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

The light in the hotel room is yellowish, like street lamps on the street in the early morning of winter. feel on the face.

Aromatherapy is placed on the table, with the mixed smell of sweet orange and lavender, inhaled into the lungs, mixed with the nerves, calming the restless heart, and making people calm and peaceful.

Su Yiran flipped it over with both hands, and carefully pulled out the letter paper from the envelope—two A4 white papers that were stapled together, with a horizontal line drawn with a pencil, and the handwriting written in black pen neatly arranged above the black line. Read, rigorous and serious like coursework.

Su Yiran couldn't help laughing, and unfolded: "Watch together?"

Zhao Mi took the initiative to lean over and nestled in his arms. The other party's hands passed around his shoulders, and his thumbs were pinched on top of the letter paper.

Zhao Mi wrote the letter after a few days when his throat was uncomfortable. At the beginning, he wrote it on A4 paper, which was messy and scribbled. He was afraid that Su Yiran would not be able to understand it, so he copied it again.

The two of them watched together without making a sound.Zhao Mi is a little awkward, probably because the current self reads the letter written a few days ago, and always feels that there is a feeling of God's perspective, which is very shameful.

At that time, Zhao Mi wrote whatever he wanted to write, and many sentences were blurted out without careful consideration.The last time he wrote a serious letter was in his sophomore year of high school, so he had a vague feeling of traveling back in time.

He wrote on the letter paper——

"Love is indescribable, mysterious and mysterious, I never thought I would meet until you appeared.

You describe the temperature, shape, and touch of love one by one in front of my eyes, which makes me flattered and happy.

On the day I promised you, I was thinking, such an excellent man who is held on the altar is actually mine.

...

Maybe one day you will grow old, but in my eyes, you will never grow old.

...

I am very glad that I am ten years younger than you, and I can accompany you through the life of Rongrong, and then return to the universe. "

Because it was a letter, it was written in a somewhat old-fashioned way. Through the lines on the two pieces of paper, Su Yiran seemed to see Zhao Mi's red heart.

"Xiao Mi," Su Yiran laughed at himself, "I don't think I'm worthy of being a writer. The love stories you write are much more touching than the ones in my novels."

Zhao Mi was biting his lip in embarrassment, his scalp was numb, and he was reading the letter with Su Yiran, thinking in his heart, how did I write these words... It's so disgusting...

Fortunately, Su Yiran liked it very much, read it over and over several times, finally folded it, and put it away from the readers' letters, but took the briefcase on the side and stuffed it in the innermost layer.

Su Yiran's briefcase was boxy, and he traveled all over the country with him, and almost never left him at home. Inside were contracts, scraps of impromptu ideas, and various documents.

After putting it away, he shook his hand and took out two letters from the innermost layer.Zhao Mi saw it and asked, "You wrote me two letters?"

Su Yiran didn't answer, but handed one of the letters to him. Zhao Mi lowered his head, and saw that the envelope was printed by a computer. It was a letter sent from Italy, from Ms. Zhao.

Zhao Mi's heart trembled, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he suddenly raised his head: "You..."

Su Yiran didn't open it for him, and kept holding it: "I know you miss her, so I talked to her specially, originally wanted her to come back, but really..."

Su Yiran contacted Ms. Zhao privately. Ms. Zhao also wanted to come back, but her status hindered her. She wandered the world for more than ten years, changing from one man's nest to another. Frightened by her unrestrained temper, she chose to send a letter.

Zhao Mi was a little dazed: "Writing a letter..."

He has never written a letter to Ms. Zhao, and the only communication between the two is an occasional phone call. Zhao Mi was ignorant when he was a child, and would ask for a video chat. There was no video call either.

He never thought that Ms. Zhao, who seemed heartless and had no scruples about eating, would write to him.

Zhao Mi opened it with anticipation and curiosity. The letter paper was printed in Song Dynasty. Su Yiran took a look and said, "Ms. Zhao said that her handwriting is not good-looking, so she chose to print it."

Zhao Mi didn't mind at all, he read it line by line.

When Ms. Zhao saw it, she had put a lot of thought into it, and the letter was clearly printed on the letter paper. The words and sentences were delicately filled with maternal love, so much that it was even a little swollen.

"I'm so happy to be your mom.

In human terms, I can be regarded as indiscreet and self-loving, but my love for you is as strong and brilliant as all the mothers in the world.

I'm afraid that you will resent me for giving birth to you, because a pervert is always a little far away from the so-called happiness. I heard that you fell in love with Su Yiran, and I was both happy and scared.

……

I'm sorry that I can't go back to China to see you. I didn't hold you and kiss you after birth. In a blink of an eye, you became a little adult and had your own lover. I watched you from a distance, and I didn't know why satisfaction.As a mother, my only shallow wish is to wish you a happy life.

......"

The corners of Zhao Mi's eyes were sour, and his heart was slightly soft like apricots soaked in vinegar.Almost without thinking, he took out his mobile phone after reading the letter, and wanted to call Ms. Zhao.

Su Yiran stopped him: "Ms. Zhao specifically told you not to call."

Zhao Mi stopped and turned his head.Red around the eyes: "Why?"

"Shy," Su Yiran smiled, "She is also shy."

"Oh..." Zhao Mi lowered her head, feeling unavoidably heavy, "Actually, I don't blame her at all, I'm glad she is my mother."

"En." Su Yiran hugged him and listened to him.

"When I was a child, I would envy others to play and sleep with my parents, but I probably lost the root of complaints and dissatisfaction. I never felt that Ms. Zhao was far away from me. I missed her, but I was satisfied with an occasional phone call. At this point, Zhao Mi frowned, "Anyway, I never think she treats me badly, and she doesn't deserve to be my mother."

Su Yiran nodded, expressing that she understood, then in order to coax him, she got up and walked to the bathroom: "Take a bath first."

Zhao Mi looked back: "I still haven't read your letter."

"That letter." Su Yiran put hot water for him, "I'll read it to you later."

Su Yiran didn't say how long this "wait a while" was. Anyway, after Zhao Mi came out of the shower, he hugged him and fell on the bed, saying that he was going to sleep and recharge his batteries.

Zhao Mi thought it would be all night tonight, but Su Yiran turned off the lights and coaxed him: "I'm afraid you won't be able to take it anymore, go to bed first."

Zhao Mi was silent for a moment, and said: "That...Although I have never done it, I know that sex monsters have soft waists and will not faint."

Generally, dizziness is also dizziness attack...

He mustered up enough courage to say these words, and after he finished speaking, he buried his head in Su Yiran's chest, Su Yiran's skin became hot from the stimulation of his words, and he swallowed continuously.

Zhao Mi was in his arms, and fell asleep not long after. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, he was awakened by the continuous hotness of his body, as if a large cloud of moisture was rushing around in his body, Zhao Mi He quietly sat up, and followed his instinct to lie on Su Yiran's body.

Su Yiran was awakened by his action, reached out and touched the hot skin of the other person, and immediately knew that Zhao Mi was awake. He turned on the bedside lamp and saw Zhao Mi sitting on his body, with his slender neck upturned.

He held the other person's waist and wanted to get up and kiss him, but Zhao Mi didn't give him this chance.

Zhao Mi was very strong at the moment, his head was a mess, he squinted his eyes, and he could see the red color of his pupils from the slits of his eyes, Su Yiran was a little stunned for a moment, and he froze, Zhao Mi quickly moved Cover his eyes: "Don't look at my eyes."

Su Yiran came to her senses: "Come down first, don't be rash, it will hurt you."

Zhao Mi ignored him completely, and tore off the restraints on the two of them on his own, rubbed them casually a few times, then held his breath and sank.

There's not even...the pre-play...

Su Yiran couldn't help himself because of his unruly eagerness, so he pushed his hand away, covered the other's eyes, reversed the up and down positions of the two.

……

Indulging in this kind of thing, Zhao Mi completely lost her shyness like a child, and became like a real pervert. It was hot and humid inside, making Su Yiran so tight that she wouldn't sleep after three times.

Su Yiran let go of the hand that covered his eyes, and Zhao Mi's eyes changed color because of being satisfied, but the brightness was a bit scary.He reached out and grabbed the other's shoulder: "More."

……

The stars sink into the sky from the west, and the sun shines peacefully from the east. I don’t know if it’s a magpie or a sparrow that stays on the branch. The chirping bird’s chirp slips through the crack of the window and falls into Zhao Mi’s ears.

Su Yiran fed him the rest of the food, and put it aside with relief: "Do you want more?"

Zhao Mi turned his head, the whole person was alive and kicking, as if he had just run two laps, and he was full of energy: "Well... can I still have it..."

Su Yiran was speechless for a moment.I have been supplementing for nearly a month, and I have been exercising for nearly three weeks. It seems that it is not good enough?He turned his head: "Still hungry?"

"I lied to you." Zhao Mi pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to stroke his head, and threw it away like a scumbag, "You go to sleep."

Su Yiran looked at the other person's appearance, thinking that he was the one being taken advantage of, and said quietly: "I have to strengthen my training and enroll in a few fitness classes, or I will be sucked up by you sooner or later."

"Hmm..." Zhao Mi was silent for a while, and said awkwardly and shyly, "Actually...I can...move by myself."

Upon hearing this, Su Yiran turned around and lay down again.

Zhao Mi pushed him: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just to prove it, you don't need to move."

……

After some proofs, Su Yiran exhaled, forced herself to stay sleepy, lay on the bed with Zhao Mi in her arms, and opened her letter in the light that leaked into the room.He promised to read it to Zhao Mi last night, and he didn't want to break his promise.

The letter was not long. Compared to Zhao Mi's two A4 papers, Su Yiran only used a small piece of sticky note, with handsome and elegant fonts, and a sharp edge, like the ax that split the chaotic Pangu.

,

He has been exercising all night, his voice is a little hoarse, and the pronunciation seems to have an electric current: "Xiao Mi."

Zhao Mi rested his arm on his pillow, and used [-]% of his energy to concentrate on catching his words.

Su Yiran said——

"I have many names, Teacher Su, God Su, Yiran Su, Mr. Su, but none of them are as sweet as 'Zhao Mi's boyfriend', 'Zhao Mi's favorite', 'Zhao Mi's lover'.

……

Maybe I am amazing in the world of online literature, but I am just an ordinary person after all. I will also be sad for your sadness and happy for your joy. I will become inferior and lost because of you, and I will also become helpless because of you. can not.

……

I am very happy to meet you at your most beautiful age. I have the honor to see all the storms and thunders that life beats on you, and the deep affection that I bestow on you.

......"

Hearing this, Zhao Mi couldn't help hugging him tightly. The sticky note was thin and narrow, and it seemed to carry a lot of affection. Zhao Mi reached out and grabbed it, stuffed it under the pillow, and urged him: "Go to sleep."

Su Yiran gently rubbed the center of his brows, responded, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.Zhao Mi raised his head, planted a kiss on his lips, and whispered: "Whether it's Teacher Su, God Su, or Su Yiran, Mr. Su, it's all mine."

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