characters are more than Xiao Shen, I'm riding on the wall and swaying from side to side."

"I am me too~"

"It's not bad to have a lawyer and a star together. Xiao Shen's temper is so stinky, sometimes it's really too much."

"My heart is out. When he was vicious, I really hoped that he would be alone and widowed for the rest of his life!"

"Yes! Gradually I don't like it anymore."

……

Somehow, the trend of public opinion has gradually evolved to complain and suppress the No. [-] male protagonist of "The National Male God, Come Here".

And the following actually attached a piece.

"Huh?" Zhang Moyan jumped up from the coffee table, Xiao Xingyu was taken aback by her, and he fell backwards.

The male protagonist is going to overshadow the male protagonist, and the male protagonist has been slandered and attacked?

Inverted!

How is this possible?

If the favorite character of the readers of the full text does not love the male protagonist, then she is not written, and where is the author's control over the full text?What's the face of her author?
"What's wrong?" Xiao Xingyu leaned back and supported his body with his elbows, watching the changing face of the woman in front of her holding the phone.

Zhang Moyan shifted her gaze from her mobile phone to Xiao Xingyu again - this man is the first handsome guy she can recognize with the naked eye, she must protect him when others slander him, and swear to defend his TOP position in the full text!

This fighting spirit instantly ignited Zhang Moyan's creative passion.

It's just that I didn't know this kind of feedback from readers before. The male protagonist in the saved manuscript is still working on it. To reverse this situation, we can only rewrite it now.

However, it's almost eleven o'clock, is this time enough... Zhang Moyan's mood suddenly became anxious.

And Xiao Xingyu is here, and she will definitely arouse the curiosity of the other party when she opens the computer code now, and the curiosity may come to see what she is doing.

No, Xiao Xingyu must not know that she is writing a script for him!
Zhang Moyan looked left and right, and saw a few shopping bags lying on the ground, kneeling and crawling over to grab them and shove them into Xiao Xingyu's arms: "Please pack, pack all these green things, be sure to throw them away. Don't let me see you from far away!"

"Huh?" Xiao Xingyu, who was confused, ripped open the shopping bag: "Can you not be so abrupt when you turn around!"

He leaned over and tried to look at her phone: "What happened?"

Zhang Moyan hurriedly covered the phone screen to his lower abdomen, for fear of being seen a little bit: "What you said just now, you said to pack it first and throw it away tomorrow."

Possibly to appear emboldened, she puffed out her chest (unguarded).

Xiao Xingyu: "..."

A woman, wearing your clothes with a super low neckline, is already tempting enough, and now she is so undefended... Isn't this test too big?

He is a normal man.

Xiao Xingyu's Adam's apple rolled: "I said it again."

Zhang Moyan looked at him and didn't speak. If he did, Xiao Xingyu knew that the next sentence would be "Balabala you said..."

After looking at each other for a while, Xiao Xingyu was defeated: "Go, go, pack and pack."

"Trouble," Zhang Moyan gently cleared his throat, "then I'll go to the house, and I'll come out after you've cleaned up."

"?" Xiao Xingyu didn't quite believe his ears: "What do you mean...I will help you clean up by myself? You won't participate?"

Apparently that's what the other party meant.

Xiao Xingyu turned around to find a piece of lace fabric, and turned back with a finger hooked: "Is this kind of yourself..."

Zhang Moyan had already run away.

And the door closed with a bang.

Xiao Xingyu stared at the air, speechless.

After briefly adjusting his mentality, he told himself that he had nothing to worry about with drunks, and resignedly rolled up his sleeves, grabbed them one by one, and stuffed the surrounding greenery into several shopping bags.

After finishing the storage in a simple and rude manner, he carried a few bags to the entrance, and when he saw the door, he remembered that the door could not be opened, so he had to put it on the spot.

Back on the sofa, he sat in a daze for a while, and he was a little stunned that he didn't know what was going on.

Looking around the hut, the shopping bags at the entrance, green clothes came out frizzy from the mouth of the bag.Someone's request sounded in his ear - "Be sure to throw it far away and don't let me see it again."

You can still see it from this angle.

As if he had some kind of acute obsessive-compulsive disorder, Xiao Xingyu couldn't help but say that he picked up the things and locked them in the kitchen.

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly introspected - is he acting as a nanny?

No.

He denied that when he grew up, he heard that people will fall in love with housework when they grow up. This is a sign of a man becoming mature.

When Xiao Xingyu was thinking about life, Zhang Moyan was cracking the keyboard in the room, fighting in full swing to defend his position as the male protagonist.

By forcibly tampering with the story direction and piling up super luxurious phrases, the male protagonist of "The National Male God, Come Here" changed his life against the sky, and immediately gained a vote of the girl's change of heart.

After settling the situation, Zhang Moyan also used his brain too much, and his head was heavy, but the good thing was that alcohol might have a paralyzing effect, and the abdominal pain seemed to have eased a little now.

The living room was still very tidy after the green booth was removed. Xiao Xingyu did not call Zhang Moyan as agreed.On the contrary, he sincerely hoped that Zhang Moyan would just fall asleep in it. He really wouldn't comfort the brokenhearted. Although it was fun, he still didn't want it.

He took the mug out of boredom and drank the leftover wine, and behind him came the sound of Zhang Moyan opening the door.

Maintaining the posture of putting the cup on the coffee table, he saw that Zhang Moyan's tree stump seemed to be fixed at the door of the bedroom. After two full minutes, he walked from the door to the living room with a look of panic, and turned around in front of him at least three times.

"Where's my clothes?!"

"threw."

Zhang Moyan's eyes trembled violently, as if he had heard some shocking news.

Xiao Xingyu frowned awkwardly: "Aren't you going to throw it away?"

Zhang Moyan clasped his hands beside him, his body trembled slightly, and his body seemed to be surging and calming down, and after a while, he made an inaudible and calm voice: "Yes... I'm going to throw it away. "

Xiao Xingyu watched as she sat down beside him in a lost soul, fingers intertwined uneasily.He looked at him for a while, his eyes filled with resentment, and then he looked at his own hands again, full of grief, as if he was full of grievances and wanted to complain.

Xiao Xingyu leaned back on the sofa in a leisurely manner, rested his arms on the back of the sofa, and asked, "Benefactor, are you okay?"

　Yesterday, during the Lantern Festival, I made a lovely BingdunDun dumpling.

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