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

to survive, the protagonist needs to drill wood to make fire, survive in the wilderness, and develop technology.

from the Stone Age, to the Bronze Age, to the Iron Age, to the Steam Age,

is a very hard-core novel, reflecting the evolution of human beings for hundreds of millions of

typed Hedy’s ideas into the document, tapping his five fingers on the keyboard, as if

I think you’re missing an important element.”

the shock, Hedy looked up at him with a clean face, his eyes

and his eyes stayed on her pink lips

Love.

to read it patiently, and love is a topic of eternal exploration for human beings, why not grasp

thought for a while, and approved of Preston’s

discussed how to expand the readership, and finally finalized the title of

the industrial revolution, you say

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princess?”

she had started the “wilderness survival” mode, relying on

guest appears in the territory, saying that you

the

forest to a mansion, a dynasty, and even a whole

collision between cultures and the separation between eras

Twilight deepened.

“It’s time to go to bed, and I will officially upload the Chapter tomorrow.”

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

will type. Your hands need to rest for a while, and they are not suitable for

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

he was very busy.

hands are indeed not suitable for frequent

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important

eyes locked on Hedy, and his gentle voice slowly dissipated in

he could postpone all

warmed, his brows

her friend was more important than business.

sounds so

-The

day, the sun rises in the

few hours later, the opening Chapter

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

also tweeted that he had

the rest of

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

are mostly

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

are many women who are richer than you and

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