am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

"First of all, we can rule out that she is definitely not as old as you." Wang Mo said.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Then I guess that although she is rich, she is definitely not as rich as you." Wang Mo continued.

Even if the annual income of the two people is about the same, but after all, Xun Ying's life cycle is long. If you come from the age of suspected monkeys, even if you don't do anything, you can sell the chamber pots you used when you were young. A good price.

"In the end, she must not be as manly as you, because she is a woman." Wang Mo finally explained to Xun Ying.

"Is that the movie queen?" Xun Ying responded for a moment, and then quickly asked Wang Mo.

Wang Mo: "..."

"How do you know?" Wang Mo asked him curiously

"A man's intuition." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo remembered that he had complained to Xun Ying once or twice about the operation of the movie queen. At that time, Xun Ying's reaction was not very big. Come to think of it, he should have cared more about it at that time, but he didn't keep asking himself.

"When I mentioned the film queen to you before, you still cared a little bit," Wang Mo then asked Xun Ying.

"Mind you, it's almost level one combat readiness." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I'm still a novice, so it's understandable for me to be able to make a living." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

Why do you still want to be a veteran? Wang Mo let out a chicken crow in his heart.

"I'm also a novice." Wang Mo said.

"Then maybe I have more sensitive areas." Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

"I've always been a little skeptical."

Wang Mo: "..."

He remembered the heart-piercing pain when he touched Xun Ying's life lamp before, and realized again that Xun Ying is a person who basically does not bring real negative emotions to reality. He is worried about gains and losses, and the part that he thinks too much will never let the person he wants to hide find out.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo feels that in daily life, people who don't like to cause trouble to others are worthy of respect.

But that's not the kind of feedback he wants in a relationship.

He wanted Xun Ying to rely on him more, and to discuss with him more uncomfortable things. He didn't want to see Xun Ying being very forbearing, which would make his masculine instinct feel that he had nowhere to rest.

"In the future, if you have anything on your mind, tell me." Wang Mo said whatever he thought of, and greeted Xun Ying.

"Well, I see." Xun Ying understood Wang Mo's meaning, nodded and smiled.

"Don't just talk nicely, you should handle things by yourself in the future." Wang Mo patted Xun Ying's head and emphasized to him.

"Understood, even if my finger is cut by a document, I will call you and cry. Is this okay?" Xun Ying said with a smile.

Wang Mo: "..."

If you think about it carefully, there is actually a weird cuteness, Wang Mo thought.

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After the meal, Wang Mo once again occupied the library at home with the biographies and scripts written by himself in large and small packages, but today he discovered that Xun Ying had also been entrenched there early.

"It's rare to see you studying too." Wang Mo greeted Xun Ying the way a top student greets a scumbag.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Don't be like this, I also like to study." Xun Ying said.

He seemed to be arranging something. Beside the long volume, there were all kinds of exquisite and unusual letterheads, none of which looked modern.

Because many of Xun Ying's activities seemed quite fresh to Wang Mo, he didn't continue to ask more questions, but took a seat opposite Xun Ying, and sat down face to face with him, still under the seat. He kicked Xun Ying's feet lightly, and felt that they were like a young couple on a university campus.

Although Wang Mo has never been to university, he still likes the bookish campus style very much.

He once went to the library of the university to look at it, and there were some young couples like them who studied relatively.

Wang Mo was still lamenting that he might not have the chance to live this kind of life, but he did it in a blink of an eye, and he was still in the library at home.

"Amo, do you read so many materials every day?"

When Wang Mo lamented his life, Xun Ying asked him this question.

"Yes, I need to preview the next day's position, look at the progress of the script, and understand what the director told me about the play." Wang Mo said in a more general way because the lines are like mountains.

"You've worked really hard." Xun Ying said.

"Of course." Wang Mo nodded.

"I want to become a man who can match you, so what if I don't work hard." Wang Mo said.

Although the other party brought with him the precious material and spiritual wealth suspected to have been brought from Monkey's era, Wang Mo still planned to catch up with him and wanted to become a very suitable couple with Xun Ying.

Even though this is a fantasy for most people, although Wang Mo usually looks soft, no one can stop him from being stubborn. If he wants to catch up with Xun Ying's conditions, he will He did it, and he believed in his own success.

Alas, the secondary illness has not yet passed, Wang Mo sometimes thinks so in his heart, but after thinking about it, he embarks on the journey of catching up again.

"You work so hard." Xun Ying looked at Wang Mo's bloody face and was spoiled by his cuteness. He poured him a cup of coffee and pushed him over, and stuffed two cookies.

Wang Mo sipped his coffee contentedly, while looking curiously at the work Xun Ying was doing.

"What are you doing and sorting out the various posts you wrote?" Wang Mo asked curiously.

"I didn't write it myself. I'll sort it out later and show it to you," Xun Ying said.

"Okay." Wang Mo nodded. He didn't know whether he was about to face a surprise or a shock, but it didn't matter what it was, as long as he faced it with Xun Ying, Wang Mo thought to himself.

The two of them studied together, and the time passed quickly. When Wang Mo accidentally looked up at the time, he found that he had been immersed in the script for an hour and a half.

It seems that I still love this art, Wang Mo thought, when I look at other things, I don't have this patience.

He lightly kicked Xun Ying who was sitting directly opposite him, temporarily digging him out of the hard-working atmosphere.

"Have you tidied it up? We've been studying for almost two hours." Wang Mo asked Xun Ying like an exaggerated scumbag.

"It's almost there. There are still a few years to confirm, Amo, if you are tired, it's okay to take a rest first." Xun Ying didn't seem to realize that he had bowed his head for a long time, so he raised his head , twisted his neck a few times, stretched his limbs, and said.

"Massage for you," said Wang Mo, who had already stood up from his seat, walked around behind Xun Ying, and massaged his stiff neck.

"Is it more comfortable?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying after helping him press for a while.

"Thank you, it's much better." Xun Ying said, and then reciprocated.

The body temperature of the other party is slightly different from your own, which is actually a good way to relieve fatigue.

"I'll heat up another pot of coffee and bring some snacks." Wang Mo stretched his waist in satisfaction, and then walked away happily with the tray.

Wang Mo saw the old cat cooking tea in the water bar. The old cat fanned leisurely with a leisurely demeanor. One person and one cat bumped into each other and said hello.

"Little brother is still working hard at such a late hour." The old cat said in relief when he saw Wang Mo making coffee.

"It's not so easy to catch up with Xun Ying." Wang Mo sighed.

"Come on." The old cat patted Wang Mo's shoulder heavily.

The old cat still appreciates Wang Mo's attitude of knowing that he can't do it, which is much better than those types who howl every day that they are not worthy of gods and goddesses, and then continue to be salty fish.

And once the old cat has opened up his sixth sense of being a feline, he always feels that this little brother is really a bit of a crooked talent who can do things that others can't. As for how to do it, there is still no conclusion .

"Why hasn't brother Mao slept yet?" Wang Mo asked the old cat.

"I'm waiting for someone, but I haven't come yet." The old cat shook his head quite lonely.

He made an appointment for tea with the puppet cat, but the other party might have something to delay, so he gave up all kinds of hot and drinkable equipment in the water bar, and used a more traditional way to make tea, which can be regarded as A means of passing time.

"I'll bring the things up first, and if you're bored, come up and find us." Wang Mo made coffee and arranged snacks, and after a few polite words with the old cat, he left with his things. Before leaving I didn't forget to leave a supper for the old cat.

Wang Mo returned to the door of the library, opened the door with his body, and then put the snack he had prepared on the desk.

"It's cooked, eat first." Wang Mo said.

"Well, Amo, I've finished writing what I wrote." Xun Ying nodded and said, handing a scroll in his hand to Wang Mo, and at the same time went to get a cup of coffee and took a sip. It is indeed a little tired.

"Amo, I've thought about it. Regarding being pursued by someone other than you, I also want to keep information transparent to you." Xun Ying said sincerely.

Wang Mo: "..."

The old cat stayed downstairs for a while, and felt that it was not interesting, thinking that it would be better to go upstairs to have a look.

Thinking of this, the old cat wobbled towards the library upstairs and took a catwalk. As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, he saw the door of the library being opened, and a man was thrown out of it. Xun Ying.

Old cat: "..."

Immediately afterwards, another pile of colorful letter paper and scrolls were thrown out of the library door, some of which fell on the old cat's head.

The old cat shook its fur and looked down at the letters.

I have a bad feeling, the old cat thought.

Just when he was thinking this way, Wang Mo's rooster crowed in his ears.

"Are you reporting to me how many people have chased you?"

"You are clearly an annals general history!"