When I really put my heart into writing my work, I no longer worry about recommendations. They both have confidence in their work and believe that there will be no shortage of recommendations.

Daily writing went very smoothly. After the holiday trip, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian returned to writing an average of about 6,000 words a day. They coded for three hours every night, published 4,000 manuscripts and saved 2,000, etc.

It will explode after it is put on the shelves.

"It's really good, it's really good."

Both of their new books were promoted. Song Jiamu was also in a happy mood. He stood up and stretched, picked up her water bottle and drank a few sips of water.

"Then where are you going to go later?"

"On Friday, we play as usual. How about you?"

"Friday, regular library."

"Then wait for me to go home together, and we can secretly buy groceries and cook!"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine, I like to eat all the dishes you cook."

"Every time I cook my favorite dishes."

"Doesn't that mean we both like to eat the same food?!"

"I've decided to make coriander stir-fry tonight!"

Yun Shuqian was thinking about what to cook tonight. She hadn't cooked for a week. She had observed that when she made braised pork, Song Jiamu liked it very much. So she would make braised pork tonight and buy some more.

Steamed oysters are a celebration of their promotion.

Tomorrow is also the weekend, and she will go to Song Jiamu's house in the evening to see how the set is arranged. She will talk to Caiyi later.

"Would you like a hug?" Song Jiamu said coldly.

"What?" Yun Shuqian didn't follow his train of thought.

"I said let's hug each other to celebrate the recommendation promotion!"

"don't want."

I don’t want to hug him. Now that I have been promoted to the new book selection, I have to hug him. Then when I advance to the top, won’t I have to kiss him?

There are many types of hugs, such as hugs in an electric car, and hugs across a quilt in a hotel, but I have never experienced a hug face to face in his arms.

It was different when she was a child. He was not as tall as her at that time. When they were about the same height, he didn't feel anything when he hugged her.

Just as Yun Shuqian was sitting on the stone chair, thinking wildly, the tall figure in front of her reached out and pulled her up.

"ah."

She exclaimed and threw herself directly into his arms due to the force. Then two large, generous palms hugged the back of her slender shoulders, sending hot heat.

His breath suddenly filled her arms. Yun Shuqian was stunned, her pretty face flushed, and her big eyes trembled.

He was so tall. At this moment, Yun Shuqian felt like he was as small as a baby. He hugged him so tightly, and his whole body felt soft and full of security.

Hug her gently, hug her gently, if my underwear is flat, he should know that I have no breasts!!

And... just hug me, don’t pick me up!!

The sadness of a flat-chested girl with a height difference of 18 centimeters was actually lifted off the ground by him.

"I'm leaving, remember to wait for me when I get home."

It wasn't until he let go of his arm that the stunned girl came back to her senses.

"I, I didn't even agree to give you a hug, so you forced me to hug you!"

She was about to raise her little hand to hit him in embarrassment.

"We're holding hands, but it doesn't matter if we hug you!"

Song Jiamu picked up his backpack and ran away in a hurry.

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Chapter completed!