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[Meng Huiqing: An Da, are you feeling unwell, why don't you update "Zhu Xian"? Is something wrong? Or did you forget? 】

Shu Cheng was playing with his mobile phone under the covers, watching the news from Meng Huiqing, the corners of his bright red lips rose slightly.

[An Zhiruosu: Have an in-depth exchange of feelings with my daughter-in-law. 】

Meng Huiqing: "..." This wave of operations is very sao, and suddenly I feel that An Zhiruo is not so cold.

[Meng Huiqing: After a day? 】

[An Zhiruosu: Almost. 】

Meng Huiqing rolled her eyes, yes, yes, very strong, very strong!

Physical strength is really good.

[Meng Huiqing: Is sister-in-law cool? 】

This time it was Shu Cheng's turn to be speechless, recalling that a certain man was in such a good state of mind that he couldn't be better, and seeing his backache, how angry he was!

But on the outside, you must save face.

Men want to save face, and so does she.

Although... she is not a man.

[An Zhiruosu: Yes. 】

Meng Huiqing: "..." If netizens knew this was the reason, your wife might be beaten to death.

[Meng Huiqing: You posted on V blog before, why didn't you update it? 】

[An Zhiruosu: I suddenly found it quite amusing. 】

[Meng Huiqing: Where is the fun? 】

【An Zhiruosu: You can't get used to me and you can't kill me. 】

Meng Huiqing: "..." You won, you really won.

Yes, very strong!

You will be beaten to death if you go out like this.

[Meng Huiqing: Many netizens are suggesting that you stop posting "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" in the early morning. 】

【An Zhiruosu: If they tell me not to post it, if I don't post it, wouldn't I lose face? 】

Meng Huiqing: "..." This isn't Anda, right? What's the matter with such a second-year breath?

[Meng Huiqing: Anda, your account has been hacked? 】

[An Zhiruosu: ... Are you free? 】

Meng Huiqing: "..." Well, this is Anda.

Every time An Zhiruosu posted this sentence, it meant that An Zhiruosu's chapters had to be published by him.

[An Zhiruosu: Young man, the great task of saving the spiritual world of mankind is entrusted to you. This is the manuscript of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". 】

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Shu Cheng is not surprised by the popularity of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern". The title of An Zhiruo Su can attract hundreds of millions of readers. In addition to the quality and theme of "Ghost Blowing Lantern", it is difficult not to be popular.

With a sound of "click—", the lights in the room were turned on.

"Turn off your phone and go to sleep." The man's lazy and noble voice drifted into Shu Cheng's ears.

"I remember that my room door is locked." Shu Cheng poked his head out from under the quilt, looking at Rong Junyi with a pair of dark eyes, the corners of his dark red lips were raised, and the messy short hair did not affect the boy's handsomeness in the slightest.

"Oh." The man replied lightly, and then resolutely lay down on Shu Cheng's bed.

"Where's your face?" Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly disgusted, this is not his cold and restrained daughter-in-law.

"Here you are." Rong Junyi shrank into the bed with a serious face, he had learned the essence of the youth's shameless skills.

Shu Cheng was confused: "..." Is this mocking her thick skin again?

"Get out." Shu Cheng was out of breath, bent his legs, and kicked the man beside him fiercely.

The man flashed quickly, clutching a certain part, looking at the boy with grievance in his eyes.

Shu Cheng touched his nose, and the pair of jet-black eyes under the broken black hair looked at a certain part of the man in embarrassment, and suddenly asked, "Can it still be used?"

The man's face darkened instantly when he heard this sentence, and he gritted his teeth: "You, what do you mean?"