Chu Ge looked at Qiu Wuji in wounded indignation, his eyes itching to act.
You ten-thousand-year-old young lady, tricking and ambushing a twenty-eight-year-old old man like me!
I was too stunned just now to feel it. Shall we try again?
The moment was gone for good. This time, Sect Master Qiu warily assumed a defensive stance. "I'm allowed to play around. You're not allowed to get any wicked ideas, or I'll beat you up."
Chu Ge nearly lost his mind. "Qiu Wuji, you..."
"What about me?" Qiu Wuji looked at the sky. "One good turn deserves another. You ambushed me yesterday, and I ambushed you today. We're even."
Chu Ge was both annoyed and amused. "Fine, fine, fine."
So that means I can ambush you next time, and you'll pay me back again, right?
Huh, why does that actually feel rather romantic? Qiu Qiu really knows what she's doing.
Seeing his expression turn from indignant to all smiles, Qiu Wuji grew a little uncomfortable instead. Who knew what filthy writerly thoughts were brewing inside him now?
Sect Master Qiu decisively changed the subject. "That outline of yours..."
"Huh?" Chu Ge said with a smile. "Actually, I've already figured it out. We don't need to discuss it anymore."
Qiu Wuji: "?"
Chu Ge said, "One kiss from Qiu Qiu, and inspiration comes pouring out. Everything in that world flows into my heart. What need is there for words?"
Qiu Wuji's slender eyebrows shot up.
Chu Ge continued, "Two kisses from Qiu Qiu, and the outline becomes a detailed outline. Three kisses from Qiu Qiu... Ow!"
The daydreaming author Chu Ge was seized by his female assistant, his arm twisted behind his back. "Would you like your master to toss you into the Nanjiang for a bath to cool you down?"
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