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

Recently, Du Man found strangely that whenever she went to Su Yiran's house in the morning, she would never see Su Yiran's person. Instead, Xiao Mi opened the door for her cheerfully and said good morning to her in a cheerful tone.

At first I thought it was a coincidence, but it happened three times. Du Man felt that something was wrong, so he grabbed Zhao Mi on the weekend morning: "Xiao Mi, where is Su Yiran?"

Zhao Mi was pouring soy milk for her. Hearing her question, he looked up embarrassedly and said, "Still sleeping."

Du Man: "..."

what's the situation?

She went upstairs into the studio in a daze, and put down her bag. It was rare that she didn't go to work immediately, but went out the door with a little gossip. She leaned on the railing and looked down. She saw Xiao Miqi walking into the bedroom with her slippers on.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, and it was so dark that it seemed that someone had cast a cloth to cover everything inside.Hearing the slight sound of the door opening, the hill on the bed moved, and Su Yiran stretched out a hand to turn on the bedside lamp: "Xiao Mi?"

Zhao Mi walked over quickly: "Are you awake?" He asked in a low voice, "Um...don't your kidneys hurt?"

The 19th birthday is like pressing a switch on Xiao Mi, making him lethargic, restless, unable to endure hunger, and singing every night after returning from City C...

Zhao Mi volunteered to play and sing all night.

Su Yiran was entangled by him for three days without writing codes and editing essays, lying on the bed as if she was the little daughter-in-law raped by the king of the cottage.

Zhao Mi took the initiative to get under the blanket and hugged Su Yiran's waist: "Why don't you talk?"

Su Yiran opened his eyes, he had only slept for three hours, and his brain was about to explode: "Xiao Mi."

Zhao Mi looked at him nervously: "Does it hurt?"

The corner of Su Yiran's mouth flattened helplessly: "...Let me ask you, what do I belong to?"

As Su Yiran's lover, Zhao Mi knew what the other party was, so he immediately said, "Snake."

"Well, do you think I will hurt?" Su Yiran turned around and hugged me.

Snake...Snake nature...Ben...cough cough, it probably doesn't hurt, Zhao Mi's ears became hot: "Go to sleep a little longer. Du Man just came, looking at me so strangely."

Su Yiran let out a hmm in her nasal voice, and another topic came up: "Xiao Mi, your appetite will not increase with age, right?"

Zhao Mi's 19-year-old appetite, he still has the ability to settle it, if it gradually grows bigger, Su Yiran really can't tell, he is a little worried.

Because of the relationship, Zhao Mi was no longer as shy as before, and became a little frank and straightforward: "No."

"That's fine, otherwise I'm afraid I'll die suddenly and be exhausted." Su Yiran raised the corners of her mouth, let out a little laughter, and circulated in the room, "Call me in an hour, I'll get up."

"Oh." Zhao Mi wanted to prop up the bed and get up, but Su Yiran's voice sounded sleepy, but his arms were very strong, and he wrapped his arms around his waist and refused to let him move.

Zhao Mi was afraid that his movements would wake up the other party, so he found a place honestly, nestled comfortably, stared at the darkness and began to be in a daze.

On the day of his birthday, it was a joyful day of thunder and fire. The next day, Zhao Mi looked at Su Yiran on the bed, feeling a little dreamlike. He stretched out his fingertips and poked the other person's cheek, only then did he believe in what he dreamed of. Things finally happened.

He took out the slip of paper that the other party gave him from under the pillow, read and reread every sentence, and finally muttered to himself: "Aren't you giving me all the love that life bestows on me?"

Su Yiran not only bestowed affection on him, but also bestowed on his classmates.One week after returning to ZZ City, he had to go back to school. On Monday morning, Su Yiran specially drove him to CC University with a trunk full of milk.

Anyway, I can't run out of milk at home, and my professional students have a bottle.

Su Yiran didn't cover up his mask. His relationship with Zhao Mi was so obvious that it was picked up by book fans after the comic exhibition ended.After all, Su Yiran is not a star, he has no intention of making hype, and only lightly admitted it on the Internet, and then posted a Weibo with a new article, the implication is to ask others to pay more attention to the work and stay away from private life.

The book fans are quite sensible, and soon shifted their attention to the romance to the new novels and the latest comics.

Su Yiran announced that he would cooperate with "Morning Painting Evening Food" to produce a book "Daily Life of God Su and His Little Monsters Eating, Eating, Sleeping and Sleeping".On the day he came back from City C, Su Yiran informed Du Man of the monster's special features and the announcement date in the form of a text message.

The first three episodes of the manga were released on the Internet in a row. The little monster has neither cat ears nor cat tail. The only difference from humans is a pair of red eyes and pupils, like two fine gems.

It is said that it is eating, eating, sleeping and sleeping, but it is really eating, eating, sleeping and sleeping in the superficial sense. The update frequency is weekly, and it is eating and sleeping every week. The content of the story is extremely plain, but it has attracted a large number of female fans. After three episodes, the number of followers on the official blog soared to [-].

Zhao Mi felt nervous about being spied on everyday, so he pulled Su Yiran and asked if someone would see through his real body, Su Yiran comforted him: "Du Man didn't find out, what are you afraid of?"

Du Man thought that the manga was based on two people, but he never thought that Zhao Mi was a monster. After all, Zhao Mi looked like a well-behaved child, and he didn't look like a monster with red eyes that wanted to eat people.

Zhao Mi, who secretly ate men every day, lowered his head in shame.

In short, when I went to deliver milk that day, Zhao Mi was envied by girls in the same profession and... hated by boys. Although everyone felt that the cute Ban Bao had no rival in love, he still hated it! !

His boyfriend is so outstanding!

At the same time, there is a faint joy, feeling that there is one less man in the world who can snatch the goddess!

The excuse for delivering the milk was to celebrate the past week's birthday, and to take advantage of others, the major students pooled up two yuan each that night to buy a six-inch cake, which was given to Zhao Mi by the monitor as a representative the next day.

The cake was brought home at noon and was left uneaten until evening to do something terrible.

Zhao Mi thought of this blindly, quickly closed his eyes, and chased away the image in his mind, it was too obscene to recall.

The cold sweetness seemed to be lingering somewhere, Zhao Mi raised his hand and patted his forehead.

However, Su Yiran is really...very...

Zhao Mi moved his lips in the dark, feeling unable to say the last two words.

He skipped over this memory, thinking that after returning home, Su Yiran sealed his credit plastic film, put it in a folder, and put it on the top shelf of the bookcase.

The plastic film is not a plastic wrap, but the kind that seals photos and rattles when shaken in the air. For this reason, Su Yiran bought an extra machine for sealing the film.

Zhao Mi watched him take out tools from the newly signed express box, and asked him why he didn't go to a printing shop or a photo studio.

Su Yiran shook his head: "Your letter can only be read by me."

Zhao Mi did not seal the letter from Ms. Zhao and Su Yiran, but recited their words word by word, extremely serious, and in the first few days he could still be seen sitting at the desk writing silently.Su Yiran couldn't laugh or cry when she found out: "It is said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so you might as well make a few more copies."

Zhao Mi casually threw away a piece of paper that he had just finished silently, and said, "No, I want to make them come as soon as I open my mouth like 'spring sleep without awakening, hearing birds singing everywhere', it will leave a deep impression on me."

In the dark, Zhao Mi thought of reciting, thinking of dictation, and his mind was like an automatic projector, starting to play the contents of Ms. Zhao and Su Yiran's letters one by one.

Zhao Mian curled up her hands and feet quietly, and recited it again in silence, making sure that the words flowed like clouds and flowing water, and there was no ambiguity in it, which was correct.

Su Yiran asked Aunt Zhao to raise her food level to a higher level, and even stepped up her training. Zhao Mi sneaked a peek at the training midway, retracted her head from the crack in the door, ran upstairs, and sat down to review herself.

Su Yiran worked hard for himself.

Blame myself for being too greedy.

Feeling guilty, Zhao Mi has recently let Su Yiran rub him down, and he can do whatever he wants throughout the whole process.Last night, she accidentally went too far, making it difficult for Su Yiran to hold her own until dawn.

No matter how tightly the curtains were drawn, a ray of light still ran in. Zhao Mi came in too hastily, and the door was not closed firmly. Now it was slightly opened, and there was the sound of chopping knives in the kitchen.

Zhao Mi turned his neck, raised his chin, and saw Su Yiran opened his eyes.

He glanced at the time: "There are still 15 minutes."

"Don't sleep anymore," Su Yiran got up with him, "Sleep again, Du Man probably thinks I have a disease."

In the past two weeks, Su Yiran hadn't appeared in the morning.

Du Man only has one pair of hands, but his work efficiency is equal to two hands. The painting of "Liuying" is already in the final stage, and it is expected to be finalized next week and ready for publication.

As the end drew to a close, Du Man relaxed instead, without Su Yiran's sense of urgency that became more depressed as the end approached. She also smiled yesterday and said that there would be two more comics about monsters tonight.

Because it was too comfortable to cooperate with her, Su Yiran began to discuss with her about signing a cooperation agreement, and handed over the creation of a series of comics to Chao Hua Xi Shi.

Although there is only Du Man alone in Zhao Hua Xi Shi, Su Yiran and Zhao Mi both feel that there may be a hundred people in the future.

While preparing to open a new article, "Ming Dynasty and Gu Yan Leng" is also preparing to be published. The simplified version Su Yiran is currently under revision, and Ming Xiao has already started to arrange the signing location, and has initially settled on H City.

Zhao Mi was dragged by Su Yiran to brush his teeth again, and led out the door. Aunt Zhao heard the movement in the kitchen and asked, "Mr. Su still doesn't eat breakfast?"

"Eat, eat," Zhao Mi answered for him, "Aunt Zhao, where's the porridge?" He tiptoed and pressed Su Yiran's shoulder, "Sit down, you must have breakfast. You haven't eaten breakfast for almost two weeks."

Su Yiran followed the strength of the other party and sat down, raised her eyebrows at the shellfish porridge served: "Aunt Zhao is very particular about breakfast."

Aunt Zhao has only started making breakfast in the past two weeks. According to the content of lunch and dinner, she decisively abandoned the combination of buns and fried dough sticks, and rushed to the bookstore to buy a high-end nutritious breakfast recipe. After reading it for two days, it looks good after getting started. Better than a Michelin chef.

After Su Yiran finished drinking a bowl, it was probably because the porridge was too delicious, so fresh that he sighed quietly: "I have to make money quickly, I can't stop eating today, or I won't even be able to support my wife."

Zhao Mi was disturbed by the guilt he said, and obediently helped him rub his shoulders. Su Yiran patted his hand and led him upstairs: "You're just kidding, I can afford you even if I stop working for three more days."

After returning to school, homework suddenly increased. Zhao Mi had to participate in big and small competitions and book planning activities. He was also a staff member of the editorial department. Later than Su Yiran.

Su Yiran felt sorry for him, and after completing her daily tasks, she wanted to help Zhao Mi review the manuscript.

There are tens of thousands of people in the university, and the school newspaper can receive hundreds of submissions a day.After the first round of screening, two-thirds of the manuscripts were removed, and the rest went to Zhao Mi for a second round of review, leaving nearly twenty manuscripts to be sent to the teacher for final review.

CC University is full of talents, and the quality of the manuscripts that enter the second round is considered to be high. Zhao Mi has to scrutinize each time to fit the theme of the school newspaper. For the manuscripts that have not passed the review, they will send notification emails to the contributors.

His notification emails are kind and full of encouragement. He never mentions the mistakes in the manuscript, but asks them to make persistent efforts.

Zhao Mi was very troubled by the new plan, and when he heard that Su Yiran was going to help review the draft, he nodded in agreement, and roughly explained the review criteria to him.

Su Yiran pressed his head: "I know, you can do your homework at ease."

So Zhao Mi buried his head in hard work and didn't raise his head for two hours.

After writing the plan, Zhao Mi sent the electronic manuscript to the class representative, printed out the paper manuscript with the printer in the studio, put it on the seat, and then stretched his waist and asked, "Where did the manuscript go?"

"Less than ten more."

"So fast?" Zhao Mi was surprised. He stood up and walked towards Su Yiran. Standing behind him, he saw that Su Yiran was reading the manuscript almost twenty lines at a glance, one article in a minute.

Zhao Mi was dizzy from the slippery scroll wheel of his mouse. After stepping away, he rarely wanted to be lazy. He found a pack of snacks in the drawer next to him, and sat comfortably on the chair to chat with Guo Jiji.

He gave Amway to Guo Haji in "Ming Dynasty Things and Gu Yan Leng", and pulled him to play the plot together.

Ten minutes later, Su Yiran closed the computer: "It's done."

Zhao Mi stuffed the last bit of potato chips into his mouth and licked his fingers clean: "Then... go to sleep?"

He becomes less like himself at night, and recently, he has become more unrestrained in language and actions.Su Yiran raised her eyebrows, raised her leg maliciously, and put her foot on Zhao Mi's lap: "It's time for our little Mi to eat again."

These words came out of Su Yiran's mouth, with a bit of ridicule mixed in, Zhao Mi was so teased that his neck turned red from his ears to his ears.He stood up: "It's only natural to eat and sleep."

"Well," Su Yiran reached out and took Zhao Mi's notebook from the bookcase, "Which one are you going to do today?"

Ever since Zhao Mi's notebook was discovered, it seemed to be confiscated, and it was never hidden in its proper place. Instead, it was placed in his study room by Su Yiran. look.

In Su Yiran's words, "I'm tired of typing, but looking at what you wrote, I have the urge to work hard."

Su Shen's motivation is too much... Zhao Mi suspected more than once that the other party was motivated by punching holes, not impulsiveness.

Su Yiran unfolded the thin paper with both hands, turned it up and down twice, selected two lines from a pile of emojis and small characters, read it aloud, then closed it, and tapped his chin with his index finger: "Xiao Mi's extracurricular knowledge Quite rich."

Five minutes later, the white and glutinous Zhao Mi was sitting on the sofa chair in the study with a red face, his legs resting on the armrests, and was tied up: "I...I think it's better not to expand some extracurricular activities..."

While admiring the beautiful scenery, Su Yiran said: "For us Xiao Mi, the degree of difficulty is not too big, more practice will help us get high scores."

Zhao Mi's heart trembled, his face was so red that it could burn, but after touching Su Yiran's finger... um...

Zhao Mi felt that it would be better to expand more.

……

The chair was uncomfortable, Su Yiran didn't do it with a real gun, but used his hands once, which made Zhao Mi itchy, and the corners of his eyes were red. When Su Yiran untied the rope for him, the other party immediately entangled him: "I want it."

Su Yiran walked in with his arms around his waist: "Sit?"

Zhao Mi shook his head: "I want to stand with my back to you."

……

Zhao Mi went to school the next day, and as soon as he found a seat to sit down, the class representative came to collect the planning homework.Zhao Mi took it out from his schoolbag and handed it over.

The class representative was a skinny boy who refused to leave after receiving the homework and said, "Zhao Mi, the suggestion you made yesterday was great!"

Zhao Mi: "? What?"

"It's just a suggestion for the manuscript. The improvement points you mentioned in the email you sent me yesterday have benefited a lot. You are indeed a master of writing." Just after finishing speaking, a new homework was handed in. The homework walked away and went to another corner.

Zhao Mi guessed from the conversation, took out his mobile phone and sent Su Yiran a message: "Did you write suggestions in every email last night?"

Su Yiran: "Well, it's easy."

Zhao Mi: ...

This is not so easy... Typing is strenuous, and it is even more strenuous to list the suggestions one by one by category.Just as Zhao Mi wanted to praise Su Yiran for his hard work, he saw another message from the other party: "The quality of the second round of manuscripts is not very good, there are too many flaws, so I just wrote it casually."

Zhao Mi looked at the words "too many flaws" and thought in his heart that the first round of review standards must be raised.

Before get out of class was over, Zhao Mi received another call from Ms. Zhao.Ms. Zhao left Italy and started a new life in Paris, France.The scenery in Paris is unique, and Ms. Zhao sends Zhao Mi some photos of the scenic spots from time to time.

It is rare that Ms. Zhao will go out.

Zhao Mi crazily praised the blurry and out-of-focus landscape photos. Ms. Zhao was fooled into being in a good mood. She collected a bunch of postcards and sent them to him via international logistics.

After receiving it, Zhao Mi cherished it and hid it on the shelf in the study.

Zhao Mi clearly felt that the distance between Ms. Zhao and him was shortening. Before, they were like two fishes in the sea, cherishing each other at a distance, but now they looked like fishes in a creek pit.

The creek pit is small and the distance is short, and the two people understand each other better.

Unlike before, Ms. Zhao only called back once in a few weeks, and the frequency changed from once every three days to once every two days, and even initiated video requests.

Faced with such Ms. Zhao, Zhao Mi started to get used to it after some panic.

Today's phone call didn't have any real content, it just said that they had sent them dried flowers from the Paris flower market.Zhao Mi listened to Ms. Zhao praise how beautiful and beautiful the Paris flowers are, and interrupted her in a low voice: "Mom, the flowers here are also beautiful. You don't need to buy Paris flowers for us."

After the beginning of March, the streets of ZZ City began to become more beautiful, with shadows of green leaves and flowers everywhere, spreading from the suburbs to the city center.

"Okay," Ms. Zhao said at the other end, "It doesn't have much money anyway, just have fun, and you keep it at home."

"Got it." Zhao Mi stood in front of the corridor window, looking forward, he could see a green lake in the school, with willow trees by the lake full of spring, like a charming woman.

The green is so bright and vivid.

spring.

The car was still parked at the corner, and Zhao Mi got into the car without saying a word.Su Yiran glanced at him: "Is the planning not well written?"

"No." Zhao Mi fastened his seat belt, turned around and looked at Su Yiran, "I just suddenly remembered a line of lyrics."

Su Yiran: "?"

"Didn't someone say 'March spring is not old', I think it is true now, March spring really will not grow old."

Su Yiran smiled: "Yes."

"With you, I feel like every day is March."

Su Yiran took his hand, put it on the steering wheel, and started the car: "Me too."

We in March will never be old.

[End of the Sex Demon Chapter]

The author has something to say:

"Spring is not old in March" comes from Li Yuchun's song "Young and Vigorous".

There is really no plot in this article, the whole article is nonsense... The little cutie who can read it is really true love for me...

Huaxian starts tomorrow, and there is no plot [kneeling] This book probably has no plot throughout the whole process...

I named it "A Collection of Perverted Attacks That Don't Follow the Plot" [Touching the Stretched Belly]

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