I married a male green tea in the female world

Chapter 324 A Work

Xie Heyong was tossing and turning on the soft couch in the study, his mind was in a mess.

Is he asleep now?

Will he not cry?

After thinking about it, Xie Heyong couldn't sleep anymore, sitting in the study and brushing his hair.

Jiang Rong stood outside the study window and looked at her like this. She was a little worried in her heart. After staring for a long time, she left silently.

The two stayed like this for a day.

One night, Jiang Rong fell asleep, and suddenly his back was leaning on something. When he turned around, he found that it was Xie Heyong, and he didn't know when she came, but this meeting seemed to have fallen asleep and slept soundly. Sweet.

Jiang Rong felt that her heart was like a sea, and the icebergs that were floating on it all sank when she saw her.

He stretched out his long arms and took Xie He Yong into his arms, hugging them tightly.It was only now that he really felt how much he missed her, and his thoughts were about to collapse.

He thought that he should reject Chu Ying's proposal.
After staying up late at the desk for many days, Xie Heyong did not achieve anything, she successfully wrote a novella.I wanted to use this to make Jiang Rong happy, and take him down a step by the way, so that it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

But after finishing writing, she sat alone in the study, blowing the cold wind, and suddenly felt that the night was dark and silent.

It is a very lonely thing to live alone in the world, as she used to be.But now, she lives in the love of the whole family, but Jiang Rong has only himself, just like she used to be.

She knew that he encountered a very distressing thing, because he refused to tell her, so she was angry and depressed.

But because this concern didn't get a response, she turned away from him in a fit of anger, left him alone, and let him face it himself, it was really too bad.

The two ended the Cold War with a tacit understanding.

Let's talk about Xie Heyong's novels, which are some reverie works about the future that she wrote to them in combination with the characteristics of that era.

Based on the current level of technology and surpassing history in the name of fiction, Xie and Yong gave them some guidance on the direction of development.After all, wisdom is infinite, and a little inspiration from imagination may allow some people to create miracles.

Because Xie Wenhui was still in Beijing, Xie Heyong went to her grandmother to discuss the matter.

"Honey, what is this?" Xie Lan took it with a smile and looked over it carefully.

Xie and Yong Jingjing waited for her to finish reading, and asked, "What does grandma think?"

"It's original and not out of the norm, but the writing is really green, there are many inappropriate words, and the words don't convey the meaning. It's a pity!" Xie Lan touched and gave her own evaluation, "Who wrote this?"

"I wrote your granddaughter."

"What??" Xie Lan opened it again and looked at it again, and then a pair of phoenix eyes shone brightly, "I am so young, and I have such a skill in calligraphy, look at this calligraphy, it is even more charming! I said that the person who can write such a unique article must be a person from Yuxiang Qiongsi. Sure enough, other than Ning’er’s good grandson, who else can afford this praise?”

"." The corner of Xie Heyong's mouth twitched, her grandmother's attitude changed too much, "It's just that my granddaughter's writing is really not good, so I asked my grandmother for advice."

Xie Lan waved her hand, "How can you say that? What's wrong with this writing? Ning'er, you are still young and you are writing for the first time. You are truly amazing to have such a work!"

"Grandmother, don't brag about your granddaughter too much." Xie He Yong Fu'er, "I don't have the face to listen to such brag."

"Okay, come on, grandma will teach you how to change it first. We just need a little, a little bit of polish, and it's a masterpiece."

Half a month later, this novel named "Smile" by Xie Heyong was published in Xie's bookstore. The novel genre quickly attracted many people, and the booklet was even in short supply.

Later, someone unintentionally tore open the butterfly-bound pages of the book, and found that there was a line of small characters written on the side glued between each two pages—Giving to my husband Jiang Rong.

As a result, the gift of book teasers is all the rage.

(End of this chapter)