senior, he is a flower

Chapter 6

Did Xiang Weijin's mood affect Xiao Anyi? Looking at the listless Xiang Weijin, Xiao Anyi stopped talking about Zhang Hanmo and asked what happened to Xiang Weijin?

Xiang Weijin is naturally jealous, but can he say it?cannot.

In fact, Xiao Anyi was close to others on weekdays, and Xiang Weijin didn't have such uneasiness, but Zhang Hanmo was different.

Not to mention Xiao Anyi, but to Xiang Weijin himself, who also likes Zhang Hanmo very much. Although he looks cold, Xiang Weijin knows that he has a cold face and a warm heart, and he has helped them a lot.

Moreover, Zhang Hanmo is very good-looking. Although he is aloof, he is liked by many girls.Of course, there are more rotten female school girls who always want to find an attack for Zhang Hanmo. Although it is a joke, but after hearing it a lot, I think it is not impossible.

It was rumored that Zhang Hanmo once had an object, a man. I don't know if it's true or not, but they haven't seen it anyway.

Of course, Director Li said that those were rumors, not true.

As for the facts, only Zhang Hanmo himself knows.

"Work didn't go well today. I've been so sullen since just now. Did someone bully you?" Xiao Anyi threw his arms on the desk, took off his shoes, and wiped his bare feet on the ground.

"I'm not a child, who bullied me, I'm just tired." Xiang Weijin smiled reluctantly, took his clothes, and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up.

"It's true that you're not a child, but you're so honest that people want to bully you." Xiao Anyi said, reaching out to pat Weiquan's head. It feels good, at least better than his mother's pug.

Xiang Weijin was in a happy mood because of Xiao Anyi's intimacy, and he didn't know that Xiao Anyi compared him to a pug, otherwise even an honest person would be blown away.

"Go and wash it, I want to wash it too." Xiao Anyi gave him a push, then turned around and sat down in front of the desk, turned on the computer on the desk, and checked his mailbox.

The moment Xiao Anyi was cut off from his pocket money by the Queen at home, Xiao Anyi thought of stock trading, but unfortunately he couldn't, even if he could, his father and brother would probably shoot him to death, thinking it was not a serious thing.

So Xiao Anyi thought of writing. He is a top student after all. He has published articles in magazines before and won awards.

In the past two days, he took the time to write two short stories for magazines, hoping to see if he could be selected. A thousand words and a hundred yuan was quite a lot.The two articles have a total of more than 1 words, which can cost more than 1000 yuan.

Although he doesn't care about more than 1000 yuan, does it add up?

Xiao Anyi thought too well, as if the money was already in his pocket.

"Fuck, there's too much nonsense, and the plot isn't compact enough..." The editor expressed his pertinent concern, but Xiao Anyi seemed a bit unacceptable, his face was not very good-looking, and he was hit.

His horror novel was actually returned, not only suffered a mental blow, but also suffered a financial blow.

I thought I would make money soon, but I never thought that my horror novel would not be read by others.

Xiao Anyi really wanted to kick someone, but at night, he wouldn't do it anymore.

After calming down, I looked at the editor's thoughts again, tasted it, and started to write hard again.

A pair of fingers are flying on the keyboard, like bees busy collecting honey in the flowers, flying left, flying right, flying up, flying down.

When Xiang Weijin finished washing, Xiao Anyi had already typed more than 2000 words, very fast.

"Brother Xiao, I like it, you can go wash it." Xiang Weijin said while wiping his hair.

"Okay, I'll go later." Xiao Anyi said without turning his head, and continued to struggle with his hands.

Xiang Weijin leaned behind Xiao Anyi suspiciously, and was surprised to find that he was writing a horror novel.

"Brother Xiao, are you writing a novel?" Xiang Weiji asked uncertainly.

"Yes, the money from this job is definitely faster than other part-time jobs, and it doesn't take physical effort, but just brain work. MSG, in fact, I think you can try it too. After all, your articles have always been better, although you have written before. They are all academic articles like essays, but I think writing this kind of entertainment novel should be easy for you." Xiao Anyi turned his head, looked at Xiang Weiji who was lying behind him and suggested.

"Okay, I'll try later." Xiang Weijin nodded.

Xiang's dream is to be a scientist and a researcher, so besides part-time job, he spends most of his time in the laboratory, which is very popular with the teachers. He has published many articles and naturally won many bonuses.

However, he has been working part-time in Hanmo Pavilion since he was a freshman, and he is used to it, so he doesn't feel that he spends too much time and gets too little, at least for a talent like him. It's a waste of time for him.

But sometimes life is not measured by money. I am very happy to be a part-time job in Hanmo Pavilion. I can meet all kinds of people in the society and relieve the pressure brought about by studying theory. In other words, he likes this part-time job in Hanmo Pavilion.

"You sleep first, I'll be fine in a while." Xiao Anyi said, and continued to struggle.

Lying on the bed, lying on his side, with a thin quilt covering his body and his arms outside, Xiang Weijin looked seriously at Xiao Anyi, who was dancing fingers under the desk lamp.

Xiao Anyi at this moment is not as flamboyant as usual, but calmly like that thousand-year-old ink, exuding a faint fragrance.

The hard face looked soft under the dim light, and the whole person became gentle, like a radiant jade in the rough, which made people feel happy.

Thinking about it, Xiang Wujin fell asleep. In his dream, he got a piece of thousand-year-old ink, and he used it to write and draw every day, and he couldn't put it down.

Xiang Weijin fell asleep, but Xiao Anyi was so busy that he didn't know the time. By the time he finished writing, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and the number of words had reached [-], so Xiao Anyi was shocked.

However, he checked it quickly and made some simple revisions. When he thought it was all right, he sent it to the editor of the horror novel.

Then take a shower and sleep.Because I was too sleepy, I was a little frizzy in the shower, I just kissed my mouth with water, after I washed it, I wrapped it in a towel, went to bed, and didn't wear anything inside, I really am a big man, and I am not afraid of getting naked.

The early morning sun passed through the clouds, passed through the window, reflected through the bed curtains, and finally hit Xiao Anyi's face, calling him to get up.

The sun was a bit dazzling, Xiao Anyi couldn't help turning over, facing Qiang, with his thighs on the quilt, the bath towel on his body fell because of his movements, revealing his back full of strength and his white buttocks.

Seeing such a tempting scene early in the morning, Xiang Weijin felt a fire in his heart, and couldn't help but walk to Xiao Anyi's bedside, and help him put the towel on his body.

As for Xiang Weijin himself, he quickly went to the bathroom to solve his physical problems.

Xiang Weijin is also a young man, so he naturally has the experience of impulsiveness and resolution, but what he saw this morning made Xiang Weijin unable to solve the fire under him, and he was about to cry.

"MSG, why don't you come out? Are you doing something bad?" Xiao Anyi, who was leaning against the door of the bathroom, yawned and said jokingly. The bath towel only wrapped his lower body, and his six-pack abs looked very attractive .

And Xiang Weijin, who was worried that the problem would not be solved, suddenly heard Xiao Anyi's voice, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, but the white liquid was scattered all over the floor, and it was also full of smell. hot.

Oops, brother Xiao is outside, he must destroy the corpse as soon as possible.

"Brother Xiao, I just finished my tuba, wait a little longer, I'm going to take a shower." Xiang Weijin said, and quickly turned on the Yuba to wash away the white turbidity on the ground and the smell.

"Okay, then hurry up, I thought you were doing something bad." Xiao Anyi smiled ambiguously, then walked back, and climbed onto the bed to sleep again.

Today is Friday, there is no class in the morning, only three classes in the afternoon, and the get out of class ends after four o'clock, so I have to take a taxi to Hanmo Pavilion tonight.

The author has something to say:

Xiang Weijin: Brother Xiao, I like you

Xiao Anyi: MSG, I treat you like a brother, but you want to fuck me

Xiang Weijin: Isn’t it you who have been seducing and seducing me?

Xiao Anyi: I'm wronged, how could I?

Xiang Weiji: If you have it, you have it, otherwise how could I bend