Baby daddy's unrestrained life

These two days, Ye Feng is really boring. All the women in the family have gone, leaving him and a silly little ha to depend on each other. However, the boring Ye Feng is not doing nothing, Su Ning's illness he did not forget. Since she wants to keep a dog at home, she must be cured of her stubborn illness.

However, Ye Feng's medical skills may be too superb. Su Ning's stubborn disease has left many experts at a loss. It took Ye Feng less than a day to get the prescription out, and then he went to many places to buy all the herbs back, waiting for Su Ning to come back.

So, Ye Feng is bored again.

Bored in the leaf someone, thought of the net text this thing.

Open seven o'clock, Ye Feng want to see his "Zhuxian" how, have "small five to become God" that book to squeeze down.

Why?

What's going on?

Is 7:00 a revision?

Why are the pages different?

Ye Feng was a little confused when he saw that there was a saying everywhere that "Xianxia's masterpiece, Zhuxian, came out".

"Zhuxian"?

That chicken son is oneself copy... Oh no, write of?

Well, just open word（ Ye Feng: what? You said that comment, just a little later. Is it important to pick up money

One afternoon and one night, Ye Feng wrote 300000 words this time!

Ye Feng was startled.

Holding grass, when did you type so fast?

Last time, although Ye Feng's code was very fast, it was still within the normal range. But just now, when Ye Feng was typing, his hands were basically two shadows, and he couldn't see them clearly. Moreover, Ye Feng found that he didn't have to think about the codewords at all, just like he had a book "Zhuxian" in his mind.

What's the situation?

Although I never forget it, I'm not exaggerating.

After thinking for a while, Ye Feng didn't think of a four five six. Finally, it can only be attributed to the variation of soul fusion.

Last time it was medicine, this time it was this thing. Ye Feng wondered if it was a power?

Never mind. I'll get it sooner or later.

Three million is more important!

When Ye Feng opens the backstage to pass the chapter, he is startled by the backstage news.

Ye Feng's backstage news has been full. Click in and have a look. Except for some recommendation notices, the rest are private messages sent by an editor named maple.

"Hello, the author, I'm your editor, maple. Please add a button..."

"Are you there? If it's convenient... "

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"Is the leaf there? Please reply when you see the message. "

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"Brother, you haven't been up for two days?"

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"Boss, don't you look at the backstage?"

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"Boss ye, please reply! I have something urgent to see you

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Several pages of private letters, across the screen, Ye Feng can imagine the editor's collapse... But what's the emergency? Is there such a rush? Ye Feng didn't understand（ Maple: ha ha, it's not urgent. It's just a matter of life and death. It's OK. You're busy first. You really don't have to pay attention to me. Oh, by the way, I want to see you next Qingming Festival

There are too many private letters. Ye Feng is too lazy to read them. He turns off the mailbox heartlessly, then calmly opens the draft box and passes on his achievements in the afternoon.

Well, 30000 a day. It's good. It can be better for a few days.

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Seven o'clock Chinese network, maple in front of the computer and other chrysanthemums are thanks.

"Well?"

A sudden voice on the computer made the chrysanthemum blossom again.

"Please, please, the gods and Buddhas bless you!" Maple has been disappointed countless times, with a nervous mood, point to open the button.