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

drill wood to make fire, survive

to the Bronze Age, to the Iron Age, to the Steam

evolution of human beings for hundreds of

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

idea, but I think you’re missing an important element.” Preston

at him with a clean face, his eyes were full of curiosity, “What element?”

lowered his eyes, and his eyes stayed on her pink lips for a

Love.

support more readers to read it patiently, and love is a topic of eternal exploration for human beings,

and approved of

expand the readership, and finally

the industrial revolution, you say I am a fugitive

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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

industrial revolution is about to start, an uninvited guest appears in the territory, saying that you have finally been

the heroine

a mansion, a dynasty,

between cultures and the separation between eras

Twilight deepened.

out of Preston’s arms, “It’s time to go to bed, and I will officially

soft jade made Preston feel a little lost. He looked at the place where Hedy’s blood vessels were stitched, and his voice

to rest for a while, and they are not suitable for

paused, wondering, “Don’t you have to do business?”

remembered that he was very

are indeed not suitable for frequent typing on the

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important than business.”

deep eyes locked on Hedy, and his gentle voice

he could postpone

I see.” Hedy’s heart warmed, his brows

her friend was more important than

so pleasing.

-The

sun rises in the

a few hours later, the opening Chapter

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

had created

didn’t care about the

author started to jump in the background to remind me that he had received a

are

others, where do you come from to be confident and pretend to be noble?” “Among

‘s fans, there are many women who are richer than you and more beautiful than

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