A little sweet through the fragrant

Dew survived, and this became urgent.

In the end, Liu Wenbai was left alone. To avoid suspicion, the door was wide open, and the cold wind blew in. To make a long story short, Yun Cheng also wanted to keep an eye on Qian Manying's side, not just for reviewing manuscripts.

"If you want to be in charge, you have to shoulder the burden. You have to hurry up and finish writing the scriptures in your hand. You have to be busy handing over the study, so how can you take it easy?"

Yuncheng told him a very realistic thing, "Even if we take you away in the next year and let shopkeeper Jin train others now, do you have enough money to settle down? They are all going to be fathers. Think about it in the long run. How much money can a short story make?"

Liu Wenbai wiped his face, and made another promise, "I know, I'll deal with the heroine right now, and try to finish it before the end of the year."

Yuncheng didn't say anything.

Before leaving, he walked around to Qian Manying's side, scaring a group of little painters like chicks, trembling with their sketches in their hands, afraid that Yun Cheng would tear them up.

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*About the years of Yuwenji, I saw it on the Internet, mark it all at once