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Hearing An Yuanyao's words, Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment. Looking at the other party's face, he could clearly see that the other party was asking him seriously.
Think for a moment.
"It's okay"
Liu Changqing gave his answer after thinking for a moment, and then he felt a little strange about An Yuanyao who asked this question.
"Why do you suddenly ask me if I like short hair?"
"Just now Zhao Xuanwen's motherdoes she look good with short hair?"
""
An Yuanyao's words made Liu Changqing a little stunned. Then after he realized what he said, he suddenly felt the urge to laugh.
He suppressed his smile and moved his face to the side where An Yuanyao was.
He looked at her with both eyes and lowered his voice.
"So what do you want to say?"
"Just now I looked at you and kept staring at her"
"Do you think I like her type?"
"Um¡¡"
"What on earth are you thinking about in your head?"
Sitting upright again, Liu Changqing reached out and turned the car key to start the car.
An Yuanyao looked at him with a somewhat anxious tone.
"so you¡¡"
"dislike."
Liu Changqing gave his own answer. After checking that there were no pedestrians behind the car, he drove away.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? said.
"Don't think about such small and messy things. I know what I like."
""
An Yuanyao was silent, not talking.
"Speechless all the way, Liu Changqing returned to the company.
After parking the car, he opened the door and got out of the car. He stood beside the car and waited for An Yuanyao for a while. After seeing that the other party also got out of the car, they walked in together.
An Yuanyao returned to her own small room.
Liu Changqing went to Feng Qian's office.
Opening the door, Feng Qian was not found. Instead, there were only two children lying on the table looking at Liu Changqing who came in through the door.
Liu Xiazhi quickly got down from the chair and trotted up to Liu Changqing, with a worried expression on her face.
After hesitating for a while, he finally asked.
"Is shesick?"
"I want to call you sister."
Patting his daughter on the head, Liu Changqing corrected her title, and then continued.
"She just has some stomach discomfort."
"Is itthat she gets a stomachache when I say I hate her?"
Liu Xiazhi said this with her little head held high.
This made Liu Changqing stunned for a short time.
¡°My daughter is caring about that little girl?
I originally thought that Zhao Xuanwen would hold her in his arms every time he saw her, which would make Liu Xiazhi hate him very much, but judging from her daughter's reaction, did she show affection?
Looking at her daughter's eyes, there was obviously some worry in them.
Grinning.
"Don't worry, I just ate too many popsicles, so Xia Zhi should be more careful and don't eat too many popsicles, otherwise you will also get a stomachache."
"Um!"
"Also, don't always say you hate others in the future. This is very rude. If others often say they hate you, will you feel unhappy too?"
"I¡¡"
Liu Xiazhi couldn't answer her father's words for a moment. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say, so she finally nodded.
"I knowit won't happen again"
"That's right!"
After rubbing his daughter¡¯s head, Liu Changqing walked forward, pulled out a chair and sat on it.
An Yuanyao is much more powerful than him.
Now that An Yuanyao has joined him, his daily workload has been greatly reduced, and now he has nothing to do.
Pokemon has come to an end, and only the final background music problem has not yet been solved, but these are left to Feng Qian to deal with.
Now Liu Changqing has nothing to do.
With nothing to do, he fell into the role of a dad. He just came to the office every day and watched his two children do their homework. When he had nothing to do, he would turn on the computer to code
The first volume of "Fights to Break the Sky" has been published and sold, with average sales, but fortunately it has increased Liu Changqing's income.
After writing too much, Liu Changqing discovered the disadvantages of writing novels.
The reason why I chose to write about Fighting to Break the Sky in the first place was because of the popularity of this book in my previous life and its familiar routines.
But after all, it has been a long time. Although there is a vague plot in his mind, it gradually deviates from the theme as he writes. Liu Changqing has made up a lot of plots that never happened in the original work.
Fortunately, it didn¡¯t collapse.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????, and then pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger, but there are too many repetitive routines, which will inevitably cause readers' aesthetic fatigue.
Occasionally, when I read the messages in the comment area, I saw that many readers began to express their opinions on this repetitive routine.
But Liu Changqing had no choice.
He also wanted to write a more famous work in his previous life, but he sat in front of the computer and couldn't even compile the first chapter.
Leaning his head on the chair, Liu Changqing looked at the ceiling.
??Thinking in my heart.
When you finish writing this book, let¡¯s close it
Feng Shuyan gently put down the pen in her hand, picked up the Chinese textbook placed in front of her, jumped off the chair and jogged to Liu Changqing's side, stretched out her little hand and pulled Liu Changqing.
This made Liu Changqing come back to his senses from his fugue.
He tilted his head and looked at Feng Shuyan aside, and said.
"What's wrong?"
"Fat uncle, what does this sentence mean?"
After saying this, Feng Shuyan raised the Chinese textbook in her hand and pointed with her finger.
Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took the textbook handed over by Feng Shuyan, placed it in front of his eyes, and started reading.
It is an ancient poem.
""
The brows gradually wrinkled.
Who wrote this? How come I¡¯ve never seen it before? The dynasty is the Zhou DynastyThe author, Wang Bai?
Is there such a person? Why don't you have any impression?
He tilted his gaze and glanced at Feng Shuyan, who was standing next to him. Liu Xiazhi also stood aside as if joining in the fun.
The two children looked at Liu Changqing.
I focused my attention on the book again, and the more I read, the more baffling I felt. Why did I learn such profound poems in elementary school in February and March?
Goose Goose Qu Xiang Xiang Tiange came right away.
"Wellthis poem"
"Eh? When did you come back?"
Feng Qian pushed the door open and walked in. He saw Liu Changqing surrounded by two children. His words suppressed what Liu Changqing was about to make up.
Watching Feng Qian come in, Liu Changqing's eyes lit up.
"Come on, Lao Feng, please explain the meaning of this poem to your daughter. I have something to take care of."
With that said, he reached out and handed the textbook to Feng Qian.
He didn¡¯t know what happened, but the subconscious reaction of humans drove Feng Qian to reach out and take it, and looked at the book in his hand.
"Isn't this "Spring Love" written by Wang Bai?"
"Yes, you tell your daughter first, and I'll go out for a while."
With these words, Liu Changqing quickly stood up from his chair, passed Feng Qian and rushed out of the door.
The three people in the room looked at Liu Changqing walking out of the door. Feng Qian was a little confused about this behavior.
"What's the matter so urgent?"
Putting all this aside, he looked at his daughter. Feng Qian sat on the chair and began to explain the meaning of the poem to his daughter from the first sentence. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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