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

Not long after arriving home, the heavy rain really poured down, like countless elves falling from the clouds, knocking on the windows.They mischievously use the window as a slide for playing, leaving traces of sliding on it.

It is rare to see such a heavy rain in winter, and Zhao Mi played a waltz in the ice and coldness. Zhao Mi stood in front of the window and listened to the sound of the rain.The sky outside the window was dark, and the clouds and mist were thicker, hanging thickly in the air.

Su Yiran brushed and closed the curtains: "It makes me feel cold, so sit down and eat noodles."

On the way back, the two of them bought two bowls of dark fried noodles, a few dishes of side dishes, and two cages of soup dumplings. Zhao Mi picked one up, bit into his mouth and sucked the soup, and spread it hot in his mouth, calling People are satisfied for a while.

After shopping all afternoon, Zhao Mi was extremely hungry.He used to chew and eat slowly, like a gentle boy, but since his appetite increased, he has become a bit voracious, which is not very elegant.

If the fried noodles are eaten unsightly, there will be a ring of sauce around the mouth, so Zhao Mi slowed down his chopsticks, finished a bowl in small bites, and finished the remaining side dishes and half of the soup dumpling. Then he horrified I found out that he was still hungry!

Su Yiran packed the lunch box, seeing the other party staring at the bottom of the bowl of fried noodles in a daze, thought he was full, smiled and took out the plastic box he was holding, and stacked it with his own: "Take a break before going to take a shower. Get up and take two steps."

Zhao Mi raised his eyes, embarrassed to explain that he was hungry, not full.He stood up and walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator pretending to be casual, and saw that there were no snacks in it.

He swayed back again, faltering and saying: "I'd better take a bath." Use the bath to divert attention.

Zhao Mi took out his pajamas from the bedroom and saw Su Yiran walking up and down the living room with the vacuum cleaner in hand. He hesitated for two seconds, then stepped forward and hugged the other person's waist: "Do you want to take a bath together?"

Zhao Mi's cheek was pressed against Su Yiran's back, and he spoke over his shoulder, Su Yiran couldn't see his expression.

Su Yiran held the vacuum cleaner with his right hand, grabbed Zhao Mi's waist with his right hand backwards, and turned him in front of him: "You haven't been quite right recently, what's the matter?" He lowered his head and put his nose against Zhao Mi's forehead, "Twice in a row God invited me to take a bath...it's not like you..."

Zhao Mi closed her eyes tightly: "I just want to take a bath together..." The voice became softer and softer.

"why?"

"Aren't we boyfriends?" Zhao Mi mustered up his courage, "It's okay to take a shower together, right?"

Su Yiran turned off the vacuum cleaner, leaned it against the wall, put his arms around Zhao Mi's waist, and explained to him: "You are still young, wait a little longer."

"I'm not young anymore," Zhao Mi twitched his hands behind Su Yiran's back, "I'll be nineteen in a month."

"That's still young, I'm ten years older than you." Su Yiran comforted him, and pushed him into the bathroom, "Xiao Mi washes herself, be good."

Su Yiran promised Zhao Mi not to stay up late during the day, so he moved the writing time to eight o'clock. Although there was an outline, the temporary change of the long-term writing biological clock made writing difficult and slower.Zhao Mi was fine and offered to help Su Yiran revise the manuscript.

Su Yiran's "Xiaoyao", which was completed five months ago, has signed a contract for Simplified Publishing.Before "Xiaoyao" was updated, Su Yiran only wrote romance, martial arts and non-CP articles. "Xiaoyao" is his first pure love novel.

The pure love works on X Literature Network emerge in endlessly, even more popular than romance, but Su Yiran never writes.He writes with inspiration, and writes whatever he wants, very chic. As soon as the copy of "Xiaoyao" was released, ten deep-water fish and mines were received on the same day, and the rotten girls collected them everywhere overnight.

God Su wrote pure love!spring is coming!

Zhao Mi also cast hundreds of mines in secret, squatting in the pit rubbing his hands and waiting for an update.

"Xiaoyao" is also the largest novel written by Su Yiran. The son of the martial arts lord was chased and killed as soon as he appeared. As soon as the two met, the guardian hadn't seen what the rushing man looked like, so he jumped into the pool, grabbed his calf, and asked him to help cover him.

Nosebleeds dripped all over the comment area, God Su wrote pure love, it was so exciting!

It was so exciting at the beginning, not to mention the two fell in love and had fun in the mountain spring. The good thing, the lines between the lines make people's blood rush.Su Shen, as usual Su, announced halfway through that the Demon Cult's protectors were the undercover agents of the Demon Cult.

"Xiaoyao" had 20 favorites when it was updated, and it soared to 50 when it was finished.

Zhao Mi turned on his laptop and sat opposite Su Yiran.Wait for him to send himself a manuscript.

Su Yiran moved the mouse and selected a few articles in his hard drive: "I'll send you the unedited ones."

Pure Love Publishing Simplified cannot have a clear love line, H, kisses, and even suggestive hugs must be deleted and new content added.The love between the protagonists directly turns into brotherhood.

The manuscript Zhao Mi received was not large, 102KB. After clicking it, he saw that the first part to be revised was the first time the protagonist revealed their relationship and kissed under the melting moonlight.

Zhao Mi covered half of his face.Reading cell phone novels by myself and reading manuscripts in front of Su Yiran are totally two different feelings. In the former, Su Yiran doesn't know what he is reading, while in the latter, Su Yiran clearly knows the content of Chapter 1 and what will follow.

Zhao Mi used the mouse to select a large part of the kissing description, and suddenly found that Su Yiran had written a whole three hundred words of "Xiang Xi Mo", his face flushed, and he pressed the delete key to lower his voice.

Su Yiran on the opposite side let out a somewhat ambiguous laugh, without raising his eyes, he seemed to be talking to himself: "It was also written based on our kiss..."

Zhao Mi lowered his head, put his chin on the computer, scrolled the scroll wheel, and looked down.

Where new content needs to be added to the document, Zhao Mi can add two lines or type a row of red fonts to remind Su Yiran. If the context is still coherent without adding text, Zhao Mi will skip it directly.

Su Yiran finished coding the chapters and went to take a shower, while Zhao Mi took advantage of him to leave and rubbed his cheeks.

I wanted to rub it a long time ago, but I was just too embarrassed.

Ten minutes later, Su Yiran stood behind Zhao Mi wiping her dripping hair, and saw that he had completed twelve chapters at a very fast pace.Su Yiran casually put the towel on her shoulder: "Okay, I'll get it tomorrow."

Zhao Mi glanced at the time, it was 11:30.Su Yiran who was behind him had just finished taking a shower, and the hot air was emitting from his whole body, which floated lightly onto himself.

This heat is like the heat from a sweet potato in my hand in the winter morning...

Zhao Mi's hand was itchy, and he wanted to reach out and touch it.Before he could make a move, Su Yiran took the initiative to lean over, put his right hand on his hand, closed the document for him, closed the computer, and pulled him up: "Sleep."

The hand holding his arm was a little hot, which made Zhao Mi hungry.When he was revising the manuscript, he concentrated on it and supplemented his spiritual food. His physical hunger was ignored, but now it bounced back, and Zhao Mi found that he was even hungrier.

Su Yiran took him into the room, and remembered that his hair was still wet, so he couldn't sleep, so he went back to the bathroom and blew twice, and then went back to the bedroom to find Zhao Mi sitting on the bed and brushing his phone.

"Are you chatting with netizens again?" Su Yiran asked casually.

"Well, his name is Guo Haji, and he's a designer."

"The name is not serious when you hear it," Su Yiran walked over and raised his chin, "Don't spoil my glutinous rice cakes." He lowered his head to enclose Zhao Mi's lips, and licked Zhao Mi's lips with his tongue. lick.

Zhao Mi tried to raise his chin, feeling that he was not good enough.

I'm so hungry, it would be great if I could get into Su Yiran's throat, it would be great...

Just by imagining it, Zhao Mi trembled with excitement. He raised his hand to grab the opponent's neck, contracting his five fingers hard.Su Yiran couldn't help laughing, sticking to his mouth: "What's wrong with you? I feel like I want to eat my tongue."

Zhao Mi muttered a few times, then turned his head and said, "I'm very hungry."

Su Yiran's brain was congested, and his heart was churning: "You..." Before he could speak, he heard Zhao Mi's stomach rumbling.

Zhao Mi buried his head in Su Yiran's shoulder in frustration: "Do you have instant noodles at home?"

Su Yiran: ...So I'm really hungry...

The two people who were about to go to bed got up again, rummaged through the kitchen, and found two bags of cheese noodles that hadn't been opened yet.Su Yiran started the fire, and even made him a poached egg: "Your symptoms are like sudden hyperthyroidism. Could it be that you have reached puberty?"

Zhao Miyi watched eagerly at the kitchen door, and retorted: "I came to puberty two years ago. Now it's adulthood."

Su Yiran was afraid that one bowl would not be enough for him, so he simply boiled both bags, brought them to the table, and then sat next to him: "Okay, let's eat, you are so hungry, it makes me suspect that I am child abuser."

After eating and brushing his teeth, it was twelve o'clock, Zhao Mi touched the top of his head sadly, and then touched Su Yiran's: "Fortunately, our hair is thick."

Su Yiran messed up his hair, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "I'll place an order for Bawang Hair Tonic for you tomorrow, and prevent baldness from now on."

Even though he ate two packs of instant noodles before going to bed, Zhao Mi woke up hungry in the middle of the night. The physical hunger made him curl up his legs uncomfortably, stretched out his hands to rub outside the bed, and touched his mobile phone, and the screen turned on: five o'clock.

The outside of the bed was not as warm as the inside, so he put the phone back, turned his head and whispered: "Su Yiran? Su Yiran?"

The people around me didn't wake up.

Zhao Mi became more courageous, he was a little impulsive, and wanted to make a move on Su Yiran.

Su Yiran's pajamas were very loose, Zhao Mi effortlessly opened the belt with one hand and stretched it in.The scorching heat in his palm made Zhao Mi kick his legs comfortably. Although he was in a deep sleep, it was very hot, which made Zhao Mi, the little pervert, extremely excited.

If only I could lick it...

Zhao Mi swallowed his saliva, his heart thumping, his voice was so loud that it seemed to pass through the entire room.

No, no, he withdrew his hand, thinking, too much noise would wake up Su Yiran.

He said silently in his heart: I am a sex monster with a moral bottom line, I am a sex monster with a moral bottom line, I am a sex monster with a moral bottom line.

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