[wangwang] pedophile

"So, let's think about the honeymoon later."

"why?"

"Because you have a dog." Qiuben clapped his hands, and Chocolate, who was lying in the middle of the living room, glanced at her, then tilted his head again, ignoring her. "And a dog as lazy as Chocolate."

She picked up the plastic bag next to her and opened it up again, making a "squeaky" sound, just like the sound made by the packaging bag when feeding snacks.Now Chocolate reacted, it jumped up from the ground, walked over cheerfully with glowing eyes, and turned around in front of Qiu himself.

Akimoto made a "look at it" expression to Zhou Zhu, and then said to Chocolate in a wicked way: "Oh, I lied to you."

Even if it can't understand human language, it knows that it has been cheated after waiting for a long time without food being fed.Akimoto stretched out a hand to touch the top of its head, and it felt comfortable, so it lay down.

"Because you raised chocolates, neither of us can go. There is no problem in China. I can drive the two of you away in a car. If you want to go abroad, there is no way to go."

"Isn't it okay to leave it to Sister Yumei for the time being?" Zhou Zhu thought about it.

"Still not." Qiu Ben bent down to touch the chocolate and got tired of touching it, so he withdrew his hand and didn't move it anymore.Chocolat lay on the ground for a while and felt that it was boring, and there was no sun, so it lazily got up and walked back to the middle of the living room. "Yumiko is planning to fall in love recently, probably because we stimulated her? If she disturbs other people's relationship, she will be kicked by a donkey."

"Really?" There seemed to be nothing else to do, Zhou Zhu frowned, "That's nothing to do." If he didn't go out for a walk like he did in his previous life, I don't know if it would affect Michiyo's writing career.It doesn't matter what changes happen to him, only three thousand generations, he hopes that she can realize her dream like in the previous life.

Akimoto didn't care much, she casually pointed to the chocolate and said, "Look, it also knows that I don't like it very much, so it's closer to you, and now it's gone again."

Zhou Zhu calmed down and laughed with her, "Then why don't you like it?"

"Probably..." Akimoto thought for a while seriously, "Probably because I'm a cat party."

Three years later.

Even without the experience of traveling abroad, Akimoto spent more time accumulating, and still wrote works that satisfied her.

A work that is different from the previous life, but exciting enough.

She is that kind of person, the kind of person who can be the best and succeed no matter what the circumstances.

"What do you think of this paragraph?" Qiu Ben was reviewing his manuscript, and when he saw something worth noting, he picked it up and asked Zhou Zhu.She revised the entire article three times by herself.

Zhou Zhu had already followed her through while she was writing it, and now he read this part carefully again.Well, the content is slightly different from when she first finalized it. "That's right, this part of the description is more impactful than the previous version." He paused and read it again, "The connection between the front and the back is also in place."

"Then what are you looking at here again?"

Zhou Zhu went through the whole book with her, and Qiu Ben nodded, still thinking about the plot in his mind, so he seemed a little absent-minded: "Well, thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhou Zhu leaned over and kissed her affectionately on the face. "If you want to thank me, it's better to stay until night."

"Yes, yes." She responded casually.The opinions of others can only be used as a reference, what is important is her own thoughts.She is busy sorting out the reference opinions she has at hand, thinking about whether her current version needs to be revised.

"Well, it's really jealous to be so serious." Zhou Zhu said with emotion, but he didn't bother her anymore.Michiyo who is extra focused on the things she cares about is also very cute.

Lovely Miss Writer thinks into the night.She read her own works again and again with great energy, and even drew a series diagram.

Zhou Zhu, who stood beside her for half an hour watching her draw, said, "..."

Alas...you haven't found me yet.

Out of support, he went to the kitchen to cut a plate of fruit and took it back to the study. On the way, he scolded the chocolate who had sneaked onto the sofa.

An hour later, the study was still very quiet, and there was no shortage of fruit in the fruit plate.The neglected husband couldn't bear it anymore, he thought he and Michiyo both needed sleep.

Akimoto turned a page in the book.

"There was a 'bang' sound outside the house..." Zhou Zhu followed her to look at the top corner of the new page, and read out in a restless manner.He leaned closer to Akimoto's ear and whispered a "bang" into her small ear.Heat engulfed her ears.

Akimoto who was disturbed shrugged in shock.She frowned, and after thinking about it, she knew that he was impatient.She smiled and turned to coax him: "Wait for me, dear, wait for me to finish reading this page."

"I can't wait anymore." Zhou Zhu, who has always resisted the camera, obviously has a pair of strong arms. He stretched out his arms and forcibly picked up Akimoto from the chair, and walked to the bedroom, "Let's wash up and go to bed, Xiao Chiyo."

"It's scary to pick someone up suddenly." Akimoto complained a few words, considering that he had indeed ignored him, and out of comfort, he let him carry him away. "Help me close the book."

"..." He walked back with the person in his arms, and asked the person in his arms to stretch out his arms to lay the book flat.

Akimoto asked him casually, "Why do you call me Chiyo again?" Most of the time, she was called Michiyo.

Seeing her staying in his arms honestly, Zhou Zhu rewarded her with a kiss on the forehead, showing a bright smile, "Aren't you used to it? Then I'll call you Miss Chiyo later."

The author has something to say:

As I mentioned before, after getting married, you will only be called "Miss Chiyo" at certain times.