お romance touched around the body, remembering that I didn't hold the bag in my pocket.When Ling Xingcan was taken off the car just now, it seemed that he had fallen in the car, and there were still a lot of imported snacks left that he didn't eat, and he didn't write anything.This time, she wanted to tell Ling Xingcan very seriously that if he bullied himself like this again, he would spoil himself without a lower limit, and let him taste the taste of losing his baby.Seeing that the romantic pen did not move, Ling Xingcan pulled the corners of his mouth, and finally got up and walked out of the study.She quietly watched him close the door, and she didn't know what he was doing, maybe it was for her to get food, maybe it was to take a shower and change into house clothes in a clean way.After being in a daze for a while, Romance dropped the pen and got up to escape, but the door was not locked by the counter-lock, but the one locked with a key from the outside.There is no way to do it, so Romance has to sit back on the "Write Review" seat arranged for her by Ling Xingcan, and continue to write.When Ling Xingcan came back, he really changed into a home clothes, his hair was wet, and he was wiping it with a towel.Romance glanced at him invisibly, pouted, and didn't speak.As for Ling Xingcan, he swept towards her openly, and looked at the book in front of her by the way.In an instant, his face darkened again, "Very good, I didn't write a word, it seems that this dough is not going to explain honestly, okay, then be hungry, he has time to spend with her."
For the next half hour, the romance basically maintained a posture with a pen in her right hand and a chin in her left hand.The air was eerily quiet, and her gaze would fall on Ling Xingcan's body from time to time.He had already started working, typing on the computer, his beautiful fingers jumping on the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the screen, completely oblivious to her.Heheda, is it a cold war with her now Why does he use the computer to type, but he has to let her write by hand Three thousand words, not three words, a lot of hands will be sore Time passed again, and the romance looked at the clock on the wall, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.She couldn't hold on anymore, and suddenly leaned on the table, "Lao Can, I'm so hungry, I want to eat." ”"After writing the experience, after writing the review," Ling Xingcan said unhurriedly, looking up from the computer screen.However, when his gaze fell on the romance, the paper was still blank, and not half a word was written.Romance knew that his face was ugly, and continued to repeat, "Lao Can, I'm hungry" The dough's eyes were shining, and his tone was soft and glutinous, and the tips of people's hearts softened when he heard it.Normal people will be soft-hearted, and naturally Ling Xingcan is no exception.But as soon as he thought that she was going to see Feng Heng in private behind his back, he hardened up and said angrily, "I am a very principled person, if you don't write enough 3,000 words for review today, don't think about anything." ”Romanticly puffed up his phone and rummaged through the address book."
What are you doing" Ling Xingcan glared, his voice cold.Romanticly pursed his mouth and snorted his little nose, "I'm going to call Su's mommy and tell her that you bullied me and didn't give me food." ”Because she was sitting face-to-face, Ling Xingcan only needed to stretch out her long arm to easily reach her mobile phone, and her face was full of righteousness, "Confiscation." ”"Give it back to me" stood up romantically, waving two thin arms, trying to get the phone back, "You are not a teacher, let alone a police officer, why confiscate my phone." ”