A goblin who doesn't want to stir up trouble is not a good goblin

On the way to class, Zhao Mi received a call from Ms. Zhao who was wandering all over the world.Ms. Zhao's voice was lazy, as if she had just withdrawn from a wave of pleasure, she asked, "Is it your birthday?"

Zhao Mi stood in the corridor outside the classroom. Not long after class started, the teachers in each classroom were still full of enthusiasm. The sound of lectures diffused into the air from the little bees. Zhao Mi took two steps forward, turned a corner and stood at the only In an aisle with windows, the voice was lowered: "Yeah."

"What are you going to do?"

"I..." Zhao Mi's voice hesitated, showing a little helplessness and fear, "I don't know..."

"I knew it," Ms. Zhao sighed. "The money has already been transferred to your card. By the way, I found some 'textbooks' for you and sent them to your email. Don't call me if you have nothing to do. Good luck."

About to hang up after finishing speaking, Zhao Mi called out anxiously: "Mom—"

"how?"

"Does it have to be like this? Is it possible? Can it be controlled?" Zhao Mi's tone was innocent and curious.

Ms. Zhao didn't seem to expect that he hadn't figured it out yet: "I said if I can control it, then I can control it? Why don't you find a few more men and stick them on a tree—"

"Mom," Zhao Mi interrupted, "I only want one."

Ms. Zhao paused for two seconds before replying to him: "Then you confess. Hang up."

It has always been Ms. Zhao's style to be vigorous and decisive.Zhao Mi put away his mobile phone, and instead of going back to the classroom immediately, he stood by the window to cool off.He knew that Ms. Zhao was probably 'eating'.Ms. Zhao has a special way of 'eating'. She sleeps in a different man's bed every night. She gave birth to Zhao Mi at the age of 20, but she doesn't know who Zhao Mi's father is.

Ms. Zhao said not to call her casually, because she was afraid that Zhao Mi would hear the voice of a different man every time.

Zhao Mi was thrown in the country as soon as he was born, and occasionally had a phone call with Ms. Zhao.Under the care of the nanny, he studied diligently, without any thoughts of puppy love, and was admitted to CC University in ZZ City.

In October last year, he met Su Yiran, a great internet writer who came to CC University to sign a book.Zhao Mi is the director of the editorial department of the school's student union. Because he wrote articles as soon as he entered school, he published three articles in a row in periodicals and magazines, and was caught by the school's reporter department for an interview.He was directly recruited into the department and left a deep impression on the teachers in the editorial department. When Su Yiran came to sign the sale, he was responsible for receiving Su Yiran himself.

Although the so-called reception is to lead the way, flip through the books, and give a bottle of water, which is worthless, but after the signing was over, Su Yiran, who had been silently signing, actually offered to add WeChat!

Su Yiran stood in front of Zhao Mi in a suit and leather shoes. At the age of 28, he was completely an abstinent elite. His slender fingers were holding the phone, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

Zhao Mi was taken aback by him, and stammered: "Jiajiajia WeChat?"

Zhao Mi was frightened.Su Yiran! The master of X Literature Network!A hall-level figure with an annual income of tens of millions!You want to add me on WeChat! ?

Su Yiran's dark eyes stared at him closely, with inquiry in his heart: "I don't want to?"

"No, no," Zhao Mi blushed, and took out the phone in a panic, "Yes."

Su Yiran added, with a deeper smile on his face: "Sorry, I seem to have scared you."

Zhao Mi looked at the kind master, who was as soft as a white rabbit, and didn't know what to say.Idol-level characters add their own WeChat, this thing is too unreal, it may be a dream.

Zhao Mi, who thought he was dreaming, never thought that Su Yiran would take the initiative to chat with him online.Zhao Mi's personality is a bit different. He is shy and shy in the three dimensions, but he is very talkative online. At the beginning, Su Yiran chatted with him about some professional topics, and the historical background and literary knowledge involved in writing articles. Zhao Mi relied on his own strength. With the knowledge reserve, the chat with the other party is very smooth.

Opening WeChat every day is "Tang Dynasty is not allowed to go out at night...Night ban..." "Qi Jiguang in Ming Dynasty loved to treat guests very much... To put it bluntly, it is bribery..." "Wang Yangming is super powerful in military...Jiangxi is handsome in suppressing bandits..."

After chatting for almost two weeks, Zhao Mi had finished his research. Facing the research on historical issues sent by Su Yiran, he was quite embarrassed: "I don't understand TT."

Su Yiran replied quickly: "Sorry, let's talk about something else."

Zhao Mi typed carefully: "Do you still want to talk?"

Su Yiran asked back: "Why don't you talk?"

Zhao Mi deleted and typed, and sent a sentence: "Aren't you preparing for writing an essay, do you need someone to help confirm the background is correct? I have already said QWQ as far as I know."

"Why do you think so?"

"If you're just chatting...why wouldn't you talk like this? QAQ"

The whole article is pure knowledge, and Zhao Mi thought he was a historian and a literary researcher in a trance.He guessed that every author had to prepare an outline. Su Yiran was probably writing a new novel, and was preparing the outline background, and when there was something uncertain, he discussed it with himself.

This time, it took Su Yiran a long time to reply: "Sorry, I just don't know what to talk to you about. I don't know what you young people like."

Looking at the words on the screen, Zhao Mi blushed, "We young people like your novel very much."

Zhao Mi is Su Yiran's loyal fan. He must chase after Su Yiran's serials, and he must buy books when he publishes them. He is in the top ten on the Ba.Wang list, but he didn't tell Great God Su.

Zhao Mi's nickname is the same as his real body, "little pervert".

Su Yiran sent an emoji of Little Liu Ya clapping his hands, and asked him: "The person who wrote the novel, do you like it?"

"Of course I like it." Zhao Mi didn't hesitate.

It took a long time for Su Yiran to reply, and he sent a screenshot directly. Zhao Mi clicked on it and found that it was a chat dialog box with himself.He didn't see anything at first, but then he glanced up, only to realize that Su Yiran's note to himself was actually "future wife"!

Zhao Mi:? ? ? ?

Su Yiran is flirting?Own?

When Zhao Mi thought of the seemingly ascetic Su Dashen sending messages to his "future wife", he felt awkward and throbbing.

Su Yiran made a voice call to him, and still apologized: "Sorry, maybe I failed too much. Maybe it's better to just say it, I want to chase you."

Zhao Mi felt dizzy for a while, what kind of Mary Su bloody plot is this?

Su Yiran actually wanted to chase him? !

Su Yiran chatted with herself not for the outline, but to be with herself? !

Su Yiran's level of chasing people is not high, and his methods are unfamiliar. Occasionally, Zhao Mi said a two-dimensional vocabulary, and he would go to Baidu to find the meaning.Hearing that Zhao Mi didn't live on campus, he came to pick Zhao Mi up from get out of class from time to time, and the two of them went on a date together.

Zhao Mi fell quickly, he had no experience in love or being teased, and when Su Yiran smiled at him, his heart beat like that of Big Big Wolf running on the green grassland.

On Singles' Day last year, Zhao Mi agreed to Su Yiran's second confession that night.

Su Yiran spoke softly and affectionately, Zhao Mi agreed to the other party with a blushing face, buried her in Su Yiran's chest, and listened to him: "It's my first time raising a wife, so I may not be very skilled, so please take care of me."

Zhao Mi felt that his whole body was soaked in the syrup waterfall until now.Today, February 19st, is one month away from my [-]th birthday.

Zhao Mi returned to the classroom, sat down in the last row, and began to be in a daze.The teacher on the podium was spitting all over the place, and his voice sprayed onto the microphone, making people's ears hurt.This is the last class in the morning, and the students in the classroom are eager to move, and some even start to pack their schoolbags.

Zhao Mi blocked his ears, thinking blankly, how could he confess his identity as a fairy to his boyfriend?

Zhao Mi had troubled countless times that he was a sex monster, or a sex monster with 100% purity.Ms. Zhao gave birth to Zhao Mi at the age when she had the most desire. As a result, Zhao Mi inherited her motherhood perfectly in purity. The reason why Ms. Zhao's purity is so high is that both her parents are purebred sex monsters.

In the world of sex monsters these days, purebred sex monsters are a scarce resource, and more and more sex monsters choose to spend time and drink, dink families.A small number of sex demons will give birth to offspring, but the purity is not high.

Zhao Mi smiled wryly, he didn't want to be a purebred sex monster at all.In the sex demon class that Ms. Zhao found for herself, it clearly stated: Purebred sex monsters must have sex from the day they were 19 years old.

Have sex every day.

Get ready for the coffin without cracking.

Zhao Mi has Su Yiran, but the two have only dated for three months.Zhao Mi thought for a while and wanted to make love to the other party.

"Su Yiran, I want to sleep with you."

"Su Yiran, I want to sleep with you every day."

"Su Yiran, please fuck me."

.........

Zhao Mi collapsed, and buried his head in his arms, exposing the tips of his ears like overripe snake fruit.

What to do, what to do, I really can't say it!

The teacher finished the content of the class 2 minutes before the end of get out of class, and assigned a small planning homework.He is the head teacher of Zhao Mi's class, and he took advantage of the last 2 minutes to announce a piece of good news.

Good news for the early and extended practice week.

Zhao Mi is studying cultural industry management, referred to as cultural management. Each semester has a two-week practice week, which is used to make plans, papers and participate in competitions, and has corresponding credits.This year, the school started early, the semester was long, and I had already attended classes for three days. It happened that ZZ City was going to hold a one-month cultural exhibition. CC University arranged for students majoring in cultural management to volunteer at the exhibition.

"This is a compulsory course for this semester. There is a one-week break after the end. You need to hand in [-] words of volunteer experience and an improvement plan. The number of words should not be less than [-] words. Of course, if you have enough credits, you can not Xiu..." The teacher looked down at the roster, "Zhao Mi, you don't need to go, you published an article in the X magazine that was distributed nationwide last year, and you can replace this class."

In an instant, there were envious and jealous eyes around him, Zhao Mi raised his head from his arms, his eyes sparkled, he can stay at home for more than a month, this is really good news for him!

There were only two classes in the morning on Monday, so Zhao Mi went straight to the school gate after class, and saw a familiar private car under the shade of a tree at the corner.He sat in the co-pilot, took off his heavy cotton coat, and squinted his eyes to announce the good news to Su Yiran: "I have more than a month and a week of vacation."

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, but just as Zhao Mi got in, his body was still chilled, and white air was blowing when he spoke.Su Yiran took his hand and put it in the palm of his hand, listening to him talk about the volunteers.

After Zhao Mi finished speaking softly, his hands were almost warm.Su Yiran put it on his lap: "Xiao Mi, have you not changed your voice?"

It is true that the pervert has not changed his voice, but he is still pretending to be a human right now, so he did not admit it: "It has passed."

"Then why is your voice so waxy?" Su Yiran asked him with a smile.

Even though he is about to be 19 years old, his voice is still soft and waxy. Every time he hears him speak, Su Yiran's heart itch, and he keeps making small fuss, wanting to swallow this piece of glutinous rice cake in one gulp.

Zhao Mi coughed and said in a hoarse voice on purpose, "How about this?"

"Still waxy."

Su Yiran took him to dinner, and Zhao Mizu ordered seven dishes.After ordering, he leaned on the chair and opened WeChat to chat with Guo Jiji.

Guo Jiji is the goblin he met on the goblin dating forum app last time, and the other party's tags are "beautiful and invincible", "Yeyu ten girls", "design big dick"

Zhao Mi deduced from these three mysterious labels that the other party should be a master of love. After chatting with the other party a few days ago, it really is!He desperately asked for WeChat, and asked the other party "how to confess your identity to your boyfriend" before serving the food.

Guo Haji didn't reply, Zhao Mi guessed that he was eating, so he put the phone face down on the table.

Su Yiran just came back from the toilet, and sat across from him looking at the dishes he ordered: "Xiao Mi, your appetite has increased recently."

Zhao Mi swallowed, raised his eyes, and moved his lips: "I..."

In order to adapt to the body's instincts, sex demons will gradually undergo adaptive changes, one of which is increased appetite, which can ensure the functional consumption of exercise.

Zhao Mi wanted to tell the truth, but he opened his mouth and found that he couldn't break through the shame.It's embarrassing just thinking about it... Do you want to say that the increase in appetite is so that I can fight for three more rounds without fainting when I have sex with you!

Help QAQ

Su Yiran frowned: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Zhao Mi lowered his eyelids, "Probably because he has grown up, so his appetite has increased."

Su Yiran looked suspiciously at Zhao Mi's blushing, steamed bun face with complicated expressions, and tapped the table with his finger on the table, and raised the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, I can afford it."

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