what!
Mu Ershao's reply came unexpectedly, and Xiang Wan was so frightened that he almost slipped off his chair.
The male god said, for her, he must keep writing
Are you right
Mu Ershao, her distant dream!
So, he was also the one who rewarded her with a hundred thousand last time
Unable to understand why, Xiang Wan's heart was hanging, and his brows were furrowed in thought.
"What's wrong?" Bai Muchuan lay lazily on the bed, and asked lazily.
"That... Second Young Master Mu replied to me."
The reply was a little ambiguous. When Xiang Wan mentioned it to Bai Muchuan, he felt guilty.
But Bai Muchuan was obviously fine, "Isn't it normal to reply? When will you not reply to readers?"
"But..." But Er Shao Mu never replied to readers.
Why make an exception for her
Xiang Wan shrugged her shoulders, not daring to think too much, let alone tell Bai Muchuan what the content was, and carefully checked the other book reviews of "White List".
Then I found... under many book reviews, Mu Ershao's reply appeared.
Obviously copy and paste, that sentence is exactly the same.
"For you, I will keep writing."
"..."
The comment section exploded.
Mu Ershao updated, replied, and was so considerate.
The little fans were teary, and the pink hearts of the little girls were tickled...
Xiang Wan let out a long sigh of relief, "I'll go! So I'm not the only one who replied!"
Scared her to death! In this way, the rewarding Mu Ershao is not necessarily this Mu Ershao.
Xiang Wan was dizzy by herself, put down her phone and sighed, and turned around lazily, only to find that Bai Muchuan was looking at her with unfriendly eyes.
"You seem disappointed?"
"Uh, why not?" Xiang Wan rolled his eyes, "Not anymore. I just feel happy for nothing."
"Huh? Happy." He seemed to be chewing on this sentence, nodded, with meaningful eyes.
"I thought Second Young Master Mu was...the Second Young Master Mu who tipped me off." After Xiang Wan finished speaking, she looked at Bai Muchuan with a smile and stuck out her tongue, "Why don't you ask him for me? As long as the question is clear, I don't have to think about it anymore, I always feel short-handed... "
"Nervous!" Bai Muchuan lowered his face, "Let your man help you find a male god?"
"..."
"Hmph!" Bai Muchuan gouged her lazily. At the end, he waved to her, "Baby, come here—"
"..."
It's so nasty.
The corner of Xiang Wan's mouth twitched. Seeing him lying on the bed with a long hair, he walked over slowly, stood by the bed and asked him, "What are you doing?"
Bai Muchuan patted the side of the bed, "Sit down."
Xiang Wan frowned and sat down.
Ah! Bai Muchuan smiled and reached out to rub her head.
Xiang Wan: "..."
Her hair is very soft, smooth and smooth. After rubbing it, it is a little messy, making her face look small and playful...
Bai Muchuan lifted his lips, "It's getting late, go to sleep."
Xiang Wan hesitated for a moment, and with an oh sound, he slowly climbed up, threw off the quilt, and wrapped himself up in a ball.
"Go to sleep."
"Yeah." Bai Muchuan stretched out his arm, wanting to hug her, but before he touched her shoulder, he saw her frowning.
He couldn't help laughing, "I'm afraid it will happen like this, I won't eat you again."
"... not afraid, but nervous."
Xiang Wan's explanation still made him laugh.
"Okay, don't be afraid. Then, let's hug one."
Xiang Wan lingered next to him, but heard a sigh from him.
"I have to get out."
go out? Thinking about today's events, Xiang Wan glanced at his injured arm, "It's already here, why are you going?"
The corners of Bai Muchuan's mouth twitched, "Open another room, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be so stimulated that I'll die..."
"..."
"You don't understand men. If you hold back, you're afraid you'll die."
"… Ok."
Xiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at his arm again.
"The injury is okay, do you still need my help?"
"If you continue to help, I won't be able to hold back—I'll eat you!"
Bai Muchuan suddenly turned over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and stared at her face with a half-smile.
Xiang Wan glanced at him, "What are you doing!"
Bai Muchuan sighed and stood up with his arms propped up, "I really have to go—"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly hugged her and pressed her on the bed, and kissed her hard again.
"..."
Bai Muchuan didn't stop until both of them were out of breath and could hardly breathe.
"I really have to go!"
"..." Then you should go!
Xiang Wan looked at him, his body was about to burn, and there was a severe lack of fresh air.
"I'm leaving… "
"Hurry up." Xiang Wan pushed him.
"...what's the hurry, I have to get dressed!"
Bai Muchuan slowly, like "tearing" the tape off the bed, struggled to get up, tidied up neatly.
"This time I really left."
It can be said that I am extremely reluctant to "walk" several times in a row.
Xiang Wan pulled the quilt to cover herself, looked at his back, and really wanted to... complain about him.
Call him again.
…
Living alone in a hotel room, Xiang Wan didn't sleep well.
I tossed and turned on the bed for a while, thinking about it, but still couldn't fall asleep.
In the evening, it almost happened with Bai Muchuan—
For several months, driven by him, her feelings had ups and downs, and her life had changed so much that she still hasn't fully recovered. And the days without him, those days of asceticism, suddenly passed. Instead, there is a life with him.
From now on, her life will be filled with this man, allowing him to occupy all her space domineeringly...
In this way, will she become less and less like herself
Xiang Wan lay in bed reflecting for a long time, and received a message from Bai Muchuan.
"Go to bed early, good night."
"you too, good night."
Xiang Wan was going to ask about his wounds, but it was too late at this point, and if he talked with him again, he was afraid that the fire would flare up again and he would not be able to deal with it.
Simply, it is really "good night".
…
The next morning, she woke up to the sound of the doorbell.
Bai Muchuan stood at her door with a serious expression on his face.
Xiang Wan yawned and went to open the door. She glanced at her and was slightly taken aback, "You seem to be handsome again after sleeping? Why are you so stern? Didn't you wake up?"
"..."
"Did something happen?" Xiang Wan asked.
"Yes." Bai Muchuan walked in slowly, "Xiao Xiangwan, I have something to tell you."
His serious expression made Xiang Wan nervous, "Is it related to what happened yesterday?"
"En." Bai Muchuan nodded again.
Xiang Wan thought it was an incident at the hotpot restaurant yesterday, but unexpectedly, Bai Muchuan said something else, "There was a case in West Market, and the modus operandi was very similar to the Zhang Lu incident you encountered on the plane. However, Those few people are not as lucky as Zhang Lu. They all died."
"what!"
Xiang Wan's heart tightened and he gasped.
"what happened?"
Bai Muchuan briefly described the case. After Xiang Wan heard it, he felt lingering fears when he thought of what happened on the plane.
"How could it be such a coincidence? But in fact, Zhang Lu's matter really has nothing to do with me."
"I know." Bai Muchuan closed his eyes coldly, "If it's not related to you, it must be related to Zhang Lu."
Xiang Wan hummed, "I didn't do it, it can only be Zhang Lu herself. But why did she restrain herself and frame me in the same way as the murderer?"
After a pause, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly became excited and grabbed Bai Muchuan's hand.
"Bai Muchuan, Zhang Lu must be interrogated immediately, and don't end up with another—"
No proof.
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Today, I went to two primary schools in Zhaojue County of Liangshan Yi Autonomous Prefecture with the wind gathering group, which is the county where the "cliff village" that everyone paid attention to a while ago is located. Most of the children in the two primary schools are of the Yi nationality. Relatively speaking, there is a lack of educational resources here, but at present, the conditions are gradually improving. The children have received a lot of help at school and are very happy. They all like those postgraduate teachers who came to support teaching from Sichuan University and Zhejiang University very much. In remote and poor places, while disseminating knowledge to children, they are also running around, appealing, finding educational resources for them, and improving material conditions. Their youthful passion and passion are really touching—
I couldn't help sharing today's experience of collecting folk songs, um, let's continue - there will be another update later!