you are sweeter than chocolate

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"You Are Sweeter Than Chocolate" Author: Zhu Xiaoxing

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Rumor has it that Ling Yueran, as the most well-known and highest-paid producer in the industry, is also the youngest producer.

Mu Mian, an [-]th-line small internet celebrity, was the first to cooperate with her after signing the contract, and her heart was trembling.

The first time she threw a melon rind on Ling Yueran, and finally she used a small electric donkey to pull her through the flock of sheep at the head of the village.

The second time, she splashed coffee on Ling Yueran's face, and finally washed and cleaned her [-] shirts with nine nine yuan laundry detergent.

The third time she had hypoglycemia, Ling Yueran handed her a piece of chocolate and tasted it.

[Internet celebrity anchor, little singer, sister stricken by *music production tycoon, little milk dog]

Lily's final article: "Gl, a child from another family"

Lily's pre-received article recommended collection: "She and the Sword and Flower"

In the previous life, as an unfavored princess, Jiang Ningyu escaped the court battles with relatives, and became the final winner of many princes' succession, the first empress in hundreds of years, and then hiccupped.

Once back to the age of 12, the throne, enemies, food and clothing, she decided to put it down first, the most urgent thing is to coax the bean sprouts that are pounded for her at the door.

Later, when bitten by a dog, Jiang Ningyu yelled at the old bean sprouts: "King Jin, save me!"

A certain Wang said coldly, "What did you say?"

A certain princess was wronged and changed her words: "Husband...help me!"

Note: This is the feeling of two people who are both queens and queens for the first time in a society where men are superior to women, Qin (láng) Se (distressed) and (for) Ming (jian)! People! Story!

Author Weibo @竹小星w, public account: 竹小星

Content tags: New Year's Eve, Happy Enemy, A Match Made in Heaven, an Elite in the Industry

Search keywords: Protagonist: Mu Mian┃ Supporting role: Ling Yueran┃ Others:

Chapter 1 Chapter 1

The minibus is driving on a winding high speed, circling the mountains.

A girl in black trousers, sneakers and a white T-shirt was holding the bag in her hand and staring at the disappearing scenery outside the window in a daze. The girl in the back seat was dozing soundly, with her hat covering her face.

Relieved, he grabbed his bag and looked ahead.

At the end of the car, Mu Mian jumped out of the car and walked to the town with the bag.

"It's the stop, get off." The driver yelled, the girl behind was woken up, looked around blankly, and went out through the back door.

The girl scratched her long chestnut curly hair and looked at the sign above her head, "Yuelong Town."

He gathered his coat and walked slowly inside.

"This is one hundred thousand." Mu Mian stood at the door and handed him the money.

The man was tall and rough, his cloudy eyes narrowed, "I'll count the money when I come in, and then I'll leave, and see how I deal with you if you lose a penny."

Mu Mian frowned, followed him in, the man drool a little, and began to count the money, the speed was not slow, Mu Mian stood by the side nervously, his legs were sore, and finally heard the man say that the count was over, the money was a lot .

"I'll give you the IOU." The man took out a yellow paper from the drawer and handed it to her.

"Then Brother Liu, I'm leaving." She smiled and took it, leaving the bag behind and ready to leave.

"I'm in a hurry, don't stay for a meal." Brother Liu followed her out with a smile, "Actually, I was quite puzzled, where did you get so much money as a girl? Don't you just do that?"

Before he finished speaking, he looked at her with squinting eyes, and Mu Mian walked away uncomfortably, "This is an advance payment from my company, so let's stop eating."

"Oh, you don't give me any face." The man grabbed her and took the opportunity to touch her. The smooth skin was different from that of the women working in the village. The cotton was pulled out quickly and pushed him. ran outside.

Running around the dirt bag in the field, I stumbled halfway, bit a wheat ear, spit it out angrily, clapped my hands, scratched the skin on my leg, got up and walked home.

Passing by the melon field in front of the bamboo garden at the door of the house, the watermelons were so green and ripe that they were about to explode. She swallowed, went to the field to pick them up, took out ten dollars and put them in the basket at the door. When you collect money at the time, you will release the money yourself. I have been used to it many years ago.

The melon had a refreshing smell, so she smiled and carried it home, and fetched a bucket of water from the well to soak the melon.

It’s been a long time since I went back to my hometown, and there’s no one at home. It’s all covered with cobwebs, so she had to start tidying up. In the evening, she was finally able to eat. The food was a few green vegetables pulled from the field before. There was no rice, so I made do with it. Let's eat all night.

Sitting in the yard at night, I cut melons and ate them. It was sweet, a little greasy, and sandy.

The starry sky is beautiful. Mu Mian has heard a song called "Starry Awakening" before.

She clicked on the playlist, picked this one, and played it.

"...I used to think that I couldn't hear the beauty of flowers blooming, but in fact it was just that my steps were too frivolous, step by step, slowly restarting, looking up at the starry sky..."

Suddenly the door rang. It was an old-fashioned wooden door. It was a bit old.

Mu Mian panicked, could it be Brother Liu? I owed him money before, and I gave her the keys to the house, but I forgot to get them back today. She was at a loss while clutching the watermelon, and turned off the music in a panic, and someone was knocking on the door.

She was about to get up and run, when the door was knocked open suddenly, she was stunned, and the people outside were also stunned, cursing "Damn!"

As a result, a melon rind was thrown on her face, she was stunned, and stared blankly at Mu Mian, who also stared at her, swallowed, and after half a minute of silence, asked, "Who are you?"

"Why did you throw me?" She was a little angry, with water on her face.

"You haven't said who you are yet." She frowned, "This is my home."

"I'm staying overnight." She seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and touched her face, "Is there any paper, my face is wet."

It was the first time that Mu Mian saw such a confident borrowing, "I won't borrow."

"I can't pay for the accommodation." She stared, "Give me a piece of paper."

When Mu Mian heard that she was rich, she hesitated, but she didn't care and came in directly. Mu Mian was a little helpless, handed her a pack of tissues, thought for a while, and poured some well water, "You can also wash."

She nodded, buried her head in washing her face, Mu Mian looked at her strangely, she was quite good-looking, fair and not a poor person, after washing her face, there were not many paper towels to wipe her face, it was slightly wet, a little... sexy?

Mu Mian shook his head, went to look at the gate, and looked sadly at the wood that had gone on strike.

"How many years has it been, are you waiting for me to break it and lose money?" She was still talking, and Mu Mian glared at her, "Losing money."

"Plus how much it costs for one night's accommodation." She looked at the room with disgust, as if she was helpless.

Mu Mian made a small calculation in his heart, and tapped, "Well... eight hundred."

I feel a little nervous, is it too expensive? The door should be more than 100, and the accommodation should be [-] for this small broken place.

As a result, the girl nodded, "Do you have any clothes to change?"

Mu Mian heaved a sigh of relief, and laughed, "You really like cleaning."

The girl glanced at her, and went into the room to see, Mu Mian hurriedly followed in, looked at the room, nodded and said: "It's not bad."

"This is my room." Mu Mian approached her, and smelled a faint fragrance, which was indescribable, like rosin.

"I want this one." She said confidently, but Mu Mian gritted her teeth and glared at her, "No, just this one."

"Then what do you want to do?" She widened her eyes, and Mu Mian felt guilty, "Anyway, it's just this one, either stay with me, or pay me and go out and find another place."

She rolled her eyes and said awkwardly, "I'm not used to living with other people."

Mu Mian snorted, "I'm not used to it either."