The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

Chapter 116 Online Article Editor × Fushie Author 13

Having said that, before Lin Lainian could speak, Sang Qingyan continued to speak: "Do you want to hook up with that woman?"

After asking this question, Lin finally understood the reason for his strange tone in his later years.

It turned out to be jealous.

Tsk tsk.

Without hearing Lin's answer in his later years, Sang Qingyan's anger became more and more intense, and his eyes were dark, as if he would do other things.

Lin came back to his senses in his later years and said, "I like men."

At that moment, the hostility in the young man disappeared.

He responded in a low voice: "Oh."

The two went to a convenience store near the building and bought a bottle of juice, a bottle of Sprite and a bottle of Coke, and bought some vegetables from the supermarket.

Three people always have to eat a little more.

On the way back, Sang Qingyan was in a much happier mood than before, and he felt windy as he walked.

Su Ling noticed their trip, and Sang Qingyan's malice towards her was much less.

Although I don’t know what the situation is, it’s okay to develop in a good direction.

Been busy for two hours.

The sky was dark and gray, with only a few stars twinkling. They were finally able to eat.

"Cheers~"

The three of them took disposable cups, poured their favorite drinks into them, and clinked them together, creating a white, brown, and yellow color.

It's like an old friend I haven't seen for a long time.

"Meow~"

Mao Liu smelled the fragrance and came to Su Ling's house to eat.

It took an hour to eat.

After eating, I helped clean up.

Lin took the cat back with him in his later years.

After coming out of Su Ling's house, Lin was about to go home in his later years, but Sang Qingyan stopped him.

"Brother Lin."

In his later years, Lin looked back at the person standing behind him: "What's wrong?"

Sang Qingyan moved his lips: "Good night."

"OK, good night."

Weekend leisure time.

Sang Qingyan couldn't wait to come to Lin's home in his later years. He said he was looking for Lin's later years to discuss, but in fact he wanted to occupy a place in Lin's later years' home.

Sitting on the sofa typing, you always have to arch your neck, which is not good for your spine.

He moved a table and a stool from his home, sat upright and typed on the keyboard, staring at the words on the screen, and his fingers landed on the keyboard at a constant speed.

This is probably talent, right?

In his later years, Lin held a cup of wolfberry red date tea and took a sip. Looking at Sang Qingyan's concentration, he looked away and walked into the bedroom to do his own thing.

There is no Sang Qingyan in the list of invited authors. Sang Qingyan only opened a book at the beginning of the website. He only opened one book and the updates were very slow. The traffic gradually decreased. He only opened one book in the past year and it was sold out. Not the head author of the website.

In his later years, Lin privately sent the invitation information to the authors on the list to confirm whether they would be present.

Noon.

Two takeaways he ordered were delivered.

The two of them sat and ate together.

While eating, Sang Qingyan glanced at Lin Wannian several times, as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.

"what you want to say?"

Sang Qingyan asked: "Are you going to hold an author conference?"

"Yes."

"I just saw the information in the background. The system said that in addition to the top 100 authors in Hongjin, the platform will also invite three lucky authors. If you win the lottery, you can inform your editor."

Lin Lin stopped chewing rice in his later years: "So?"

Sang Qingyan silently clicked on his phone and presented the interface to him: "I seem to be one of the third."

The interface is marked: Congratulations on becoming the lucky author of this conference.

Lin's eyes widened in his later years: "..."

I have to say that Sang's luck is really good.

Sang Qingyan was happy to know that he could also participate in the author conference, mainly because he could be with Lin in his later years.

One day, he will be invited to the author conference as a leading author!

Sang Qingyan was full of ambition. After eating a full meal, he didn't even take a nap. He kept sitting there and tapping on the keyboard.

And on the fourth floor.

Su Ling looked at the invitations and edited information sent by the system. She was a little hesitant about whether to participate. In fact, she liked the excitement and wanted to experience it.

But if they find out that she is a woman, it doesn't matter if the editors know, but the readers will know.

Her thoughts drifted away, and she came up with an idea: Otherwise, if she wears a wig, pretends to be a man, and wears a mask, she will fake her voice, but she doesn't have to worry about her voice being discovered.

After Su Ling had this idea, she quickly opened the shopping APP and placed an order for the items she wanted to buy.

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Ever since he knew that Lin didn't like women in his later years, Sang Qingyan didn't even try to hide the look in his eyes. He either smiled or smiled when he saw Lin in his later years.

He had been writing all day, and he stopped writing at night.

Instead, he made a suggestion: "Brother Lin, let's go shopping outside! I heard that there is an event held at the nearest food street."

"Okay." Lin didn't care in his old age. Since Sang Qingyan wanted to play, he would go and play.

After putting on their coats and shoes, the two of them went out.

Sang Qingyan skillfully climbed into the back seat and sat behind Lin Wannian.

Lin was waiting for him to come up in his later years. When he felt an itch on his waist, he lowered his head and saw someone's hand.

When Lin discovered it in his later years, Sang Qingyan still looked innocent and said, "Brother Lin, can I let him go like this?"

Lin Wannian: "Whatever..." You're like this, what else can I say?

The night is a bit cool.

Sang Qingyan originally just put her down gently, then hugged her directly from behind.

The restraint on his waist came.

In his later years, Lin subconsciously tensed up his body.

But the person behind him said in a mean tone: "Brother Lin, it's so cold."

In his later years, Lin almost ran a red light.

I have to say that if he doesn’t come, Sang will.

Park your car.

The two of them then walked towards the lively area.

Sang Qingyan was very familiar with this area, and he dragged Lin Wannian around. Originally, he just pulled the corner of his clothes, and then directly grabbed Lin Wannian's hand.

In his later years, Lin and Sang Qingyan came to a nearby video game city.

Go up to the second floor.

In addition to the claw machine section, the arcade city also has a section for various shooting games, as well as billiards for adults.

As soon as we entered the billiards area, a faint smell of smoke hit our nostrils.

In his later years, Lin was not very averse to the smell of cigarettes. When he felt depressed, he would still smoke a cigarette.

"Brother Sang! Long time no see!" came an excited voice as they walked in.

Then several people who looked at the young man walked up to Lin Wannian with playful smiles, all looking at Sang Qingyan next to him.

Sang Qingyan waved his hand and said calmly: "Is there any room left?"

"There are some." The leader of the young man with green-grey hair waved, and immediately a table of players put down their billiard cues. Sitting on the side, someone took the initiative to sort out the billiard balls.

"Brother Lin, let's play a game?" Sang Qingyan looked at Lin Wannian next to him and said.

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