Writing novels is invincible

Chu Tianxing laughed:

"Yongqiang? Please, she's a girl. Look at her, doesn't she look like no one is chasing her?

"The people chasing her may be able to line up from the foot of Mount Emei to the golden summit of Mount Emei. There is no need to use force on people."

When it was over, he patted Qin Ling on the shoulder again:

"Don't worry, my martial arts are so high, even if Xue Ziwei really wanted to do something to me, she would have no chance of succeeding."

Qin Ling has no expression on her face:

"I'm afraid that if you see that he is cute, you will pretend to resist a few times, and just go with the flow."

Chu Tianxing was stunned:

"You have no confidence in me?

"Then if I really want to have that kind of heart, I won't pretend to resist at all, so I just follow suit, okay?"

"..."

Qin Ling was speechless, she raised her hand to hit him, but looking at the rose in her hand, she didn't want to beat him with this hand, so she punched him angrily with the other hand:

"It's a good idea, anyway, I will mark the whole time and won't let her have a chance."

"Then you said before that you couldn't beat her..."

"If you can't beat it, you have to fight!"

"Fine, fine, as long as you are happy..."

Back in the room, Qin Ling found a plastic bottle, filled it with water, and put the flower in it.

Seeing her precious appearance, Chu Tianxing couldn't help but make fun of her:

"Isn't it just a flower? Is it necessary to be so precious? It's not like I didn't give you a gift before, didn't you wear the little golden pig and the jadeite pendant all day long?"

Qin Ling gave him a white look:

"This is different. This is the first time you have given me flowers."

Chu Tianxing thought for a while, and said solemnly:

"No, I sent you flowers before."

"When? Why can't I remember?"

"The other day we went to the vegetable market together, and I picked out a basket of broccoli for you."

"..."

After talking and laughing for a while, when the doorbell rang, Chu Tianxing said:

"Xue Ziwei is here, I'll open the door."

Going over to open the door, I saw Xue Ziwei, who had taken a shower, changed clothes, and her skin was fresh and fragrant, standing outside the door with two books in her arms, smiling.

"Ziwei is here? Please come in."

Chu Tianxing welcomed her into the living room of the suite with a smile, and said to Qin Ling:

"Ling'er, go make a cup of tea."

Qin Ling pouted and went to make tea with a face full of reluctance.

Chu Tianxing greeted Xue Ziwei again: "Ziwei, you can sit wherever you want."

Xue Ziwei sat on the single sofa and looked around. According to various details in the room, she realized that Chu Tianxing and Qin Ling did not seem to be living in the same bedroom, and she felt nervous for a while.

Yes, nervous.

Ordinary people would definitely be secretly delighted by this discovery.

But Xue Ziwei is not an ordinary person, she thinks deeper:

The situation is not right!

Qin Ling is also a high-quality beauty with first-class looks.Although the chest is a bit small, but the height and legs are long, there are some interesting places.

Chu Tianxing and Qin Ling are so close that they both lived in the same suite, but they didn't sleep in the same room...

Could it be that Chu Tianxing is practicing boy kung fu, and before he completes his skills, he can't really get close to women?

Then her active attack, can it still be effective?

When he was feeling complicated, he heard Chu Tianxing say with a smile:

"Ziwei, don't you want me to sign it? I'm ready, give me the book."

"Oh." Xue Ziwei responded, and handed the two books to Chu Tianxing.

Chu Tianxing took the book, picked up a pen and said:

"Should I sign Skywalker or Chu Tianxing?"

"Just sign Skywalker."

"it is good."

With a big wave of Chu Tianxing's hand, he signed the name with a few swipes.

Xue Ziwei didn't think too much about it for the time being, so she quickly made another request while the iron was hot:

"I heard that you can also write poems, can you inscribe a poem for me on the title page?"

Chu Tianxing looked embarrassed:

"I'm really not good at writing poetry..."

"Please." Xue Ziwei clasped his hands together, blinked and looked at him with a smile: "Just write a few sentences."

Chu Tianxing really couldn't bear to refuse being so begged by a die-hard fan.

Sighing, he quickly sifted through his mind, silently practiced the "big general luck", chose a poem in this world that has no ancient style, and said:

"We are all warriors. To practice martial arts, one must persevere and never give up.

"This novel is also a martial arts novel, and the protagonist is also a persevering character...