Black-bellied academic bully's tips for chasing his wife

Zhou Yiwen sat on a chair with a transparent water glass, his long legs crossed together.

"I haven't seen him since that day, and I know that my identity is not worthy of this man. No matter how insulting others are, I finally chose to leave."

Zhou Yiwen opened a page casually, and the first paragraph of the novel made Zhou Yiwen feel a little heartbroken.

After signing the contract, Wei Ziyi looked at the 80 in the bank card and kept it all for a long time.

Wei Ziyi has been in a good mood these past few days, and the director of the novel "The Long Road to Chasing His Wife" is quite responsible.

Invited a famous editor and a popular niche, although Wei Ziyi didn't expect his book to survive at the beginning.

Wei Ziyi originally wanted to keep a low profile, but Zhou Yiwen sent a message, "I read all your books and found a problem."

Wei Ziyi suddenly fell into a feeling of social death when he saw the news, and the reason was that Zhou Yiwen was the prototype.

When Wei Ziyi got off work, it happened to be raining lightly, and Zhou Yiwen stood at the door of the coffee shop holding an umbrella.

Wearing a black windbreaker, Zhou Yiwen stood at the door of the coffee shop in a gentle manner holding an umbrella.

There was a pear flower growing next to the coffee shop, and the petals fell down one after another due to the baptism of wind and rain.

When Wei Ziyi walked over, Zhou Yiwen raised the umbrella to Wei Ziyi's head.

The two walked back in silence, until Zhou Yiwen suddenly looked at Wei Ziyi seriously after walking for a long time, "I didn't know that I could also be the hero in your novel."

Wei Ziyi was a little embarrassed for a moment, but Zhou Yiwen asked Wei Ziyi indifferently, "You've actually been very concerned all these years, right?"

Wei Ziyi sighed with erratic eyes when he heard Zhou Yiwen's question, "Actually, I have almost forgotten the past."

Wei Ziyi sighed a little tiredly as he spoke, in fact, Wei Ziyi had almost forgotten everything that happened in the past.

It is impossible for people to stay in the past, and Wei Ziyi is not the kind of person who complains about himself.

In fact, many things happened to Wei Ziyi at home, and Wei Ziyi was a little helpless in the face of his parents' quarrel and divorce.

Including the things about himself and Zhao Siya in school also made Wei Ziyi somewhat forgetful about Zhou Yiwen.

Most of the time Wei Ziyi is like a warrior, coming to save himself on colorful clouds.

After Zhou Yiwen and Wei Ziyi returned home, the speaker in the living room was still dutifully reading, "The first time I saw him, he was wearing a black windbreaker."

It happened to be raining that day, and all the people were holding umbrellas or running back in a hurry, but this man formed a sharp contrast with the passers-by.

Who did I recognize at a glance?But I actually fell in love with a person I couldn't get at first sight, and I was surrounded by huge inferiority complex.

When Wei Ziyi heard this part of the novel, he suddenly coughed twice in embarrassment, and Zhou Yiwen turned off the speaker amusedly.

Wei Ziyi blushed and sat on the chair, Zhou Yiwen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Is Miss Wei familiar?"

Hearing this, Wei Ziyi raised his head and looked at Zhou Yiwen, "Mr. Zhou is not familiar with it?"

Wei Ziyi had a perfect smile on his face as he said this, Zhou Yiwen leaned his hand on his chin and looked at Wei Ziyi in front of him solemnly when he heard this.

Zhou Yiwen was a little fascinated by Wei Ziyi like this.The bad expression on his face exudes charm.

Looking at each other, Wei Ziyi felt that he heard Zhou Yiwen's junior high school breath, Wei Ziyi blushed and then pulled Zhou Yiwen's collar.

Wei Ziyi tiptoed and kissed him. When Wei Ziyi touched Zhou Yiwen's lips, Zhou Yiwen could clearly feel Wei Ziyi's heavy breathing.

Regarding the passage automatically read by the audio, Zhou Yiwen thought silently in his heart, "He stood there looking at the hurrying passers-by, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a girl who was staring at him in a daze."

"In his eyes, this girl shines brightly, unlike those passers-by who are in a hurry."

"I have a hunch that my fate with this girl is more than that. I have never believed in God, and I have never prayed to God. But this time I actually want to continue my fate with him by praying to God."

Zhou Yiwen was a little bit greedy by this young kiss, Zhou Yiwen was so fascinated by Wei Ziyi's sunny aura that he liked this girl for six whole years.

Zhou Yiwen still remembered that when he stood up for that girl, that girl looked at him in fear.

Zhou Yiwen went to a famous aristocratic school before transferring to another school. The children in this school are either rich or noble, and there are no children from ordinary families.

When Zhou Yiwen punched up, many people in the class looked at Zhou Yiwen as if they were monsters.

Zhou Yiwen shook his hands indifferently. The fight between Zhou Yiwen and the boy soon alarmed the class teacher, and the boy looked at Zhou Yiwen with eyes full of resentment.

Zhou Yiwen didn't care at all, but when the class teacher called the girl who was peeping in the group to the office, Zhou Yiwen looked puzzled.

Zhou Yiwen saw the world of adults for the first time that day, the boy's parents were chatting and laughing with Zhou's father, and the girl's parents were watching carefully.

The girl also showed a flattering smile on her face, and the boy who was beaten looked at the girl's flattery indifferently.

Zhou Yiwen suddenly felt that he was a joke at that moment, and there was a loud noise when Zhou Yiwen stood up from the stool.

The girl flinched in fear. When the teacher talked about Zhou Yiwen's possible puppy love, Zhou Yiwen told the teacher firmly, "I just can't understand that boy always squatting on the ground to pick up pens."

"I also can't understand the lifting of the head when picking up the pen, which makes him feel physically and physically uncomfortable."

Zhou Yiwen's words directly trampled all the adults present under their feet. The greed in the eyes of the girl's parents was so obvious.

At the behest of her parents, the girl smiled flatteringly at the boy who was beaten, Zhou Yiwen suddenly felt a little ridiculous at that moment.

My own kindness turned out to be a tool used by these adults.Zhou Yiwen was slapped by his father when he went home that day, but Zhou Yiwen didn't feel any pain.

When Zhou Yiwen left, the news of the engagement between the girl and the boy made Zhou Yiwen feel like he had been slapped in the face.

Almost everyone thought that Zhou Yiwen beat someone because he couldn't get that girl, but among the three present, except Zhou Yiwen, that girl and boy really taught Zhou Yiwen a lesson.

At that time, Zhou Yiwen actually felt physically disgusted and disgusted with girls, but Wei Ziyi became that exception.

Zhou Yiwen still remembered the curious gazes from the people next to him when he sat down in his seat.

After Zhou Yiwen arranged the books in an agitated manner, he felt his back being poked twice.

What kind of mood did Zhou Yiwen feel at that time? There was a little impatience and tolerance that Zhou Yiwen didn't pay attention to.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two gradually heated up, and the lipstick on Wei Ziyi's mouth also rubbed against Zhou Yiwen's face and neck, and the chasing with the tip of his tongue also made Zhou Yiwen's breathing heavy.

Wei Ziyi was panting and wanted to pull out, but Zhou Yiwen sucked greedily like a traveler in the desert.

There was a hoarseness in Zhou Yiwen's voice that he didn't even notice, "Daughter! I like you, I really like you..."

Wei Ziyi's eyes were flushed abnormally, and the corner of Wei Ziyi's mouth curled into a nice curve, "I like you too".

When Wei Ziyi said these words again, those beautiful red phoenix eyes also glowed with starlight.

The smile on the corner of Zhou Yiwen's mouth grew bigger and bigger, Zhou Yiwen hugged Wei Ziyi like a huge dog and never let go.

Zhou Yiwen rested his head on Wei Ziyi's artery, quietly listening to the rapid beating of Wei Ziyi's heart.

His baby, the person he loves the most, the person he has loved for six years, his heart is beating wildly for him.

Zhou Yiwen felt very happy, the girl he held in his arms was a treasure that he wanted to keep in his hands.

Someone once said that the first to be moved is the first to lose.

Zhou Yiwen knew from the beginning to the end that he had lost to Wei Ziyi, the girl he fell in love with immediately.

Zhou Yiwen said in a low voice, "Today, I allow student Wei Ziyi to ask for a day off."

Wei Ziyi raised his head suddenly when he heard this again, the smirk on Zhou Yiwen's face made Wei Ziyi a little shy.

"Can you not say such sacred words at this time..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yiwen bit Wei Ziyi's big ear lightly with his teeth, and Wei Ziyi's ear soon turned red, until it reached his neck.

"How sacred is this topic? I read one of your novels before, and this book uses another vest."

Zhou Yiwen couldn't hold back Didi's laughter as he spoke, Zhou Yiwen stood in front of Wei Ziyi and straightened his clothes solemnly, "Student Wei Ziyi, please stand up and answer this math problem..."

At that moment, Wei Ziyi suddenly wanted to find a place to get up and avoid seeing people, which was too much to kill.

At this time, Zhou Yiwen looked like a child who had succeeded in a trick, covering his mouth and laughing loudly.

Wei Ziyi: "???"

When your vest was picked up by someone, when you once wrote all your yy thoughts into a book, and this book was picked up by your boyfriend, did you have the urge to kill someone?

Wei Ziyi actually has a lot of vests, and he was very open when he admired those eight-pack abs on the Internet.

Wei Ziyi and Zhao Siya once watched that kind of sese movie together. At that time, Wei Ziyi and Zhao Siya, I don’t know why, were discussing academic issues in a serious manner.

Hey, Wei Ziyi feels that this is a small witch who sees a big witch. When a little fox sees a big fox, it depends on who is wise.