He picked up the guitar and strummed it a few times, and then came up with strange ideas, and the notes were running around in his mind.

Gong Zihua quickly recorded the inspiration and went back and forth several times. It was not bad, but it needed to be revised.

Gong Zihua bit her pen, "Damn it, he doesn't have any special skills, he just has some talent and talent for music. He doesn't like to be a star in public, he just wants to find some value of his existence in this world."

In this life, how can he compare to Togong Zite?

"Biting my nose again, it's very dirty."

A tender voice sounded in front of him. Little Hughes stood in front of him, looking at him seriously, his brows slightly furrowed.

Gong Zihua chirped: "Ba~po, I want you to take care of it."

His nosy personality is also the same as that of Hughes... Isn't this made too vivid?

Little Hughes climbed onto the sofa and leaned next to him: "Are you writing music?"

"Oh, you still know music?" Gong Zihua wanted to open his head and see what programs were entered.

If he could type, he would probably fill this guy's head with Gong Zihua's name.

So, if he can't be kicked away or rolled away from now on, you can ravage him to your heart's content...

As long as Higashi Gongzi Che is there, he will be given to whomever he likes. Anyway, Gong Zihua doesn't care about him anymore.

Little Hughes picked up the music and looked at it. His eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Gong Zihua's face turned dark: "Don't tell me that you understand."

"Well written." Junior Hughes finally praised.

Gong Zihua looked at him questioningly and grabbed the song: "Pretending to understand if you don't understand, bah."

"It's good that you wrote it." Xiao Xiusi smiled lightly, and there was no sense of inconsistency in the praise.

Gong Zihua's arrogance was lifted up, and her expression was so arrogant that she almost breathed out of her nostrils. She slapped the back of Xiao Xiu Si's head hard with her palm: "I know how to flatter you better than you!"

Little Hughes was knocked off the sofa with one slap and fell to the ground.

Only then did Gong Zihua realize that...he and Toru Higashi Gongzi were no longer in the weak relationship they had before.

There is a huge difference in physical strength between the current little Hughes and him.

But Gong Zihua is the old man now, and he stares at little Hughes and refuses to go down and pick him up. Why? He doesn't care about the arrangements given to him by Higashi Gongzihua.

Little Hughes, on the other hand, silently climbed back onto the sofa and leaned next to him.

Mong Zihua has been a little tail for so many years and can finally become a master. It feels so good to be a slave and become a master!

He couldn't pull away for a while, clutching the manuscript and saying that he had to compose music again, so don't disturb him!

Little Hughes nodded quietly and said, "You write, I will accompany you."

After saying that, he took a pillow and put it on Mong Zihua's legs, curling up next to him and sleeping on the sofa.

Gong Zihua's tiger body shook, and the pen core was almost broken by him.

It's a bit like traveling back in time... back to the past.

Those warm memories came flooding back, and Gong Zihua liked this feeling.

Inspired, he revised and scribbled.

Time flew by quickly, until he was so tired that he yawned loudly, and Yang leaned on the sofa and stretched himself.

He glanced at the little guy sleeping between his legs, and his eyes moved slightly... Oh, what if this was really good?
Chapter completed!