(BL)(MTL)After the male partner goes bankrupt [Wear the book]

Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Prayers

    Red depends on strength and fate.

    But here in Chen Zhan, it is fate.

    There are already countless reporters squatting on the lawn downstairs. Once there are more, no matter how hidden they are, they will be discovered. In the end, they simply guard there blatantly.

    Chen Zhan is more patient with them, naturally, it can't be compared, some media can alternate day and night for several months for a possible revelation.

    But his routine remains the same.

    I didn't draw the curtains to hide it. I put my computer on the windowsill every day to code words. At noon, I made a plate of food that seemed rich but not very tasty and enjoyed it at the same location. At dusk, move up a chair, lean against the cushions, and start reading when the sunset is at its strongest.

    Life is nourishing like old age.

    This scene was clearly recorded by the camera downstairs. It was cold and the grass had already turned yellow. A shivering reporter pinched his colleague's arm and stared at a room above: "Hell is empty.

    " People with such a bad character survive.

    The colleague said calmly: "We don't take any secret photos."

    "I'm not just for work," a cold wind hit, and the reporter's lips trembled: "I also want to know the context of the story."

    No first-hand information was captured, how many of them One is that after the news was exposed by other media, they were sent to stand guard. Many people took the initiative to ask Ying, just to know what was going on.

    Everyone has the trait of double standards. While shouting to respect privacy, netizens opened a small account to seek the truth.

    [World Reasoner: What about the following! What's next! Lao Tzu was dreaming about it for three consecutive days. ]

    [Sin is hidden in the sun: The hair that was transplanted just last month will go bald if he can't see the truth. ]

    [The King of Dogs: Save the child! 】

    Chen Zhan has blocked private messages for a long time, and the old god still lives his life freely.

    It is not difficult for him to stay at home. He does push-ups at home, and helps the old man with the daily food care. Under such a regular work and rest, the work efficiency is surprisingly high.

    The "Confessions" already has 300,000 words, and according to the original plan, it can be finished with at most 50,000 words.

    The joy of being able to open the second part soon after the end has swept away the depression in my heart these days.

    Chen Zhan even has the motivation to double his work -

    my love flower has withered, and that man's has just begun to bloom.

    When she cheered again, the ring on her hand had already indicated everything.

    I felt suffocated for the first time.

    I want to die in love, but I don't have the courage to die.

    I heard that there is a very effective temple on the mountain not far from here, it will bless every devout believer. There is no one in this world that loves her more deeply than I do.