Since Yang Tianfan quit his job to concentrate on writing, he has been working behind closed doors all day, and Tang Xiaohan did not bother him because of this.

Obviously, today, Yang Tianfan has been out of the customs.

Tang Xiaohan teased, "Brother Tianfan, have you finished another one?"

Yang Tianfan has been closed for a long time, his hair has grown long, and his cheeks have lost a lot of weight.

What made Tang Xiaohan even more amazing was that Yang Tianfan's skin was even whiter than a girl's skin, and it was estimated that it was also the result of not being able to go out.

At this time, Yang Tianfan stood in front of Tang Xiaohan, like a handsome young man, with snow-white lips and red lips, and a strong literary and artistic atmosphere on his body, which would make girls can't help but be attracted by his tenacious and melancholy temperament.

"Xiaohan, I decided to write a book about love, for the two of us. Yang Tianfan looked at Tang Xiaohan deeply and asked, "I want to ask for your consent, is that okay?"

Tang Xiaohan didn't expect Yang Tianfan to be so romantic, she was a little surprised, and nodded again and again, "Of course I want to, then how do you want to write it?"

Tang Xiaohan recalled all kinds of things with Yang Tianfan, from Tangjia Village to Jingcheng, there were too many things that happened between them, and every time they missed it.

The love between them has not yet ended, how to write this story?

Yang Tianfan saw Tang Xiaohan's worries and wanted to make Tang Xiaohan happy, so he said, "Xiaohan, I decided to keep this book written and wait until the day we get old to publish it." ”

Yang Tianfan's idea has been around for a long time, and he hopes to record his love with Tang Xiaohan with pen and paper, as a way to thank him for the encounter in this life.

Tang Xiaohan was moved, and said with a smile, "Brother Tianfan, then when will you start writing?

Yang Tianfan scratched his head, he really didn't have much time since he concentrated on writing.

The whole person is in a mess, and he locks himself in the room except for creation is creation, and he is about to become a nerd.

"I'm sorry, Xiaohan...... This time I may have to write for a long time, so I can't accompany you......" Yang Tianfan is deeply sorry.

Tang Xiaohan naturally understood, she didn't mean to blame Yang Tianfan at all.

What's more, now another hole has come out.

Tang Xiaohan always took advantage of Yang Tianfan's retreat to create when she had time to find Kong Li, and when she heard Yang Tianfan want to create again, she was a little happy in her heart.

When Tang Xiaohan faced Yang Tianfan, he suddenly felt guilty.

Is that a betrayal?

Tang Xiaohan didn't know if it was counted or not, but these two people were obviously the same person!

You can't say you love both!

Tang Xiaohan thought about it, his head was like being wrapped in a ball of hemp rope, and he couldn't break the knot.

After Yang Tianfan left, Tang Xiaohan lay on the bed like a dead corpse.

At this time, Manager Yu came back.

"Manager Tang!" Manager Yu specially flew over to report Tang Xiaohan's news about Kong Li.

Tang Xiaohan jumped up and asked, "How is it?"

Manager Yu said hurriedly, "Kong Li seems to be sick, go and take a look!"

As soon as Tang Xiaohan heard that Kong Li was sick, he didn't care about his image, and ran over directly.

At this time, Kong Li was lying on the bed, his lips were white, his forehead was in cold sweat, and he was shivering with cold.

Bai Xiaochun hurriedly circled in place, waiting for Tang Xiaohan.