One sunny afternoon.
"Famas~"
Seem to hear a strange sound?
Famas paused for a moment with the pen in his hand, and soon continued writing on the book in his hand.
"Fa~Ma~Si~"
In the Dust Song Pot, Famas frowned and looked up at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study. Outside was the mountain scenery he was used to seeing. It seemed nothing special, as if it had all been his illusion before.
A leisurely paradise with peony camellias in bloom.
Before Famas started writing again, there was melodious music.
He opened the window, and a figure wearing light white clothes with a corset, bare feet, wings on his back, and holding a harp jumped in from the eaves.
"Wendy..."
Famas chuckled and turned back to continue working on his paperwork.
"Uh-huh~" Wendy responded, and sat down on the sofa nearby without being seen. She raised her little feet, swung them, and greeted Famas who was busy writing a book with a smile: "Good morning. .”
An imperceptible smile appeared on Famas's lips, he suddenly put down the pen in his hand, walked over to Wendy and sat down.
"How's your autobiography coming along?"
Wendy looked at the stack of papers in Famas's hand curiously.
"It's almost time to write about the first time we met."
Famas stretched out his hand and stopped Wendy's waist.
A numb feeling came over her, and Wendy fell involuntarily into Famas's arms. His belly was not covered by clothes, and now it was being touched by Famas's hands...
"Don't……"
Wendy resisted instinctively and couldn't muster the energy, so she could only fall into Famas's arms.
"Say something to me and I'll let you go."
Famas's hand gradually moved towards the bottom of Wendy's belly.
"Hmm~what?"
With numbness all over her body, Wendy could only look down at Famas' disturbing hands.
“It’s on the shelves, please subscribe!”
With a chuckle, Famas turned over, and when he was about to do something, a steady yet warm voice came.
"Based on common sense, today is the Seven Gods' Drinking Party, you..."
A man with a body as tall and tall as a pine, eyes as sharp as swords but with a gentle smile, and a gentle expression on his face entered the room.
Seeing the person coming, Wendy immediately stirred up the breeze and disappeared into Famas's arms.
"The cocktail party! I'll go try it first!"
The breeze made Zhongli's clothes rustle.
The sun was setting, and Famas's manuscripts were scattered on the ground.
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Ah, is the little story nice?
Now available!
It will be available at midnight tomorrow.
First of all, I would like to thank my editor-in-chief, Ruo Ye. Although we don’t chat much, the weekly recommendations have not stopped! Thank you so much!
Then, of course, I would like to thank all the readers who have supported me since writing the book (although they say I am short every time, I have updated it carefully! qwq)
I promised to post a lot of updates, at least five updates. Let’s see if I can code two more chapters tonight.
Then there are additional updates, there are no rules, but...
5000 reward plus one update, 15 monthly tickets plus one update (double monthly ticket!)
Is this request for more updates not too much? (uncertain)
That’s all. I originally wanted to talk about my original intention, but then I cried miserably. After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. The online world is too virtual and I can’t control it...
Don’t make my first order too ugly, readers (crying), if the first order exceeds 1,000, I will add more updates!
Ah, in addition, I recommend a group of book friends: 417935356 (none of them are serious people)
Thanks again to the readers who came all the way and supported me, and to my parents who provide me with food and clothing!
Hey! (laugh)
