Under the predecessor's cat curse GL

After knowing He Dongyang for half a year, she confessed to him first, and took her to the temple on the first date. He Dongyang's complexion didn't seem very good that day.

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I have been with He Dongyang for a year and lived together for three months. There is a romantic news on the Internet-there will be a meteor that is rare in 800 years at nine o'clock on Thursday night.

He Dongyang almost ran out of enthusiasm writing manuscripts at home. After learning about this, he borrowed the barbecue grill from the neighbor's house, bought four bottles of beer, and asked Aunt Li for a fish on credit, and decided to wait for the shooting star on the roof of Aunt Li's house.

Aunt Li has such a good temper. If it were someone else, this kind of operation of pushing the nose and face would have been blasted.

Fortunately, the night on Thursday was sultry, there were few dark clouds, and the moonlight was like water. Whether you can see shooting stars or not, it doesn't matter if it is so lively.

However, I heard from others that it is easy to see from a high place, and I don't know if the five-story roof has a good eye for the flashing splendor.

He Dongyang was busy, cleaned the fish, and found that he hadn't forgotten to buy barbecue sauce, so he had the cheek to ask Aunt Li to borrow it.

Whether to borrow or not is still a problem.

The weather did not go to the bad place, the moon was very round and very bright, which made people remember that two or three days was the fifteenth day, which was the day of reunion.

However, I don't feel lonely around me.

The things are placed on the roof, which is a bit messy. In the spring, I saw Aunt Li planting corn on it, but there was no way to know what the result of the corn was, but some soil was left on it.

There is only one chair that can be taken out at home, and He Dongyang gave up this throne, using the stone on the top of Aunt Li's building as a chair.

The fire was rising, and the smoke was lingering, making people shed tears involuntarily. The cattail fan that He Dongyang just bought a few days ago came in handy.She wears a mandarin jacket when she doesn't go out, which means she is a little more fashionable than the aunts dancing in the square next to her, but that's it, she still has the nerve to laugh at others for wearing flowered shirts.

Usually people are quite lazy, but this point is very diligent, and the white arms are dazzling.

The fire was already big enough, and He Dongyang began to toss out the ingredients. Seeing her clumsy appearance, he knew that today was to drive ducks to the shelves.

"Come on, your clothes are dirty."

He Dongyang resolutely refused, and stepped back: "No, I'll let you taste Chef He's cooking skills today. Shuang, tell me how about I write a cookbook in the future, exclusive, family heirloom!"

Forget it, the book in my hand has been stuck for several weeks and has not made any progress, so how can I divide my mind into other places.

"Put the ingredients in the oil first, brush less, and don't drip into the fire."

He Dongyang's face was a little red, and he showed some shyness: "Okay, I understand, I was going to brush it, and I forgot to talk to you."

In the past, when I ate barbecue, others prepared it and brought it up. Maybe I just went by feeling, and I didn’t admit it when I made a mistake. It’s a bit cute when I want to save face.

To eat the barbecue tonight is like overcoming many tests. After drinking all four bottles of beer, there is a mess in the stomach, and it is almost vomiting when it shakes.

It should be because he drank a little too much. At nine o'clock, it felt like the sky was full of shooting stars. He Dongyang was like a monkey coming out of Huaguo Mountain, pointing at the sky and screaming.

Then I heard her make a bunch of wishes, she had a set of fallacies, she wanted to promise what she didn't have, but there were too many things she didn't have at this time, and she didn't stop talking for almost half an hour.

I vaguely remember that her first wish was to get rich.

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This is the end of the first month after moving, and He Dongyang's writing has improved a lot. With the help of noble people, she finally made her debut in the literary world.

Perhaps it was too much joy, but He Dongyang fell into a crazy writing state for several days in a row. Even when he was sleeping, he was imitating the words of the characters.

Some of the lines also touched on the philosophy of life. She saw some scenes in her dream, and she cried in a daze while hugging the quilt, so she had to pat her back to coax her, otherwise she might cry until the next morning.

Madness is madness, He Dongyang has not forgotten the arrival of the second anniversary.

After discussing, I chose a comfortable restaurant. I can't say how high-end it is, but I can feel it has a sense of ceremony.

She intentionally finished today's manuscript early. She wanted to let go of her head, but ended up getting herself involved instead. She was in a daze after a while while eating.

Since yesterday, I have been thinking about whether to find a psychiatrist for her to see, or else she must be in a daze.

"I suddenly got stuck."

Just as I was about to talk to her, I heard such an annoying sentence from her.

"Where is it stuck, is your brain unable to turn?"

He Dongyang frowned and smacked his lips: "I think there is a scene that needs to be simulated, so that I can feel the inner activities of the characters."

"What do you want?"

She shook her hands, said what she wanted to do, and added a line thoughtfully.

It seemed that her mind really needed to be cleared up, and that was what she had been begging for.

"Whoa-"

"You liar!"

The orange juice was splashed on her face, and it was not wasted at all.He Dongyang closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, with a tangled expression, hoping that she would realize that feeling and get out of it soon.

"Hiss," He Dongyang smacked his lips again, "No, maybe I thought you were you just now, so I felt like I didn't come up all of a sudden, so I'll splash it again."

The makeup on her face was smeared, but luckily the painting was waterproof, because we had to go swimming together after eating.

However, when she heard such an unreasonable request at this juncture, the anger that had just gone down came back up again, so she gave her another burst of refreshment.

He Dongyang closed his eyes to feel, and when he opened his eyes, there were feelings that did not belong to her, which were resentment and unwillingness.

"you……"

You have been talking for a long time, but there is no more text.

"Would you like to splash it again?"

Just when she was about to arouse her emotions for the third time, the people around called the manager because they couldn't stand it anymore, thinking that there was trouble here.

He Dongyang's mood was gone again, but he was sober after all, and returned to the normal track.

There are many writers who can't distinguish between the world in the book and the real world, which leads to things that outsiders cannot understand.That kind of addiction is even more terrifying than the current children's obsession with games, and it is more or less relieved to separate early.

Unexpectedly, He Dongyang felt unwell again for a few days, and her nobleman finally found such a treasure, and after two months of bewilderment, she reached a bottleneck.

He Dongyang's bottleneck occurs every now and then, so it's no surprise when it arrives. Anyway, she has a lot of ideas, and she will break through sooner or later.

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In the seventh month of the second year of being together, a collector saw He Dongyang's painting in the rain from nowhere, and said he would pay a high price to buy it.

No matter how you say it, I feel uncomfortable, and I feel like selling my wife for glory.

He Dongyang, who is so stupid, thinks that he can sit on the ground and raise the price, and from then on he will flourish and live a worry-free life.

Out of some unspeakable selfishness, her idea of ​​getting rich was once again killed in the cradle, because she didn't want that painting to leave her side, and she had carried it with her for a long time, and she got used to it.

It was raining today, so He Dongyang took the most decent umbrella in the house and came to the art school, along with a warm bento.

Needless to say, I can guess that today's bento contains braised pork again.

get out of class has ended.

In fact, I saw her stealthily at the door, so I ended get out of class 5 minutes earlier.

A colleague ordered takeaway, but it was raining and it took a long time to deliver it.

He Dongyang came over in the rain, the shoes were wet, and she insisted not to buy those shoes, but now they faded after being soaked in water for a while, and blue footprints would be left behind wherever she walked.

More and more like a child without common sense.

"Come here and sit down, I put a pair of shoes here, don't soak your feet."

He Dongyang put the bento box on the table, she seldom sees the sun while writing at home, her skin is as white as precious jade.

"I only got my shoes wet when I got to the school gate. These shoes are really faded. This is real leather. Is it worth ten if you fake it? It's too much, and you actually bullied me!"

She muttered like a wronged child.

They are all well-known writers, but they are gradually unable to take care of themselves. It doesn't take much brains to think that the clothes in the house are still piled up everywhere.

"Change your shoes first."

"Would you like to guess what I burned today?"

She put her shoes on.

"Braised pork, do you still have to guess? Every time you think I'm tired, you make this for me, saying that it can replenish energy. If you eat too much of this, you will get fat. What's your intention?"

He Dongyang showed two rows of white teeth: "You don't know what I have in mind, as long as you are not tired, I like to do it."

There is no deep meaning to this, I think it's because I've been too busy recently.

After He Dongyang left, his colleagues came over curiously.

"Who is this one who often comes to deliver meals? Looks so happy, sister?"

"She, she is the most important person to me."

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Half a month has passed since the last bento delivery, there is an exchange meeting next door, I got the invitation letter, and I will start at noon tomorrow, and it will take a week to go there.

A week... It's been a long time since we've been apart for such a long time.

Sure enough, since yesterday, He Dongyang has been like a piece of brown sugar, wishing he could stick to someone's body.

When I went to the station the next day, He Dongyang helped carry the luggage with one hand and scratched someone's palm with the other.

She bit her lower lip and said: "Shuang, you must take good care of yourself when you go there, don't be hungry, don't be cold, and don't be too tired."

It is still in the tail of summer and it will not be cold.

"Why is it like parting from life and death? I'll just go for a week and say that I might not come back early."

She turned a deaf ear and said to herself: "When you arrive, remember to write to me, and I will read every word carefully."

Who still writes letters now?

However, once I heard her mention that she wanted to receive a letter, it didn't take much time anyway, if you want to receive it, then write it to her.

I thought I was done writing on one page, but when I started talking, it seemed like I hadn't seen him for a long time, and all the gossip in every corner was ripped out.

It also said that when I first met her, I noticed her little thoughts.

Later, He Dongyang pressed the letter under the pillow and slept on love every day.Unfortunately, when washing the quilt, a letter was accidentally caught in the washing machine, and when it was discovered, love was attached to the quilt cover.

Without the letter, He Dongyang slept with someone in his arms until the room was separated.

(End of episode)

The author has something to say: The extra episode is also over! ! !Thank you little angels for growing up with "Cat Curse"! ! !Destined to see you "shop assistant"! ! !

Please allow me to push Ji You's serialized article!Super nice! !

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Title: "Gl"

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Jiang Qing has transmigrated into a business myth in the future, and now the heroine who is living under the fence... the step-sister in name.

The step-sister has money and status, but she likes to kill herself. She was a vicious female supporting role throughout the heroine's school days, with a miserable ending.

Jiang Qing cherished her life, determined to keep her ears to the outside world, and only read the books of sages and sages.

However, the heroine is good-looking and has a miserable life experience, which inevitably makes people feel compassionate.

And it's a waste of money to have a cheap student by your side but not use it.

But as the days went by, something was wrong, and Jiang Qing always felt that the heroine was teasing her secretly.

With a wonderful face.

Not only smiled at her, but also offered to tutor her.

Give her candy and lick it in front of her again!hand!refer to!

Jiang Qing felt that she seemed a little out of order.

On the day of graduation, Hou Xue kissed Jiang Qing in the school's grove with a peach-flavored candy in her mouth.

"...do you know what you're doing?"

"Don't you like peaches? There are also oranges, strawberries, apples... Which one do you want?"

"...Then, oranges."

Jiang Qing thought, it must be because of her beauty.

Hou Xue's heart came alive in the 17-year-old Xia.

-Caring, handsome, charming, and straight × staying out of the way, indifferent, forbearing and pure

- The protagonist's kinship has no legal effect.

-Peerless sweet text, children and old people are not deceived.

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