"But you only have this one set of Hanfu and no spare ones!" Lu Mengmeng frowned. Why didn't she think of buying two sets for Ling Yingjun?
But it’s so expensive!
Ling Yingjun chuckled, "Don't worry about that. I have many sets of Hanfu, but I never wear them on weekdays."
Lu Mengmeng blinked, stopped immediately, took Ling Yingjun's hand, and stared into his eyes.
"How come I didn't know you had Hanfu?" Lu Mengmeng asked with a pout.
Ling Yingjun shrugged. "You didn't even ask! I already told you I hardly ever wore it after I bought it. How would you know?"
Oh, that seems to be the case.
But I don't know why, it just feels weird.
Ling Yingjun pulled Lu Mengmeng and said, "Let's go. Stop thinking about this problem. Aren't you tired? You still have to write a book when you go back!"
When Lu Mengmeng heard Ling Yingjun "urging her to submit her manuscript" face to face, she felt a headache.
Although my mood has improved a lot, things like writer's block have nothing to do with one's mood.
Lu Mengmeng followed Ling Yingjun dejectedly, mumbling, "I really don't want to write anymore! Oh! I really want to finish this book! But I have no idea about the new book! It's so annoying!"
When Ling Yingjun heard Lu Mengmeng's muttering, he didn't say anything. He just silently pulled Lu Mengmeng, who was like a salted fish, and walked home together.
Arriving at the door, Ling Yingjun said, "I won't take you home. Hurry up and write! I'll call you in an hour to urge you to go to bed!"
Lu Mengmeng glanced at her phone. It was half past ten, and an hour later it would be half past eleven.
Fortunately, one hour and two thousand words, there’s still time!
As long as you concentrate, you can finish two thousand words in just over half an hour!
Lu Mengmeng nodded, then hooked her finger, signaling Ling Yingjun to lower his head.
Ling Yingjun crouched down, and Lu Mengmeng quickly kissed him on the cheek, then turned around, took the key to open the door, went in, and closed the door.
Done in one go.
Ling Yingjun just reacted, but Lu Mengmeng had already closed the door.
Raising his hands to cover his face, Ling Yingjun felt his heart beating faster.
"Mengmeng..." Ling Yingjun murmured Lu Mengmeng's name, like a pervert, constantly missing her.
After returning home, Lu Mengmeng covered her mouth and widened her eyes in disbelief. She didn't know why, but she did that!
She certainly wouldn't regret it.
hey-hey!
Handsome brother has such good skin.
I quickly changed my clothes, turned on the computer, and prepared to start writing.
There are still forty-five minutes left before the time agreed with Ling Yingjun.
Believe in yourself, there is still time!
Ling Yingjun returned home and first greeted his parents before changing his clothes and washing up.
When Ling's mother and father saw the Hanfu he was wearing, they were so surprised that they opened their mouths wide and were speechless.
"You're so handsome! That outfit looks so nice on you!" Ling's mother exclaimed, "Just like the immortals portrayed by the actors on TV."
Well, Mom and Mengmeng are two crazy fans.
Father Ling nodded, "This outfit suits you very well."
Ling Yingjun said proudly: "Mengmeng bought this for me."
Yo~
Showing affection in front of parents!
Ling's father and mother kicked him out of the room.
Tsk!
Ling Yingjun changed his clothes, washed them, and then cleaned the newly bought Hanfu.
Yes, hand wash.
What a clean and thoughtful boy!
Ling Yingjun returned to the room, took care of some things on QQ, and then opened Qidian to read what Lu Mengmeng had updated today.
Watch and comment at the same time.
Of course, this comment was made, not written in the chapter itself, because he was afraid that other readers would see his comment and think that Lu Mengmeng's book was useless.
In fact, Lu Mengmeng's book does have some content, and the emotions are well written, but it has a dull feeling, which makes it boring to read.
Simplicity is the truth, and this saying is very appropriate for the book written by Lu Mengmeng.
Soon, I finished reading the content updated by Lu Mengmeng today.
"She's in a bad mood, as expected. What she wrote is dry and weak," Ling Yingjun commented. "I really don't know if it's a good idea to let her go to work as Sister Manman suggested..."
It was Lu Manman who arranged for Ling Yingjun to guide Lu Mengmeng to work.
She saw Lu Mengmeng idling at home every day, which was really not a good thing, so she encouraged Ling Yingjun, and they both mentioned it to Lu Mengmeng's ear.
The continuous team building these days is also one of Lu Manman’s plans.
Ling Yingjun stretched and watched the time slowly pass by.
Lu Mengmeng typed frantically while staring at the time. There were still a few minutes and a few hundred words left.
Be clear about it.
Half an hour, two thousand words!
After Lu Mengmeng finished writing these two thousand words, she suddenly felt pain in her neck, hands, head, legs, waist, and all over her body!
"Writing a book is really not something a human should do!" Lu Mengmeng took a deep breath and sighed.
Lu Mengmeng set the timer, turned off the computer, and lay flat on the bed.
Whenever I finish typing, I lie flat on the bed and feel relaxed all over.
Fifteen minutes later, Ling Yingjun called on time.
"Brother Yingjun! I've finished writing!" After Lu Mengmeng answered the phone, she told Ling Yingjun without waiting for him to speak.
Ling Yingjun was about to say something when he heard what Lu Mengmeng said. He smiled and said, "Very good!"
"Very good? You don't even praise me! I wrote two thousand words in half an hour!" Lu Mengmeng lay on the bed, rolling around and asking for praise.
Ling Yingjun shook his head helplessly. "What's there to brag about? It's only two thousand words in half an hour. Wait, two thousand words in half an hour? You wrote so fast, it must be rubbish!"
Lu Mengmeng: ...
Wait, the topic changed too quickly, Lu Mengmeng felt like she was being thrown out of the car.
Why are you talking about water all of a sudden?
Ling Yingjun snorted, "You wrote so quickly, there must be nothing much to say. You're just trying to fill up the word count! I asked you to write faster because I didn't want you to stay up late, not because I wanted you to fill up the word count!"
Lu Mengmeng: ...
Ling Yingjun continued, "So! Even if you can't finish it tonight, you can still do it tomorrow!"
Lu Mengmeng: ...
I really don't want to talk.
"I'm going to sleep!" Lu Mengmeng said expressionlessly, "Handsome brother, please do as you please."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Mengmeng's good mood disappeared instantly!
"Is the book I wrote really that mediocre?" Lu Mengmeng gritted her teeth in anger. "Really? Seriously!"
Ling Yingjun was stunned when he heard the busy tone on the phone. What happened?
Lu Mengmeng threw her phone aside, covered her head with the quilt, and went to sleep!
Five minutes later...
Lu Mengmeng reached out and took the phone into her quilt and looked at it.
Every person who loves will definitely read a book before going to bed.
Ling Yingjun, on the other hand, was very tired after a day of work, strolling with Lu Mengmeng, and listening to crosstalk.
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