Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

"Qiuyue-kun, do you want it?"

Xiyuanji Yuezi moved her face to Xiaosan's profile, and at the same time, Xiaosan similarly approached Xiyuanji Yuezi's ear, and responded softly to Xiyuanji Yuezi who seemed to be teasing her the other side.

"Don't you want Odoriko?"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately blew a breath on Xiaosan, causing Xiyuan Temple Yuezi's body to tremble involuntarily, and he almost lost his footing.

"I'll wait for you in the office, just come in."

After finishing speaking, Xiyuanji Yuezi didn't look at Xiaosan again, and left directly, leaving Xiaosan alone in the dining room.

Xiaosan didn't let Xiaosan go with the other party, probably because he was worried about something, Xiaosan didn't pay too much attention to it, sat quietly in the restaurant, and left the restaurant after a while.

He entered the office of Saiyuan Temple Odoriko through the back door of the restaurant.

The moment he entered the office, he saw Ryoko Xiyuanji who had arrived earlier, threw herself into his arms, and hugged Xiaosan tightly.

"Qiuyue-kun, love me..."

There is no need to elaborate on the rest, what should happen just happened in the office.

This is also the reason why Xiaosan came here in the first place.

When there was a faint moan in the office, a young girl stood outside the office. After hearing the voice inside, her pretty face flushed slightly, and at the same time she clenched her teeth, showing a complicated expression.

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The work and rest are completely reversed day and night... so annoying.

Chapter 162. I choose to refuse

If you want to write some serious literature, you can participate in awards like the 'Akutagawa Award' and 'Mishima Award' that can increase your status as a writer.

But I don't know what to write. Sitting in the office of the Astronomical Society, my mind is completely empty, and no one has any thoughts at all.

Whether it's genre, core, or anything else, Xiaosan didn't think about it carefully.

Although some works that he had seen before came to mind, Xiaosan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he thought that his own works needed to be referred to, or borrowed from those works to be able to participate in the award.

Even if he never went back to show off or show anything, he always maintained a peaceful and humble posture, but deep down in his heart, he also had his own pride.

'I don't know if the story of struggling in society with a philistine protagonist who is full of philistines is a trick. '

Taking a deep breath, Xiao San couldn't help raising his head, making a gasping sound.

"Okay."

Under the desk of the Astronomical Club where Xiaosan was sitting, the petite Feng Xiaochun slowly emerged from under the table, then sat in Xiaosan's arms, took a tissue from the table, wiped the white Stains wipe clean.

The shock seemed to gradually subside, and Xiao San also slowly calmed down, sitting there quietly, embracing the girl sitting in his arms with both hands.

"In this case, Qiuyue-jun, are you comfortable?"

"Well, it's much better."

Facing Xiaochun's concerned question, Xiaosan always had an indescribable subtle feeling in his heart.

The gap between the other party's eldest lady and himself as an ordinary person, when Xiaochun was serving him, that huge sense of gap suddenly turned into a strong sense of stimulation, making Xiaosan unable to understand for a while. Come to yourself.

However, not long after, that feeling gradually faded, and Xiao San's brain returned to calmness.

"Speaking of which, Xiaochun's family knows those... Forget it, it's probably useless, you still have to rely on yourself."

"What's the matter, Qiuyue-kun?"

"I just want to participate in those literary awards for newcomers and give it a try."

"Sorry, Mr. Qiuyue, I'm not very familiar with those people in the literary world, and they have nothing to do with my family's business."

After hearing Xiaosan's words, Xiaochun thought about it carefully, and found that in his family, it seemed that in the field of literature, there were not many people who could be called friendship, and even if he knew him, it was basically not the kind of person who had a lot of words. right person.

Even if they inquired about Xiaosan's publishing, Feng Xiaochun spent a lot of favors to inquire about the situation from those publishing houses.

"It's okay, I'm just asking casually, don't need to pay too much attention."

From the very beginning, Xiao San didn't have much hope for Feng Xiaochun, he just asked casually, if there was, it was a surprise, if not, it was not a big deal.

Even if there is, at most it is just to ask the other judges about their preferences, and then create more targeted creations to please those judges from the content of the work, which is just a tricky way, and there is nothing left.

"In the final analysis, you still have to rely on your own strength to speak."

"Qiuyue-kun... It doesn't matter even if you can't make money, I can support Qiuyue-kun."

"..."

Seeing Feng Xiaochun in his arms looking up at him, Xiao San felt a little speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer her better.

I don't know if it's because Yan Ye transferred to her school, which made Feng Xiaochun feel oppressed. Recently, whenever he met Xiaosan, he kept talking about taking care of him.

Stretching out his hand, he stroked Xiaochun's soft silver-white curly long hair twice, Xiaosan gave a slight smile.

"As a man, I can't stand being taken care of by a woman. Even those people who often say that, if someone really takes care of them, they probably won't accept it."

"why?"

"Because of pride."

Xiaochun looked at Xiaosan's smile in his eyes, but there was not much smile in his eyes, as if he understood something, and he didn't mention the matter of nurturing.