Chapter 331 Novels Written by Mu Qianli

  Looking at the first few chapters, Bai Huang vaguely knew that the actor in this book was called Ahuang, who was an extremely autistic person. He was reluctant to talk to anyone because of his childhood experiences.

  To put it plainly, this is an autistic person who has nothing to say at home, nothing to say at school, and nothing to say anywhere.

That's it until the eighteen-year-old senior year of high school, Ahuang met a very beautiful girl, that girl is an extremely sunny person, more than anyone in the world do whatever he wants, it seems that he never feels sad. when.

  Because of an accident, Ahuang and the girl gradually became acquainted with each other, and gradually became friends.

  The girl never disliked Ahuang, a patient with autism, but was very keen to help enlighten, so that Ahuang gradually became less autistic...

  At noon on this day, Bai Huang has been lying on the sofa reading novels written by Mu Qianlian. He didn't know that Mu Qianlian was an author until now, and he hid it quite deep before.

  Looking at the time, Mu Qianli seems to have been writing this book a long time ago, at least much earlier than when Bai Huang appeared.

  The reason why the hero is called Ahuang in the novel is purely accidental and has no special meaning.

   Carefully savoring the plots of the novel, when Baihuang recovered, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the novel was so fascinating that he did nothing.

  Good-looking, I have to say that the novels written by Mu Qianlian are really good-looking, better than any author that Baihuang has read before.

  Before, Bai Huang was quite fond of an author called "Half Mango Milkshake", but once compared with Mu Qianli, that half-cup mango milkshake is purely a vegetable, and the writing is too bad to look directly at it.

  Mu Qianlian’s works are true novels, and they can be called divine works that can wash the soul.

  At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the villa, and when I heard Bai Huang, I knew that it was Mu Qianli and Mulin who had returned.

  Return the novel to its original position. Bai Huang has already seen the end. Only the first half of the novel has been written, and the rest has not been written yet. Only afterwards can we know the following story.

   "Xiaohuang, we are back." The old man Mulin walked in cheerfully from the outside.

  Aside, Mu Qianlian was carrying a big bag of things in his hand, not knowing what it was carrying.

   Sit upright, Bai Huang presses on the boiler, Mr. Mulin usually has the habit of drinking hot water at this time, so he helps to turn it on first.

  After a while, Mulin and Mu Qianli each sat on the sofa, and Mu Qianli put several bags in front of Bai Huang.

  "These are the dinners we bought along the way. There are bird's nest porridge, which tastes very good. You shouldn't have dinner yet?" Mullin asked.

   "No, I was reading today, and I just remembered that I forgot to eat." Bai Huang told the truth.

   "Oh~lightnovelpub.net~ You boy has such a leisurely and elegant feeling. It's really rare." Mulin touched his long beard.

  However, when she learned that Bai Huang was reading a book all day today, Mu Qianli's expression was a little bit more convincing.

  It suddenly occurred to her that she seemed to have forgotten one thing when she went out in the morning, that is, she did not hide her novel.

  Looking at the novel on the desktop, Mu Qianli came to the conclusion that Bai Huang had already read the novel she had written!

  Even though Bai Huang seemed to put the novel back in its original position, there was an error of a few millimeters. Mu Qianlian discovered this at a glance.

  The thing she didn't want to be seen by Bai Huang, was just seen...

   stood up, Mu Qianli took the novel on the table in his hand, and walked to the second floor alone.

   "Little pity, don't you plan to eat some?" Mulin shouted.

  It’s just that Mu Qianlian seemed to be in a trance at the moment, as if he hadn’t heard his grandfather’s shout, and still walked straight upstairs.

   "This girl, what are you thinking about." Mullin was puzzled.

   "Master, I didn't expect that your granddaughter still has the habit of writing novels. The novel I read this afternoon is the one she wrote." Bai Huang preached over dinner.

   "Huh? What novel? When did my granddaughter write a novel, why didn't I know." Mulin was dumbfounded, and he did not know at all.

   "So you don't even know..." Bai Huang was also a little confused.

  He thought that Mr. Mulin should know about it. After all, the man is Mu Qianli's grandfather, he shouldn't be ignorant of Mu Qianlian's writing of novels.

  In this way, if he hadn't made a mistake in his estimation, then he would be Mu Qianlian's first reader, and he could be regarded as the most loyal reader. He would rather watch the second half now.

"Ahem, don't think I am Xiaopian's grandfather, but that girl has always been alone in her work, and I don't know many things, but it doesn't matter, I am still his grandfather." Mulin looked embarrassed. .

  Hey, at this moment, Mulin felt that his image gradually collapsed in Baihuang's place. He didn't even know a lot of things that even Baihuang knew, which was too embarrassing.

  After a while, Mu Qianlian walked down from the second floor. She had already put her novel back in the room. She went upstairs for this.

   Sit down next to Bai Huang, Mu Qianli picked up a dumpling.

   However, when picking up the first dumpling, Mu Qianli didn't eat it for himself, but handed it to Bai Huang, who was aside.

   Mu Qian Lian looked at Bai Huang’s eyes at this moment, that was undoubtedly saying, open his mouth!

  I don’t know why, Bai Huang always felt that Mu Qianlian suddenly became hostile to him, so that he suddenly thought of a line from Pan Jinlian.

  Da Lang, it's time to take medicine...

  Thinking about it, of course, Bai Huang would not take it seriously, and opened his mouth to eat the dumplings in front of him.

  Seeing that Baihuang was willing to cooperate with him, Mu Qianlian only ate dumplings. No one knew what her actions meant, and there was a feeling of letting Baihuang try poison.

   "Um, granddaughter, give me a dumpling, too." Mulin stretched out the environmental protection bowl.

   Picked up a dumpling, and Mu Qianli bit it down in one bite. The meaning was very simple, she just didn't want to give it.

  With a strong smile, Mulin silently took back the environmental protection bowl, okay, treat it differently, only to Bai Huang but not to him as a grandfather.

  Good thing!

   is really a good thing!

  Well, yes, it’s right to continue with this momentum. My granddaughter just wants to turn her elbow out as much as possible. This is the most correct way forward.

  As long as two young people can make a spark, then it doesn't matter what he is isolated as an old man, Mulin still understands the principle of giving up his life for righteousness.

  In short, not only is Mullin not sad, but he is still happily in his heart, not to mention how happy he is.

   "I'll go to the room to sort out some documents, and you two will eat slowly." With that, Mulin got up and left the hall, not to mention how straightforward he was.

  "Master, don't you eat anymore, there are more." Bai Huang said.

   "No, I have eaten it outside, you can eat more." Mulin replied.

  As soon as Mr. Mulin left, Mu Qianli put down the bowls and chopsticks directly, and stared at Bai Huang!

  (End of this chapter)