The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 116 Oh, you won’t be shy, will you?

“Really?” The smile flickered in Preston’s eyes.

He moved his body, sat next to Hedy again, and asked seriously, “What kind of competition is ‘Autumn Cup “?”

distance.

“You can also write novels?” Preston raised his eyebrows, seemingly inadvertently, and then moved closer and sat down.

“A little bit.” Hedy opened the distance again.

Killers often have to pretend to be someone else, and then act accordingly and say what they should say based on their identity and background.

She’s a pretty good storyteller too – but why is Preston sitting here. again!

“Then, what kind of novel are you going to write?” Preston deliberately whispered in her ear.

The hot and humid breath sprayed on the sensitive area behind Hedy’s ears, and she was like a kitten whose hair was blown up, a conditioned reflex bounced and was about to stay away.

But she didn’t know that she had already reached the edge of the sofa, and she fell down!

Preston held her slender waist with his big hands, and pulled her back into his arms, his deep eyes were full of concern, “Are you okay?”

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“It’s okay!”

Hedy was a little embarrassed.

A dignified international killer actually fell off the edge of the sofa, it’s too embarrassing!

Preston’s tone was a bit puzzled, “I see you have been moving to the side, do you like the location and scenery here?”

Hedy nodded vigorously, “Yes!”

She just likes the location here!

“I like this side better too. Do you mind if I sit here and hold you by the way?

I’m worried about grandpa’s surprise inspection… Oh, you won’t be shy?” Preston asked politely.

Hedy shook her head vigorously, “No! Yes!”

She kills like hemp, so she can’t be shy!

“Then I’ll hold you like this.” On the edge of the sofa, Preston hugged Hedy in his arms justifiably, with the black belly like an old fox appearing and disappearing in his eyes.

He took Hedy’s notebook with the other hand, opened the document, and changed the subject,

“So, what kind of novel do you want to write?”

Hedy leaned on Preston’s strong chest, calmed his heartbeat, and spoke out his initial thoughts.

This is an idea similar to “Robinson Crusoe”. The protagonist is alone.

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completely strange forest

protagonist needs to drill wood to make fire, survive in the

advancement from the Stone Age, to the Bronze Age, to the Iron Age, to the Steam Age, to the Electric Age.

reflecting the evolution of human beings for hundreds

typed Hedy’s ideas into the document, tapping his five fingers on the keyboard, as if playing the piano is pleasing to the

you’re missing an important element.” Preston chuckled, and Susan’s chest shook.

looked up at him with a clean face, his eyes

pink lips

Love.

more readers to read it patiently, and love is a topic of eternal exploration for human beings, why not grasp both hard core and

thought for a while, and approved of

readership, and finally finalized the title of

already started the industrial revolution, you say I am

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princess?”

ancient times, thinking that she had started the “wilderness survival” mode, relying on the accumulation of knowledge to expand territory in the desolate forest and

appears in the territory, saying that you have finally

the heroine reforms

to a mansion, a dynasty, and even a whole world.

cultures and the separation between eras are all

Twilight deepened.

and came out of Preston’s arms, “It’s time to go to bed, and I will officially upload the Chapter tomorrow.”

Preston feel a little lost. He looked at the

to rest

paused, wondering, “Don’t you have to

he was

indeed not suitable for frequent typing on

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are more important than

deep eyes locked on Hedy, and

he could postpone all negotiations.

warmed, his brows

that her friend was more important

sounds so pleasing.

-The

rises in the east.

hours later, the opening Chapter of the

the pseudonym “Hedy”, uploaded the Chapter, and within an hour,

had created a new

didn’t care about the rest of

author started to jump in the background to remind me that he had received a message from a reader.

comments are

who plays games with others, where do you come from

and more beautiful than you. Don’t think you

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