Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Mu stood at the door for a while and went back. She was still confused. Her intuition told her that if she didn't want to be with him again, she should stay away from him and go back to city B, or even Britain.

But she stayed and finished the unfinished work.

"Jimmy's world" is getting better and better, and "18 ways to eat little white rabbit" has signed comics and animation at one go, and has to be translated into 12 Chinese languages. Tang Mu is a little red.

Her program on a certain station in H city was also broadcast. That day, Tang Nianchen sat in front of the TV, looking from head to tail without blinking, and then he saved it.

His Tang Mu has grown up. He has a little pride.

She likes painting. He doesn't want to kill her hobby. He is willing to support her.

Tang Mu will send Tang Zhuan's elites to every signing meeting, at least thousands of people. On that day, Tang Zhuan had a holiday and went to buy a cartoon of Tang Zhuan's little princess.

In the evening, Tang Mu finished the signing meeting and dialed a phone to Tang Nianchen.

She is not a fool. She still knows a few middle and senior managers of Tang brick, and a group of old men are up at the age of 40 to buy a second dimension, which is suspicious.

President Tang answered the phone and was in a good mood.

Today's signing was particularly successful. Tang Mu should be in a good mood.

But as soon as the phone got through, Tang Mu said angrily, "Tang Nianchen, you bastard, did you let people line up?"

From this end of the street to the other end of the street, all the suits are straight!

Tang Mu feels ashamed. Even if he is looking for trust, he won't find the elite!

All old men!

"My readers are all beautiful girls and young men. They won't be more than 30 years old. Tang Nianchen, what do you mean by making a group of middle-aged people?" Tang Mu is so angry.

Mr. Tang, 30, immediately reflected on himself: "are those under 30?"

Tang Mu's reaction was to hang up the phone with a snap.

Sure enough, the 30-year-old man and she are not on the same channel.

There was still one day left for her signing, so the next day, Tang brick's young people under the age of 30 went and lined up again

The result is that Tang Xiaomu's hand is about to break.

She wants to cry.

I really want to drop my pen and don't sign.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was almost time, but there were still one or two hundred people who didn't sign, and her little face collapsed.

A little girl who doesn't lack money and just wants to paint for her interest. She doesn't need fame and wealth, and she doesn't want to sit here and sign.

So when she signed a few more names, the little girl ran away.

Quit!

Then she stood up and put a cartoon in her hand. The familiar voice sounded, "don't you sign?"

Tang Mu raised his eyes and saw the noble little Tang brick standing there at leisure, Yushu facing the wind.

Her little temper came up: "I can't sign it."

He Oh, and then smiled, "then go to dinner!"

Tang Mu was still angry: "if it weren't for you, my arm wouldn't hurt."

He looked at her slightly swollen wrist, feeling a little distressed and guilty, thinking that it was the pig's idea.

But on his face, he still smiled shallowly: "I thought you would be happy."

"Happy pig head." She whispered, took her things and left.

Anyway, he did it. He can take care of the aftermath.

In his bones, Tang Mu is still a child and won't think so much.

Or now someone helps wipe P shares, she will be so confident!