Sister, Shut Up!

"Where is this enough?"

"Senior sister, you have to learn to balance patience and enjoyment, or I will be squeezed dry by you sooner or later." Jiang Miao sighed, "Your young body will soon be unable to bear it."

"Stop talking too much, hurry up." Su Huai Porridge urged.

Sun Yumeng stood at the stairs, did not dare to approach the door of the room, blinked, swallowed, her eyes were blank with shock, and then the shock spread in her pupils like earthquake waves.

So, so shameful!

Senior Sister Su... That gentle, polite and generous Senior Sister Su... secretly, unexpectedly, is like this...

Sun Yumeng opened her mouth slightly, her body was stiff, and her mind was full of thoughts.

The plots of hundreds of romances in the past have been integrated and sublimated in the mind, interweaving a chapter that belongs exclusively to Su Xuejie.

Sun Yumeng only felt her throat dry, and silently retreated towards the stairs, one step at a time, without making a sound, and returned to the living room on the first floor.

Song Huanhuan watched her go downstairs alone, and asked suspiciously, "Where are the senior sister and the others?"

"Hmm...Sister said she was tired and needed to take a break." Sun Yumeng pulled the corners of her mouth, showing a forced smile, feeling that the door to the adult world had just opened to her.

155. Social Death Porridge Online Free

When renting a house in Japan, Su Huai porridge wore a white goose down jacket, and took it off after lying on the bed, revealing the beige turtleneck sweater underneath.

The slim sweater clung to Su Huai Congee's body, and she lay on the bed upside down with her head leaning against the end of the bed.

Jiang Miao sat at the end of the bed and typed. As long as Su Huai porridge moved a little and the quilt on his body was lifted, Jiang Miao's eyes would sink involuntarily, and he couldn't get out at all.

Just take the material...

Jiang Miao left the 1987-character codeword software page alone, and his eyes fell on the delicate face of the senior sister, and then followed the side face all the way down, lingering in the deep dark valley.

After more than ten minutes, Su Huai porridge, who was squinting and half asleep, opened his eyes, looked up at Jiang Miao at the end of the bed, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say it's almost ready? Why haven't you finished coding yet?"

"Cough..." Jiang Miao looked away the moment the senior sister opened her eyes, pretending to be serious about typing, and put her hands on the keyboard, "It's Calvin, it's just the end."

"How many words?"

"1987."

"Isn't that a matter of one sentence?"

"Senior sister, one of the main points of serializing online articles is the end of the last chapter of each day." Jiang Miao seriously nonsense, "This is related to the guarantee of daily follow-up reading."

"It's broken chapters?" Su Huai porridge snorted, stretched out his claws from under the quilt, scratched the student a few times, and punished him on behalf of the readers, "It's still a high-sounding statement."

"Chapter breaking is an art!" Jiang Miao said seriously, "This is not something that can be learned casually, and I am still comprehending and improving."

Su Huai porridge turned over in the bed, from lying flat to prone, staring at the upright junior, wanting to bite him.

Being looked at by the senior sister like this, even though the beauty of the abyss is very attractive, Jiang Miao still typed the words seriously and added a paragraph at the end of this chapter.

The heroine got drunk and was carried back to the bed by the hero. After wiping her body, she became delirious and drunk, and pressed the voice button of her girlfriend's WeChat to send some strange voices.

Finally, I clicked on the chat interface of WeChat friends with the note of "grandmother".

Then?

Then of course it's broken.

Jiang Miao hit the full stop very familiarly, copied the entire chapter, and moved it to the writer's background. After confirming the title and [Writer's Words], he clicked send, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's over, senior sister." Jiang Miao closed the notebook, threw herself on the bed, and was so tired that she just wanted to rest.

"Be careful." Su Huai porridge held down the notebook that was almost knocked off the bed by him, and carefully placed it on the ground. Just as he was about to turn over, he realized that the single bed was a bit narrow and couldn't be opened. "After typing the words Just go down and play, don't sleep now."

"The brain is exhausted and needs to be recharged." Jiang Miao sank into the soft bed, sighed comfortably, then lifted the quilt and shrank in, "I'll squint for a while, and I'll get down later. Let's go upstairs."

"Hey!"

Jiang Miao jumped onto the bed from the end of the bed, her head was naturally facing the head of the bed, which was exactly the opposite direction to Su Huai Porridge.

So his big feet naturally leaned against Su Huai Congee's face, and she angrily pushed him away.

But just as Su Huai porridge wanted to get up and turn around, Jiang Miao, who was about to sleep with her eyes closed, hugged her legs.

She wore a pair of light white wide-leg pants today. The legs of the pants were very long, but when she was sleeping on the bed, they had already rolled up to her calves.

The white socks wrapped the little feet, together with a white lotus-like white ankle and calf, and Jiang Miao hugged her into her arms. Su Huaipu's cheeks turned rosy immediately, and she struggled a little.

After being stepped on her chin by her senior's white socks, Jiang Miao realized that she had hugged her wrongly. After the senior sister turned around and lay down on the bed again, Jiang Miao hugged the senior sister's soft body sideways again. Close your eyes and plan to squint for a while.

Su Huai Congee was no longer sleepy now, looking down at her junior sleeping on her body, her eyes rarely showed a trace of tenderness.

Rubbing the junior's hair with his small hand, fingers as delicate as white onions flicked through the hair, looking at the sharp-edged side profile of the junior, Su Huai porridge was a little fascinated.

The person she likes falls asleep in her arms. This real touch of being closely dependent on each other makes her feel a little unreal, but also a little fortunate and gratified.

Three months ago, she would never have imagined that three months later, she would hug a boy like this and cuddle tightly on a narrow single bed.

She only knows that she has no regrets, and even feels lucky. From a person who doesn't believe in love to a person who is willing to try love, all she needs is Jiang Miao.

Or should I say peach jam?

Su Huai porridge laughed, feeling the breath of the junior student became steady and long, couldn't help but secretly lowered his head, and kissed him on the face.

Then, swaying in a strange way, he followed his face and the corners of his lips, exploring all the way.

Soft.

Sweet.

Feeling the junior move, Su Huai porridge retracted his head to avoid waking him up.

I don't know why, but when I'm in front of my junior, I'm always very shy towards my relatives, and I'll push my junior away unless I have to.

But every time the junior falls asleep, she can't control her mouth and likes to kiss secretly.

Obviously, she can do whatever she wants at any time, but it is this sneaky feeling that makes her very addicted, and she can't control it at all.

In order to prevent himself from going too far, Su Huai Porridge took out his mobile phone, opened the latest chapter just updated by Peach Jam, and planned to divert his attention.

In the new plot, the male and female protagonists have already traveled to Xiamen together during the National Day holiday.

Peach Jam has already written more than 20 chapters of this travel story, and the follow-up also involves the heroine's birthday, so it seems that there are still more to write.

Su Huai porridge read very slowly, for fear of accidentally finishing it.

But just like a disassembled popsicle, even if you just hold it in your mouth, it will always be eaten slowly.

As far as this chapter is concerned, I read it bit by bit, and Su Huai porridge still finished reading this chapter after 8 minutes.

Seeing the end of the final chapter, she gritted her teeth, almost couldn't hold back the pat to wake up her junior, and pressed his head to continue typing.

It's rare to have such a small black room with such good environmental conditions. It would be a pity not to shut him up here to squeeze him out.

Su Huai porridge spread the phone on the quilt, kicked his feet under the quilt, raised his head and sighed.

I really want to see the sequel!

Why, even though she has someone she likes, and the person she likes happens to be the author she likes, she still can't satisfy her?

Even now, at the end of the chapter, she still feels a little uncomfortable when she sees readers talking about shortness, water, and peach sauce being out of chapter.

I really want to refute them one by one, but I am afraid that if I quarrel with others, it will affect Peach Jam instead.

In the end, she could only pretend that she couldn't see it.

In the past, like everyone else, she felt that codewords, as long as she was willing to sit still, earnestly and never miss a job, she would have to write 10000 words in a day, right?

But in fact, this situation is not easy for anyone to achieve.

It's like parents always say that if their children can devote all their time to their studies, and they are willing to sit still and not wander off, they will definitely be admitted to key universities in the college entrance examination.

But everyone knows the reality.

In contrast, Su Huai porridge felt that Jiang Miao was already very powerful.

At least compared to most freshman students, it is estimated that most people will not be able to bear it if they want to keep 4000 words updated every day, and occasionally add updates.

In fact, authors who can keep updating steadily are rare.

If you think about it this way, her peach sauce is already very capable.

Su Huai porridge looked down at Jiang Miao's side face, tapped his finger on his forehead, then slid down the straight bridge of the nose, and finally touched his lips lightly.

Well... just kiss again.

Su Huai porridge looked struggling, with a hesitant expression, and his movements were clean and neat.

If you kiss again, you won't kiss again.

Just a moment.

a bit.

……

"Um……"

When Jiang Miao woke up, her lips felt wet.

But before he opened his eyes, he felt that the senior took a napkin and wiped it on his mouth.

"Senior sister, what are you doing?!" Jiang Miao was startled by her, opened her eyes and asked in doubt.

"Ahem..." Su Huai porridge, who was cleaning up the battlefield, was a little guilty, but he kept moving his hands until he wiped the student's mouth clean, "You, you drool when you slept, it's so dirty .”

"Really?" Jiang Miao, who was beaten up, didn't know the truth, and was a little embarrassed. She sat up and wiped her clean mouth, "I'm sorry, senior."

"It's okay, it's time to go downstairs." Su Huai porridge got up in a hurry, avoiding being noticed by his juniors, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed with a guilty conscience, put on his down jacket, "Let's go."

Jiang Miao picked up the notebook, followed the senior sister downstairs, found the backpack and put the notebook away.

"Ah, senior sister, are you coming down?" Song Huanhuan immediately waved his hand when he saw the two of them, "Is the Werewolf coming?"

"Come, come!" Su Huai Porridge pulled Jiang Miao to sit down and participated in everyone's entertainment.

Sun Yumeng, who was sitting next to Song Huanhuan, looked at Su Huai Porridge and Jiang Miao with complex eyes, looking for clues.

Senior sister's hair is a bit messy...

The collar of the sweater is also a little crooked...

moist lips...