C42 Humbly Jean

Leng Nian had a bitter expression on his face. A thousand words was fine, but two thousand words wasn't enough. Didn't three thousand words want his head to be bald?

Jiang Lier smiled from the side.

"Hahaha, looking at you like this, you still want to write together. Tsk, tsk, tsk. You write more than all of us."

Lan Jin came over and patted his shoulder