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

Of the seven dishes, most of them went into Zhao Mi's stomach, making him lick the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.Su Yiran was eating slowly on the opposite side, Zhao Mi looked at him, and his heartbeat started to speed up.

Starting about a week ago, as long as he looked at Su Yiran, his heartbeat would speed up unconsciously.Su Yiran's reading, typing, and driving all caught Zhao Mi's attention.

Looking into the reason, probably Zhao Mi instinctively regarded Su Yiran as prey.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated twice, Zhao Mi turned over, and saw Guo Jiji message him back: "Say it straight, if you have straight cancer, you will be divided!"

Zhao Mi raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side, Su Yiran shouldn't have straight cancer, right?Su Yiran is so good... The problem is, I can't say it!

He lowered his head and sent a WeChat message to Guo Jiji, confessing his identity.

Su Yiran wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and asked him, "Who are you chatting with?"

"A netizen," Zhao Mi finally sent Guo Jiji a sentence, then raised his head, "Are you leaving?"

"Let's go, I'll pay the bill."

Su Yiran is very busy, a full-time writer seems to be free, but it is not."Ming Dynasty Events and Du Yan Leng" serialized on X Literature Network has just entered the final stage and needs to be pondered slowly.5 words are released every day, and the reader reads for [-] minutes, but he has to write for three hours.

Su Yiran likes to write novels late at night, especially from ten o'clock to one o'clock, which is an excellent time for him to create novels. During the day, he perfects the outline, recharges his batteries, and revises the draft.

When two people arrive home, they will be divided into two places.There are two study rooms in Su Yiran's house, one is for his writing and the other is for reading.Zhao Mi moved here during the Spring Festival, and the study room where he reads has become a treasured place for him to do his homework.

He spent an afternoon writing the plan, opened his mailbox, and read the "textbook" that Ms. Zhao sent him.Ms. Zhao traveled all over the world, scoured the Internet, collected the essence, and gave him a condensed version.

The condensed version is the edited version edited by Ms. Zhao herself, and it is still 1.5 times faster.

Zhao Mi locked the door, put on the earphones, zoomed in on the screen like a thief, and accepted a lecture dumbfounded.He is a good boy, and he knows very well that reading a hundred times is self-evident, and the saying that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen.He found a thick notebook from the bookshelf, and when he put it on the screen for the second time, he wrote down points that could be inferred from one instance and applied to himself, and there were more than a hundred of them in eloquence.

But Zhao Mi couldn't make eighty of them.

Zhao Mi looked around and felt that they were just taking a bath together, so he could try it for now.He stuffed the notebook into the bottom drawer, cleaned up the computer, and went out to another study.

Su Yiran never locks the door when writing. Some authors require a quiet environment, but Su Yiran is different. Even if Zhao Mi plays a movie next to him, he can write smoothly.In his works, there are love, gunpowder, human reason, and astronomy, which are integrated into one body and written with spirit.

Zhao Mi saw Su Yiran wearing anti-blue light glasses, facing the computer and revising the manuscript.He was wearing a thin black sweater with a shirt underneath.

When Su Yiran wrote the text, his expression was indifferent, and he was very restrained. His white fingers flew over the keyboard, hitting Zhao Mi's heart one by one.Obviously Su Yiran also wrote about H in novels, and even wrote H very beautifully, how could he be so abstinent in reality...

Zhao Mi stood at the door, staring blankly.

After staying for 5 minutes, he walked over and poked Su Yiran's shoulder: "We..."

Su Yiran grabbed his hand, turned her head, raised her eyelids slightly, and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhao Mi couldn't speak for a while.

Su Yiran didn't wait for him to make a sound, so she could only ask, "What?"

Zhao Mi closed his mouth tightly, Su Yiran stepped back from the table, pulled him to sit on his lap, and put his arms around his waist: "What's the matter today? Talking intermittently."

Zhao Mi glanced at him, Su Yiran's expression was gentle, and his tone of voice was low, a little coaxing people to speak, Zhao Mi's heart turned, he lowered his head and said, "Do you want to take a bath together?"

Su Yiran: "?" He looked at the head of the person in his arms: "Want to take a bath with me?"

Zhao Mi hummed, the sound was like that of a mosquito.

Su Yiran put his chin against Zhao Mi's head, feeling that man and nature were at war in his heart, and finally rationality managed to overcome desire. He said, "How about next time, I want to revise the draft." When he opened his mouth, his jaw would move One up and one down, the top of Zhao Mi's head was also up and down, like a bucket.

Zhao Mi couldn't believe it, and was rejected just like that!His eyeballs moved around, and because he was rejected, he felt even more embarrassed, and felt that he was a big fool just now.

He quickly jumped down and ran out the door with his butt on fire: "Then I'll go wash."

Su Yiran watched him run away, and shifted her eyes to the computer screen again, but she couldn't concentrate, and a voice in her heart scolded herself for being an idiot.He lowered his head and recalled Xiao Mi's shy way of lowering her head, her Adam's apple slowly moved up and down.

Su Yiran's hand pressing the keyboard didn't move, and began to flirt in his heart again, and finally sighed: "It's too young, don't worry."

Su Yiran didn't know, Zhao Mi was in a hurry.

Originally thought that Su Yiran would agree, so Zhao Mi proposed to take a bath before dinner, but the next person finished the bath in embarrassment, had nothing to do, and started to feel hungry again.

He was about to bend over to put on his pajamas when he suddenly remembered something and stood in front of the mirror to look at himself.This morning he rode his hello bike to school. When he parked the bike, he lifted it up and moved it to the parking spot, but he felt a bit heavy.

I buried my arms in class, and I obviously felt that the flesh on my arms became a little bit more and softer.

Zhao Mi turned around in front of the mirror, and vaguely felt that her buttocks seemed to be warped...

It was taught in the sex demon class that the shape of the body will also change to better serve the instinct.

Zhao Mi put on his pajamas, and couldn't look directly at himself.What kind of absurd novel plot is this, why does my strength also decrease!

After wearing it, he thought again, will he become a girl after finishing it...

Zhao Mi has no problem telling others that he is cute and soft, and that he is shy and innocent, but he is most afraid of being called his mother.In high school, because of his excellent grades, he didn't like to talk, and the boys in the same grade called him a sissy.

At that time, Zhao Mi couldn't beat others by himself, so he took the time to talk to Ms. Zhao, and Ms. Zhao hired someone to beat the man up without saying a word.

Zhao Mi walked out of the bathroom with wet hair.There is a heating system in the room, and the whole person is still warm without hot water. He took a white towel in his hand, grabbed his hair and rubbed it casually a few times, then put it on his back, lifted his feet into his study, and squatted on the table before, find the notebook.

Zhao Mi turned to the first page and wrote: "Invitation to take a bath 1, failed, Su Yiran is probably aliased as Su Xiahui." After writing, he felt that it was too short, so he added: "I really want to take a bath together QAQ"

After hiding the notebook, he sat on the sofa in the living room, ordered takeaway, and then opened the X Literature Network APP to read the new chapter of "Ming Dynasty and Du Yancold".

Su Yiran has tens of thousands of words in his manuscripts. The so-called three-point writing and seven-point revision, the new chapters issued by Su Yiran are the final drafts of his old manuscripts that have been revised several times.Zhao Mi, as his boyfriend, did not have the benefit of viewing the manuscript in advance.

Su Yiran updates every day at two o'clock in the morning, and Zhao Mi usually stays until the afternoon or evening, and must pick a time when the other party is not around, and tightly cover his vest.

I didn't expect today to be a long chapter of [-] words!Holding the phone in his hand, Zhao Mi looked back at yesterday's chapter to make sure that there were no overhauls. Then he clicked on the comment section of the new chapter and found that everyone was begging for the next chapter.

Stimulate!Definitely something to watch today!

The takeaway Zhao Mi ordered was the honey yellow mustard butter fried chicken downstairs. There were two boxes in total. Before he finished reading the comments, the boss delivered the meal himself.Zhao Mi put the fried chicken on the table, sat cross-legged, swiped the screen with one hand, and forked the fried chicken with the other.I was nervous while watching it, and even forgot the existence of fried chicken. After watching it, I just feel unsatisfied.

Too beautiful!And I can't guess the follow-up development at all!

Zhao Mi's itching was unbearable. After eating a box, he recharged his account with 1000 yuan and threw land mines.Throwing 100 yuan was too tiring, so he turned to throwing grenades. At the end of the throwing, he remembered Su Yiran's refusal to take a bath, so he endured his embarrassment and wrote: "God Su, please the sun."

Zhao Mi was smoking from the top of his head while he was typing, and all his previous messages were "God Su is amazing, well written", "Go on, God Su", "God Su is awesome", an authentic Su God blows, in an all serious In the message, this message seems very abrupt.Zhao Mi knew that Su Yiran would read the comments of book fans every day, and he didn't know what the other party thought when he saw this sentence.

He stood up, walked around the living room, and decided to bribe God Su with fried chicken to read the new chapter in advance.

Su Yiran is still revising the manuscript.The two people's three meals a day are basically takeaway, and Zhao Mi is in charge, and Su Yiran is never picky about what to eat.Zhao Mi put the fried chicken box next to the computer, and asked him softly, "Can you show me today's update in advance?"

Zhao Mi also mentioned to watch the update in advance twice before, but Su Yiran grabbed his nose and refused to agree: "It hasn't been changed yet, don't watch it."

This time Su Yiran still refused: "Let's see tomorrow."

Zhao Mi was really itchy, and stretched out his hands to grab his arm: "Just once today! I promise."

Su Yiran closed the document, patted his legs, and signaled Zhao Mi to sit in his arms: "The fried chicken you just ordered?"

Zhao Mi nestled on his chest, put the box on his lap, opened it, twisted a piece and handed it to his mouth: "Please eat, and then invite me to watch the update."

There was mustard sauce on the chicken nuggets, Su Yiran ate it into his mouth, and the sauce was stained on his upper lip.He wears anti-blue light glasses, his eyes are emotionless, and he chews slowly. Only when he meets Zhao Mi in his arms, will he show a slight smile: "You look silly?"

Zhao Mi stared at the sauce on the corner of the other party's mouth, and closed his eyes.

Will it be too dissolute?

But not bold today, birthday crematorium.

It's okay to die, but what I'm most afraid of is losing my sanity and wandering around the world like Ms. Zhao...

Thinking of the consequences, Zhao Mi put his arms around the opponent's neck decisively, straightened up, and licked off the seasoning on Su Yiran with his tongue.

The author has something to say:

That's right, fried chicken again...every time I write about fried chicken it's because I'm craving fried chicken...

I swear there will be no fried chicken in my next book! !

Otherwise, I will be slaughtered by you! ! !

Ah Jiang has the function of reporting. Please don’t be so direct in leaving a message. In case I get cited...Although I am not famous, hahahahahaha (v＾＾＾)v

There is something wrong with the timeline of this book, let’s pretend that there is no winter and summer vacation =.=