Chapter 37 (1/2)

My stepmother is a capable woman. She has opened a small tea restaurant with her own strength. Her business is pretty good. I thought she would be busy in the restaurant at this time. I didn't expect to call her. She was at home --

”Xiao Nan, you are not working in the afternoon. Why are you so anxious Stepmother put Chu Yuan's Hukou page in a notebook and handed it to me who had just entered the door.

I didn't even change my shoes, so I stood at the door and waited. It's estimated that my stepmother was complaining about it. I quickly explained, ”Mom, I still have a policeman in my house. Can you hurry? I'll come back to see you some other day. Please don't look at me with such eyes. It's strange in my heart. ” Afraid of her asking, I didn't dare to tell her that Chu Yuan was also at home.

”It's almost the same,” the stepmother said with a smile. ”Your father will come back. I wanted to keep you for a while. Look how nice you are. Go. Remember what you said just now. When you come back, I'll make delicious food for you.”

I sweat, make delicious? How old do you think I am this year? I really don't know what to do with my stepmother. In her eyes, I never seem to grow up.

”Dad has no class today?”

My stepmother helped me to tidy up my collar and frowned at the same time. ”Who knows? I was called back by him. He said that a student who had taught before went to see him at school. He wanted to invite others to come to my home and make me prepare for it.”

Looking at my stepmother's puzzled expression, I know that she and I are equally surprised that the old man, who is rigid and big, has taken the initiative to invite people to come home. It's just sunrise in the West. Who can make him value it so much

Chu Yuan is too introverted. I'm not afraid that she will neglect Dong Xiaoye, but I'm afraid that Dong Xiaoye will be too talkative to let her know what to do, so I'm going to take a taxi.

As soon as I entered the door, I was quite surprised by the quiet atmosphere. Did winter night leave? As soon as the thought came out and nodded, I heard a soft snore coming from the back of the sofa. I looked around and saw that the girl was curled up in a group, sleeping!

Shit! What do you think of other people's living rooms? Your bedroom?!

I want to wake her up, but I can't bear it. If it wasn't for fatigue to accumulate to a certain extent, surely it would not be so for her? Not to mention, the violent girl's sleeping appearance is really sweet, like a greedy pig, while having a dream, while drooling, the corners of her mouth slightly cocked up, laughing at both pride and satisfaction, crystal clear gurgling bright silk, simple and pure, overflowing with a wisp of erotic sweet taste, making people can't help but want to stretch out their tongue to lick

If a woman really has thousands of purposes, this girl has such a lovely side, I secretly smile and shake my head, tiptoe back to my room.

Sure enough, Chu Yuan is sitting in front of my computer. It's not surprising to see me coming in. It's just a little red face. I probably thought that just now I ran into her to enjoy the scene of little zemaria. ”Shh, keep it down. She's asleep.”

”I saw it,” I went behind Chu Yuan, put the book with the Hukou page on the table, leaned down and padded the back of the chair with my little arm, pretended to be curious and scanned the novel Chu Yuan was writing, and thought that this was a good opportunity to ease the awkward relationship. ”How much has it been written?”

Chu Yuan didn't resent my intimate gesture, and continued to tap the keyboard, but the screen clearly reflected her cramped expression and twinkling eyes, ”three thousand words.”

”Three thousand words in less than two hours? You're too good! ” My praise is absolutely from the heart. Although I haven't written a novel, I haven't written less about work reports. Two or three thousand words at a time make me scratching my head for at least half a day.

As soon as Chu Yuan's eyes brightened, he stopped his fingers, raised his sharp little chin, and said proudly, ”what is this? I usually use 6000 words for two hours.”

”Then, by hand?” I asked with a little interest, ”how much can you write in an hour when you used to write by hand?”

”Eight hundred or so, at most one thousand words, if you input it again by computer, it will take at least four or five hours to revise the three thousand word section of the article...” The excitement of Chu Yuan's face immediately dimmed a lot, and her head hung slightly. Obviously, after tasting the convenience of using my computer, she was reluctant to return to the hard model of the past.