Chapter 1032： Want me to spoiler?

She finished reading the 150,000-word book in two hours.

I looked at it very carefully, and every detail was printed in my head.

The plot finally stays at a stuck point, which is about the life and death of a certain character.

When she looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

But when I close my eyes, it's the life and death of the character, my heart is tickled and I can't sleep.

She wants to know the plot.

Miao: When will the next one come out?

The message was sent.

The other party didn't reply.

Fell asleep?

She lifted the quilt and went upstairs.

Coincidentally, as soon as she came to the door, the door opened.

Fengxian stood at the door, with the hot aroma of shower gel on her body.

"Just looking for it."

Qian Miao blinked and asked, "How long is it going to end?"

Fengxian: "This, I really don't know."

"Qiao Bin is really dead?"

He smiled mysteriously, opened the door, and walked in first: "What do you think?"

Qianmiao took a step forward, almost stepping on his toes, and looking up at his eyes: "I want to know the plot, so I think immediately."

The man's hands were vainly around her waist, worried that she would stagger to the ground.

His eyes were full of tolerance and a deep smile: "Want me to spoil you?"

"miss you."

"Hmm..." He considered for a second, and said, "Okay."

Qianmiao smiled, turned to sit on the sofa with a pillow, thought about it, and opened his drawer.

She remembered that Feng Can hid a lot of snacks here last time, and as soon as she opened them, they were still there.

"Okay, let's talk about it."

The snacks in his hand were taken away, and the pillow was also taken away.

"Go back to bed and show the latest one tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Let’s dictate, won’t you be tired from typing?"

"No." He smiled: "It just happens that I don't want to sleep tonight, go to bed."

"Forget it, I can hold it back and show it to me in a week." She got up.

The man didn't say anything, and went down with her, poured a glass of water, and watched her enter the door before going upstairs.

Then, turn on the computer.

All night, the sound of typing on the keyboard was in the room.

Qian Miao couldn't sleep, so she wandered through the book circles on the Internet.

Books have been pre-sold online for some time, and today many people have got the books.

In the comment area, people urged to update are shouting, everyone's concerns are similar.

Is Qiao Bin dead or not? Ah, that's my male god, I beg you not to write him to death!

(Picture) The book is very good, but the express delivery is too violent, and the sealing string is worn out a bit, unhappy! But the content is still so good. The first time I read plain text, I feel different. I look forward to it! Also, Qiao Bin, don't die!

I am more concerned about what XLM means? The frequency of these three letters is too high!

Qianmiao focused his eyes on this comment, and a few words suddenly appeared in his mind.

She lowered her eyes, her lips stained with a smile.

After a while, she also took pictures and uploaded them and commented briefly.

After that, he fell asleep.

One night passed, and after she woke up, she checked the results.

The number of likes is 39,935.

The number of commentators is 6,800.

All comments are like this-

Jimei! Where did the signed edition come from! tell me! Fast!

This, this... surely is the signature of Rong Zheng?

That's right, it's the word of tolerance! There was a special file before, and there was a contestable handwritten signature on it, and I still have a picture! This fake fan!

Jimei! Let's talk, give me the signed version, and I will pay three thousand.

The upstairs layout is smaller, I will pay 30,000!

Qian Jinhui replied with a smile.

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