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

Du Man drew three sketches of glutinous rice cakes, and asked Su Yiran to choose from them. Su Yiran looked at the end from the first one, pointed at the characters and said, "It's cute enough, but not soft enough."

Su Yiran pointed directly at Zhao Mi, and said to Du Man, "Like his Q print."

Du Man was surprised by Su Yiran's directness, and nodded: "Got it."

In the next 10 minutes, Zhao Mi could notice that the other party's fiery eyes were cast on his face from time to time. He was a little embarrassed to be seen, so he became more serious about editing the draft.

The hired cooking aunt, surnamed Zhao, also goes to work on Mondays, responsible for cooking lunch and dinner and occasional snacks.Aunt Zhao is nearly fifty years old, and she treats Zhao Mi as if she spoils her son. She makes all kinds of delicious food and puts them on the table one by one. For Aunt Zhao who was busy in the kitchen, the other party had to cook three more dishes.

Zhao Mi opened the refrigerator to get yogurt, and saw that the upper shelf of the refrigerator was full of all kinds of side dishes. He opened the lower shelf, and the quick-frozen food was full.He silently glanced at the cupboard again, it was full of pasta.

Zhao Mi stood there and thought for a while. When he took off his padded jacket in spring, he might be as fat as a ball.

Aunt Zhao herself has a son who is in the third year of high school this year, and the four of them sat together for dinner. Speaking of the college entrance examination, Aunt Zhao was a little worried: "I didn't plan to take the job of nanny at first, and wanted to take care of him at home, but the cram school for my child takes a month. four thousand…"

The cram school in high school is divided into small classes and large classes. Aunt Zhao's son's overall academic performance is fairly good, but his Chinese scores are particularly low, especially in writing. He can only get 39 out of [-].

This caused him to be ten points lower than others in Chinese, and occasionally lower by more than ten points, and his ranking could directly drop out of the key points.Aunt Zhao specially hired a teacher who specializes in writing for him to tutor him alone.

Zhao Mi picked up the shredded meat with chopsticks: "Is the effect good?"

"Hey, as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't work." Aunt Zhao was very worried. "After two months of tutoring, the Chinese language is still [-] points lower than others last time, and the composition is [-]."

In fact, the composition of the college entrance examination pays more attention to skills and the reasonable use of materials, and the sentence should not be too beautiful - too much gaudy will be considered by the marking teacher as copywriting.As long as the structure is reasonable, the sentences are smooth, and there are a few two points, you can get 45 points.A score of 48 or higher is considered an excellent composition.

Aunt Zhao was originally unwilling to accept the job, but Ming Xiao said that the other party was a writer who had published several books. Aunt Zhao thought about it, she could ask Su Yiran about the scriptures and how to write the composition.

Su Yiran actually has no education to teach. Fiction and composition for the college entrance examination are two different things. He has never been through the college entrance examination. After he started writing novels in his third year of high school, he dropped out of school. In some professional fields, he asks others to teach alone, or studies by himself.

For Aunt Zhao's question, Su Yiran choked twice, unable to answer all of a sudden.

It's really embarrassing for a dignified writer not to be able to answer such a small question, not to mention that Zhao Mi looked at him adoringly, his eyes filled with praises like "God Su is so powerful, he must know".Su Yiran smiled helplessly, and put down his chopsticks: "Xiao Mi, what is your composition score in the college entrance examination?"

"Ah?" Zhao Mi rolled his eyes upwards, pouted his mouth, and then smoothed it out, "It seems to be 56."

There will be no more than three full-score essays in the province, and if you deduct less than five points, it is already a superior work.

Su Yiran nodded, and asked again: "How many books did you read in your third year of high school? How many compositions did you write?"

"A material book every week, memorize a material every two days, a big composition every week, and a small fragment every Wednesday. I will read the full-score composition essay when I have time."

"Well," Su Yiran looked at Aunt Zhao with a smile, "I have no good solution, I can only teach him by reading and writing more words."

"If you don't mind, you can show it to me when you finish writing it," Zhao Mi said, "I have a good impression of composition for the college entrance examination."

"Okay, okay." Aunt Zhao nodded repeatedly.

"You can also bring him here to write on weekends." Su Yiran's family is big, and he has no objection to having an extra person, and it doesn't take up any space anyway. Make up for it."

Aunt Zhao was so grateful that she brought home wontons stuffed with shepherd's purse and meat the next day, and filled up the remaining gaps in the refrigerator.

Zhao Mi eats enough during the day, and before going to bed at night, he cooks another pot of dried wontons, mixes them with balsamic vinegar, chili oil, and chopped green onion, and eats them in his stomach.He would still invite Su Yiran to take a bath every night, but Su Yiran still refused.

Zhao Mi was numb to being rejected, and the invitation became unburdened unknowingly, as easy as eating: "Shall we take a bath together?"

Su Yiran glanced at him: "No, next time."

Zhao Mi shook off her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

After working hard to change the time for a week, Su Yiran finally reversed the code word time.He has been off keep for the past two days, watching exercise tutorials.There is an amateur exercise room on the second floor, with only one treadmill, and he wants to add some exercise machines to it.

After Zhao Mi finished washing, he saw the page on his phone and was surprised: "Do you want to exercise?"

"En." Su Yiran stood up, took the towel, and covered the dripping part for him.

"You are already very strong." Zhao Mi said in a low voice, embarrassed, Su Yiran has six-pack abs!

Su Yiran didn't exercise much after Zhao Mi moved here. He used to live alone and would go downstairs and run a couple of laps, but since he had Zhao Mi, he was worried about getting tired, so he kept walking at home.

And now it's winter, it's cold outside, Su Yiran is afraid that Zhao Mi will catch a cold.

Zhao Mi didn't know that the other party had sports experience before he came, he thought Su Yiran was born with abdominal muscles, and secretly envied him.

The water dripping from Zhao Mi's hair flowed onto the towel and wet a small piece, Su Yiran pushed him to dry it: "I asked Mr. Mu for the link."

Mu Liangfeng is a fitness expert. He spends four days a week in the gym. His arms and thighs are muscular, and his skin is a bit dark.Su Yiran had dinner with him once, and knew that the other party had someone in his unrequited love family.

Su Yiran sent a message asking him: "Exercise machines for waist training, buy some for me."

Mu Liangfeng: "???? Waist training?"

Su Yiran's tone was awkward: "Well, to prepare for the future, I will soon..."

Mu Liangfeng: "I'm sorry, please block and delete each other."

Su Yiran transferred the money, and it was displayed that "the other party has turned on the friend verification, you are not his friend yet", Su Yiran curled his mouth uncontrollably, smiled and put the money back into the wallet, and went into the bathroom.

Zhao Mi just turned off the hair dryer, turned to look at him: "Mr. Mu?"

"No." Su Yiran hugged him, "Blocked me."

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm too jealous." Su Yiran's tone was full of smiles. Compared to Mu Liangfeng who was still struggling, he still had two weeks to eat, so he should be jealous.

Being envied also makes people give birth to infinite joy.

The bedtime was moved earlier to ten o'clock, and the goblin encyclopedia said that the pervert would have symptoms of sleepwalking and babbling, Su Yiran did not dare to relax, pretended to be asleep, and hugged him tightly after the people around him fell asleep, lest he run away.

After about half an hour, Zhao Mi really started to moan and chirp, his hands became restless, and he stretched out to explore.

Su Yiran faced him face to face. In the past two days, he found that as long as Zhao Mi closed his eyes, he would not be able to wake up. He was in a state of hypnosis, and the next day, he would completely forget what he had done.

There was no light in the room, so Su Yiran could only see Zhao Mi's frowning and gurgling sounds through the moonlight that penetrated through the window. Not suitable for children.

Zhao Mi didn't open his mouth, but made a nasal sound.

Su Yiran grabbed his hand and clasped his index fingers to comfort him like two days ago, Zhao Mi dodged nimbly, reached into his trousers, and grabbed hold of him.

Su Yiran took a deep breath, feeling a little bad, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight.

But Zhao Mi touched with five fingers, adjusted the position, and kneaded with moderate strength, as if he had done it thousands of times.

Su Yiran couldn't help wrapping his left hand around the opponent's wrist, turned to look at the opponent inquiringly, and found that Zhao Mi was not awake.

He let go of his hand slowly again, and moved towards Zhao Mi's direction.

……

Su Yiran was really afraid that Zhao Mi would wake up halfway, so he surrendered early, and carefully cleaned the hands of the two of them and somewhere else with a tissue.

Zhao Mi breathed a sigh of relief, pillowed on Su Yiran's arm, and slept soundly.

Zhao Mi didn't sleep until he woke up naturally, he was woken up by "burning".It was more than two weeks before his birthday, he woke up earlier and earlier, and now...

He reached out to touch the phone, but after moving it, he realized that his hand didn't seem to be under the covers?

Help, what is this tactile sensation!

Zhao Mi clasped his five fingers together, retracted them gently and slowly, put them under his nose and sniffed, the smell was not bad, nor sticky.He turned around like a sloth, looked out of the bed, took a look at the phone: 03:30...

If things go on like this, you don't have to sleep on your birthday, and you can go straight through the night.

Zhao Mi turned on his phone and started to browse Weibo.Apart from Su Yiran, he follows all celebrities on Weibo. Among them is a male model, Ye Muchan, who is very individual. The profile of Weibo is: I am a model, don't bother with low prices, already have a boyfriend, don't bother with mistresses.At the same time, he is also a chatterbox, so he was nicknamed Beep Man.

It is said that Beep Man is a nickname given to him by Ye Muchan's boyfriend.

Ye Muchan has been beeping on social networks all day, Zhao Mi refreshes the homepage, scrolls down, and finds that the other party has updated N Weibo within 24 hours, the latest one is 10 minutes ago, secretly took a photo of her boyfriend's back, and said: Man friend still working...

Further down is Ye Muchan's food sharing, every meal is a fitness meal.

The speed of swiping the screen is not like a model at all, like a ten-year-old grandfather chatting with his grandchildren.

……

Zhao Mi brushed for half an hour, but didn't finish, so he gritted his teeth and dismissed him, and then specifically found Su Yiran in Follow.Su Yiran has 286 million fans. Because of the large number of fans, he pays more attention to his words and deeds. He does not often post about his personal life, but more about advertisements, and forwards news about books and dramas.

Zhao Mi clicked on the homepage, and unexpectedly found that Su Yiran had posted a new Weibo at [-] am: When I wrote "Xiaoyao", I thought I had portrayed Gu Yueliu as a beast, but now I realize that it is still too self-made.

Gu Yueliu is the protagonist of "Xiaoyao", and his subject is Qingliu, a great beauty in the world.

There were as many as [-] comments, and the hot comment asked him to express his emotions late at night, is it to make up for Gu Qinshou?

Su Yiran replied to the comment for the first time: No, it's just emotion.

Zhao Mi stared at the word "sentimental", thinking, what are you feeling emotionally?

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Hand... That... Bye bye.