Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Holding the stack of papers, he read page by page, and couldn't help but be amazed at the world described by the author.

He thought of many kinds of developments, but he didn't think of this one alone.

As expected of the author he likes, even the things he writes are so strange!

But after a while, Xie Zhuo finished reading the two chapters that he had just written, and his expression still had something to say.

"Finished?" Yuan Shuo, who entered the house early but couldn't bear to disturb him, finally spoke when he saw him raise his eyes.

Xie Zhuo looked at him with bright eyes: "Where did these come from?"

This guy, how could he get the first-hand manuscript?

Yuan Shuo rolled his eyes and said with a faint smile, "He is going to continue writing books."

In fact, things are far from that simple.

But in the end, when it came to Xie Zhuo, this was the best result.

Thinking of the scholar immersed in the book, he couldn't help asking: "Does Ah Zhuo want to see him?"

Presumably readers should have some special feelings for the author they like. Ah Zhuo will be happy to meet that person.

Xie Zhuo's eyes are so bright that they can illuminate at this moment: "Really?"

Can he really meet that person?

At this moment, he wished he could get up and kiss Yuan Shuo hard on the face, what kind of god is this!

He is so happy, Yuan Shuo should be happy for him too.

But in his heart, he unconsciously felt a little sour.

When the scholar was found, he was thinking about farming at home, and the attendant had just offered a price of 30 taels of silver per month, and he couldn't wait to come to the Duke's mansion.

Such a guy who is open to money can get Xie Zhuo's love.

"Let's go, let's meet him!" Xie Zhuo was so happy at the moment, he couldn't remember watching Yuan Shuo's eyes.

Holding Yuan Shuo's wheelchair armrest, he was about to go out in a hurry.

Yuan Shuo: "..."

He couldn't help rubbing between his brows, and said helplessly, "Ah Zhuo knows where he lives?"

What does it look like in such a hurry?

I've never seen him treat me like this before?

Xie Zhuo paused, looked down at the person in the wheelchair with a smile on his face, his beautiful eyes were flattering: "I don't know, but my husband must know, right?"

"The best husband in the world, do you know where the author I like is?"

He teased Yuan Shuo with an almost ariad tone, but it made his ears turn red all of a sudden.

The best husband in the world...

These days, he and Xie Zhuo were arguing, but never mentioned that.

Now that the husband and wife relationship between the two was brought up from Xie Zhuo's mouth, it inexplicably made him feel more inexplicable.

Yuan Shuo pursed his lips, put the little awkwardness in his mind behind him, and directed Xie Zhuo to walk towards the place he said.

The two arrived at an elegant courtyard together, and the smile on Xie Zhuo's face gradually turned ferocious.

When the courtyard gate was opened, revealing a white-washed scholar, he was gearing up: "Are you crying for life?"

"Ah?" The frail scholar was obviously startled by Xie Zhuo's appearance.

"You're the one who is called crying and crying!" Xie Zhuo emphasized, and walked towards the scholar step by step.

"Ah... yes." The scholar saw the person behind Xie Zhuo, and nodded uncomfortably: "It's Xiaosheng."

The nobleman said that his family liked the books he wrote, so he asked him to write books as a guest at his house, and the price was preferential.

But now, this person's expression doesn't look like he likes him writing a book!