Quick-wearing green tea, she is so charming

Chapter 1415 One Hundred Thousand Reasons to Procrastinate (16)
Everyone saw that this person was so shameless, and he stomped on a few boats to copy Gou Ruan Fan and eat men hard. This was a minefield for many people.

[Stewed Pears in Ginger Soup: That romance book has been solved, it is going to be taken off the shelves, and the money will be refunded to the babies.

Dear readers, when looking for a boyfriend, don't be fooled by temporary rhetoric, keep your eyes open. ]
[Hug my wife, feel distressed. ]
[Unexpectedly, the two I like are actually the same person, the two chefs are ecstatic! ]
[Madam, I have fallen into a pit of suspense!Ask for more! ]
Jiang Cha directly sued the two of them.

For the huge compensation, Ning Tianyang's family went bankrupt and borrowed money to make up for it.

The same is true for Qian Mingyue.

After the matter came to an end, after Jiang Cha published all the [-] words, he said that he would take a break and update the text.

After adding cat food to the cat that day, she went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and she was already tired of eating takeaway.

As a result, he walked halfway, but was directly pulled into the van.

She couldn't see the other person's face clearly, so she was covered with a towel and passed out.

Jiang Cha cursed inwardly, the bronze horn is not strong enough.

The Bronze was also wronged, and he never thought that in such a peaceful age, there could be a scene of kidnapping.

When I woke up, I heard the sound of fans turning, and the surrounding temperature was a bit low.

Jiang Cha shivered, opened his eyes and found himself in a very dark room.

She moved, her hands were tied behind her back, she was fixed on a chair, and her eyes were covered with a black cloth.

His mouth was not blocked, and he was able to speak.

"Is anyone there?" Jiang Cha asked tentatively, "Come out! Is there anyone!"

squeak-

The door was pushed open and someone came in.

The man was wearing leather shoes, and they made noise when they stepped on the ground.

As it got closer, ginger tea smelled a fragrance, it was a men's perfume and it was not cheap, it seemed that Ning Tianyang was not the person Ning Tianyang was looking for out of embarrassment.

"Hello." The man said, his voice was cold.

"Who are you?" Jiang Cha asked, vigilant.

"I'm your reader." The man said, then sat across from her, tapping his fingers on the table.

This is a closed room with two chairs and a table, and there is a fan spinning constantly at the high wall window behind the girl.

Overall, it looked like an interrogation room.

"Reader?" Jiang Cha said in silence, did the reader kidnap the author? ? ? ?

"Yeah." The man nodded and responded softly, "I've read the book "The Man She Died" you wrote many times, and I like it very much."

"Thank you for your liking, but what are you doing?" Jiang Cha asked tentatively.

"You haven't updated in half a month, I'm here to remind you to update." The man's voice was lazily, without any threat.

It's just that what he said was weird in itself.

"Ahem, ahem, you kidnapped me just to remind me?" Jiang Cha's expression was complicated.

"I tipped and voted for Da Da, left hundreds of messages, and only got one sentence, 'Thank you, I will definitely do it next time'." The man's voice was full of resentment, "So I was excited for a while, and I used this kind of extreme method."

"You're not a little bit, it's very dangerous." Jiang Cha sighed, "You're going to let me go soon."

"That piece of fish is big, tell me how the follow-up will develop? Who is the real murderer?" The man didn't move, put his hands on the table, and stared straight at the person in front of him.

"I haven't conceived of this yet, and you know I've been hit hard and haven't come out yet." Jiang Cha said with a sad tone, "You must not write suspense just for the sake of writing."

The man was silent, "So you plan to continue delaying the update?"

His tone became dangerous.

Jiang Cha was silent for a moment, thinking in his heart that when he escaped, he would open a copy of "Those Years Kidnapped by Readers for Dragging".

(End of this chapter)