Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Snow was falling outside. Si Mo hung up the phone and returned to his seat with the waiter who came to deliver the food.

The custom-made wood-grain tabletop is covered with off-white fabric, and above it are two exquisite plates, which contain the store's signature desserts: garlic soft French bread and taro mochi.

The tall and long-legged Asian face attracted many admiring glances as soon as he came in. Zou Yanzhi gradually smiled after seeing Si Mo coming back: "I didn't expect to see these books in a store here."

In his hand he was holding a white-covered book that he had just borrowed. The newspaper racks were mostly filled with local magazines and stamps. Only the wooden rack on the right contained popular foreign books, most of which were very famous and had received rave reviews across borders.

Among them are several of his books, and one is "Nightmare Pursuit" by "White Bruise", but Amaretto is not on the list.

Zou Yanzhi was holding that book in his hand. Si Mo's gaze paused for a few seconds before he pretended nothing had happened and sat opposite him. A special feeling gradually spread in his heart.

"…Have you seen it?"

Zou Yanzhi flipped through a few pages at random and nodded, "Yes, I still have the first edition from a long time ago on my bookshelf at home."

"In recent years, I haven't paid much attention to writers on the Internet, except for this Bai Yu."

"Compared to Amaretto, his books are of very good quality and this writer is a rare talent."

Zou Yanzhi rarely said much about this area. Objectively speaking, he thinks highly of himself and rarely appreciates a book from the perspective of a reader.

If he had the chance, he really wanted to make friends with Bai Yu.

"Mu Yun took great pains to poach Li Yan, but in fact, he might as well poach him." Zou Yanzhi pointed at the book.

He didn't notice that Si Mo's eyes flickered at this moment. He lowered his eyes, scooped out a piece of cake and put it into his mouth, his cheeks feeling a little hot.

In fact, Mu Yun also extended the same olive branch to him, but he just didn't agree.

Not to mention that he was actually an editor here, and if he signed with Mu Yun, he would be exposed. He just didn't have the thick skin of Li Yan, who could play backstabbing without any guilt.

Si Mo: "I think Mu Yun can't dig out the white ulcer."

Zou Yanzhi nodded in agreement.

Their original plan that night was to go see the aurora in the suburbs. They took the cable car to their destination and happened to run into a group of local young people holding an event. They were forced to drink two glasses of cold beer as long as their forearms.

The two men couldn't refuse their hospitality, so they chatted with them for a while and drank varying degrees of alcohol.

Zou Yanzhi hadn't had such a carefree hangover for a long time. He didn't have to worry about whether his condition would worsen the next day. In fact, because of the special person next to him at this moment, he would not have any complaints even if he died immediately.

"Hey." He glanced sideways and called out softly.

"Hmm?" Si Mo brushed off the snow and sat on the railing, leaning back with both hands, and responded with a relaxed expression: "What's the matter?"

The aurora in the sky is reflected in the boy's amber eyes, and everyone who sees it is shocked by its beauty. It is a kind of mystery and wonder that is difficult to express in words.

The snow-white glacier sparkled charmingly against the backdrop of green light. At that moment, the wind stopped and the figures of two people overlapped and intertwined. One raised his head and the other tilted his head, looking at the person beside him with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

"Actually, I've always wanted to say thank you to you."

Thank you for appearing in my barren life, lighting me up and saving me.

"And, I love you."

You are my untraceable assumption.

Zou Yanzhi's voice was really soft, and when it drifted into Si Mo's ears with the wind, he reacted half a beat late.

His voice choked, and his eyes suddenly felt a little sore.

My skin felt slightly cool, but the breath next to my ear was extremely hot.

"You love me, I've known it for a long time." The boy turned his head and his lips brushed against the small mole on the tip of his nose: "Me too."

Zou Yanzhi smiled, then moved closer firmly and grabbed the back of Si Mo's head forcefully.

The people around them soon discovered them and shouted with excitement. There were no concerns about gender or contemptuous looks here. They were just a pair of lovers who couldn't be happier.

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There is still snow outside the window, but every corner of the luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel is filled with heat.

Bedroom, living room, bathroom, and even balcony.

Zou Yanzhi's eyes turned red for a rare moment.

Although I didn’t have much experience before, my years of reading comic novels were not in vain.

In addition to some new tricks, he also found that he liked...

"Don't cry, I feel bad."

Zou Yanzhi leaned over and wiped the tears from the corners of the little fox's eyes.

He held the bloody earlobe in his mouth viciously and whispered softly, "Wife."

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The most taboo moment is to be disturbed, and someone's call just happened to come at the right time.

"He's dead, throw him aside!" Si Mo's breathing was unstable.

Zou Yanzhi glanced at the displayed contact and raised a nice arc at the corner of his mouth: "Your author may have something to talk to you about. Wouldn't it be rude to hang up?"

It was the middle of the night, and most people would have gone to bed. Li Yan had made this call on purpose.

"Don't..." The watery fox eyes widened slightly, and he just watched Zou Yanzhi press the answer button!

The man put his index finger to his lips and made a gesture to keep quiet.

"Hello? Editor, you're still awake. I'm sorry to bother you so late. I just wanted to ask, have you read my new article? Do you have any comments?"

Li Yan said this calmly, holding a cigarette, without any sign of embarrassment.

"I haven't watched it yet. Tomorrow, I--!"

Si Mo's face was red as blood dripping, because since answering the phone, Zou Yanzhi has become more...

Once, his heart was in his throat, his words were intermittent, and he quickly covered his mouth not daring to make a sound.

There was a rare silence on the other end of the phone. After a long while, Li Yan hung up.

A busy tone came from the phone, and Li Yan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot!

"You, him, what,..."

Si Mo became furious and threw away his phone, staring at him with a hint of anger in his eyes.

But he had been bullied so badly that his face was covered with tear marks and his eyes were red, so he didn't look fierce at all. Instead, he looked like a small animal with half-grown fangs, waving his soft claws.

Zou Yanzhi was stunned for a moment. He would not tell Si Mo that he would inexplicably satisfy a certain abnormal point of his own when he was like this.

"Wife, I love you." He stared at her with his dark, wet eyes, held Si Mo's wrist and brought it close to his face, confessing in a low voice over and over again.

(Old rules, original w see)

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A week's vacation passed quickly, and when the plane landed, the familiar air of South City hit me in the face.

The news that the editor-in-chief had returned soon spread to the literary club, and Hai Di specifically asked him to come over in the morning.

In order to prevent any trouble from happening again, Si Mo found Su Su's WeChat and greeted her cautiously, only to find out that it was because the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon, and the publishing house had prepared gifts for the authors.

In fact, there are similar activities every year, and the few copies she had were only given away today.