I May Be the Boss of the Heroine

Recently, I have fallen in love with reading heroines, but many of the writings on heroines are very green. What should I say? It feels like a primary school student writing. But this book really surprised me. The writing is very solid and the development is very stable. It is not as confusing as some novels. The emotional line is also slowly advanced, making people feel very calm and comfortable. The psychological description of the heroine is also very good, and the appropriate humor is also the finishing touch. Ah, this is the heroine I imagined! I have some suggestions, just asking you to do more.

I really like this book. Is this book 1v1? I can't quite accept NP, it's really nice to write in big letters. Damn, when will the update be released?

I like the heroine to be strong in the middle and delicate in the hall and in the kitchen. I don't know how many handsome men there are. Well, cheers for the author😊

"Master Wife, where is the child?" After a long time, Wei Yan remembered his child. Mo Qicheng:... Why do you need two light bulbs? She hasn't even made out with her little husband yet. Two little debt collectors. "I remember, they are two children, twins, right? Wife?" Wei Yan pulled the wife, who had already turned away, and thought of something. He hurriedly saw the child's heart, and suddenly paused. There was a secret smile on his face. "Master Wife, that is our child." He said and kissed Mo Qicheng on the face. "Well, here." Mo Qicheng nodded and pointed to his lips. Wei Yan almost stopped laughing, but he still moved forward. Mo Qicheng felt relieved, then walked to the other side of the curtain and carried a small bed over. Lying inside, two red-faced babies, two tiny ones, had their eyes closed, breathing steadily, and sleeping soundly. From time to time, he would move his little mouth, as if he was dreaming of something delicious. Just looking at it makes people's hearts soften. But. Wei Yan saw Mo Qicheng's actions and his heart tightened. That was a child, and he carried the bed and the person out so rudely. If it's not stable... Then... Wei Yan's heart was in his throat. Although I trust my wife in my heart, I won't do anything careless. But... However, I still couldn't help but feel worried. Wei Yan was so scared that he couldn't lie still and got up in two seconds. I have a slight pain in my abdomen and my lower body is almost unstable. "Little Xianggong." Mo Qicheng had been paying attention to the little Xianggong. At this moment, he saw that the small cradle bed that was originally carried with two hands had become one hand to lead and the other hand to help hurriedly. "Wife, wife, child." Wei Yan was frightened when he saw that. The child is still so weak. Mo Qicheng's face turned dark and he snorted softly, but he still followed Wei Yan's wishes and put the little bed at ease. Wei Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two unconscious children still sleeping soundly on the small bed next to the bed. Wei Yan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed feeling exhausted. "They are small, but I am strong enough." Mo Qicheng squinted slightly and looked at the two little guys on the bed, thoughtfully. Wei Yan nodded, of course he knew, but he just couldn't control the worry in his heart. Wei Yanxu helped Mo Qicheng lie down. Mo Qicheng was asked to put the two children on the bed. He had to take a good look at them. He had never seen these children before. Mo Qicheng was silent, and under the gaze of the young husband, he stiffly held the two fragile babies next to the young husband. "Be gentle, be gentle." Wei Yan looked at it and couldn't help but reach out to help him. Mo Qizheng almost didn't have a black face. What can two little ones do, and how can they fall? Only when the two babies finally landed on the bed did Wei Yan feel relieved. Looking at the small, sweet sleeping person, my heart becomes softer and warmer, with an indescribable bond. It turns out that this is the continuation of life. Mo Qicheng saw that the young husband was focusing on the child and no longer looked at her. Mo Qicheng curled his lips and silently stretched out his hand to move the child towards her. Wei Yan noticed something and smiled, then remembered something and asked: "Master Wife, have you named the child?" "You..." Started. Mo Qicheng swallowed the words halfway through. Didn't the young husband give her a name? Why did these two little ones have to ask the young husband to name her. Mo Qicheng thought for a moment before speaking.

A family should be neat and tidy

Mo Qicheng looked at Zisu intently, which reminded Zisu of the days when Mo Qicheng was looking for Wei Yan and fought with him for several days and nights. I was a little timid for a moment, or rather embarrassed. His reaction was really loud when he arrived. Zi Su coughed lightly and explained: "The mother's blood is useless to the child, but it will turn against the ancestors." Then Zisu explained that the meaning of this anti-ancestor is that it is possible to cause physical changes in the children. For example, a man is infertile and a woman has menstruation... Mo Qicheng fell silent. She still had to understand the rules of this female country. I could only watch helplessly as the little Xianggong used the needle, squeezed out a few drops of blood into the water, and fainted quickly. Seeing that the feeding had begun, and later, the child drank rice soup, Mo Qizheng found that the rice water did not cause indigestion in the baby, but was well absorbed. Mo Qizheng no longer knew how to speak. This world is still a little different from modern times. The person has been found, so Mo Qizheng doesn't have to travel around. He lives in this small drugstore, helping to look after the store during the day, and taking care of his young husband and two children. The 100-day banquet came soon, and it was lively and lively. The people in Taohua Temple were relatively simple and enthusiastic. In the past, the baby was too young and it was difficult to see visitors, not to mention the fact that he was of the imperial master's blood. Today's Hundred Days Banquet, Mo Qi Cheng didn't have to worry about it, even the people of Taohua Temple set up a flowing banquet. The whole street and the next street were celebrating the bloodline of the Imperial Master, and Mo Qizheng once again saw the respect and compliments of the people of the Nu Zun Kingdom for the Imperial Master. "Drink, drink, drink. Today is the 100-day banquet for the young master and the young master. We want to drink to the fullest." "Come, come, come, but men, women, and young men, don't be formal. Today's 100-day banquet for the young master and the young master cannot be without wine." "Yes, yes, drink... Mr. Wei used to run a medical clinic and help everyone all the time. He also had Lin'er. Everyone felt pity for Mr. Wei that he was alone and did not dare to mention Mr. Wei's sadness. Who knew that Mr. Wei was the husband of our national master." "Isn't that right? It turns out that the big shot is right next to us, and the king is gentle and treats his people like his own children. When we at Taohua Temple are sick and in pain, we don't go to this medical clinic to pay the honest price. They only charge for the medicine and not the consultation fee." "I heard that the Imperial Preceptor had already arrived when the monarch gave birth to Lin, and I don't know if I can meet him or pay my respects. The Imperial Preceptor's blood has blessed our daughter, our country, for hundreds of years..." Mo Qicheng held the little Xianggong's hand and prevented him from hugging the two bastards. His sensitive ears also heard the lively sounds outside. "Master Wife, Xiao Qi turned over." Wei Yan was pulled by his wife and could not go over to see the baby. Now he saw Xiao Bu Qi turning over. He was happy, but at the same time he was afraid that his hand would be pressed or bumped somewhere if he turned over. "The bed is too big to fall off." Mo Qicheng glanced lightly and directly pressed her little husband on her legs to see that he still passed by like this. "Yeah." The little guy on the bed seemed to hear the voices of his parents. His swaying little head turned towards Mo Qicheng, and then his black and white eyes blinked, and he smiled with his mouth open, making a gurgling sound. "Master Wife, did Xiaoqi really call him daddy?" After hearing this, Wei Yan happily grabbed Mo Qicheng's hand. Mo Qicheng was dumbfounded: ... Sorry, she didn't hear it. "Yeah." But seeing as my little husband is so happy, I just have to go against my will. "Really, I didn't hear wrong." Wei Yan was happy and broke away from Mo Qizheng's arms, ran over and picked up Xiao Buqi. "Xiao Qi, please call daddy again." Mo Qicheng:... Then his eyes suddenly met his big black grape-like eyes, and his fleshy little hands made babbling sounds. As if he felt his mother looking at him, a smile appeared on his lips, silly, and a little like a little husband-in-law. Mo Qicheng's depression was lessened a little, and he said to the little Buli who was squandering his tender white lotus arms: "Xiao Li, come here." "Huh?" The round black grape turned around a bit, seeming a little confused. Wei Yan also heard his wife's voice. He looked back and saw that his wife was having trouble with his son, with a smile on his face again. "Master Wife, Xiao Bu Li is still young and can't understand. Moreover, the child's body is weak and cannot crawl..." Wei Yan said, but couldn't help but trail off because he saw that Xiao Bu Li had turned over and shook his head, like a little animal learning to walk, its limbs swaying and about to fall. Wei Yan couldn't help but reach out, but was stopped by Mo Qicheng. "Xiao Li, come here." Mo Qicheng waved and tapped the edge of the bed. "My wife..." Wei Yan felt that something was going on, so he hugged Buqi and sat next to Mo Qicheng. "Be good." Mo Qicheng kept saying it. He didn't know whether he was talking to the little husband or to the little Buli who kept his limbs so steady. Then heard. "Errrr." From the initial instability, the crawler behind became more and more stable. It crawled bit by bit, shaking its still relatively soft neck, and its head also shook. "Come on, hug me." Xiao Buli seemed a little tired and stopped. Mo Qizheng said again at this time. The little guy seemed to understand. He babbled twice and started to crawl over again as if in response to Mo Qi Cheng. "Xiao Li is really amazing. Master said the child won't be able to crawl until September." "Yeah." Xiao Buli seemed to be responding to his father. The man had already crawled over. He wanted to grab Mo Qizheng's hand with his little hands, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was about to fall. Fortunately, Mo Qicheng was quick and had already hugged the person until he was soft. "Yeah." Xiao Buli smiled, grabbing Mo Qicheng's long hair with his hand, and swaying it wildly. "They are nourished by spiritual energy, their bones grow faster than ordinary babies, and they can crawl. It's not surprising." Mo Qicheng stabilized the little thing in his arms before explaining to her little husband. "Can Xiaoqi also crawl?" Wei Yan thought it made sense and asked happily. "Yes, give me the person." Mo Qicheng wanted to say that he was not sure, but as soon as his mind changed, his words also took a turn. One hand was holding her son, and the other hand wanted to pull her daughter out of her husband's arms. "Okay." Wei Yan naturally believed in his wife, and he knew how powerful she was. Wei Yan was happy and thought that he was also a master with high spiritual power. In fact, he could do it too. "You go get something to eat. It'll be quick." Mo Qicheng held a child in each hand and spoke softly to the young husband. On the surface, the day had passed without making Wei Yan suspect that he was also a little hungry and wanted to go out to eat something. Only Mo Qicheng and the two children were left in the house. Mo Qicheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put the person down, and made a decision with his hand. Zisu, who is no longer bald, is still neatly dressed, and is still holding his unchanged gourd in his hand. "What's going on? Why did you call me over?" "Take the two children back to Qiongjing, by the way." "Have you agreed, little disciple?" It is impossible not to live a leisurely life, and he will naturally not agree. However, the little disciple will definitely not agree to this matter. It is completely unfair to Zisu. "Have you ever heard of Tang Shengrou? I heard that Shenxiushan uses paper cranes to..." "Wait! Oh, the little babies must like the scenery of Qiongjing." Zisu froze when he heard about Tang Shengrou, picked up the two little guys next to him, and ran away quickly. Mo Qicheng hooked his lips, the world between two people...

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(The child drinks milk when he is hungry) "Never leave, never abandon." It was said that he was naming the child, but when he said the name, he was so serious that it was definitely Wei Yan. Wei Yan was looked at seriously by his wife. Suddenly, his whole body felt warm and his heart was beating wildly. The tips of the ears are reddish. "My wife, please be serious." "I'm serious." Mo Qicheng said, as if to prove his credibility, he nodded meaningfully, and then looked at the two children next to him. "The boys are called Buju, and the girls are called Buqi. Doesn't it sound good?" Mo Qicheng said, and then asked a question, as if he didn't know the meaning of what he said. Wei Yan held back his breath and could only speak pleasantly. When Mo Qicheng heard this, he smiled for a moment, "Well, I think it sounds good too." Unscrupulous parents never forget to talk about love when they have children. From then on, the names of the two people were called: You BuLe, You Bu Abandon. "Ali, Aqi... Aqi." Wei Yan silently recited the names of the two children, and suddenly found that his daughter's name was a bit like his wife's. The more he shouted, the more satisfied he became. Mo Qicheng narrowed his eyes and saw that the young husband looked weak, so he passed him first. "Hey, it's not the right time for you to come as a teacher." Suddenly a voice broke the warmth. Wei Yan looked over and saw Master Zisu who was really neat and tidy. "Master." Wei Yan shouted, and he wanted to get up out of habit. Zi Su looked at the person next to him and immediately moved, holding Wei Yan down: "My good disciple, lie down well." "Xiao Qi, you're here too. I didn't expect you to come faster than me, haha, haha." Zisu smiled briskly, not letting out the embarrassment. He just got drunk, and when he woke up, he realized that he had missed the time and the children had already been born. If Mo Qicheng hadn't come over, his little apprentice would have suffered the consequences of giving birth. "Master, where's your hair?" Wei Yan was pushed back. It was a bit surprising to see his master neatly dressed and clean, but now he didn't even have any hair. This... Well, is too clean. "Huh? Haha, haha." Zisu immediately touched his head after hearing his apprentice's words, and said immediately when he found that he was naked. "It's gone, it's gone. This man is old and can't withstand the loneliness of the years. Unlike you, it's great to be young." As he said this, he wanted to tease the baby beside the bed. Mo Qicheng watched the two people talking and laughing. It was not just now that Zi Su knew that the young husband lived here. During the spring and autumn period when she was looking for her young husband, she also found Zisu, but no matter how hard she pressed, the other party said he didn't know. I don't know... Judging from the current situation, he was lying to her. When Zisu met Mo Qicheng, he felt guilty. He fought with him for several days and nights, but he didn't betray his apprentice. Now he felt like he had been caught. It was a little embarrassing. "Did it fall off? I'm afraid he was originally a monk." Mo Qicheng saw carefully that even if there were no ring scars on this bald head, it could not change the fact that he was once a monk. "Ah ha, Xiao Qi loves to joke." Zi Su touched his precious gourd and said that he was a veteran. On the surface, he was not nervous at all about Mo Qi Cheng's words. Anyway, Mo Qi Cheng didn't know anything about what he could do to him. Mo Qicheng saw it but didn't say anything. It was that person who got him out, and it was he who disrupted the world between her and her young husband. But... Mo Qicheng suddenly thought of something, his eyes fell on Xiao Buli and Xiao Buqi, and he suddenly smiled. I don't know if Xiaobuli and Xiaobuqi sensed something, but they burst into tears. This made Wei Yan start to panic. "My wife, my child, please hold one of them." Both children were crying. Wei Yan didn't know whether to hold the older one or the younger one. He was nervously hugging one and patting the other, so he was very busy. When Mo Qicheng came over to hold the child, Wei Yan suddenly thought of the scene where his wife "moved" the child, and immediately gave Zi Su the bag in his hand, and then hugged one himself. "Master, the child is crying." Then Mo Qicheng's hand that he was about to extend became empty. Then... Mo Qicheng looked at the two men silently, one holding the other, patting and coaxing them. I feel superfluous. Mo Qicheng was dumbfounded:... "Are you hungry?" "Then what should I feed the child?" When Mo Qicheng heard this, he suddenly paused and looked at himself subconsciously... He couldn't help but take a few steps back, unable to imagine that breast milk was all in the picture. Then I felt something was wrong, she had no milk, what a bastard. Then the question comes, what do the boys of the female country eat when they grow up? ! ! ? Before Mo Qicheng could raise any questions, Wei Yan over there had already interrupted Mo Qicheng's train of thought. "The wife." "I..." No breasts... She almost blurted out, but she kept her image of a boss and didn't say it. "Go and get a bowl of warm water." Mo Qicheng didn't know why, so he had to take a step back and prepare warm water. Can babies be full just by drinking water? But does drinking water mean drinking milk? Does she have such a thing? How about she catch a tiger and get everything? ! Mo Qizheng, who didn't know why, had to fill a bowl of water and use his spiritual power to warm it before taking it over. Just... She didn't see her little husband feeding him, so she had no choice but to take action and feed him herself. "Wait, you can't drink it yet." Wei Yan put down Xiao Buli and spoke. "Not hot, not cold." Mo Qizheng thought the young husband was afraid of the water temperature. Unexpectedly, the young husband reached out to the pillow and took out an embroidery needle. Before Mo Qicheng asked what he was doing, he saw the young husband was about to rub his hands. ! Mo Qicheng quickly held the other person's hand and frowned: "What are you doing!" He was already angry, he was still weak after giving birth, and now he is still bleeding. However, without waiting for Mo Qi Cheng's anger, Zi Su and Wei Yan looked at Mo Qi Cheng in confusion, and were even more shocked than Mo Qi Cheng's frown. "I, I feed the children." "Yes, 70%. They say blood is thicker than water. If I am hungry, I will naturally use my father's blood. Once the child eats his father's blood, he will grow up healthily. After three days, use rice water naturally. " Mo Qicheng's face twitched when he heard that, just drink the blood. Three days later, the child will drink rice soup, so he is not afraid of indigestion... And making the child sick. But. Looking at their expressions, you can tell that this is common sense, and I am afraid this is what this female Zunguo is like. Then she... Does as the Romans do? ! Mo Qicheng remained silent. If this was the case, then: "Use mine." Mo Qicheng stretched out his finger, ready to drip blood, but the bowl was quickly taken away by Zi Su.

Emmmm, maybe it's a personal preference. I prefer np. However, your writing style is very delicate. I like your article. No matter how many male protagonists there are, I will keep chasing them. Come on~