"Young master, do you think of me by Daming Lake?"
Snow night outside, in front of others that is all kinds of high cold, but in Gu Qingge here, it is absolutely not even the moral integrity.
In front of Gu Qingge, the snow night is unreserved.
"If I can't remember, why did I call you?" Gu Qingge's logic of asking this question on a snowy night is problematic.
Gu Qingge didn't lift his head, but he still paid attention to his sketch book. He just made fun of Xueye.
"Maybe you have the wrong number. Maybe you want to call Lu dada and call me accidentally. It's also possible." Snow night is still very serious, very serious analysis of this problem.
Gu Qingge really wants to say, are you funny?
After chatting for a long time, she also said that she might have the wrong number. That's the first sentence she just said.
However, I try my best to cooperate with you.
"Then hang up!" Gu Qingge's voice didn't fluctuate, and he said it calmly.
"It's too cold, young master. Don't you want to stay?" After Gu Qingge said one sentence according to the requirements of the snow night, the snow night was not happy again.
"You didn't say I had the wrong number. What else do you want?" Doesn't Gu Qingge think it's normal?
"Hum, I knew you called me on purpose, young master."
The snowy night did not answer Gu Qingge's words just now, and he naturally changed the topic: "then I'll reluctantly put down my heavy work to chat with you."
"Are you floating?"
From the tone of speaking on a snowy night, and the content behind it, Gu Qingge knows it. Speaking of it, everyone is really the essence of drama!
No one is worse than anyone else. They all graduated from the Central Academy of drama.
"No, I've been sitting all the time. What's the matter with me?" Snow night oneself still don't admit, listen to the voice that still spreads Sha Sha in the telephone, can't help of curiously asked a: "childe, what are you doing now?"
"People and outlines for writing new articles." Gu Qingge seems to be full of talent at the moment, and his writing speed is also very fast.
"Young master, are you going to open a new essay at last?" When Gu Qingge said that he was writing a new article, the snow night suddenly became excited.
"It's not that fast. Think about it first." Gu Qingge is still honest in answering Xueye. She is pregnant now. If she can't touch the computer, she will never touch it. So it's even more impossible to rush to update the manuscript in front of the computer.
"All right, but have you changed your keyboard? Why the sound? " Snow night can not help but feel a little strange, in the past is not the kind of sound of typing the keyboard?
"Manuscripts, no computers." Gu Qingge glanced at the notebook next to him and continued to write.
"What?" Snow night feel some incredible: "childe, you can knock the keyboard at 10000 + per hour, you can catch up with handwriting, don't do such thankless stupid things!"
"I'll just write something simple, probably, not too much, never mind, not too tired."
Gu Qingge is just thinking about a rough outline. If you write down the detailed outline, you will get ten thousand. That's really going to break your hand. She's not that stupid, OK?
"I'm pregnant now. If I can't touch the computer, I'm just bored. I'm just writing."
By the way, Gu Qingge explained the reason why he couldn't use the computer, and heard a very noisy voice coming from the other end of the phone.