I write novels in Liyue

This is actually a way to recharge itself!

Now I can't find an excuse not to write anymore...

"Well... True Lord, I'll take a bath first before I start writing... I'm feeling a bit unwell."

Fang Qiu's eyes darted around quickly as he spoke.

"I'll go with you."

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

"This……"

Fang Qiu was quite helpless.

numb.

She had originally planned to soak in the bath for an hour and have some fun catching the fish...

I can't touch it anymore...

Oh well, I accept my fate. I'll take a shower and continue writing.

The sooner I finish writing, the sooner I can call it a day.

The next book will be started later...

To avoid being monitored...

After pushing away Tingyu's tentatively outstretched hand, Fang Qiu ate the rest of the cake in one bite.

After licking his lips, he picked up Tingyu and followed Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun to the bathroom.

It must be said that after Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun transformed into human form, he was very handsome, and his figure was also top-notch.

Especially when clothes were taken off her body one by one, coupled with her completely unworldly thoughts and her otherworldly expression.

It has a particularly astringent taste.

Of course, Fang Qiu dared not reveal any of these inner thoughts.

joke.

This is disrespectful to the immortal master.

If True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng knew what I was thinking, heaven knows how I would be punished.

She handed a towel to Tingyu after she transformed, and then they went to the open-air bath together.

The bath was filled with steam, a veritable paradise on earth.

Completely soaked, Fang Qiu was jolted awake by the cold wind and quickly jumped into the bath.

"Mmm...ah...so good..."

The warm water enveloped her entire body, and Fang Qiu immediately felt much more comfortable.

The chill in my body, and the melancholy of having to continue writing later, seemed to vanish in that instant.

Indeed, taking a bath in winter is the most comfortable.

Although getting into and out of the bath was somewhat unpleasant...

Fang Qiu leaned against the bathtub, watching the cat-eared little girl Tingyu obediently sit by the bathtub and soak in the water under the orders of Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun. He glanced at Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun again, smiled faintly, and looked up at the sky.

Looking up, I saw snowflakes slowly drifting down under the bright lights.

"It's snowing again."

Fang Qiu reached out and caught a snowflake, murmuring to himself.

The snowflakes melted quickly.

"I wonder if it will snow on the day of the Lantern Festival."

Fang Qiu murmured.

"Lantern Festival, huh? In previous years, I always spent the Lantern Festival in the mountains. It's been a long time since I celebrated the Lantern Festival in Liyue Harbor. I wonder if anything has changed."

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

"This year, Zhenjun, let's celebrate the Lantern Festival here. Shenhe will be very happy."

Fang Qiu said.

"Hmph, what's wrong? You're not happy?"

The True Lord of Clouds and Wind seizes every opportunity.

"Not at all. I'm very happy that you're staying for the Lantern Festival."

Fang Qiu leaned over, grabbed Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun's arm, and said with a sweet smile.

If we don't supervise her work or exercise...

Although the True Lord's supervision of her was all for her own good...

However, humans are lazy creatures.

Both work and exercise are inherently against human nature.

If you could become physically stronger and mentally better without exercising, almost no one would be willing to exercise...

The same applies to work. If you could have money without working, almost no one would want to work...

Well... that's why I added the word "almost".

The former is that some people enjoy the feeling of exercising.

The latter refers to the kind of person who pursues the truth to the end, and who would be content to die if he heard the truth in the morning.

Of course, she is neither of those two.

She's a very ordinary person.

She just wants to make money and become stronger while lying down.

Damn it, in my past life I could lie down and type on my phone, and even fall asleep while writing, all in bed.

If you come to Teyvat and fall asleep while writing, you might not only get a stiff neck, but also catch a cold.

As for getting ink marks on one's face, that's commonplace.

A few days ago, I fell asleep while writing, and the words "fat pig" were imprinted on my face...

I was laughed at by Sister Ying'er for a long time.

Damn it.

I don't look like a fat pig at all...

She's slim where she should be, without an ounce of fat, and full where she should be.

Looking at her white, fluffy breasts floating on the water, and touching her flat stomach, Fang Qiu thought to herself.

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The snow fell heavier and heavier. After a hurried bath, knowing that she couldn't escape the fate of staying up all night to write, Fang Qiu had no choice but to get dressed and return to the inner hall.

Tingyu didn't rush to change back. She sat naked on the sofa, her petite and slender body sinking into it.

She was swinging her soft, white feet, holding a piece of cake, and eating it happily.

The little tongue kept licking the cream.

The room was full of girls.

So, nobody cared about her.

Fang Qiu then sat back down on the bouncy bomb plushie.

The saying goes well.

Life is like that; since you can't resist it, you can only choose to enjoy it.

Keep writing!

Finish writing sooner so you can get some rest.

"Speaking of which, isn't Shen He coming back again today?"

Fang Qiu stretched and picked up her pen, just as she was about to start writing, when she suddenly remembered something, looked up at the window, and sighed.

Outside the window, the wind, carrying snow, howled and swept upwards, passing over Gan Yu's office at Yuehaiting.

In the office, Shen He and Gan Yu were discussing official business.

In the hall, five or six secretaries were writing furiously. The Lantern Festival was drawing ever closer, and the two of them were busy coordinating the reporting projects for the festival.

After passing the Moon Sea Pavilion, the wind and snow continued to rise and landed on the Jade Pavilion.

Ningguang stood by the window, looking down at the brightly lit Liyue Harbor in the distance, holding a cup of steaming, fragrant, and precious tea.

I have a copy of Journey to the West and the research results of the Empty Return Terminal Machine on hand.

Once the snow stops, we can conduct test flights.

I just don't know if we'll have enough time to present a gift for the Lantern Festival.

As for the book "Journey to the West," she received the finished copy ahead of time and has been reading it in her spare time these past few days.

It's very well written.

Although these were things she already knew by heart and had thoroughly understood, Fang Qiu's ability to write them into a book at least showed that she was well-versed in them.

If one were to dabble in officialdom, even if one were not to achieve great fame, one would at least hold a high position and wield great power.

As for the shopping mall, even without my help, it should be able to become extremely wealthy.

However, Fang Qiu didn't seem to be the kind of person who could navigate social situations smoothly...

But thinking about it...

Some principles may seem reasonable, but they don't necessarily need to be followed.

That's why Ke Qing said that no matter how she invited her, she was unwilling to serve as an official in Yujingtai.

He never participates in commercial operations under his own supervision, focusing solely on creation.