Husband, can you do it?

"Wenzhuo, let's go, let's eat!"

Qiao Han respectfully invited Biscuit to get into the car, only then remembered Wen Zhuo, and waved to Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo wanted to say something, thank you for remembering my existence.

What can be done?The fiance is chasing stars!Reluctant or to maintain demeanor.

Wen Zhuo got into the car and saw that his wife's co-pilot was empty, and his fiancé sat in the back seat and continued to have a lively chat with Biscuit.

"Hanhan, sit down."

Qiao Han immediately refused to agree, and leaned behind Wen Zhuo to protest.

"Han! Second tone! It's not a flat tone."

Hanhan is a nickname, and Hanhan is a little pig.

Wen Zhuo nodded, yes.

"Hanhan!"

That's right, he's just a little pig, too silly, too naive, too edible!

"You are still the owner of a novel website, you are illiterate!"

"Come and sit!"

Whether Wen Zhuo should be serious with him, his parents' name is Han Han, and he is called Han Han, uniquely no one dares to call him that.

He patted the passenger seat and asked Qiao Han to sit over.

"I don't want to, I want to chat with my idol."

"come over!"

Wen Zhuo's face darkened, showing strength.

Qiao Han didn't dare to sing a different tune anymore, but he was a little unhappy, and didn't want to move, but he didn't dare to ignore Wen Zhuo's command tone.dilly-dally.

Wen Zhuo stared at him, forcing Qiao Han to sit down with pressure.

Biscuit Da Da is still in a daze, and for some reason, he got involved in the quarrel between the young lovers in a daze.Most novel writers are very sensitive, and can feel the boss's hostility towards him.

The more enthusiastic the little fanboy is towards him, the boss's knife-like eyes will fly over.

Biscuit scratched his head.

"The co-pilot is a special seat for your lover. If you don't want to sit in someone else's seat, go and take it."

Biscuit was very witty and pushed Qiao Han.

Qiao Han has been working behind closed doors for a long time, only focusing on chatting with idols, and has long forgotten about it.

Oh oh oh oh.Yes!

"This position must be mine!"

There was no hesitation now, and he quickly got on the co-pilot again.

Seeing that he was sitting properly, Wen Zhuo leaned over and pulled the seat belt.

The two of them were very close, that is, the distance that they could kiss each other with a pout.

Qiao Han smiled at Wen Zhuo, very obediently, with a bit of flattery.

Wen Zhuo was moved by him and forgot his anger, smiled, and pinched Qiao Han's face.

"Naughty."

Said in a low voice, only Qiao Han could hear the voice, Qiao Han protested!I am not naughty, I am the most obedient!Knocked his forehead with the forehead.

No pain, only intimacy.

Wen Zhuo smiled and fastened the safety belt on him.

With the biscuit resting on her cheeks, she felt like a super big light bulb, shining brightly!

After getting off the car, Wen Zhuo held Qiao Han tightly, preventing him from sneaking around the biscuit again.

A nice date for two turned into a dinner for three.Fortunately, they eat barbecue. It would be embarrassing to eat a couple's set meal.

Even though Qiao Han was sitting next to Wen Zhuo, he kept adding food to the biscuits.

"I see that you interact with Sweet Potato a lot, are you good friends?"

"I wrote novels because I found several jobs after graduation and didn't like them. Continuous overtime work made my liver explode. Then I kept reading novels on his novel website. I know he created the website, I'm sure I wanted to give him click rate or something, and then I thought, if I become a master like you, and my novels are also sold for film and television copyrights, will I have a chance to meet Wen Zhuo? At that time, I will You can confess to him, say that I like him, not only like him, but also be his website novel writer master, and become his cash cow."

Qiao Han was a little embarrassed to talk about the fundamental reason for writing novels. His main purpose of writing novels is to chase talents.

In fact, he also has a dream of becoming a great god!But he wants to have a good career and love!

"I didn't expect that I've been writing for more than two years, and I'm still a little transparent. The road to becoming a great god is so far away, I thought that I would definitely not be able to catch up with him. His cousin is my classmate, and I guess it's too hard for me to be unrequited love , arrange for us to go on a blind date!"

Qiao Han said and took Wen Zhuo's hand.

"Maybe God thinks that my road to writing novels is a bit difficult, so he gave me a shortcut. The novels are not well written. Anyway, I caught up with others."

Biscuit was a little surprised.

"You are the fiancé of the owner of the website, even if Mr. Wen sets up a studio, you can quickly become a master."

As the wife of the boss, doesn't the editor of the website take the initiative to please?I would recommend it to the homepage for a few months, and after three months, it will become popular even if it is not popular.

"How can I do that? That's a foul. I can survive from being transparent to Little Pink, and then to Dahong Dashen. I can't take shortcuts, hype, the studio gives me a ghostwriting, that's unfair to others. Who didn't grow up from being transparent Get up? You all know the hard work!"