Chapter 261 A Different Goodnight Kiss

After parting with Gu Jia, Zhou Jing first returned to his own residence, turned on his computer and made the most of his time to write his novel.

There are indeed not many manuscripts left for the novel. Before going on a business trip, Zhou Jing sent all the manuscripts to Yang Wenwen. He hadn't written anything in the past few days, and the remaining manuscripts would be enough to be sent tomorrow. There would be no manuscripts to be sent the day after tomorrow.

Zhou Jing will now write the final part of his current novel while writing a new book.

For his new book, Zhou Jing plans to continue writing fantasy. After changing the platform, the current book has become a masterpiece, and the fantasy novel routines are at their peak. Zhou Jing plans to strike while the iron is hot and make some quick money while fantasy literature is at the forefront of online literature and various exciting routines are not yet old-fashioned. Under the premise that he is not sure whether the new creative work can be recognized by current readers, it is definitely right to follow the current trend. With Zhou Jing's current fan base, even if it is a little old-fashioned, it can still be a big hit.

It is now 10 years later, and the old-fashioned style is just Zhou Jing's comparison with 2023. Novels of the primitive and otherworldly style are in their golden age, the divorced engagement and good-for-nothing style are very cool, and the urban school beauty and top master types are also the most popular.

The name of the new book is "The Ancient God" and the hero is named Ye Wentian.

The current Zhou Jing used a reverse break-up flow. The male protagonist's top-level innate spiritual vein was taken away by the second female lead's grandfather and given to the second female lead who was also taken away by her enemy. The second female lead rose to prominence, but the male protagonist became a loser. The second female lead's grandfather betrothed the second female lead to the male protagonist out of guilt. The male protagonist couldn't stand the second female lead's coldness and took the initiative to break off the engagement.
In his new book, Zhou Jing plans to write about the protagonist being dumped by his childhood sweetheart and breaking off the engagement. The protagonist's foundation is damaged in order to open up the star god soul for his childhood sweetheart, but his childhood sweetheart is stabbed and chooses a tall, rich and handsome man. His father also colludes with the protagonist's family rivals to collude with the protagonist's family to commit adultery.
Zhou Jing doesn't want to write a new book in a similar format, but it's fast to write this way. As long as Zhou Jing is willing, he can use the same format to write ten years later. The first two books are classics, especially the second one, which is even better than "Fights Break Sphere". It will still be a classic ten years later. Of course, the fantasy novels written by Zhou Jing are deeply inspired by Tu Dou. The descriptions of women, fights, and writing style are all deeply influenced by Tu Dou. Various adaptations are inevitable with the passage of time. In short, novels can continue to create value for Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing wrote from around seven in the evening until almost twelve o'clock. He turned off the computer, shook off the quilt on the bed and went to Yang Wenwen.

After coaxing the child to sleep, Yang Wenwen was waiting for the boy. When she heard footsteps in the corridor, she opened the door and greeted the boy and said, "Are you tired?"

"You can only sleep well at night if you are tired during the day."

Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen's soft body and smiled.

"That requires a combination of work and rest. Mental exertion is more strenuous than physical labor."

Yang Wenwen stroked the boy's cheek, poured the warm milk from the kitchen into a cup and handed it to the boy.

“Some things are never tiring to love, and it’s fun to construct your own world and story in a novel.”

Zhou Jing put the milk on the table, put his arms around Yang Wenwen's waist, rubbed his lips on Yang Wenwen's cheeks and ears, and his right hand moved from Yang Wenwen's waist down and stopped on Yang Wenwen's round buttocks.

Yang Wenwen turned around in the boy's arms, put one hand around his neck and said, "Goodbye today, drink the milk and I'll give you a massage."

Yang Wenwen missed the boy a lot these days, but she was more worried that the boy might not be able to bear the hard work.

"My wife is so sweet."

Zhou Jing had a great time playing with Chen Jiaqian yesterday and the day before yesterday, so he didn't care about it today. The reason why he sent Gu Jia away was that he didn't want to be "busy" and ignore Yang Wenwen as soon as he came back. Since Yang Wenwen was so considerate, Zhou Jing just kept quiet.

Although Zhou Jing "never feels tired of love" after his rebirth, who knows if being too indulgent will overdraw his body.

So just be restrained, there is still a long way to go.

Zhou Jing picked up the milk and drank it, then washed his face and brushed his teeth. He went to the bedroom to check on the sleeping girl, then gently got on the bed and leaned back on the pillow.

Yang Wenwen turned off the lights in the living room, went to the bedroom and gently got on the bed, "Lie down, I'll rub your shoulders."

"Thank you for your hard work, wife."

Zhou Jing sucked Yang Wenwen’s mouth and lay on the pillow.

"No matter what time it is, your health comes first. If you sit for a long time, your cervical spine will easily have problems."

Yang Wenwen sat beside the boy with a smile on her face, putting her hands on his shoulders, kneading his shoulders, cervical vertebrae, temples, and scalp.

Zhou Jing's neck felt warm and numb, very comfortable. As a teacher, Yang Wenwen often wrote on the blackboard. Her hands were very strong, unlike most girls who had weak hands and no feeling during massage.

"Even if you are not a teacher anymore, you should still keep exercising. If it is inconvenient, buy a treadmill."

Yang Wenwen said softly.

"Well, listen to my wife."

The little girl had fallen asleep, and the two of them spoke in low voices.

Ever since Zhou Jing came, Yang Wenwen always had a smile on her face. This kind of happiness was like a dream. Yang Wenwen had never felt so warm and happy in her dreams.

After massaging for about ten minutes, Zhou Jing stretched his arms and turned over to rest. Yang Wenwen turned off the desk lamp and got into bed.

"No wonder married men always say that having a wife, children and a warm bed is life."

Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen's hair and spoke softly.

"It's mutual. Only when you come into my life do I realize how wonderful it is to be alive."

Yang Wenwen was very grateful that the boy was brave and did not give up and insisted on breaking into her world, otherwise she would still be living a half-human, half-ghost life. Although the boy did not promise her anything, even if he could not give her a long-term future due to personal or family reasons, she would not complain, because the boy had done enough for her.

"You are just too stupid. With your conditions, you don't have to worry about not being able to get married even if you have a child. You don't have to bear everything alone. Not everyone is as blind and heartless as your ex-boyfriend."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's chin and said.

Yang Wenwen sighed softly. She knew it very well, but she didn't have the mood or patience to try a new relationship, nor did she want to make mistakes at the cost of her marriage.

"Not every boy is as loyal and righteous as you."

Yang Wenwen said with her forehead against the boy's.

Zhou Jing wanted to say that he was not as good as they thought, and he could only try his best to give them the best life.

"have a rest!"

It’s getting late, Yang Wenwen said, letting go of the boy’s arm.

"Kiss and sleep."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

Yang Wenwen gave the boy a gentle goodnight kiss.

"That's not it."

After saying this, Zhou Jing got into bed.

Yang Wenwen smiled and pinched the boy's face, then sat up and gently woke her daughter up to ask if she wanted to go to the toilet.

The little girl hummed in a daze. Yang Wenwen picked her up and helped her urinate in the basin on the ground. Then she put her daughter back on the bed with guardrails on three sides and covered her with a quilt.

The next morning, around seven o'clock, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen woke up to the clumsy tossing of the little girl.

"Shh! Dad is tired from work, let him sleep a little longer."

Yang Wenwen woke up and covered her daughter's mouth, then got up gently and prepared to carry her daughter to the next bedroom.

"It doesn't matter. Come here, little cutie. Did you dream about daddy last night?"

Zhou Jing pulled the little girl to his side.

The little girl blinked her big watery eyes, thought for two seconds and said, "I dreamed about it!"

She thought that seeing Zhou Jing when she got up to pee was a dream.

"Then lie down quietly."

Yang Wenwen covered the two of them with a quilt, then got out of bed, emptied her daughter's chamber pot, washed the pot, went to the toilet, washed her hands, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

There were tomatoes, eggs and flour at home, so Yang Wenwen made a simple egg dumpling soup.

[Are you awake? What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you later.]

Zhou Jing was just about to get up when he received a text message from Gu Jia on his phone.

(End of this chapter)