If the reminder fails, you will be teased

The egg liquid is shaken evenly at the bottom of the pot, and the tender green shallots gradually change color under the high temperature, and the slightly pungent fragrance of the shallots weakens, and then neutralizes the rich and strong aroma of eggs, forming a small miniature hurricane, rolling the kitchen Even the air in the restaurant smokes out a large space with a taste that stimulates the taste buds and tantalizes the stomach.

"Do you like the omelette?" Qiao Wei skillfully arranged the breakfast, and brought out the breakfast one by one, with a smile mixed with a hint of after-the-fact flattery and care.

The person who was flattered sat at a fixed position on the dining table, raised his eyes and glanced at him, took the soy milk and turned his head to drink it, not willing to say a word.

Luo Wangshu's eyes are round, with just the right arc at the end of the eyes, long and dense eyelashes, although the color of the pupils is not as bright as a child's, but the size is slightly larger than normal people, so at first glance , you will feel that his eyes are the most noticeable among his gentle and well-behaved facial features.

But now, the surroundings of this pair of beautiful eyes seem to be a little swollen, and they look far less energetic than yesterday.If you look carefully, you can still see that there is a thin red that is not so obvious around the eye sockets.

This is clearly the detailed reaction of crying hard, the eyes were soaked with tears, and the outside was washed before going to bed, so it was slightly swollen and red, and it didn't need to be looked at closely to feel pitiful.

"You rest at home, and I will hand over the manuscript to Guo Yi." This is the fourth time Qiao Wei has said such words since he woke up.

Luo Wangshu didn't look up at him at all this time, he picked up the egg roll on the porcelain plate and just ate with his head down.

"Maybe the taste is a bit bland, I didn't dare to add more seasonings." Qiao Wei angrily picked up the breakfast in front of him, and asked him quite cautiously. "...Does your throat hurt after eating?"

Luo Wangshu's response was to bite off the whole egg roll fiercely, chewing hard with one puffed cheek, his eyes lowered and fixed on the edge of the porcelain plate, as if refusing to talk to the well-dressed beast opposite.

Qiao Wei simply put down the chopsticks in his hand, rested his chin on one hand to watch him eat, and drank soy milk one after another.

The weather is fine today, and the temperature is definitely not low.Qiao Wei specially set aside a closet for Luo Wangshu in the cloakroom for him to store clothes. There are not many pieces, but the styles are complete, and they are all the types Qiao Wei picked that young people like to wear.

Luo Wangshu chose a jacket with a high neckline from a pile of cool summer clothes, and covered most of her neck tightly, buttoned all the buttons on her chest, and even covered her two collarbones.

Qiao Wei didn't dress as carefully as he did, it was still a shirt that tried to match the color of Luo Wangshu.The cuffs are rolled up, and the top two buttons are undone, and two red marks extending from the back of the neck to the front can be vaguely seen.

It wasn't slender, it wasn't thick, and the wound wasn't deep, and it was scabbed with blood.

It was only vaguely protruding from the neckline. Under the shirt, there was a row of last night's score crossed with another row, all of which were scratched out by the neatly manicured nails.

It is conceivable how tragic the situation last night has become. Now I don't know whether to pity Qiao Wei who has been a cat scratcher all night, or to cry so much that his eyes are still red the next day, and he refuses to speak Luo Wang felt relieved.

Luo Wangshu was stared at by him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but look up.Qiao Wei raised her brows in an instant, lowered her brows, and looked at him pitifully. Without opening her mouth, she snorted from her nasal cavity.

There are several emotions in the gray eyes complicatedly, the most obvious one is the remorse of knowing a mistake and wanting to make amends, but Luo Wangshu only saw a little bit of grievance from it after meeting his eyes for two seconds.

Wronged?How dare this man feel wronged?

Luo Wangshu rolled his eyes slightly at him, and continued to enjoy his breakfast.

"Didn't we agree before?" Qiao Wei continued to struggle. "If you are angry, you can scold or beat, but you don't want domestic cold violence." He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the two words "family" and "violence".

Luo Wangshu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened it again, he responded dissatisfiedly: "I'm like this now, do I have the audacity to scold you?"

Last night when I was crying on the sofa bed and in the bathtub, my voice was half hoarse and half clear. When I woke up from a nap, the clearness was basically not waking up from sleep with the owner. This opening, almost only the magnetic low Dumb.

"Two hits?" Qiao Wei also felt that he hadn't grasped his sense of proportion last night. After all, he was still half a Westerner, and Luo Wangshu's physique was not that strong, so he didn't have to be tortured badly.

Luo Wangshu stacked the tableware and pushed it forward, stood up and walked out of the restaurant, whispering in a hoarse voice, "I won't hit you."

After Qiao Wei finished eating hastily, he tossed the tableware into the dishwasher and went to the bedroom, hugged Luo Wangshu who was checking things and getting ready to go to work, thinking that Luo Wangshu hurt him and was reluctant to beat him.Thinking so softly in her heart, she must let Luo Wangshu say it herself.So he buried his head into Luo Wangshu's neck, rubbed it and asked, "Why didn't you hit me?"

Luo Wangshu packed the bag, pushed the face away with one hand, and hummed, "I'm not feeling well, my butt hurts."

Qiao Wei was choked for a moment, watched Luo Wangshu go to the porch to change his shoes with his bag, smiled, then helplessly raised his hand to wipe his face, and smiled again.

Luo Wangshu sat quietly in his seat and waited for Guo Yi to come to the company in line with the principle of never making a sound if he could not speak when he was determined.

Anyway, we still have to say hello, Luo Wangshu tried his best to lower his voice, the voice that had gone hoarse by more than one degree made Qi Qi, an editor who was good with him, worried, Luo Wangshu used the cold as a cover up, and when it was time to work, he was on the desk Just half a box of mints and a few bags of tea bags.

"Huh?" Luo Wangshu took out a piece of cardboard that was covered upside down on the corner of the table, turned it over and saw that it was signed by Igarashi Okagawa, both sides were carefully sealed with a transparent protective film, and the edges were also Secure with dark gold decorative tape.

"Director Gu sent it yesterday afternoon." The editor next door took the initiative to explain. "At that time, I was so envious." As she spoke, she found out the autograph Luo Wangshu brought him this morning, and said with emotion: "At least I have it too."

Luo Wangshu was even more puzzled, since Gu Anrang gave him this gift, why didn't he call and tell him like before?

Looking at the characters in Igarashi Okagawa's classic works drawn on the cardboard, Luo Wangshu curled his mouth in satisfaction.He got a copy of this kind of painting last night, and it was still a Q-version portrait of Luo Wangshu and Qiao Wei. Thinking that he had the opportunity to cooperate with this cartoonist, Luo Wangshu couldn't help tightening his fingers secretly excited.

"Today is the 25th. Seeing you sitting here so calmly, you already got the manuscript?" The editor next door whispered to him while flipping through the signing contract that was delivered to him this morning.

Luo Wangshu's heart skipped a beat. This morning, he was only interested in playing a temper tantrum with Qiao Wei, and even forgot all about the manuscript.

"... Editor-in-chief Guo hasn't come here yet." Luo Wangshu straightened his body and raised his chin, looking over the partition to the direction of the editor-in-chief's office. "I accidentally forgot... go get it now."

"Editor-in-Chief Guo lived in the company last night and worked overtime. He didn't go back at all. He must have been sitting in the office." The editor next door spread his hands and said jokingly. "You dare to forget Qiao Wei's manuscript, so you won't be afraid that he will make trouble on the spur of the moment and not hand over the manuscript to you?"

Luo Wang said comfortably that he dared to go outside to call Qiao Wei after taking the phone.Just as the phone screen was turned on, a strawberry cup was suddenly pushed onto the table from behind, which shocked Luo Wangshu.

He turned around, and sure enough it was Qiao Wei again.

"I brought the manuscript." Seeing Luo Wangshu holding the phone in his hand, Qiao Wei knew that he wanted to contact him, so he took out the USB flash drive from his pocket and shook it in front of his eyes. "I'll give it to Guo Yi myself."

After speaking, he lifted up the things he was holding, opened the package, took out a small air humidifier from the carton, filled it with water and plugged it in, and finally Luo Wangshu, who was dazed by his sudden series of actions, After rubbing his head twice, he walked towards Guo Yi's office.

Luo Wangshu stared blankly at the humidifier spraying fine water mist from the corner of the table, and the editor sitting next door expressed emotion: "...My God, you guys go get married."

Luo Wangshu couldn't speak at all.

"Last time at lunch, Li Ya and the others said that Qiao Wei made too many exceptions to you." The editor next door patted Luo Wangshu on the shoulder. "If you are really together, you will be the great hero in the company who subdues the devil, and everyone in the company will bless you."

Luo Wangshu felt his brain hurt.

"Gender doesn't matter, long live true love." The editor next door seemed to stand firm on their pair, and half-jokingly said.

Luo Wangshu really couldn't answer these words, so he could only fool around haha. Finally, a classmate from the university called, and Luo Wangshu walked outside with his mobile phone to be temporarily relieved.

On the other hand, Qiao Wei took the initiative to submit the manuscript in person with a USB flash drive. Guo Yi had a big impact. Pick up the USB flash drive on the table, insert it into the computer to read the information, open the document to check the manuscript...

...and there is no problem at all.

"Did you die once?" Guo Yi couldn't help asking him after holding back for a long time. "Have you figured out everything between life and death?"

Qiao Wei sat on another chair and did not leave in a hurry: "I want to take this novel seriously."

Guo Yi gave a "wow" with a smile on her face: "Don't worry, every novel you wrote before was determined to be the best."

"I took a brief look at the works of other writers under the banner of Ruiyi, and some novels seem to have a writing reflection after they are finished." Qiao Wei asked her. "I also want to write something this time, and I'll send it to you in two days."

Guo Yi secretly uttered a harsh swear word, and her eyes widened in disbelief.Qiao Wei took the wrong medicine for the past two months, and became so cooperative.

"You mentioned the autograph the year before last," Qiao Wei continued to toss the bombshell. "It can be considered this year."

"How many copies?" Guo Yi's scalp was numb from the explosion, but she asked immediately.

Qiao Wei's book fans have long asked for Jing Xing's autograph sale, but Qiao Wei can guarantee that he will not delay the release of the new book, which is enough for them to be lucky. If he can honestly sign hundreds of novels... that picture I really can't imagine it.

Qiao Wei lowered his eyes and pondered.

Guo Yi also quickly mobilized her thinking, and settled on a number that was acceptable to Qiao Wei's character of not being troublesome but not troublesome.One hundred copies, this number is indeed a lot less for a writer of Qiao Wei's level, but if the request is too much, who knows if this scourge will repent.

Just as she was about to speak out, the man on the opposite side raised her head and spoke first: "520 copies."

Guo Yi frowned, narrowed her eyes, and raised her voice: "Huh!?"

More than 500 copies?Joe Wei?This person wants to sign more than 500 copies?

The number several times higher than expected surprised Guo Yi even more than the meaning of this number.

Qiao Wei was also hesitant. This number is a bit straightforward and disgusting, but only this meaning can be regarded as suitable for his mood in writing this novel.He crossed his fingers, tapped the index finger of his right hand twice on the back of his left hand, and smiled helplessly.If Luo Wangshu knew that he picked such a number, he wondered if he would laugh at him for being tacky.

"It's too troublesome to open the cover to sign the book." Qiao Wei asked her. "I want to sign directly on the back of the bookmark."

"...Yes, yes." Guo Yi leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. "The bookmark was designed a long time ago, and if necessary, the finished product can be produced in the next few days." In this way, Qiao Wei can have more time to dawdle, so as to avoid any troubles.

Qiao Wei made a request: "I will sign everything before September."

"No problem." The more efficient the better, Guo Yi said. "I will arrange as soon as possible."

"No need to send things to my house," Qiao Wei said the most important content. "I will come to the company every day, and it can save time."

Guo Yi was really flattered this time, and immediately nodded in response. Is this still the Qiao Wei she knew?

Luo Wangshu finished his internship at the end of August, and Qiao Wei could commute with him every day for the remaining few days, and maybe he could even get cheeky to sign beside him.When September came, it was time for Qiao Wei to prepare to send him to the school to report.

"Finally, his internship certificate," Qiao Wei said seriously. "Praise a few words if you can."

Guo Yi: "..."

Before leaving, Qiao Wei suddenly thought of something, and added: "Can I praise him in the name of Jing Xing?"

Guo Yi was a little weak: "... yes."

She was completely convinced.