Pure Love Writer is God of Creation

Before Mo Shang could think slowly, suddenly the world spun, the crystal fell from his hand back into the cabinet, and the drawer slammed shut.

He was like being sucked into the froth of a torrent, spinning around involuntarily, and when his vision returned to clarity, all he saw was the messy and ordinary bedroom and Lou Yi's tense face.

Never write N batches of heartthrobs again, Lou Yi thought to himself.

Closing it tightly can make him see things he shouldn't see, and the halo is too strong, even here it can be affected.

The silver pen rolled out beautiful silver circles at the fingertips, Lou Yi tilted his head, seemingly in deep thought, but in fact he was just wandering aimlessly.

Mo Shang was dizzy and kneeling on the floor, not knowing what Lou Yi was going to do with him. From the previous confrontation, he knew that he was powerless to fight against the Creator, and because he had just discovered something that seemed extraordinary, his heart was full of emotions Next, become well-behaved, and have not acted rashly for the time being.

Lou Yi came back to his senses, tapped the pen on the table, made a trembling sound, and said to Mo Shang, "Have you had fun?"

Mo Shang shook his head violently like a rattle, put one hand on his heart, and raised three fingers in the other to swear: "I don't know anything."

The tone is firm, the expression is sincere, and the eyes are innocent.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was the summer vacation, which was the most exhausting time in the long hot summer.

Lou Yi squinted his eyes and yawned amidst the bursts of cicadas, and waved his hand to Mo Shang listlessly: "Okay, okay, I typed out your character design word by word, so why not pretend. "

Judging from what Lou Yi meant, he would not care about him anymore. Mo was relieved from the bottom of his heart. A carp stood upright, stretched his arms and moved his muscles and bones, just like when his seniors came here for the first time, curious. wandered around the room.

However, although he is the protagonist of the martial arts world, he is time-traveling after all, and his curiosity about the room is only because this is the bedroom of the Creator God. After walking around for two times, he didn't see anything novel, so he shrugged boringly.

Sitting on the bed bored, Mo Shang looked at the only occupied computer in the room, and sighed heavily: "Dad, lend me the computer to play for a while."

Lou Yi's sound of typing on the keyboard paused for a moment, and Mo Shang's quick and easy correction made her extremely anxious. Thinking about what this unfortunate child wrote by himself, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the complaint. After thinking for a while, he replied: "If you really want to Go out for a walk when you’re bored, have change by the pillow, take your clothes in the closet by yourself, come back before dinner at 06:30, ok?”

Mo Shang was stunned, and asked in surprise: "Didn't Brother Qu say that our range of activities cannot go outside this room..."

"Oh, I lied to them," the dim light of the screen flickered on the lens, and Lou Yi replied without guilt, "Look who those three are, each of them is inhumane. Let them go out when they are full?"

As for taking them out to enjoy the modern scenery in person?

Thinking too much, Lou Yi said that with this American time, it is better to type a few more lines.

Thinking of Qu Shengxiao and Feng's indifferent painting style, the image of him taking them out for shopping in his head, Mo Shang hugged his stomach and fell on the floor wing bed hahahahaha.

After dismissing Mo Shang, Lou Yi continued typing on the document, and after more than an hour, he finally finished all the text.

After saving and uploading the text, after thinking about it, he opened the reader group and posted a message in it.

"Falling Heaven has updated the episode, if you are interested, you can check it out."

A few minutes after the message was sent, Juzi, the administrator, was the first to jump out, showing a row of shocked expressions.

The girls who had followed the Fallen Sky series were bombed out one after another, and the chat records were flipped up, and the old readers said, "Oh my god, the author still thought of updating the episode after so long. I am so touched and dedicated, but I don't know what I said before." Forgot, revisit and revisit.", and new readers who hadn't read it, after the old man's science popularization, also expressed their desire to watch.

Turning off the bubbling readers, Lou Yi leaned back in the chair, took off her glasses, rested her head on the back of the chair, and raised her hand to press the space between her eyebrows.

The penguin sounded a notification tone, and Lou Yi put on his glasses and looked at the lower right corner of the screen, and saw a beating head of a crow.

Click to open it, and a sentence appears in the dialog box: "I watched the extra episode."

I grabbed my phone and took a look at the backstage of Lujiang. Sure enough, there were a few more deep-water torpedoes, and a row of negative scores and bad reviews.

Put down the phone, hold the mouse and click the X in the upper right corner habitually, but the mouse is moved, and it is released again.

After lightly pressing a few keys with both hands, Lou Yi asked, "Is my writing really that bad?"

A second later, the other person replied: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

"Qin Zhe, go to hell!"

Not as angry as the text expressed, Lou Yi sighed and tapped the dialog box lightly.

With the air conditioner turned on, the sound of cicadas outside was still sending in the heat of summer.

Sleepy and tired, Lou Yi really wanted to get a good night's sleep without doing anything else.

However, now is not the time to rest.

The message from the penguin is beeping, and you don't need to look to know it's the damned crow.Lou Yi put his glasses aside, clutched a cold pen in his hand, leaned on the table with his face resting on his arms, despite the loud beeping, he remained motionless.

A few minutes later, the beeps turned into music, Lou Yi moaned in distress, grabbed the phone, and hung up.

Ten seconds later, a cold feeling touched his cheek.

With her eyes closed, Lou Yi raised her hand and grabbed a bottle of iced Coke that was dripping from the bottle.

"Whether you're pretentious or not, you can come in directly, if you have to get messages and phone calls."

Straightening up, Lou Yi unscrewed the iced Coke, took a sip, and said to the delivery man who appeared quietly.

Standing in front of Lou Yi was a tall and handsome young man.His short black hair is slightly messy and stylish, and his temperament is both calm and lazy. The white shirt and suit are meticulously dressed, the collar is white, and the trousers are straight. He looks like an elite with a successful career.

While drinking Coke, Lou Yi slowly scrutinized the other party from top to bottom. His eyes were filled with an uncomfortably strong sense of aggression. There was no doubt that if he could do it, Lou Yi would take the person in front of him. The man turned into a bottle of Coke, and drank it slowly, mouthful by mouthful.

The young man didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he let Lou Yi stare at him wantonly.He seemed as comfortable as returning to his own home. He took off his suit jacket and hung it on the bedside, loosened his tie, picked up the remote control and looked at the temperature of the air conditioner. He thought the wind was too cold, so he adjusted it up by two degrees.

After drinking a third of the Coke in one breath, Lou Yi put down the bottle and called, "Qin Zhe."

The young man walked to the chair in response, put his hands on the left and right armrests of the seat, bent down and stared at the wing.Although his posture is a bit condescending, his eyes are extremely gentle, as if he is afraid of breaking the first drop of spring rain on the tender petals of peach blossoms in early spring.

But Lou Yi didn't appreciate this gentleness, raised his eyebrows, and asked provocatively: "Momojiji, kiss or not?"

The Mieshishen, whose pseudonym was Qin Zhe, became helpless in his smile, lowered his head, and offered a tender kiss to the Chuangshishen who was imprisoned in his arms.

"How many years have passed? You really haven't made any progress in this area. You're shy like a little daughter-in-law. Why are you scolding me online?"

After the intimacy, Lou Yi made no secret of his dislike, and stretched out his hand to push the young man away, perfectly explaining what it means to throw away after use.

Qin Zhe seemed to have gotten used to it, obediently let go, and took a step back.

Unexpectedly, the tie was suddenly pulled by Lou Yi, and the moody Chuangshishen frowned, and exerted force with his hands, pulling him back in front of him.

Qin Zhe didn't resist, showing a slightly uncomfortable expression, bent one leg and knee against the edge of the chair, with a resigned attitude.

The tie was so tight that he was forced to bow his head, unable to move his neck at all.

Taking a full view of the other party's hard work and patience, Lou Yi leisurely admired it for a while, then smiled suddenly, and said in a low voice, "Remember, this is called... kissing."

The wrist was flipped over suddenly, and the tie was wrapped around the wrist again. The flamboyant and presumptuous God of Creation slightly raised his head, opened his mouth, and bit the blood-colored lips of the God of Extermination.

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