"Huh? Huh!" Xiao Jin had a meal in his mouth and didn''t know what he was talking about.

    "How many people can''t even eat?" Du Ziyuan stretched out his hand and pulled out all the hair she had eaten into her mouth to tidy it up, and then wiped the rice grains on her face with his hand. There was no way. He had only one towel at home and wiped some special parts. It was impossible to wipe the girl''s face.

    After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing it, Xiao Jin giggled, "it''s delicious."

    "You are used to eating delicacies. You will feel delicious only if you eat some home-made dishes occasionally." for some reasons, Du Ziyuan grew up eating the meals of his neighbors. He doesn''t think how delicious these dishes are, just ordinary. It''s not something that can shine, surf and volcanic eruption. Xiao Jin will like it entirely because of the freshness.

    "It''s really delicious."

    "All right, all right, eat yours." Du Ziyuan picked up the dishes and chopsticks and swept them into her mouth like garbage. Xiao Jin is worthy of being a dragon. His mouth is like a rubber man. He catches all the food.

    After feeding, Du Ziyuan began to eat his own. Straight men always eat fast. He finished eating in a few minutes. When he was full, he planned to go out for a walk. When he went outside the door, he found that Xiao Jin had really washed his clothes and hung them all.

    He checked the past one by one and found that it was really clean and had a faint fragrance. Du Ziyuan didn''t remember that his soap horn powder had such a strong decontamination effect, so he asked Xiao Jin, "what did you wash it with? It''s so clean? It''s very fragrant."

    At this time, the paralysis of hands and feet was reduced a lot. Xiao Jin, who was already able to walk, said to him with an expression of "praise me" on his face: "Hey, I washed it with saliva. It smells good."

    "It''s ambergris, huh?! ambergris!" Du Ziyuan suddenly responded, "ambergris is not Longkou Water!"

    "Yes," Xiao Jin nodded naturally. "I can chew this dress in my mouth and it will be clean."

    Du Ziyuan suddenly looked loveless, which made him how to wear these clothes in the future. At that time, her saliva smell all over his nose. Even if it smells good, it still has a great psychological impact.

    He felt more and more that he had received a loss maid, and even his brain hole was wide open. He also made up the story that Xiaojin was actually abandoned by the whole dragon family. Otherwise, why didn''t a dragon family come to her for so long after she failed to cross the robbery? He didn''t believe she didn''t have a subpoena prop.

    Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that Xiao Jin was very poor. Her father didn''t love her (brain tonic), and she was still mentally retarded. Look at her silly way of staring at the hermit crab on the ground.

    "Forget it, it''s like adopting a disabled person to contribute to the society... Shit! What are you doing! Spit out the hermit crab!"

    "Bah! It''s awful."

    “……”

    Du Ziyuan, who felt that he was out of sight, got into the studio again after digesting dinner. Xiao Jin obediently didn''t bother him.

    One night later, Du Ziyuan completed 12 pages of painting again, which was absolutely the same painting speed.

    Feeling a little sleepy, he walked out of the studio and found Xiao Jin lying on his bed without any defense. Because the sleeping face was so ugly, the two big balls in front of her chest showed a third.

    "This must have f, alas, it''s a pity that he is mentally retarded." Du Ziyuan shook his head, pulled a blanket and fell asleep on the floor.

    He can''t go into the studio to sleep. After going in, he won''t be affected by danger, and the studio''s self-defense system won''t be triggered.

    ……

    While Du Ziyuan was sleeping, Pei Mingyang was taking his escort Lao Wu to a closed room in a house dozens of miles away from him.

    "Childe, it''s been a day. Do you want to wait any longer?" old five stood behind Pei Mingyang, and his tone already revealed a trace of impatience.

    Pei Mingyang smiled and said, "don''t worry. Do you and I still see few people with strange temper these years?"

    "That''s true," the fifth nodded and looked at the door. "I hope he has the talent to deserve this temper."

    Just then, the originally closed door was suddenly opened, and a young man with ink all over his face and hair as messy as a chicken nest and several brushes inserted on it came out of the house. He also held a thick stack of manuscript paper in his hand.

    Although he was sloppy, the stack of manuscript paper was unusually clean and tidy. "Look!" the young man raised the manuscript directly in front of Pei Mingyang.

    The latter took it with both hands and didn''t find a place to sit down. He read it silently on the spot.

    One page, two pages

    After reading the thick 50 pages of manuscript paper, Pei Mingyang couldn''t help reading it again from the beginning. He didn''t stop until the fifth time. He carefully arranged the manuscript paper, and then looked at the boy.

    The latter said nothing, but a pair of panda eyes were full of confidence.

    Pei Mingyang sighed: "Mr. Yiye, I have to say that I am convinced by your story. Now, on behalf of Tiangang sect, I officially invite you to our serial novel Tiangang Zhi!"

    As the largest entertainment giant in Aolan country, Tiangang Zong naturally has more than one book under his name, and the user groups are also different. But to say that the most widely sold is undoubtedly the earliest Tiangang Zhi, which can be called the national reading of Aolan country. It can be said that no one in Aolan country doesn''t know Tiangang Zhi.

    It is the highest honor of a novelist in Ao Lan country to be able to serialize novels in Tiangang Zhi. This is a chance that many people ask their grandparents to tell them that they may not be able to get in a lifetime. Old five has seen too many authors cheering because they get the opportunity to serialize, but the young man seems to be a little different.

    "Serial," he said absently, scratching his fluffy hair, "OK, but you have to promise me one thing."

    "What''s the matter?" if others say this, Pei Mingyang may ignore it, but the young man in front of him has enough talent, so he also has enough patience.

    "Well... I haven''t thought of it yet," the boy pulled his underpants, adjusted his egg path and said casually, "can I tell you when I think of it?"

    "No harm." Pei Mingyang still agreed.

    This can''t help but make the old five look at the boy more. It seems that his talent is really very important.

    "So, when can we go?" the boy asked again. Pei Mingyang had previously promised to let him settle in the imperial city of Aolan country. He and an old housekeeper were the only people in his family, and there were not many objects. If you want to move, you can start at any time.

    "No hurry, I have another place to go..."