I really don't want to read files

Chapter 520

The author is just too busy! If you don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors!)

On May 15, after self-study in the evening.

Lin Xiaoxian, who had just finished his night talk with three little girls, finished coding, skillfully switched the writer's account and opened the comment area of Fengming Xiangjiang.

[reader 7389: it's getting better and better. Come on!]

[write a book for you, Changqing: Uh huh, thank you for your support ~]

[reader 7389: it was my brother who wrote about my sister's heart that supported it ~]

……

"Ha ha..."

Seeing the dialogue on the screen, Lin Xiaoxian couldn't help laughing. She felt that the rich woman occasionally sold cute like this. In fact, she was quite cute.

Of course, the title of "rich woman" is only used in the heart. When communicating with each other, Lin Xiaoxian always uses the title of "sister" or "big sister", not even "rich big sister".

One is to consider each other's mood. If you call others rich women, you will call others old. At the same time, it seems that you treat others as withdrawal girls.

Second, Lin Xiaoxian did not treat the other party as a withdrawal girl. Although [reader 7389] started every reward from the alliance leader, Lin Xiaoxian did not lack this money and always treated the other party as a confidant.

It's a bit like the feeling of "pen pal" before the Internet age.

Before meeting [reader 7389], it was hard for Lin Xiaoxian to imagine that he would talk so comfortably with a big sister with daughters, especially in life, family and workplace. The degree of fit is inexplicably high, so that the other party still doesn't believe what high school student he is.

[reader 7389: so when will you build a Book group?]

[write a book for you. Changqing: This is my first book. I won't consider building a group for the time being.]

Lin Xiaoxian didn't lie. "Fengming Xiangjiang" is indeed his first female frequency book.

[reader 7389: I feel like we are always chatting in the comment area and deleting the front one after chatting. It's so stupid]

She's right. Although the book has been tepid and there are few others in the comment area, it can't really be used as a chat room in the long run.

[reader 7389: shall we add a QQ?]

"Wechat..."

Since his debut as an online writer, Lin Xiaoxian has never added any readers alone, whether QQ or wechat, so he hesitated for a moment.

……

Far away in a luxury bedroom in a villa area, there is also a person struggling with QQ.

"Finished... Sent out, really sent out..."

Xia Xinyao, who rarely had time to rest and didn't go to the company, lay in bed with her eyebrows slightly frozen and bit her nails nervously.

……

Why don't you delete it?

Haven't you seen it yet?

……

Xia Xinyao muttered in her heart that she was worried about her behavior of just putting forward QQ invitation to outsiders.

In addition to having to work, Xia Xinyao has never added a stranger's QQ, let alone asked who's QQ to add.

Just now, she asked a netizen who had never met her to add her QQ.

Although I ask myself, Xia Xinyao did this just for more communication, it's nothing.

But I still think

Um

How to say

Just... Some shame!

"No, I'd better delete it. Delete it."

In the workplace, Xia always has indecisive moments. After he finally decided to delete it, he found that the other party had sent a string of numbers.

[this is my number. You copy it and I'll delete it right away]

After all, the communication is in the public comment area. Although it is unlikely, it does not rule out which reader just brushed this layer of comments. Xia Xinyao understood this. After copying QQ, she added it directly, and then deleted the whole topic post without waiting for the other party to delete it, so as to protect the other party's privacy.

"Hoo..."

After all this, Xia Xinyao breathed a sigh, her apricot eyes were bright, and the position of her earlobes was red. This feeling was somewhat sneaky "lightning war", which made her feel a little excited.

Ding Dong——

QQ rings and Xia Xinyao opens it.

[sage mode: Hello, sister ~]

Friends passed!

Xia Xinyao added a netizen she didn't know for the first time. Her gentle lips pulled up an unbearable giggle, and then rolled back and forth on the bed with her mobile phone.

As like as two peas, the action and facial expression can not be said to be different from that of a daughter.

"Madam?"

“！”

Before the roll was over, a confused female voice suddenly sounded in her ear. Xia Xinyao got up in a positive color, pulled the nightdress skirt on her body, and covered the pink hollow lace accidentally exposed at the root of her legs.

"Monica, why don't you knock?" Her voice was a little strange, and the blush at the tip of her ears quickly dissipated because of her familiar experience in emotion management.

"I knocked, but my wife refused. I thought something had happened."

"Oh." Am I so addicted

Xia Xinyao muttered in her heart and stared at Monica:

"What's up?"

"It's probably time to clean up at home. It's expected to take three days to confirm with your wife."

Xia Xinyao smiled and looked at Monica repeatedly in front of her:

"You're all dressed. What else are you sure?"

“……”

Monica stopped talking and the beautiful ears hidden in her blond hair shook.

Xia Xinyao said that the clothes she is wearing are black and white work clothes.

Of course, for rich families, serious is work clothes, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it is maid clothes.

Wearing a circle of hairpin white headscarf on the rolled up golden hair, a white apron decorated with ruffles and a plain one-piece black bottomed skirt, the daily black bottomed pantyhose is covered to the middle of the lower leg by the skirt, and then step on a pair of black lace up flat shoes.

Although it can be seen that this dress is a serious professional Maid Dress, with no fluffy feeling transformed for beauty and no redundant Gothic decoration, Monica still wears this dress with eye-catching beauty by virtue of her good figure.

"Madam, what's the problem..."

"No problem. After confirmation, you go."

"Yes."

Monica left. When she walked, her steps were obviously slower than usual. She slightly carried her skirt with her hands. Obviously, she cherished and liked her work clothes.

A woman who once lived in a hail of bullets would care so much about a maid's dress.

At first glance, Xia Xinyao doesn't think so.

Although she once asked and Monica didn't answer, Xia Xinyao privately learned from the girls on the 8th that Monica seemed to have been a maid adopted by an aristocratic family before those experienced a hail of bullets.

And a very kind and good family.

Unfortunately, in some parts of the world, there are too many things more violent than kindness.

War

Coup

Riots

If it hadn't been for the hard escape later, if it hadn't been for the wrong circumstances, I came to China and met Xia Xinyao

"Gee, what do you want..."

Xia Xinyao shook her head, temporarily forgot those legendary stories, turned her attention to the mobile phone QQ, then raised her jade hand and covered her mouth in amazement.

Oh, I haven't returned him yet

In Xia Xinyao's opinion, or many people of Xia Xinyao's age, if a newly added friend greeted him, he should reply politely at the first time.

[big star: sorry, I just talked to someone and didn't see it]

In half a minute.

[sage mode: it's all right. Why apologize? It's very kind of you to have known each other for so long, sister.]

After the other party sent this sentence, he sent an elf's strange expression bag. Xia Xinyao didn't understand it, but he felt interesting and gratified.

[big star: cover your mouth and laugh. JPG]

"By the way, change a note first..."

Xia Xinyao thought like this. She clicked the data card of sage mode. She didn't often use QQ. She didn't notice the prompt of [a common friend] under the other party's ID.

"Mom!"

“！”

Xia Xinyao is thinking about what remarks to give the other party. Another person bumps in.

"Meng Meng? You... You don't have class today? "

Xia Xinyao subconsciously stuffed her mobile phone into her heart. The mobile phone smoothly hid in the deep gully between the two big white clouds.

"Yes, there is no class today."

"Why don't you go back to your apartment without class?"

"I came back to get my clothes. I wanted to ask you where my swimsuit is... Hiss! No, this is my house. Isn't it normal for me to come back at any time? "

Xia luoqiu looked suspiciously at her mother's chest. She was slightly jealous and unwilling. After slightly glancing, she asked her suspiciously:

"Mom, why are you hiding your cell phone?"

"Who hid his cell phone? You didn't knock on the door to scare me. I accidentally... Slipped in... "

In front of her daughter, she was obviously not as calm as she was in front of Monica. Xia luoqiu explained perfunctorily while holding out two fingers to clip out the mobile phone, but because she didn't turn off the screen, the obvious dialog interface on the screen was exposed.

"Huh?"

The sharp eyed summer and autumn caught at a glance, and the professional thinking of psychology spread rapidly.

Chat?

Who are you talking to?

If it's work, why should mom panic?

With friends?

Not to mention that mom has no friends, even if she is a friend, there is no reason to panic?

Yes, the problem is panic!

……

After some reasoning, which may not be very careful, but must have a big brain hole, Xia luoqiu widened her eyes strangely, went to Xia Xinyao's bed and pointed angrily at her:

"Mom! You... Are you looking for a man behind my back? "

"What are you talking about in summer and autumn?"

Xia Xinyao's beautiful face was dizzy. After being guessed so maliciously by her daughter, she forgot where to start talking back for a while and hesitated for a long time

"He... He is a writer... We are just ordinary netizens..."

Summer and autumn are even more numb, and the eyelids are jumping:

"You... You still love online?!"