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

He Liao didn't know how to understand it, he just checked Weibo, he couldn't teach Su Yiran, so he had to take out his phone and said, "You need to check Weibo more."

Because Su Yiran is busy writing articles, she doesn't often use this kind of completely open social platform. Eight of the ten articles she posted are advertisements, one is a notification of opening a hole, and one is a sudden thought about life.

He Liao lied to Su Yiran in order to play for a while longer: "If you browse more often, you must understand. Don't fans often leave you messages with Internet terms? Look at Aite and the comments."

Su Yiran sat at the dining table and turned on the phone: "Then you..."

"I read a book, this one, hehe." He Liao took out a composition material from his bag, secretly carried a tablet, and slipped to the sofa to read a novel.

Su Yiran first searched for local love stories, and after understanding it, he clicked on a Weibo post he rarely posted last time "What did you eat today?" The first popular comment was "I just want to eat and look at you. "

I saw this reply before and thought it was inexplicable, but after I got to know it today, I realized that this kind of love talk is earthy.

Every time Su Yiran goes on Weibo, he will receive a lot of related news. Besides those who circled him, there are also private messages from people to express their love to him.He has his own reading topic, which is called Su Yiran.

He heard from the editor that observing the lives of fans is the fastest way to understand online culture, so he went to Super Topics for the first time.

When the super topic is in full swing.Su Yiran replied in the comment section last night, but was spotted by sharp-eyed book fans, who took a screenshot and put it in Chaohua. Everyone was wondering who this cutie was, and how could God Su reply.

Most people hold a view of "Because the cutie said something, so God Su replied by the way", but Su Yiran has a lot of fans, and some fans are not convinced, clamoring in Chaohua, "The cutie has never been here He appeared on the Overlord List, why reply to him?".

Once the number of fans of a writer increases, there will be a tendency to develop into popular stars, and the book fan circle will become the same as the fan circle, with various inexplicable regulations.Su Yiran frowned, and chose to refresh, wanting to see new posts.

Unexpectedly, the refreshed new post was about "Who is the cutie".A fan posted a post asking everyone to stop arguing. She went to check the ID of the little cutie—the ID of X Literature Network is transparent. If you click on it, you can see the books subscribed by the ID holder and the overlord votes cast by the ID holder. She directly posted the screenshot: Don't make noise, the little cutie is the No. 1 little pervert on the Overlord List.

Ok?

Su Yiran looked at the words "little pervert", stopped his hand that was about to refresh, and looked at the post.

According to the post, she clicked on the ID of the little cutie, and found that the other party had only two names, one was the little cutie she used last night, and the other was the little pervert.

Because X Literature Network allows duplication of names, she wasn't sure if the little pervert and Bawangbang were the same person, so she clicked on the name of Bawangbang again, and suddenly found that the link that jumped out was exactly the same!

The person who posted the post directly posted the picture. After the post, I was afraid that everyone would not believe it, so I sent a video link in the comments: my screen recording link, if you don’t believe me, you can go and have a look.

Not only book fans know the name of the little pervert, Su Yiran also knows it.The other party threw nearly [-] thunders for his "Ming Dynasty and Gu Yanleng", and it also ranked first in the overall ranking of writers' columns.

So it was Zhao Mi?

Su Yiran saw the rapid increase in the number of comments on the post, and for the first time exposed the fact that he was "peeping" at the fans' lives, and left a message: Thank you.

He put the phone away, stood up and walked towards the bedroom. He Liao looked at him and asked, "Brother Su, what are you doing?"

Su Yiran pursed her lips and smiled: "Dating."

He Liao stared blankly at the other party as he walked into the bedroom, clapped his hands and said, "Fuck, what a domineering president walking!"

Su Yiran went straight to the bed, lowered her body, put her hands on Zhao Mi's ears, wrapped him in her arms, lowered her head and kissed him softly.

Zhao Mi only felt that there seemed to be butterflies fluttering on his lips, carrying heavy rain, making his lips wet, he gave a warning, turned his head, and did not open his eyes.

Su Yiran knew that the devil in his heart was haunting him, and he longed for his own kiss, so he increased his strength, inserted the tip of his tongue, and hooked him so hard that he whimpered a few times.

Zhao Mi barely woke up, raised his eyelids, and saw the enlarged eyes of Su Yiran, he was still a little dizzy, turned his head to Su Yiran and said: "Mr. Su, don't fall in love early."

Su Yiran leaned over to comfort him: "Well, you've grown up today, so it's not considered puppy love."

Drag him back and forth into the kiss.

Zhao Mi was kissed. After the kiss, he didn't know what happened, so he was hugged by Su Yiran to wash up. When he was brushing his teeth, he realized that he asked a question that he was more concerned about: "What's for breakfast?"

Su Yiran patted his head: "Xiao Mi, I found that we live only to eat and sleep."

Zhao Mi couldn't refute it, because it was indeed...

Su Yiran continued: "It's good to eat'eat'sleep'sleep'."

Zhao Min wondered: "What's the matter? I only heard depravity, and she is obviously dedicated every day."

Su Yiran didn't answer, but thought in his heart, eating, eating glutinous rice, sleeping, sleeping glutinous rice, how beautiful it is.

Zhao Mi went out of the house and saw He Liao sitting at the dining table writing, he was amazed: "He Liao, you are so serious today." He took a closer look and saw He Liao facing a whole blank test paper, writing love poems.

"Send full: Paper is short and love is long..."

When Zhao Mi saw the first sentence, he patted He Liao on the head meaningfully: "Give up, you don't have the face of Premier Zhou, so don't imitate Premier Zhou's teasing."

He Liao covered his head and stubbornly continued to write love poems: "Brother, don't underestimate me, one day I will chase Du Man."

Zhao Mi: ...

Zhao Mi doesn't care about the brat now, he only cares about breakfast.On the contrary, Su Yiran had the idea of ​​watching a good show, and instead of urging He Liao to go upstairs immediately, he sat at the table and encouraged him: "You write."

Du Man arrived a little early today, and when he entered the room, he was still holding a rechargeable hot water bottle in his hand. Su Yiran handed her a cup of soy milk: "Have you read the manga of the monster?"

"Draw the line draft." Du Man casually put the hot water bottle on the table, took a sip of soy milk to warm his body, "I'll go to color again tonight."

"Well," Su Yiran glanced at He Liao who was buried in writing poetry, and pretended to ask casually, "Did your boyfriend send you here this morning?"

"I'm taking the bus, my boyfriend is not available."

Su Yiran curled the corner of his mouth, and turned his eyes to He Liao who was in a daze.

Du Man went upstairs with the soy milk, Zhao Mi looked at He Liao with sympathy: "He miserable, you are still young, better things will come later."

He Liao had only written half of his love poems, and he was struck by this kind of blow. He couldn't think about it for a while: "Then I will write a love poem for Brother Zhao."

Su Yiran immediately turned pale, grabbed his pen, and wrote a big "xswl" on the paper.

He Liao looked at this Internet term and felt that the tragedy was the result of Meng Su Yiran.He lay down on the table: "How miserably, I really am miserably."

Before Su Yiran went upstairs, he took the time to privately inform the administrator of Chaohua to delete all the posts about the little pervert, and then coded while wearing anti-blue light glasses.Zhao Mi has a special affection for him who wears anti-blue light glasses, and feels that Su Yiran is particularly abstinent.

Su Yiran, who was coding, was expressionless, occasionally stopping to think and staring at the computer screen, not moving around.If I can't think of it, I will rub the sides of the bridge of the nose with my thumb and index finger.

While teaching He Liao, Zhao Mi raised his eyes to stare at Su Yiran from time to time.

If it's possible...Zhao Mi really hopes that Su Yiran can wear this pair of glasses...fuck him on the bed...

Zhao Mi swallowed his saliva.

He feels that his thoughts have recently tended to fall more and more into the abyss.Yesterday, I ate two pots of dumplings under He Liao's complaints. In the evening, I chatted with Su Yiran about a letter from high school to my mother. I didn't go to bed until eleven o'clock. It is reasonable to sleep until dawn, but I was still woken up by the heat in the early morning .

He looked at the time specifically, it was three o'clock.

Waking up earlier and earlier, Zhao Mi retracted the hand holding the phone, pressed it to his lips, and took a light bite.The earlier he wakes up, the hotter he gets. The heater is on in the room, and he is covered with a quilt. It should be just right, but now he wants to expose his legs to the outside.

The whole room felt to him like a steam room in summer. Although it wasn't stuffy, it was hot enough to steam steamed buns.

It is especially quiet outside the window in winter. There are no insects or the roar of traffic. Everything is sleeping, waiting for the spring to break through.

The same is true of Zhao Mi's desire.

He turned around slowly, and doing bad things in the early morning made him a habit, giving him experience that he shouldn't have, knowing that Su Yiran would not wake up.Zhao Mi was glad that Su Yiran had a good sleeping habit, but at the same time worried, could Su Yiran stay up all night next time?

As his birthday approached, he became more courageous, this time he just got under the covers and licked Su Yiran's abdominal muscles.

Zhao Mi licked it piece by piece, like a national treasure panda licking a pot of milk, meticulously and conscientiously, not letting go of any place. After licking, he showed his teeth and ground them lightly.

……

Zhao Mi closed his eyes to get rid of the early morning memories, and opened them again, seeing Su Yiran turned to face him, the other party's eyes could not be seen clearly under the cover of the glasses, he could only feel the scorching gaze , nailed to himself.

Zhao Mi moved his eyes to the right, without lowering his head, a smile appeared on his face.His lips are beautifully shaped, and his white teeth can be vaguely seen from the gap between his lips. Two blushes slowly appear on the cheeks on both sides, like summer peaches.

Su Yiran had seen enough and lowered her head to write the manuscript.He is writing the dialogue of a short paragraph drawn by Du Man, looking at Nuomi Ci for inspiration.

He Liao was overwhelmed by the sweetness of the love atmosphere between the two. Halfway through the composition, he began to dance around, expressing all his emotions in his pen. Zhao Mi lowered his head and found that he couldn't understand the other party's words...

He pointed to the words in a low voice and said, "What are you doing, write correctly."

The little boy He Liao pressed the test paper with his left hand, and wrote with a pen in his right hand: "I'm writing my junior plan."

Zhao Mi: "...don't mess around."

"I don't mess around," He Liao brushed his words, "I want to snatch Aman here."

No matter how soft-tempered Zhao Mi was, he couldn't help complaining at this moment, and raised his hand to hit him on the head: "Aman, it's not big or small!"

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