Sister, Shut Up!

"Then I'll code now!" Jiang Miao lifted the quilt and went downstairs to get the notebook.

"No!" Su Huai porridge pulled him back and covered him with the quilt again, "You are my pillow now, don't run away."

Jiang Miao bowed her head to kiss, but Su Huai Porridge covered her mouth with her hand and pushed away with a smile: "The pillow can't move, don't mess around."

……

Until five o'clock in the evening, everyone left one after another. Not long before the house was handed over at six o'clock, Qi Lianyue and Zhao Lu went upstairs and called them down.

The freshman debate team's first party and dinner ended successfully. Everyone took taxis, electric cars and electric cars, and rushed back to school.

Only Jiang Miao and Su Huai Congee were not in a hurry. After riding the little sheep, they came to Jingjiang Mountain Mansion slowly, went to the fresh food supermarket next door to buy ingredients for fried pork, and then returned to Su Huai Congee's house together.

"Ah~ I'm finally back..."

As soon as Su Huai Congee entered the house, she didn't even bother to change her shoes, she walked to the edge of the sofa and rushed in.

"Sister, we've all slept all afternoon." Jiang Miao put on the pair of dark blue slippers, picked up another pair of light yellow slippers, and came to the edge of the sofa.

Holding down Su Huai porridge's dangling feet, Jiang Miao took off her shoes, revealing the little jio wrapped in white socks.

Probably due to the wrong posture, a white sock was half taken off along with the shoes, barely hanging on the toes.Showing a touch of white and smooth instep.

Jiang Miao simply took off this sock, thought for a while, and rolled up another sock.

"Ah!" Su Huai porridge felt itchy, and immediately resisted, but the resistance was ineffective, and soon the junior took off his socks, revealing two white and tender feet.

Maybe it was cold, but the crystal toes curled up subconsciously, making her look even smaller and cute.

Jiang Miao still held their ankles after helping them take off their socks, so she couldn't help touching the smooth insteps.

"You still touch!" Su Huai porridge turned over angrily, and immediately retracted the two jios. He wanted to kick him a few times to vent his anger, but he was afraid that he would never return after kicking his feet, so he finally had to be angry. Hug your knees.

As a result, she saw Jiang Miao raised her hand subconsciously, sniffed her hand through her nose, became furious, picked up the pillow on the sofa and killed him.

"Pervert! Pervert!"

"Student is a pervert!"

"Senior sister, listen to my explanation!" Jiang Miao still wanted to save her, "A pervert is a guy who doesn't distinguish between people and only talks about xp. I only accuse Su Huai porridge. This is a special sentiment, not a pervert!"

"That's also a pervert with special feelings!" Su Huai porridge threw a pillow on his back, wanting to bite him to death.

Who touches someone's feet and smells them? !

158. The unbearable porridge

No one likes being beaten by others.

But if it's Su Huai porridge, a senior who can fascinate people even when she gets angry, then being beaten is also a kind of enjoyment.

So strictly speaking, Jiang Miao is not M.

It's just because I like senior sister so much, so I have become tolerant enough!

"Wear slippers, wear slippers!"

While dodging the attack, Jiang Miao pretended not to be knocked on the back by the pillow, walked around the sofa, picked up the pair of small light yellow slippers on the ground and shouted.

"Don't catch a cold."

The embarrassing senior sister knocked on the forehead, Jiang Miao hugged her, sat back on the sofa, then lifted her legs, and put slippers on her two little jios seriously.

Just now when I stepped on the floor to chase, my feet were indeed a bit cold. The skin on my feet was occasionally touched by my junior. It was so hot that Su Huai porridge shrank his toes subconsciously, reacting cutely.

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Couples who have just been together for a short time can often hold each other for a long time if they hug each other like this.

Even if you don't do anything, don't say anything, just quietly listening to the other person's heartbeat and breathing, you can enjoy it for a long time.

However, the sound of Su Huai Porridge's gurgling stomach brought the two of them back to reality.

"I'm hungry."

"Then sister eat me up." Jiang Miao lowered her head and moved closer.

"Get lost." Su Huai porridge smiled disgusted, and pushed his bad face away, "Go and cook."

"Then together?" Jiang Miao got up and pulled Su Huai Porridge up from the sofa.

Su Huai porridge slept from five in the morning to noon, and then from noon to afternoon, his body was still soft, so he just slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move, "Don't~ you go by yourself."

As a result, Jiang Miao half-bent down, put her hands under Su Huai Congee's body, and easily hugged the senior sister.

"Ah!" Suddenly flying into the air, Su Huai Porridge couldn't react in time, and screamed and hugged his junior by the neck.

By the time she wanted to get out of the car, it was too late.

After hugging her into the kitchen, Jiang Miao put Su Huai porridge down, helped her tie up her pink apron, hugged her waist from behind, and rested her chin lightly on her shoulder.

"Sister, I want to eat your cooking."

"Ah~" Su Huai porridge sighed, and twisted his body in the arms of his junior, "Then you come to help, don't move around."

"Then I don't move, you move." Jiang Miao obediently put both hands on Su Huai Congee's lower abdomen, and really stopped moving.

Su Huai Congee was so angry that he wanted to bite someone, wanted to push him up, but quickly restrained himself, blushing and didn't know what to think of, hurriedly opened the plastic bag, took out the ingredients and started processing.

She is still not proficient in making small fried pork. She has only done it a few times before, and it was all taught by Jiang Miao with the reason of collecting materials.

This time is no exception.

Halfway through, Jiang Miao stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist and taught her where the steps were wrong.

The longer the hand stretches, the body and the body will naturally stick together tightly.

Even though both of them were wearing thick winter trousers, Su Huai Porridge could clearly feel something, blushing and earnestly cooking.

Both of them were tacit, just pretending they didn't know anything.

Su Huai porridge escaped from Jiang Miao's arms covered in sweat until the fried pork came out of the oven, feeling that after a meal, his bones became softer and he almost lost his balance.

The two of them came out with rice, brought the fried pork and the tomato and egg soup to the table, and began to eat dinner.

Jiang Miao, who was sitting facing the balcony, looked out of the window at the afterglow of evening and dusk, falling on the ends of her senior's hair, and then looked down at the steaming meal. It really felt like the ordinary days of two young people living together .

Jiang Miao himself has no great ambitions, and the life he once imagined seems to have come true at this moment.

I have my own house, a job that can feed me, and I like this job.

Then, there is also a partner who supports you in understanding yourself.

The happiness he had ever imagined was probably like this.

As a result, unconsciously, it seems to have come true suddenly.

"The final exam will be next month. How are you doing?" Su Huai Porridge shattered Jiang Miao's dreams all over the place.

"Sister, on such a beautiful day, don't talk about such disappointing topics."

"So you're not ready?"

"There's nothing to prepare, right? Just one English and one calculus is a bit troublesome." Jiang Miao said while picking up his meal, "Just pass it and pass it."

"Then next semester will take professional classes, so don't fall behind then." Su Huai porridge seriously urged.

"Hmm."

"By the way, after you finish writing the current plot, what else do you want to write?" After talking about studying, Su Huai Porridge naturally talked about the novel, with the curiosity that readers should have in his eyes, "When will you go to bed?"

Jiang Miao: "..."

Although many readers read this book because of this, Jiang Miao still couldn't stand being questioned face to face by a girl like Senior Sister.

"Sister, be more reserved."

"What are you thinking? I'm asking the hero and heroine!"

"..." Jiang Miao looked helpless, "I have only written more than 50 words, so where is it..."

"But they've both been in the same bed for so long."

"Otherwise, why do you think I set the male protagonist as a straight man..." Jiang Miao sighed, "Normal urban novels and career lines can support the plot, but once a pure love novel is in bed, it's not the same as the end It's different."

"Is that so?" Su Huai porridge was puzzled, "I can also write about the daily life after marriage, marriage, and childbirth."

"Yes." Jiang Miao said helplessly, "But for many readers, the follow-up plot is not very attractive anymore."

"So you have to find a way to delay it?" Su Huai porridge thought about it, "In the current situation of the hero and heroine, it will be very difficult for you to end if you don't have sex."

"So I thought, after writing the plot of Xiamen Tourism, the first volume is over, and the second volume is overthrown and a marriage proposal is completed."

"It's over?!" Su Huai porridge became anxious when he heard this, "How many words are there?"

"I guess I can write 100 million words?" Jiang Miao thought for a while, "I will try my best."

"That's too short!"

"Where is it short?!" Jiang Miao categorically denied, "It's good to be able to write such a long daily essay! I'm not a harem essay. After finishing writing a heroine, I can rely on other heroines to continue writing."

"You still want to write about the harem?" Su Huai porridge grasped the point at once, squinted his eyes and looked at the elementary school boy with a smile, "You are very courageous."

Jiang Miao: "...Sister, don't misinterpret what I mean."

"So you can only write up to 100 million words?"

"Maybe not yet." Jiang Miao spread his hands, "I can't help it, if I hold back, another bunch of people will call my hero a eunuch."

"Don't worry about those people! Whoever scolded me, I'll scold you back!" Su Huai porridge stomped her feet, as if it wasn't Jiang Miao who was scolded but herself, "This group of LSPs think about this kind of thing all day long, just Sorry for scolding!"

"..." Jiang Miao chuckled, "Sister, who asked me when I went to bed first?"

Su Huai Congee rolled his eyes, stuffed a piece of fried pork into his mouth, and said vaguely, "I forgot."

"I plan to rest for a day or two after finishing the first volume." Jiang Miao didn't pursue the question any more, but instead said, "Let's summarize the gains and losses of the first volume."

"In short, is it lazy?" Su Huai porridge snorted.

"This is really not true." Jiang Miao said with reason, "When I code every day, I don't have time to sum up experience and lessons. After writing the complete plot of the first volume, I have to review it and adjust my writing methodology."

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