Sister, Shut Up!

It's just that the head is numb, but the consciousness is still there.

However, being conscious and being rational are two different things, and Jiang Miao can't tell whether he is awake or drunk now.

Holding her senior sister all the way back to Jingjiang Mountain Mansion, and entering the elevator, Jiang Miao felt that the senior sister in her arms smelled so sweet.

Thinking about it this way, I buried my head in the senior sister's chest, hugged the senior sister's body tightly, and didn't want to separate no matter what.

"Don't, stop making trouble..." Su Huai porridge hugged his head with a blushing face, but couldn't push it away, only feeling hot all over.

After talking about the elevator, Su Huai porridge just wanted to take out the key to open the door, but was pressed against the door by his junior, and his lips were completely captured.

"Um... um..."

Su Huai porridge himself drank some of his junior's wine, although he was far from drunk, but his mood was still affected a little.

Being kissed so hard by Jiang Miao, Su Huai porridge went from a little resistance at the beginning, to limp and weak body, and finally hugged his junior's neck and kissed, becoming more and more devoted, it only took a few minutes.

When the two of them separated completely and temporarily woke up, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Bad guy!" Su Huai porridge hit him hard, his cheeks were still blushing, "There are surveillance cameras in the corridor, at least wait until you enter the house..."

While talking, Su Huai Porridge was speechless, hurriedly picked up the key that subconsciously let go and slipped to the ground just now, and opened the door awkwardly.

Jiang Miao laughed, obediently followed her senior into the room, and rubbed her dizzy head.

He clearly felt that he was sober, but the things he did were always out of his mind, and Jiang Miao didn't understand why he was impatient to hold the senior sister down just now.

It's all because senior sister is too fragrant.

Su Huai porridge changed the slippers by himself, and found that the junior was still standing there stupidly looking at him after entering the door, he suddenly laughed helplessly, squatted down with the slippers, and changed them for him.

"I won't let you drink in the future. I saw that you were very bold when you first drank it. I thought it was very drinkable." Su Huai porridge changed him into slippers and stood up, complaining, "It ended up like this after drinking two or three bottles .”

"hey-hey……"

Jiang Miao didn't know why she was laughing, and she didn't know why she wanted to hug her so much after she got up.

Anyway, when he realized it again, Su Huai Porridge was already sobbing in his arms, his lips were ruddy and slightly swollen.

"Don't kiss..." Panting, Su Huai porridge broke free from his junior's arms, pushed him into the bathroom, and closed the door, "Hurry up and take a shower, and go to bed early after washing."

"Where are my clothes?" Jiang Miao muttered inside the door.

"I'll get it for you, wait!" Su Huai porridge said, and went to Jiang Miao's room, and found his pajamas and underwear from the closet.

Although she was still a little shy, the two of them occasionally stayed here on weekends, and she had dried her junior's underwear several times.

Taking a change of clothes to the door of the bedroom, Su Huai porridge knocked on the door, "I brought the clothes."

"Oh!"

"I've opened the door." Su Huai porridge said while opening the bathroom door, only to see the junior took off his clothes and pants, and took off both inside and outside.

Su Huai Porridge screamed in fright, threw the change of clothes to the shelf next to her in a panic, and slammed the door.

"Why didn't you say something while you were undressing!" Su Huai porridge blushed and shouted.

"Eh? I don't mind senior sister reading it."

"Go away! Go take a shower!"

Su Huai porridge shouted angrily, then stepped on the slippers and went back to the bedroom, slapped on the pillow, his mind was full of images of his apprentice stripping naked.

The junior has a good figure too... Although he doesn't have abdominal muscles, he is well-proportioned and slender... Bah!

What are you thinking about!

Su Huai porridge cursed secretly, DuangDuangDuang hit the pillow, and his hair flew flying.

……

Ten minutes later, Jiang Miao finished taking a shower and went in for Su Huai porridge.

After Su Huai porridge came out of the bathroom after washing for half an hour, he found Jiang Miao lying on the sofa halfway in his pajamas, with his eyes closed and he didn't know if he was asleep or not.

"Student, junior." Su Huai porridge sat next to his head, gently stroked his forehead, and said softly, "Go to sleep in the room, you will catch a cold if you sleep here."

"I'm not drunk..." Jiang Miao shook her head, flinched in the direction of the senior, and finally simply lay her pillow on the senior's lap, muttering in a low voice.

Su Huai Porridge: "..."

Because she was leaning against her senior's lap, Jiang Miao simply took off her slippers, shrank her legs onto the sofa, and lay on her side comfortably.

It may be that Su Huai porridge smelled better after taking a bath, so he turned over again, facing the senior sister, stretched out his arms and hugged her waist, and buried his face completely in the senior sister's belly.

Su Huai porridge was wearing a bathrobe, and the hem of the clothes was stretched out after sitting down. It was easy to leak in this area. At this moment, she only felt the hot breath of her junior, which made her abdomen feel warm and itchy.

She was just about to let her junior go to sleep in the house, but Jiang Miao spoke first.

"Sister, why do you like me?"

"Although I'm good-looking, good-looking, humorous, and can write novels, I don't think I'm a good person."

"I like to be lazy, I like to procrastinate, I like to eat junk food, I don't take classes seriously, and I take exams..."

He said a lot in a daze, and Jiang Miao didn't know what he said.

Talking and talking, I went to high school again.

"I was so confused at the time. I didn't know what to do when I grew up. What's the point of working, getting married, raising a family and raising children?"

"If you can read novels every day, play games every day, have endless animation movies, and endless snacks and drinks, then it will not be much more interesting than work."

"Although I have thought about writing novels, maybe I can make money, but after trying a few times, writing tens of thousands of words is not enough."

"At that time, I felt that I was such a waste. I couldn't even stick to the things I liked, and I would definitely have nothing to do in the future."

Su Huai porridge's original thought of urging him faded away, he touched the outline of his junior's face, and quietly listened to his drunken nonsense that he didn't know if it was the truth.

Then when I think back to my high school, I seem to have been confused, desperate, overwhelmed, and even occasionally wanted to find my mother.

But at that time, a sister named Peach Jam pulled her out of the quagmire.

"But the novel I posted on the Internet suddenly got a comment one day, asking me why I wrote it so ugly."

"I was in a hurry."

"I can scold myself, but how can others scold me?"

"Then I refuted this guy, listed the advantages of my novel, and said that I just wrote less, and if I wrote a long one, someone would definitely read it."

"Although I was still a eunuch in the end, after arguing and arguing, I found many shortcomings in the novel, so I will improve and improve in the next book, and plan to slap that guy in the face."

"As soon as the new book was released, this guy actually said that it was still not good-looking, and that the pictures he drew were much better than this."

"I refused to accept it and asked him to have the ability to send over the painting, but he really dared to send it."

"And they don't look good at all, they're ugly."

"Then I sent all the pictures I kept privately and suppressed him."

"During that time, I really improved super fast, whether it was the skills of writing novels or the skills of quarreling."

"I suspect that my ability to debate was developed at this time, haha."

Jiang Miao started laughing while talking, and then lost her voice when she smiled. Su Huai porridge looked down again, and the junior had already fallen asleep.

Silly.

Looking at his profile, the corners of Su Huai porridge's lips were smudged by the moonlight to form a curved arc, and the moonlight of the first month of the new year fell, kissing his forehead.

Three thousand strands hung down, caressing Jiang Miao's face and heart.

I also asked why I like you, didn't you make it very clear.

Su Huai Congee's lips rubbed all the way to the junior's ear, blowing wisps of hot air.

Happy New Year, Peach Sauce~

Porridge boss, I like peach sauce the most!

163. Fate is beyond words

At the beginning of January of the new year, there was already heavy snow in the north.

It is rainy in the south, and the damp and cold water vapor is like a cunning water snake, burrowing in through the narrow gaps in the clothes, making people feel cold all over.

Xi Ye arrives at 9 o'clock on time, logs into QQ, checks the author's information, and after replying one by one, opens the background data to check the data fluctuations of the hundreds of books under his control.

Especially the books in the new issue are the key observation objects.

As for the books that are already on the shelves, he basically only checks them once a week.

"Brother Ye, I have prepared a few books, and I plan to push them up later, can you read them for me?" The female editor, who was new for half a month, came over and asked pitifully, "I have read them every time in the past two weeks. More than half of them were beaten back, and they were almost depressed."

"This has nothing to do with your ability. It's normal for the manuscripts you received when you first took office to be of poor quality. It's not your problem." Qi Ye said casually, "Newcomers are like this, take your time."

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"Brother Ye, is there any new book that you are looking forward to recently? How about Xinghe's recommendation this week?" Chi Chi was not annoyed, but asked curiously, "I remember that the book with hp and Dragon Race has a good momentum."

"Well, these two books are in the queue. Let's look at the recommendation meeting in the afternoon." Xi Ye is still looking at the data. After reading the new books, he will look at the books on the shelves. If he sees a problem, he will open it and search for the title new chapter.

"Ah, I'm reading this one." Chi Chi saw him click on "My Girlfriend Is a Million Follower", and immediately laughed, "Super sweet!"

"The order has fallen." Qi Ye said lightly.

"Huh? Has the writing collapsed?" Chi Chi was puzzled, "I just saw the shelf part, it's okay."

"It's okay, it's normal." Xi Ye glanced at the chapter catalog and found that the subscription decline started from the second volume, so he was relieved, "60 words, we can arrange a bestseller."

"Didn't you say that the order has fallen?" Chi Chi asked, "Should I recommend it if the data is not good?"

"Don't be brainwashed by the data faction." Qi Ye took a rare glance at her, "It depends on the data and the reasons behind the data. The quality of the data has a lot to do with the quality of the book, but it's not absolute."

"If you just look at his data, if the subscription rate has fallen, it may be that the writing has collapsed."

"But if you open his book, look at the latest chapter, and find that he has opened the second volume, you should know that it is likely that many readers have started to keep books."

"Data can deceive people. Don't be completely superstitious about it. You must learn to use data to see the essence."

Qi Ye has worked in this industry for five or six years, and has more experience than Chi Chi, and he has the task of guiding her to familiarize himself with the business, so he doesn't find her annoying, so he patiently explained to her.

"In the case of peach jam, the author sees that the follow-up reading is low, even if he knows that some readers are just raising books, it will still affect his enthusiasm."

"Arranging a bestseller for him at this time is much better than normal."