I'm not popular, it's all your fault no matter what.

Cui Yan thought he would have to roll around for a long time before falling asleep, but he almost didn't know anything as soon as his head hit the pillow.

When he woke up the next day, looking at the display on his phone that it was almost noon, there were only two words in his heart - poisonous.

... Ji Miao's bed must be poisonous.

Then he felt a little surprised: According to Ji Miao's character, he probably would have called himself up in the morning...?How could you let yourself sleep until noon? ?

After thinking about it, Cui Yan lifted the quilt and sat up, then left the room with his hair a little messy from sleeping.

Then I smelled a scent that filled the air, causing my stomach, which had been empty after digesting it all night, to twitch and protest.

Cui Yan rubbed his belly, walked into the kitchen quietly, and then saw Ji Miao cooking, but no matter how he looked, he seemed a little absent-minded in it... Cui Yan was always worried, this guy would be next Seconds will burn the pot.

Just after thinking this way, I saw a burst of flames from the pot in front of Ji Miao! !

This turn of events surprised Cui Yan and Ji Miao and said "Fuck" at the same time, and then Ji Miao looked at the burning pot at a loss, and finally took the water into the pot with a spatula as if he had a brain twitch Spill it! ! !

... The result can be imagined.

After being splashed with water by Ji Miao, the flames grew even higher instead of diminishing.

The two faces were stupefied. Seeing that a kitchen fire accident was about to take place, Cui Yan was the first to react and shouted at Ji Miao:

"Cover the pot quickly!!!!"

One word awakened the dreamer, and Ji Miao, who was still in a daze, picked up the lid of the pot next to the table like a reflex and put it on. After two or three minutes, he carefully opened it again, and the fire inside had gone out. .

Of course, the dishes in the pot were also burnt to coke.

When the flame subsided, Cui Yan wiped the cold sweat off his face, and murmured: "What's the matter with you... I, a person who has never cooked, knows that when the pot is on fire, you can't sprinkle water, okay..."

The reason is that oil is less dense than water. When the water is poured into the pot, the oil will float on the water, so that the oil can still contact with the oxygen of the air and even expand the contact area, so it can't play the role of fire extinguishing. And on the contrary more serious.

This is knowledge that elementary school students all know.

Ji Miao smiled at him in embarrassment, her eyes dodged a little and she didn't dare to look at Cui Yan, she just poured out the dregs in the pot.

To be honest, he was distracted while cooking... The reason for his distraction was probably the little porn comic someone sent him last night. After reading it, he had an unspeakable dream, and then he woke up from the dream and went back to sleep I couldn't sleep anymore, just sat on the bed until the next day.

Of course, the content of the dream is not an old-fashioned dream. I dreamed that I was with the good friend I identified in my heart, so as to realize my true heart. It stands to reason that if this is the case, maybe the next thing is that Ji Miao rushes to a certain place. Confess enthusiastically in front of people, and then someone wants to refuse and greet them, and then agree to Happy ENDing for the two of them...

In fact, most of the spring dreams are in a daze, and Ji Miao can't figure out who the object of the spring dreams is at all! !

All I know is that the subject is a flat figure, no matter how you look at it, it can't be a woman.

So what he was struggling with was actually the fact that "so I might be crooked".

Under this kind of impact, coupled with the negative buff of lack of sleep, it was the result that Ji Miao did not burn the pot in the middle of the winter when cooking.

Ji Miao: I feel that the dark history of life has added another stroke_(:3J∠)_

Cui Yan frowned slightly and looked at Ji Miao, his gaze swept across the faint blue layer under his eyes, but when Ji Miao raised his head, he met his gaze, and then moved away immediately as if he was burned.

Cui Yan:? ? ?

He was puzzled, and after giving Ji Miao a meaningful look, he said nothing.

Ji Miao felt very guilty.

When he saw Cui Yan's face just now, for some reason he recalled the little Huang Man he watched last night.

As a veteran driver for many years, Pei Qianling sent Ji Miao comics on a large scale. It was a pity that this kid, who usually rarely even DIYs, was irritated.

So the guilty Ji Miao became extremely nervous when facing Cui Yan...

Cui Yan: Am I so scary?

After calming down, Ji Miao became a little worried.

The ingredients for the previous cooking were basically burned, and the rest seemed to be not enough for him to cook again.

His rice is already cooked.

Cui Yan also saw his embarrassment, and simply suggested: "Shall we order takeaway?"

Ji Miao: "Oh, that's good, but I don't have a delivery app in my phone."

"I have," Cui Yan took out his mobile phone, because he usually eats takeaway, so there are a lot of software in this area in his mobile phone, suddenly he paused and said:

"...Why is your voice hoarse?"

Ji Miao was a little embarrassed, and coughed slightly: "It's just that I accidentally drank cold water yesterday..."

Hearing that his obviously hoarse voice was no longer as clear as before, Cui Yan felt a little distressed: "Now it's autumn and it's easy to get sore throat... You should pay attention." Then he secretly decided to go out and buy some treatment later Medicine for sore throat.

Ji Miao blinked her eyes, feeling a little happy.

All of a sudden, I feel that the sore throat is not so annoying.

**

**

"...Yes, Mr. Tang, that's it... I don't think the twisted melon is sweet, and Ji Miao has also given to the company in the past few years—" Sister Jiang was interrupted by the voice on the other end of the phone before she finished speaking. up.

"This white-eyed wolf! You bastard!! How dare you tell me to quit at this time?!" Tang Zhi slapped the table hard with his plump hands, his body fat was shaking because of his excessive movements trembled.

Sister Jiang pursed her lips, not daring to speak.

"Bitch! Does he think that people in the entertainment industry can get in and out as soon as they want?!" With a wave of Tang Zhi's hand, all the things on the table were swept down to the ground, making a crisp crackling sound.

Sister Jiang waited for a few minutes before he finally finished swearing. During this time, she even sweared at all the ancestors of Ji Miao's family up to the eighteenth generation.

In fact, Sister Jiang dotes on Ji Miao in private. In her heart, Ji Miao is just like her younger brother. Hearing the constant abuse of Ji Miao by others, she felt extremely uncomfortable, and felt that there was a fire in her heart. It was burning inside, wishing to go along the phone line and give that fat man an uppercut to smash that unclean mouth.

Hold it back... think about your salary, think about your daughter's tuition! !

Sister Jiang told herself this way, and finally held back the urge to go back.

Over there, Tang Zhi still felt uncomfortable after cursing. Now that Ji Miao's contract is about to expire next month, the cash cow that has grown so hard is about to leave.

He couldn't help but scolded Sister Jiang bloody again.

Panting and hanging up the phone, Tang Zhi had a gloomy face, but at this moment he received a document from his assistant.

Tang Zhi's movements suddenly slowed down.

He looked at what was written on the information and sneered.

It seems that someone will accept Ji Miao without him doing anything.

**

**

The press conference of "Dragon Scales" is scheduled for a cool day.

Cui Yan himself was unable to watch the live broadcast due to academic problems, so he watched the live broadcast on his mobile phone at school.

Wen Guangbo just walked into the studio, and when he passed by Cui Yan, he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

Cui Yan saw him looking at him curiously from the corner of his eye, couldn't help coughing, and then changed the angle of the phone screen a little awkwardly.

Wen Guangbo couldn't help laughing out loud.

Cui Yan's face was burning hot, but he still had a calm look on his face. He suddenly remembered something and said: "Speaking of... I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you suddenly ask the teacher for two months' leave?"

Wen Guangbo was stunned for a moment. It was obviously unexpected that Cui Yan, who never cared about everything, suddenly cared about him. He was slightly moved in his heart, and then he thought for a while and said, "It's just that there is a small incident at home, don't worry about it. already solved."

Cui Yan nodded, Wen Guangbo obviously didn't want to talk about it in detail, so he just took it along.

Wen Guangbo returned to his seat, and at this moment saw the message that person sent him, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

He still remembers the experience of going home to see a ghost last time.

The scene of suddenly seeing Meng Xin covered in blood outside the door was not without horror. This scene was much scarier than the startled sound effects in ghost movies, but it turned out that he didn't need to worry too much about these two things. People, especially after having to take two months off work with them to fix a legacy issue.

When the materialistic world view is broken, you will often find a wider world... fart.

And when he received a call from Cui Yan later, he had to find a reason to confuse it - it's better not to touch this kind of thing with ordinary people, and he himself was forced to get involved.

But even if he was asked to choose a hundred times again, he would rush home without hesitation. After all, he was his closest relative and irreplaceable.

After a pause in his thoughts, Wen Guangbo subconsciously raised his head to look at Cui Yan. The other party didn't notice his gaze. He was concentrating on looking at the phone. He didn't know what he saw, so he suddenly smiled.

This smile appeared on his face, which always had an expression of not approaching strangers and rejecting others thousands of miles away, it was really... very strange.

Wen Guangbo suddenly came up with a strange but reliable idea——

Cui Yan... Could it be love? ?

The author has something to say: and this week's bye has no ranking list, crying...【Paralyzed

I haven't updated it for a few days, the scumbag author reflects on himself_(:3J∠)_

And I decided to write the next book about the movie king and the metamorphosis. If I don’t write a long book, it’s only 15W words.√

PS: The column has already been opened, the title of the book is "My Fans Are Perverts", you can bookmark it in advance 233333

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读者“燕鎏缘”,灌溉营养液202017-04-1221:22:13

Thank you little angel for feeding~w