When listening to what Huang Rong read, Yao Yue felt a little weird in her heart.
Now that he said it, Yao Yue also reacted.
Although the name of Yi Tianxue in Lin Qingping's storybook is different from mine.
But his identity, personality and even appearance are almost identical to his own.
At this time, Huang Rong on the side said "tsk tsk" twice: "You dare to use the Grand Palace Master of Yihua Palace as a template to write a storybook, young man, you are very brave!"
Lin Qingping, who was drinking water from a cup, said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a simple personality. To be domineering, you must have a certain amount of capital."
"If the heroine doesn't have this image and personality, who would be interested in continuing to watch?"
"Too!"
Huang Rong thought for a while and then nodded.
Afterwards, Huang Rong continued to focus on the storybook and subconsciously read it while watching.
As the content was read out by Huang Rong, the image of a uniquely beautiful woman who was aloof and arrogant was also revealed.
The heroine is powerful, has a high status, and is aloof. She is a strange woman at that time.
But such a powerful heroine actually fell in love with a male disciple named Chu Heng who had just joined her sect.
Afterwards, the female protagonist began to contact the male disciples as an ordinary disciple.
During the process, the heroine takes the initiative to teach the hero martial arts and solves his problems.
All actions highlight the domineering nature of the heroine. For example, the hero must arrive at a certain time according to the regulations.
Whatever you want to eat, you have to buy it yourself, etc.
And when he sees that the male protagonist has contact with other female disciples, he will secretly ask someone to take the female disciple to other places.
The plot is full of ups and downs, with a hint of domineering sweetness in the middle.
The more Huang Rong watched, the more excited she became.
"Looking at Chu Heng who looked puzzled, Yi Tianxue felt ashamed and angry, and finally couldn't hold back and stepped forward quickly."
"After noticing Yi Tianxue's sudden aggressiveness, Chu Heng was shocked and subconsciously took a step back and pressed against the wall."
"Before Chu Heng could react from the slight pain caused by his back hitting the wall, a slender hand suddenly lifted up and directly brushed his ear against the wall."
"At the same time, Yi Tianxue's other hand lifted Chu Heng's chin."
"As their eyes met, Chu Heng's heartbeat began to beat rapidly at this moment."
"Scroll up, finished."
When the last word was read out, Huang Rong, who was looking at it enthusiastically, was stunned.
"Is this gone?"
Hearing this, Lin Qing said calmly: "Otherwise? How much do you think I can write in one afternoon?"
Huang Rong put the manuscripts written by Lin Qingping on the table and said, "How about you write more? At least finish this paragraph?"
The plots and stories in these storybooks written by Lin Qingping are actually relatively simple.
But I don’t know why, but it makes people feel like they can’t stop watching it, and they want to keep watching it.
Now that the key part is gone, how can Huang Rong bear it?
Lin Qingping said angrily: "What should I write about? It's getting dark, hurry up and cook, or you won't get a share of the wine tonight."
Seeing that Lin Qingping was really not going to continue writing today, Huang Rong walked toward the kitchen with a resentful look on her face.
Seeing this, Yao Yue was ready to leave Lin Qing's bungalow.
"Hey, Miss Leng, wait a minute.
wait. "
However, just when Yao Yue turned around, Lin Qingping suddenly called out to Yao Yue.
Amid Yao Yue's doubts, Lin Qingping walked to his bedside, then took a bamboo basket and handed it to Yao Yue.
"These clothes will trouble Miss Leng."
Seeing Lin Qingping's smile, Yao Yue was startled for a moment.
But the next second, Yaoyue realized what Lin Qingping meant.
But he wanted to let himself wash clothes for Lin Qingping.
Looking at the clothes in the bamboo basket, Yao Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cold feeling passed over her.
But after a few breaths, he took the bamboo basket handed over by Lin Qingping without saying a word and turned around and went out.
Half an hour later.
Seeing Yao Yue squatting by the basin and starting to rub her clothes under Huang Rong's guidance, Lin Qingping showed a satisfied smile on his lips.
I took out a stool and sat at the door of the kitchen, listening to the patter of rain and cracking melon seeds.
From time to time, I could smell the sound gradually coming from the kitchen.
Sometimes he turned his head and watched Yaoyue washing her clothes.
It didn't feel boring at all.
After all, the reason why a beautiful woman is a beautiful woman is that her every frown and smile can make people feel pleasing to the eye.
He glanced at the beautiful Yao Yue and Huang Rong who was busy in the kitchen.
Lin Qingping couldn't help but sigh.
"Life is so simple and unpretentious sometimes."
However, Lin Qingping was quite comfortable here.
Yao Yue, who was squatting next to her while washing Lin Qingping's clothes, heard the sound of Lin Qingping cracking melon seeds, but there was a bit of sullenness in her eyes.
I am willing to admit defeat and wash clothes for Lin Qingping, so that Yao Yue's arrogance will not make me deny it.
But the problem was that while he was busy, Lin Qingping openly sat next to him and ate melon seeds.
This is a bit exciting.
Therefore, feeling dissatisfied, Yao Yue couldn't help but increase the strength of scrubbing the clothes in her hands.
"Tsk!"
Then, in Lin Qingping's astonishment, his clothes were torn out in Yao Yue's hands.
Lin Qingping: "......"
Listening to this sudden voice, Lin Qingping looked at Yao Yue with deep eyes and a little doubt.
Feeling Lin Qingping's gaze, Yao Yue turned her head and glanced at Lin Qingping calmly.
"I promised to wash your clothes, but I never said they wouldn't get damaged."
After hearing the voice, Lin Qingping couldn't help but grin and said: "What you said makes sense, but I can't find any reason to refute it."
Hearing the hint of depression and helplessness in Lin Qingping's voice, Yao Yue raised her lips slightly with her back to Lin Qingping.
.......
at the same time.
On the streets of Changshan City.
A woman who was plainly dressed, had a pretty face, and looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old was walking slowly on the street with a shabby bag on her back.
In front of him was an old man with an old face but rich clothes.
What is particularly eye-catching is that the old man actually has petals made of pure gold as accessories on his head.
While walking, he was clearly in the rain, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier around the old man to isolate the rain.
