Chapter 117 Zhang Qiu’s manuscript

Before Yao Xingxing set the deadline, Zhang Qiu handed over the first draft, and a thick stack of paper with ink was piled on the table, which looked very substantial just by looking at it.

It can be seen that he has had a huge inspiration in the past two days

Wei Linchuan seemed to be interested in the content of the story, so he picked up a picture and browsed it roughly.

His expression was faint, he looked at it with his eyelids lightly, and his sharp phoenix eyes were naturally raised, outlining the charming arc of the soul-catching

After a moment, I don’t know what I read, the corners of my lips slightly raised, showing a little smile

Yao Xingxing stared at his face for a long time, and immediately noticed his expression change and asked curiously: Why are you laughing at?

Wei Linchuan raised his eyelids and looked, holding a corner of the paper and handed it in her direction, laughing: We both made great contributions to this story.

After taking the manuscript in confusion, Yao Xingxing understood what Wei Linchuan said. It turned out that Zhang Qiu wrote them into the book, adapted the plot of the Paper Bride that night, and wrote the story strangely and suspensefully.

He and Wei Linchuan play the role of important mysterious figures in it. The powerful and mysterious setting caught the readers' interest as soon as they appeared.

Yao Xingxing has been reading this story before she raised her slightly stiff head and supported her chin and thought: The plot has enough suspense, and the characters are portrayed brilliantly, but he has not finished writing it, so he is probably planning to write a long chapter.

This story has great potential, and Yao Xingxing fully agrees with his approach.

After a pause, she looked at Wei Linchuan and asked for advice: How about I ask the painter to draw a few illustrations according to our appearance?

Wei Linchuan did not answer her immediately, but instead calmed her eyebrows and didn't know what she was thinking. After rubbing the paper with her fingertips for a while, could she change the settings of these two characters.

Where to change, I look very good. Yao Xingxing turned to the paragraph introducing the characters again

The content of the article says that the paper bride is between half a man and half a ghost. It is a zombie puppet whose soul was stripped from his body before he died and forced to trap in a paper doll. They are about to die and have to constantly devour fresh flesh and blood to survive. The mysterious man in red standing beside him is her master, the puppet master.

The manuscript in Wei Linchuan's hand was written about the same content as the plot in the fantasy. The bride was stabbed several times by someone. She should have died on the wedding night. At this time, a mysterious man suddenly appeared and tried every means to turn her into this way.

Since then, the man has taken her all over the world, looking for something that is impossible to find

He hopes that one day she will regain her consciousness and live

The eyes were fixed on the last man's monologue. Wei Linchuan pinched his fingers and looked up at Yao Xingxing gently. There were subtle and complex emotions hidden in his eyes that others could not understand.

He opened his lips and said softly: I don't like this setting

This man is too much like himself who was not able to ask for in his previous life

This reason is really willful and irrefutable. Yao Xingxing couldn't help but remain silent for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a negotiated tone, then... I will mention to Zhang Qiu later that the book was written by him after all, and whether it is specific or not, how to change it depends on his meaning.

Wei Linchuan lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes, and understood that she was actually very satisfied with the current character setting. He would say this just because he cared about his thoughts.

Putting down the manuscript, he walked over and pulled Yao Xingxing up, then sat down with her, buried his head on the other person's shoulder, and let out a deep breath.

A head pressed on her shoulder, not only heavy but also a little itchy. It wasn't particularly comfortable to sit on his thighs, but these were not problems. She finally realized that he was in a bad mood and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Linchuan's big hands stroked her long hair spread on her back, and closed her eyes and nostalgic for the familiar smell and temperature on her body.

After a long time, a gentle voice filled her ear with uncertain questions: Will you leave me in the future

Yes or not?

Yao Xingxing didn't know how to answer him. She was not a person who puts love first, and she was even more pessimistic about the relationship between men and women.

She felt that no matter how much love or how much she was, she would be reluctant to let go of her. Maybe a few months, maybe a few years or longer, they would one day separate.

I was obviously unsure but said I couldn’t. Is it considered a lie to him?

Yao Xingxing didn't know, so after being silent, she chose to vague topics, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly, "I should be worried about this kind of problem. You Yibiao talent, Pingyi Jin people, everything is better than me. I'm afraid that you think I'll break up with me first."

No matter how nice she said, it was not the answer Wei Linchuan wanted. He gradually tightened his arms, held his anger in his irresponsibility to her and his silent resentment, opened his teeth and wanted to bite her neck.

But in the end, I was afraid that she would hurt her, so the bite turned into a hard sucking. I was barely satisfied until I left a clear kiss mark on her neck.

At this time, you just need to answer 'No', do you understand?

His breath evenly sprayed onto his skin, causing Yao Xingxing's body to become slightly stiff. He waited for his words for a while before he nodded in a reacting manner and responded dullly, … Well