<div class="chapter-content">
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_01.js"></script>
 </div>
 The author has something to say: there will be another chapter today
 Since she told Cen Nan what she said, Liang Muqiu has also spent a few days of pure life.
 Cen Nan probably finished working from home, and went to the law firm to report early and returned late. He also staggered the time when he took Maodou to go out, and the two never bumped into each other once.
 The corridor in front of the door was quiet again, only the dim wall lamp illuminated the faint corridor.
 Only once, Liang Muqiu came back from the convenience store and found a bag of toys for small dogs with a sticky note on the door. It was in Cen Nan's handwriting, saying that these toys were bought before. Forgot to give the edamame.
 He stared at the note for a while, then took down the bag, picked up a few toys after entering the door, and threw them to Edamame to play with.
 Edamame is still stupid, doesn't understand anything, only knows silly music.
 Liang Muqiu couldn't help laughing when she saw that it ran too fast and fell on the buttocks.
 When he walked into the kitchen, he didn't know how to cook, so he just bought a bento box and put it on the plate, and it looked like a decent one.
 He finished dinner with Edamame in the restaurant, Edamame went back to the kennel to continue playing yarn balls, and he sat on the sofa and wrote the script.
 Just writing and writing, he will look up and take a look.
 However, the table was cold and empty, only the calla lilies bloomed silently in the green vase
 Being bored at home for four or five days, Liang Muqiu received a call from Song Wei.
 Song Wei asked him to go to their company's party, he could bring his relatives and friends.
 Liang Muqiu subconsciously refused.
 "Forget it, I don't like to participate in these, let alone your company," Liang Muqiu just woke up, drinking milk with a pillow on the sofa, yawning, "Go play by yourself. Well, have fun."
 Song Wei had already guessed it.
 
 "Don't, don't you know the people in our group very well? How long have you been staying at home? Anyway, come out to bask in the sun," Song Wei said bitterly, "I'm not letting you pick people back at the party. When I sleep at home, I just come here to get together and get to know more people."
 Liang Muqiu was delighted, "Your party was at night, not noon, what kind of sun did you see. Besides, I walked edamame every day, and I went out a lot. Yesterday, I talked to the aunt downstairs about the discount in the supermarket."
 Song Weicai does not play these word games with him.
 "Don't interrupt me, the clothes will be delivered to your door soon, remember to wear them, and drive to the Rongyi Hotel tomorrow night."
 After finishing speaking, Song Wei hung up the phone.
 Liang Muqiu has nothing to do, although Song Wei is kind and soft-hearted, but no one can be stubborn.
 Song Wei was determined to let him get out of the house, but it was better for him to be respectful than to obey.
 The clothes Song Wei prepared for him were delivered the next day.
 Song Wei is a fashion designer. She has a natural eye for picking clothes, and even accessories are attached, so Liang Muqiu doesn't need to worry about it.
 Liang Muqiu went to the cocktail party these years, and did not miss Song Wei for personal styling. Song Wei knew his size well.
 At half past six in the evening, Liang Muqiu packed up and went out with the car keys.
 At this time, Cen Nan was returning from get off work.
 As soon as the door opened, there was a long and narrow corridor, and the two met each other.
 Since leaving Liang Muqiu's house that day, it was the first time that Cen Nan saw Liang Muqiu.
 His eyes swept Liang Muqiu from top to bottom uncontrollably.
 Liang Muqiu was obviously dressed up, with a regular white shirt inside, but a small black embroidered leather jacket on the outside, revealing a narrow waist, black trousers stretched a pair of slender Legs, with strappy leather boots, the whole person is sassy and heroic.
 But his face is too beautiful, it dilutes the edge of the body, the skin is fair and delicate, the lips are probably smeared with lip balm, which is softer than usual, and the left ear is wearing A unilateral earring, the simplest style, wobbly, so swaying that people want to reach out and grab it and drop a kiss on it.
 At least Chen Nan wanted to do this.
 
 However, he still maintained his surface calm and asked, "Are you going out?"
 Liang Muqiu didn't expect to collide with Cen Nan.
 He was wearing this well-organized dress, facing Cen Nan, he didn't know where to put his hands.
 "Well, hang out with friends," he didn't deliberately show a cold face to Cen Nan, there was no need, "I'll go downstairs first, bye."
 After he finished speaking, he walked over, passed by Cen Nan, and pressed the elevator button.
 Liang Muqiu went to the basement to get the car.
 He came out just in time for the commute and drove very slowly, and it took more than 40 minutes to arrive at the Rongyi Hotel.
 Song Wei and the others held the party in the banquet hall on the first floor.
 Liang Muqiu caught a glimpse of sight as soon as he entered, and the beauties with clever smiles swept his eyes, both men and women. Fortunately, he was already proficient in this kind of situation, and he looked back with a chuckle, but he kept his feet and didn't mean to accept the invitation.
 Liang Muqiu found Song Wei amid the noise. Song Wei was chatting with his friends in the group. He was dressed quite well today, wearing an ordinary black dress, but with a bandage on his hand.
 He patted Song Wei on the shoulder.
 Song Wei turned around and smiled, "You're here."
 Song Wei's close colleagues also knew Liang Muqiu, and once misunderstood that Liang Muqiu and Song Wei were a couple.
 Liang Muqiu was too lazy to explain, and half-truths acquiesced, so everyone couldn't tell whether he was single or whether he didn't make it clear to Song Wei.
 Everyone likes good-looking people, especially those who are lively and friendly. Song Wei's colleagues have a good impression of Liang Muqiu.
 A girl named Irene handed a glass of wine to Liang Muqiu, "Qiuqiu, you are late, have a drink first."
 Liang Muqiu didn't refuse, he drank the wine and winked at people.
 Irene blushed when she was teased. Looking at Song Wei next to him, she hated how they were gay.
 Liang Muqiu asked Song Wei, "What excuse are you using to have a party?"
 Song Wei said with a smile, "Our company, we can find something to make fun of when we have nothing to do, not to mention the recent performance has been good, so we should relax for everyone." He bowed to Liang Muqiu, "I will come today. There are a lot of models, and compared with the receptions in your film and television circle, there are many good-looking ones, right?"
 Liang Muqiu swept around the room, and it was true that many of the people present had good looks, slender and tall bodies, and all of them looked like fairies in fairy tales.
 But he was subconsciously picky, these people are beautiful, but they are too light, they don't have a stable background, they should laugh more coldly, and they should be casual when the wind sweeps over them, It is not easy to be happy, and it is not easy to get angry, which makes people wonder what kind of mind is hidden under this skin.
 It took him a few seconds to realize that he was comparing with Cen Nan, and his face suddenly froze.
 Song Wei didn't pay attention, and took Liang Muqiu around the venue. In recent years, Liang Muqiu has been regarded as a rookie in the field of screenwriting, and several books written independently are also considered a little splashy, so there are many When people heard his name, their smiles became more sincere.
 Liang Muqiu exchanged several business cards with others, praising this perfume and that ring, but she was already bored.
 It didn't take long before he slipped away from Song Wei's hand like a fish.
 "I'll sit by the side for a while, and I'll come to you later."
 Song Weizheng was talking to people, and could not stop him, so he could only go with him.
 Liang Muqiu stood on the pillar on the edge, took out her mobile phone and played for a while.
 He went out anyway, took a photo and posted it in the circle of friends, and then went to get some snacks to eat.
 I was picking it up, and a hand stretched out beside it, pointing at a brown pastry, "This is delicious."
 He turned his head and saw a handsome face, with deep eyebrows, but clear eyes, making it impossible to tell his age, and his half-long golden hair hanging on his shoulders, making it more and more ethereal.
 Even a person like Liang Muqiu, who is used to sensuality, was stunned.
 The man smiled when he saw him like this.
 "Sorry, did I scare you."
 Liang Muqiu waved his hands again and again, there is such a commotion here, no one will be scared by a word.
 He heard the man in front of him ask him, "Are you Liang Muqiu?"
 Liang Muqiu nodded.
 "My name is Qin Jiuya," the man smiled, he looked as elegant as an elf, but his name was ancient, "I have read your book "Long Living and Farewelling" ,like very much."
 "Thank you."
 Liang Muqiu didn't expect to meet people who knew him here, but he searched frantically in his mind, but he didn't remember who Qin Jiuya was, he only vaguely felt that he was a model, and there was no topic for greetings.
 Fortunately, Qin Jiuya didn't care, but kept looking at him with a smile, "I'm a little embarrassed to say, I've always admired your script, but I didn't find a chance to meet you."
 Liang Muqiu didn't know if this person was being polite or telling the truth, so she could only nod her head in agreement, hoping to get away quickly.
 But he did not expect that this beautiful woman named Qin Jiuya really stood still and chatted with him about movies and scripts.
 From the "First Snow", which he won the Newcomer Award for the first time, to the recent "Story of the City" that Director Zhang is planning to shoot, it can be heard that Qin Jiuya is not perfunctory, but really loves it , There is a degree of progress and retreat between words, which makes people feel comfortable.
 Liang Muqiu slowly relaxed.
 In fact, rather than socializing like flowers and butterflies indoors, he still likes to chat with people like this, talking about things he likes.
 He drank several glasses of wine unknowingly, until Song Wei found him, and was surprised that he seemed to be drinking too much.
 Song Wei obviously knew Qin Jiuya and greeted in surprise, "Mr. Qin."
 Qin Jiuya also smiled and touched a glass with him.
 Liang Muqiu put his hand on Song Wei's hand to stabilize himself.
 Song Wei asked worriedly, "How much did you drink?"
 Liang Muqiu felt sober, "Not much."
 Since Song Wei is here, he is not ready to continue chatting with Qin Jiuya, after all, he is a stranger, so click on it and stop.
 "Mr. Qin, I'll go to rest for a while with my friends." He smiled at Qin Jiuya.
 Qin Jiuya nodded and said yes, but took out her mobile phone and asked with a smile, "Can I exchange contact information with you?"
 Liang Muqiu did not refuse.
 Song Wei was on the side, her eyes were quite subtle.
 After exchanging calls, Liang Muqiu followed Song Wei away.
 When he was far away, he asked Song Wei, "Is this Mr. Qin a super model?"
 Song Wei was amused, "You don't know each other, and you have been chatting with people for so long. He used to be a model for a while, but he has long since retired. Now he is the boss of a model company."
 He glanced at Liang Muqiu's face, "Mr. Qin, he has a good reputation in the circle, he is rich and gentle, and he likes it a lot. He took the initiative to talk to you, he is quite rare."
 He arched the arched beam Muqiu, with a little teasing.
 He couldn't get used to Liang Muqiu's being a monk all these years, and he was eager to pack Liang Muqiu and send it out.
 Liang Muqiu thought of going elsewhere, "Ah, he is so beautiful, he is actually a 1. But yes, he is so tall."
 He didn't have any romantic feelings about him in his mind.
 Song Weiyi choked, I have never seen such a stunned person.
 
 Thinking of Cen Nan, he looked sideways at Liang Muqiu and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you say you met Cen Nan last time, and then did he contact you?"
 Liang Muqiu was startled, not knowing how to answer.
 Not only did they meet, but he also let people enter the house.
 He took another sip of wine in disguise, blinked his eyelashes, half-truth, "I met a few times again, he wants to see edamame."
 It took Song Wei a while to remember that the edamame was raised by Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu.
 
 He accompanied Liang Muqiu for a while, and another acquaintance came to him. He was going to socialize with people. Before leaving, he told Liang Muqiu, "Don't drink too much, your face is red. It's time to leave already."
 Liang Muqiu agreed well, but he was sitting on the sofa, the scenery and lights in the banquet hall danced in a ball, and the sound of men and women laughing seemed to come from far away, he stared at the phone , unknowingly drank cup after cup.
 On his mobile phone page is Cen Nan's WeChat page.
 Just exchanged WeChat with that Mr. Qin, and caught him off guard and saw the dialogue between Cen Nan and him, and stopped at Cen Nan and asked him if he wanted to eat peaches.
 His finger was on the delete key.
 Since it has been decided not to have any more intersections, it seems unnecessary to keep the contact information.
 But he didn't press down.
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_02.js"></script>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 Liang Muqiu seriously doubted if he had read the astrology forecast when he went out today.
 He borrowed a fire in the bar, but borrowed it from his ex-boyfriend.
 It is said that old partners would never contact each other. However, they hadn’t seen each other for seven years, yet this bastard was not only not old, but also more handsome than before.
 Especially when Cen Nan lit a cigarette for him in the dim light, his eyelashes drooped slightly, like when he kissed him under the blossoming tree seven years ago.
 Liang Muqiu: Damn it, why was he still a little excited?
 It took a long time for Liang Muqiu to wake up.
 From the moment he saw Cen Nan, what he wanted to borrow was not fire, but a kiss of reunion after a long separation.
 After seven years of separation, he still loved the same person.
 Coincidentally, so did Cen Nan.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Gawain is dead and was transmigrated, but there was a slight problem during the process. 
 After floating for more than a hundred thousand years on a different continent, he felt that he might need a body to become a complete transmigrator, but he did not expect that…
</div>

<div class="content">
 A great demon king who came from another world to conquer Earth. To save the Earth, Li Luyou could only first take care of this great demon king… a little girl proclaiming herself Her Imperial Princess.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Luo Yi had secretly loved Chu Chen for quite a while and discovered that Chu Chen seemed to really like. . .
 Um. . . really like certain 18+ things. . .
 So Luo Yi decided to follow Chu Chen’s lead and walked onto a path of being f*cked. . .
</div>

<div class="content">
 The planet was invaded by the Tates, and suffered from the devastation of the last ages. In the crisis of survival, some humans awakened powers, and they realised that those mutant beasts could cooperate with their own consciousness and increase their fighting power to two times more.
 This kind of animal was called Warpet. Shu Xiaohui was somewhat different from others. When the Tates invaded, he became a hamster and silently felt the presense of another powerful person.
 Chen Chengduo watched his companions slowly find their warpet, and wondered where his one was until one day he saw Shu Xiaohui with his mouth full of melon seeds in the corner of the wall…
 Others were warpet, his was only just a pet right…
 Hamster: You… You don’t look at my small size. I have lucky BUFF!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Yan Shuang is an old veteran of the Transmigration Bureau. Once he finishes one last book, he’ll be able to make a lump-sum withdrawal of the pension he’s accumulated across various books and live a happily retired life.
 There’s good news once he enters the book — He’s the protagonist.
 Bad news? — He’s the protagonist of an angsty, dog blood novel.
 Before him lay five highly toxic relationship plotlines with the same shou but different gongs.
 Scum Gong 1: Master-servant contract with physical and mental abuse aplenty 
 Scum Gong 2: Carving out one of your kidneys for the white moonlight 
 Scum Gong 3: Brainwashing/reconditioning shame play 
 Scum Gong 4: You’re nice but unfortunately not clean enough 
 Scum Gong 5: Save him and I can marry you
 Yan Shuang: He’s eager to retire already, hurry up ba
</div>

<div class="content">
 Li Qingzhou, who had been sick for many years, died and was systematically bound to an old romance novel, where he became the villain.
 This villain was beautiful, but had a gloomy personality and was wheelchair-bound with leg problems….
 Li Qingzhou bursts into tears and rolled on the ground crying, “I won’t do it! I refuse!”
 System: “Your leg will be fine as soon as you complete the mission.”
 Li Qingzhou sat back up: “What mission? I’ll take it!”
 The task: Find a lover for the male protagonist’s uncle Liu Bohuai to prevent him from ending up alone.
 Then the system sent him into the book and left, but before leaving it threw a gold finger to Li Qingzhou, however it fell on the wrong person…..
 Since then, Liu Bohuai has been able to hear the voice in Li Qingzhou’s heart and see the mood bubbles rising from the top of his head.
</div>

<div class="content">
 New Zealand underwent sudden changes and all humans and animals began to feel unimaginable hunger. At the same time, they begin their transformation into monsters as they feed voraciously.
 The chef Bai Yi with his daughter struggles for survival every step of the way, only to find that the entire New Zealand has transformed into a devil island. This, was only the start of the change to the entire world.
 Starting from powerful physical strength to mystical skills and then to magnificent battle techniques, will they be able to find a long peaceful future? From the evolution that humanity themselves triggered, the fate of the entire world is completely changed.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Xie Ning knew that his boyfriend was a player, seeing him pine after his white moonlight, and caught him with a little fox in bed. After finding out his boyfriend was cheating on him with that little fox, the boyfriend became the ex-boyfriend. His ex-boyfriend’s white moonlight coincidentally just returned to China, so everyone around Xie Ning looked at him with sympathy.
 Xie Ning: “…”
 Xie Ning: “No, I really did dump that player.”
 One day, his ex-boyfriend’s white moonlight suddenly proposed to him.
 Everyone: !
 Xie Ning: ?
</div>

<div class="content">
 The day he snaps her virginity, he loses himself to her. Over a night, the frugal orphan girl Lu Raorao who everyone loathes becomes the daughter-in-law of Qing Family, making everyone jealous. Before people, he is the superior hardhearted CEO, while behind people, he is the husband who dotes on his wife. “Mr. President, give me a break.” She feels sore in her garden. And he smiles and flings himself upon her who has just pulled herself together again… 
 “Okay. Wait till your afterlife.”
</div>

<div class="content">
 What to do when an omega wakes up in ancient times without an alpha and with a shortage of inhibitors! 
 Little master omega: have to find
 A wife crazy local in the village x petite little master content
</div>

<div class="content">
 The later generations immensely revered Great Wei’s Jianan Emperor. During the period of his reign, Great Wei entered its golden era. 
 Interestingly, all the records, that glorified his accomplishments unanimously agreed, that Jianan Emperor had only one flaw in his life: He favored only imperial noble consort! 
 Zhou Tong was very annoyed. She time-traveled out of blue, didn’t even have time to take a breath, and yet, already had to deal with troubles. 
 What? The original owner of her body was a walk-on cannon fodder*? She couldn’t even be regarded as a second female lead? 
 Zhou Tong is angry! Change, it must change! This plot needs a beautiful turn around in order to be worthy of sis’s coquettish personality! 
 This is a story of the unfortunate time-traveling lass, who possessed the body of reborn aboriginal maiden and became the Great Wei’s beloved imperial consort.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Introduction to the Glory of the Sun God.
 A life with the power of the sun, through the story of the world of Marvel.
 The sun in mythology is the great existence that controls the alternating of time series, the growth of all things, the restraint of all dark evils, the master of light and flame.
 The sun in reality is a member of the star. The greatest celestial body in the universe. It is the ultimate existence of magnetic attraction.
 What happens when these forces are concentrated on one person.
</div>

Borrowing a Kiss

Chapter 8: party

You'll Also Like

NovelsNook - Explore Fan-Fiction Novels Online Free!

Borrowing a Kiss

Chapter 8: party

You'll Also Like