I realized that I had long been dry, poured water from one side, and drunk it to quench my thirst.
Only then did he react to what he did stupidly.
This is ancient! In the ancient times of Three Germans, she even told a story of defending women's rights ... wouldn't be treated as a stranger, **** and burned to death?
A guilty guilty look at Xia Qiu, Tian Xiaoning imagined that Xia Qiu should be frowning, or she kept shaking her head, or told her rightly, what was wrong!
However, the Qingli woman sitting there, holding her cheek gently with one hand, thoughtfully and thoughtfully, seemed to be immersed in the story, and seemed to be shocked by the story.
"That's great!" Xia Qiu looked back from his thoughts, watching Tian Xiaoning peep at her, sighed with relief, and looked at Tian Xiaoning brightly.
"Xiao Ning, I have never heard such a wonderful story!"
what……
Tian Xiaoning opened her mouth round and froze. Because of this immense encouragement, she couldn't help grinning. Her smile was so bright that she was behind her ears.
The feeling of being recognized, the feeling of being stared up and looking up.
It's really great!
"Qiu Niang, do you really think my story is good?" Don't you think Lijing is apostate? Don't feel unacceptable?
"Huh!" Xia Qiu nodded.
She feels very good. Although the plot is a bit dog-blooded, but in the ancient times, holding hands is indescribable. Although such dog-blood is rolling, the acceptance is absolutely great!
Tian Xiaoning's eyes lit up suddenly, and he smiled and crooked into a crescent. The whole person was extremely happy.
"Since you like it, I'll talk about one more."
Her inspiration emerged like a fountain.
No, Tian Xiaoning's inspiration was originally a silent volcano. Now, from an extinct volcano to an active volcano, it was completely ignited by Xia Qiu's approval.
Alas, if writing novels can make money in ancient times, then she can save a lot of things.
Tian Xiaoning thought.
"Forget it, listen to it next time." Xia Qiu shook his head, took a cool white water and took a sip.
The water is the smell of Tian Xiaoning Space Lingquan. The entrance is very sweet, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant.
"My father-in-law is still waiting for me at home. I just ran over to listen to the story. He was anxious."
"Okay." Tian Xiaoning was a bit regretful. Looking at Xia Qiu, how to look at it pleasingly, and watching Xia Qiu liked the story just now, obviously a woman with a strong heart, and now advised.
"Qiu Niang, if the life after marriage is unsatisfactory, just endure it. After all, life is unsatisfactory, after eight or nine, and then one or two, you will end up in this life."
Xia Qiu: ...
Tian Xiaoning touched his nose and looked at the shabby roof, pretending not to see Xia Qiu's eyes.
She is not persuading people to make buns. She is afraid that Xia Qiuzhen will follow her as soon as she tells her, and she will go away in a hurry with her. So is n’t Tian Tianning her sin?
"Okay, I know." Xia Qiu stood up and looked at Tian Xiaoning with a smile, took two steps, turned around suddenly, looked at Tian Xiaoning seriously, and said, "Xiao Ning, you have such a good story and don't submit it to the book Go, it's really Qucai. "
Tian Xiaoning was also depressed: "But ... I can't make a story of this in the Daya Hall, and the book office won't accept my manuscript ..."
Inspired by Xia Qiu, Tian Xiaoning's dreams about novels became more and more enthusiastic, but she herself was still a bit sensible.