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A hand with blue veins suddenly grabbed Hu Sanli's slender wrist.

Under Hu Sanli's teasing eyes, the man in a suit and tie, who seemed indifferent even if the sky fell, lowered his eyes and suddenly said something like a sign of weakness.

"Madam, I don't want to work hard anymore."

[Ahhhh, you are too good at writing! ]

[I blushed, I blushed, I actually blushed! ]

[You didn't write anything, but I was so excited. Can Bai Ye and Hu Sanli please lock it? ]

The number of short comments in this paragraph is growing rapidly at a terrifying rate, and many people have only one central idea.

[Bai Ye is like this, who can stand it? ]

[Good, good, good! Bai Ye is eating good food again. ]

The fans shouted that they couldn't stand it, and Hu Sanli naturally couldn't stand it either.

Before she could be proud, a hand suddenly passed through her waist, hugged her around the waist and walked towards the bedroom.

Hu Sanli subconsciously inserted his fingers into Bai Ye's hair, lowered his head slightly, and saw Bai Ye showing him an "honest" smile.

"In order to prevent my wife from being at a disadvantage, I can give her a trial experience."

Hu Sanli:......

She seemed to have shot herself in the foot.

Another sleepless night, Hu Sanli's competitive spirit is very strong, and her competitive spirit is not only manifested at night, but also in all aspects.

For example, after learning the number of tasks Bai Ye had, Hu Sanli was determined to compete with him to see who could solve the most bad monsters in a month.

With the lesson learned from the last exchange, Bai Ye did not dare to let him go this time.

So, the new demon hunters in the demon hunter station found that they seemed to be the ones who were eating dry food when they joined the job this time.

The cases in the station were all assigned to their station after being screened by humans.

At this time, the station would send someone to confirm whether it was a demon.

The confirmation work is relatively easy. You only need to record and detect them. There is no need to capture them. Once the confirmation is successful, those experienced monster hunters will deal with them.

But this month, because of the bet between Hu Sanli and Bai Ye, the newcomers have not been confirmed yet, and the two of them have already run over and cleaned up the monsters that are making trouble.

Hu Sanli did not go home, and he went out early and came back late every day, hoping to surpass Bai Ye in numbers.

Bai Ye wanted to go home, but he wanted to go home because Hu Sanli was at home. Now that Hu Sanli was outside, there was no point for him to go home.

So Bai Ye did not go home, and followed Hu Sanli to do tasks outside.

Sometimes the two encountered the same task, and in order to win, they would trip each other up.

Of course, during the fight between the two, if the task target is honest, it will be fine. If they dare to run, the snake and the fox will definitely unite instantly and take down the monster as soon as possible.

The number of monsters caught by the two this month increased dramatically, and the dungeon of the monster hunters became visibly lively. Even the director heard about it and stroked his beard with relief, praising the two for getting married and becoming sensible.

Only the newcomers came with the ambition to save the world, but found that there was no work for them at all, and they couldn't help but hug the old monster hunters and burst into tears.

The old hunters:......

These newcomers are still too young and don't know the benefits of slacking off.

There was no way, they could only comfort these newcomers: "They are just a little crazy this month, wait for next month, you will have work to do next month."

Hu Sanli and Bai Ye didn't know that their behavior caused public outrage among the newcomers, and they didn't care, and did their own tasks.

A month later, the personnel statistics came out, and Hu Sanli opened the document as soon as possible.

Seeing the name that was firmly at the top of the list, Hu Sanli wanted to laugh three times.

She, Hu Sanli, won Bai Ye by a difference in number!

Bai Ye also saw the result at this time. He was convinced of the result. No one knew better than him how hard Hu Sanli had worked this month.

"I lost." Bai Ye looked at Hu Sanli with a gentle look. His look has always been like this and has never changed.

The man with broad shoulders and narrow waist stretched his hand in front of Hu Sanli and asked with a smile: "Can I go home now? My dear wife!"

(The end of the full text)

When writing the three words "The end of the full text", Song Wenlan felt mixed emotions.

She stared blankly at the light computer screen in front of her. Every time she finished writing a novel, Song Wenlan would feel relieved.

She always had a feeling that every time she wrote an article, she was talking about other people's lives, and she was just a bystander. As a person who allowed bystanders, she had the responsibility to write their stories well.

Before publishing the last chapter, Song Wenlan talked to Meng Xingchong about the things to be finished.

Both Meng Xingchong and other editors were shocked.

After all, the data of this novel is very good, and the number of readers is very high, almost comparable to the long-lasting books on their website.

They always feel that this book can be written for a few more months and hundreds of thousands of words.

"Zao Si, is it really going to be finished?"

Meng Xingchong couldn't help but confirm again.

"Yes, the story has been written, and there may be one or two chapters of extra chapters later, and this book will be officially finished."

Song Wenlan can only record a part of Bai Ye and Hu Sanli's life, but cannot write their entire life for them. The rest of their life still needs them to experience it themselves.

"After I finish writing this book, I'm going to take a break and think about the content of the second book. When I'm ready, I'll start a new one."

Song Wenlan said.

Meng Xing Chong was overjoyed when he heard that there were new articles. He quickly asked: "Will Mr. Zaosi still choose me as editor?"

"Of course," Song Wenlan smiled: "We get along very well, and I have no intention of changing editors."

"Great!" Meng Xingchong couldn't help but say: "Then I will wait for Dada to publish a new article. When the new article is published, I will fight for an A-level contract for Dada."

"Thank you in advance."

"You're welcome, Zao Si Da, I'm going to keep an eye on the comment section today. If readers know that this book is going to end, I'm afraid they will be emotional."

In fact, it was just as Dream Star Bug expected.

I was caught off guard when I saw the words "full text completed", and the comment area was full of grief.

[It’s over, is it over? 】

[Why don’t you write further? I also want to see the life of Hu Sanli and Bai Ye catching monsters together. 】

[UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuIt's so hard to let go. We spent a wonderful time with Bai Ye and Hu Sanli. 】

[Zaosi updates a lot every day. Unlike other authors who only write one or two thousand words a day, now the whole book is about to cost three hundred thousand, which is already a lot. 】

[Zao Si Da Da, looking forward to your next book, you should hurry up and read it. How can I live without your novels! 】