Sure enough, by the next morning, Xia Yu found that his subscription volume had increased a lot, and his old friends seemed to have all returned.

In addition, many new friends have come.

This should have been an exciting and exciting thing.

Just like the feeling that your Emperor Shurima is back, thousands of troops roar and thousands of horses gallop.

When he saw the book review area, he felt the powerful soul fluctuations from Shurima:

"Damn it, I'm really a ghost. I dreamed of this book being updated last night. When I got up today, I really updated it."

"It's amazing. You can be released even if you have 404. It's worthy of being the little prince who passed the trial."

"It seems that there is a mysterious force that prompts me to come and take a look, otherwise I will be furious."

"Say, author, have you pythoned the mysterious arcane fluctuations? Otherwise, how could a beautiful girl come to my dream to pass on a letter?!"

"Ho!tui! I ate a few dishes upstairs, and I'm so drunk?"

"I also received a message from the beautiful girl, asking me to come and take a look, otherwise my spine will get cold."

"Why don't I?!"

"No, no, are there any yellow urine? Is it arousing these single dream men?"

"Beautiful girls and other things are not important. I prefer handsome guys. The author sends them a wake-up service for beautiful girls. Why don't you send me a handsome guy to me?"

“…”

The readers were back, and Xia Yu's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

He has to find the little tree man.

...

After going to the company to handle the matter in the morning, Xia Yu drove his beloved Rolls-Royce and ran on the way to Le Xiaoxiao Apartment.

The wind blew in from outside along the way, blowing his hair.

Rolls-Royce Cullinan, the world's most expensive SUV, is 5 meters long and 4 meters wide, and is comfortable to sit down, but the appearance is not very good. It looks dark outside, and it is far less cool, smooth and pretentious than supercars like Lamborghini and Ferrari.

It is not as strong, powerful and domineering as the Hummer, nor does it have the era and impact of Land Rover.

Running on the road, it looks like a black brick.

It was like the old-school gentlemen in the car, wearing a straight black suit and a big back, and holding a crutch wherever they went, looking both rigid and ancient.

Except for the little angel on the front of the car, everyone else is very low-key.

Who would have thought that this was a luxury car worth 7 million?

However, this did not affect Xia Yu's good mood in driving.

This is the first time he has touched such a luxurious car. If he knows it naturally, if he doesn't understand it, you will let them hit it casually and lose money.

Once they bumped into each other, they understood what it means to [I... die!].

Xia Yu sat steadily in the driver's seat and blew the wind, playing G.E.M.'s treasure song [The Devil from Heaven]:

"I've seen angels

Meet the devil

Dear, you

Who are you

Have a beautiful nightmare at night

I want to wake up but I can't resist my heart

You are a bottomless black hole in your dream

I can't resist losing weight

My consciousness controls pulse flow

All controlled by your mysterious gravity

Dear, you are a dangerous maze

I can't find the exit

…”

His fingers gently tapped the steering wheel, feeling very happy.

The two days have been employed by Shu Yu Qiurong, and the strength of the immortal core has been greatly improved. As a time assassin, Xia Yu did not feel tired at all.

On the contrary, as the strength of the immortal core increases, the energy becomes more and more abundant.

...

Xia Yu bought a small cake for Le Xiaoxiao downstairs, and at the flower and bird market, he bought a beautiful flower pot and a bag of fat soil.

The little tree spirit needs nutrients, but he doesn't want to feed her farm fertilizer.

When she went to Le Xiaoxiao's place, Xia Yu handed her the cake. Le Xiaoxiao's face couldn't help but feel happy.

"You bought it for me?"

"Otherwise?" Xia Yu said as he went to the kitchen to get his flower pot.

Le Xiaoxiao has a very small area here, with only one large room, except for the place to sleep, the kitchen.

There is not even a balcony.

"I'm afraid you won't have much money these days and won't have enough food." Xia Yu said, "I'll transfer you another 5,000 yuan later."

Le Xiaoxiao's face turned red.

Is this the legendary... being kept, being kept?

She silently ate a bite of the cake with a spoon, and her heart was sweet.

Le Xiaoxiao moved her steps and approached him.

Xia Yu put the flower pot, then picked up the tangerines and held the tree trunk.

Le Xiaoxiao immediately felt her waist tightening.

The touch was very wonderful, as if it was held by a pair of big hands.

Slightly numb.

Her pretty face turned slightly red, and she looked at Xia Yu with a complicated mood.

"Come on, do a favor," Xia Yu said, "I hold the trunk, and you press the flower pot down, and I move the tree through the roots."

"oh."

Having endured the numbness coming from his waist, Le Xiaoxiao cooperated to press the flower pot.

The two of them tried hard together, and the money tangerine was pulled out from it.

Xia Yu transferred the tangerines to a new pot, applied new soil, re-stuffed them, and then poured some water.

After getting nourished by new nutrients, Xiaomi performed very happily.

...

"Xia Yu, you are so nice." Le Xiaoxiao said for Xiaomi.

"So you have to write well, don't let my expectations of you, right?"

Xia Yu touched the money tangerine.

Le Xiaoxiao: "..."

Xia Yu taught Xiao Shumiao to register a new writer account so that she could open her own business. In the future, Xiaomi became the pillar of the family, and with Xiaomi's writing talent, it was enough to support her and Le Xiaoxiao.

Xiaomi's writer's name is...

The little tree spirit had his own writer account, and was so happy that he danced with joy. He immediately joined in and began his tentacle career.

She used Xia Yu's laptop, which was connected to a mechanical keyboard, and the typing sound was crisp and moving.

Sexy sex...

The sound of tentacles typing on the keyboard, dozens of times a second.

Xia Yu looked at his writer's assistant and sighed:

You are already a mature writer assistant. You should learn to write your own books, right?

Unfortunately, the writer's assistant ignored him, so Xia Yu had to code his own words.

There is a message from Ning Meng on the phone:

[I love Xia Yu]: "Your readers have arrived, please check it."

Xia Yu: "Okay, I received it, thank you very much."

[I love Xia Yu]: "Hehe, then you have to update it carefully. Do you have to update it for me?"
To be continued...