Sister, Shut Up!

At this time, Su Huai Porridge was completely like a kitten, curled up in Jiang Miao's arms, and his small hands were still gently clutching his collar.

And Jiang Miao's hand was no longer just on Su Huai Porridge's shoulder, the palm had even crossed the collarbone, gently resting on the senior sister's ribs.

Even between the two of them breathing, under the slight ups and downs of the body, his fingers could almost touch the mountainside of the black mountain.

As soon as Su Huai porridge opened his eyes, he realized the embarrassing situation at this time, and immediately pushed his junior away, and sat up blushing.

As a result, after the quilt slipped, Miaoman's figure became more attractive under the outline of the black nightdress, so Jiang Miao could only stare blankly, almost speechless.

But in the next second, Su Huai Porridge had already pulled up the quilt from the ground, wrapped himself around his body, and asked with a blushing face, "I, why am I in your quilt?"

"..." Jiang Miao was speechless, and almost laughed out loud, senior sister, how did you come in by yourself and didn't count?

"It must be you! Do something bad while I'm asleep!" Su Huai porridge thief shouted to catch the thief, and kicked him angrily.

Jiang Miao's old waist received this soft blow, and he stretched out his hand to catch the little foot, but Su Huai porridge shrank his legs and escaped.

"Do you still dare to fight back?" Su Huai porridge gave him a glare, "I even said that I won't collect materials for you, how can you still do this?"

"...Senior sister, I just woke up, how do I know how you got into my bed?" Jiang Miao said with an innocent face, "Maybe you feel cold and subconsciously crawl into my arms when you are asleep?"

"You lied!" Su Huai porridge accused loudly, "I woke up before, and it was you who sneaked up and hugged me!"

"Then why didn't the senior sister resist?"

"I, I can't expose you! How did you know that you are so shameless?" Su Huai porridge said stubbornly, "Should I admit my mistake now?"

"Well, I admit my mistake." Jiang Miao nodded earnestly with a suppressed smile, and then said, "But in fact, in the morning, I woke up a little earlier than my senior sister, and at that time, my senior sister took the initiative to get into my bed .”

"The Guard is Here"

Su Huai Porridge: "???"

"You lied to me?!"

"Obviously the senior sister lied to me first."

"Why are you so annoying?!" Su Huai porridge slapped him on the shoulder, turned around with blushing cheeks, dropped the quilt and got off the bed, wanting to run outside.

As a result, Jiang Miao moved faster than her, and chased to the door of the bedroom in the blink of an eye. Just as Su Huai porridge pressed his hand on the doorknob, before the door opened, Jiang Miao hugged him from behind.

"Ah! Let go..." Su Huai Porridge was hugged tightly by his junior, his body softened immediately, and his tone became subtle, "What are you doing?"

"Sister... Uncle and Brother Zhang may be in the living room." Jiang Miao whispered in her ear, "Even if you don't mind, I will be jealous."

Su Huaipu's body became softer after being blown by his junior, and he could stand upright only by relying on his junior's hug.

"I, I know, you let go..."

"Then who got into my bed before?"

Su Huai porridge was full of guilt, and muttered: "... I don't know."

"Then sleep a little longer?" Jiang Miao hugged senior sister's tender body tightly, feeling hot all over, even the air conditioner couldn't cool down, "I'll let senior sister know."

"Don't..." Su Huai porridge was afraid of him, and her two small hands tightly grasped the big hand of the junior on her belly, for fear that he would suddenly do something wrong, "I was the one who got into the junior's bed! I was that Subconsciously...it's too cold to pick up the quilt on the floor."

After finding a reasonable reason for himself, Su Huai Congee suddenly regained his confidence.

Jiang Miao hugged her senior from behind, lowered her head and saw her pink earlobes, couldn't hold back a kiss immediately.

"Woo..." Su Huai porridge trembled all over, breathing hot air from his mouth, "Stop making trouble... Junior..."

"Sister, let me ask one last question."

"Ok?"

"Did you buy this nightdress specially to show me?"

"……certainly not."

"That's it."

"Really!" Su Huai porridge was in a hurry, and quickly explained, "Your fox-human sister-in-law in the book, the nightdress that Li painted, is this one! I followed the drawing..."

Jiang Miao: "...?"

"Senior sister, you paint...would you buy clothes and put them on for comparison?"

"It's not all of them... just some occasionally... might buy..." Su Huai Porridge said, his voice getting softer and weaker, feeling that his most shameful things had been picked up by his juniors.

"The new book heroine Li Hui that was sent to me last time, the abridged version, only wearing underwear..."

"Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up shut up!!!"

When Su Huai porridge heard this, his ears were already red, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He pushed Jiang Miao away, and stamped his feet in extreme embarrassment.

114. Sisters, I’m in Love

On National Day, from the noon on the 3rd to the 7th, Jiang Miao was completely squeezed out by her seniors.

Every day is tense, Jiang Miao now only feels that his brain is numb, and he can't slow down.

From Chapter 86 on the shelves until the morning of the 7th, Jiang Miao has already updated to Chapter 103.

This was an unbelievable speed in the past.

But at this point, the plot is close to the first climax of the new book, and Jiang Miao's detailed outline before opening the book has reached this point.

So after that, he didn't dare to write any faster, so he had to slow down and take time to make a detailed outline of the plot after the male lead's birthday.

Otherwise, after he finishes writing the birthday plot, there is no detailed outline to use, and he just runs around like a headless chicken, easily falling into the dilemma of meaningless hydrology and breaking away from the main line.

Yes, the daily content in many books is hydrology.

But in daily texts, hydrology mainly refers to content that cannot shape or highlight characters or advance the plot.

That is to say, if the daily interactive content written in daily texts cannot highlight the characters of the hero and heroine, but just describe what they did, and write the story into a running account, then it is in hydrology.

As for the main line.

Many people think that there is no main line in daily writing, but it is actually because the emotional line of the hero and heroine is the main line of daily writing itself.

Every emotional progression is actually equivalent to an upgrade in the protagonist's level in a fantasy novel.

Every gift given to each other and the special days experienced are equivalent to the protagonist getting every weapon or skill in a fantasy novel.

So, what kind of gift is meaningful in everyday text?

And what holidays have an effect on the relationship between the two?

Compared with the fantasy text, I am actually asking, after this weapon or skill is given to the protagonist, how will they help the protagonist in the subsequent plot?

Although the content is very different, in fact, many logics and ideas of the novel are very similar.

So Jiang Miao wants to write the hero's birthday plot, it must be because something special happened on the birthday, which either highlights the character design, or promotes the development of the emotional line.

No matter how bad it is, it is also necessary to pave the way for the subsequent progress of the emotional line.

All in all, a plot has to be useful.

And to make a detailed outline is actually to let the author distinguish in advance whether the plot he thought of has the above functions.

If not, it's useless plot.

Either modify it or delete it directly, and you can't make too much nostalgia.

……

At 7 o'clock in the morning on the 11th, Jiang Miao sat in front of the computer and seriously discussed the important role of the detailed outline with the senior sister, hoping that the senior sister could understand the reasons for his future.

"To put it bluntly, I just want to be lazy." Su Huai porridge doesn't write books, and she only half understands Jiang Miao's theory, so she folded her arms and gave him a blank look, "Don't forget, Baiyinmeng still owes you money." Chapter 30."

"It's 27 chapters!" Jiang Miao argued, "I paid back 3 chapters yesterday!"

"Chapter 27." Su Huai porridge emphasized, and then kindly reminded, "Even if you can maintain the daily ten thousand in the future, it will take nine days to pay it off."

"Cough..." Jiang Miao said cheekily, "I can guarantee a minimum of 4000 words a day, and even add an extra chapter every two days on weekends, so it will take about three or four months to pay it off."

"How many words can you write in daily essays?" Su Huai porridge was speechless, "Aren't you going to finish this?"

"How is it possible!" Jiang Miao said seriously and resolutely, "I will write this book for at least a year."

"Really?" Su Huai porridge looked skeptical, "Even if you only write 4000 words a day, you still need to write about 150 million a year, right?"

"Give it a try." Jiang Miao didn't dare to guarantee it, "I still want to write until they get married and have a baby."

Hearing this, Su Huai Porridge suddenly became suspicious, and said vigilantly: "I won't ask you for information on this."

Jiang Miao: "... Am I that kind of person?!"

Today is the last day of the National Day holiday, Jiang Miao and Su Huai Porridge are going back to school in the afternoon.

Lunch will be the last meal of the National Day here.

Jiang Miao argued with her senior to no avail, so she simply took her little hand and went shopping first.

Now they don't need to hold hands in the name of collecting materials. After all, Jiang Miao bought one-third of his girlfriends in exchange for the death of his roommate.

Senior sister's little hands are soft and cool, very comfortable to touch.

There are hand warmers in winter, and the little hands of senior sisters are cool hand treasures, which feel smooth and smooth to the touch, and the texture is excellent.

Only for a few days, the two of them often went out to buy vegetables together, because they were already familiar with the order of buying vegetables because of the fried pork.

Jiang Miao didn't know why the senior sister loved fried pork so much, she couldn't seem to get tired of eating it.

In order to maintain his own freshness, Jiang Miao had to change the way to cook small fried pork, stir-fry chili for a while, light stir-fry for a while, pork belly that is fat and lean for a while, and lean meat for a while.

Su Huai porridge doesn't care about these, it seems that as long as it is fried pork, she will not refuse anyone, and she likes to eat it.

"I feel like I can't live without you." Su Huai porridge held a bowl and ate fried pork. After eating a bowl of rice, he added another half bowl, and sighed while rubbing his stomach.

"Senior sister, if others know that a small fried pork can capture you, they will definitely practice cooking hard immediately."

"What capture, it's so ugly." Su Huai porridge kicked Jiang Miao's calf with his foot under the table.

The senior sister's feet are also cool, and it feels very comfortable to be kicked.

Thinking of this, Jiang Miao really wanted to reach out and touch it under the table.

It's a pity that I'm eating, let's talk about it later.

"Ah, that's right." Jiang Miao suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone and found the male protagonist Li Hui that the porridge boss sent him a few days ago, and asked curiously, "Senior sister, you said that when you draw female characters, you will compare yourself, If it was a man, how would you draw it?"

"...I didn't draw male characters before." Su Huai porridge gave him a faint look, at least the sketches she received were all female characters, "I also drew them in your book."