little turtle in the reeds

Sitting in the taxi home, Yuan Ye thought back to Coach Shen's meaningful expression, and felt hairy.Xu Yiran was a very sensitive person, but because he "reunited with him after a long absence", he was so happy for a while that he didn't hear what Coach Shen said, nor did he notice that Yuan Ye's expression was wrong.When he noticed it, he quickly put away his smile, thinking that his training camp was not going well, and wanted to comfort him.

Yuan Ye came back to his senses, saw Xu Yiran's nervous face, squeezed his face, said it's all right, thought about it, and said: "I was just thinking, during the time I left, you guys had a great time, didn't you? "

Xu Yiran looked dazed, and didn't react until Yuan Ye took out his mobile phone and showed him QQ messages.

Xu Yiran blushed and said, "I want to scare them."

Yuan Ye commented pertinently: "It's very creative."

Xu Yiran: "..."

Yuan Ye suddenly realized something, slapped his thigh, looked at Xu Yiran in surprise and said, "Have you recovered from your stuttering?"

Xu Yiran was also very pleasantly surprised: "Yes, yes... is it?"

Yuan Ye: "..."

Xu Yiran: "..."

Yuan Ye hurriedly said, "It's okay to make a mistake, it doesn't matter."

Xu Yiran reluctantly nodded.

At this time, the taxi arrived at the gate of the community.

The two got out of the car together, paid the money, went to the trunk to pick up the luggage, and went home together.

On the way, Xu Yiran wanted to help Yuan Ye pull the suitcase for a while, but Yuan Ye said, what are you doing, just go your own way.After arriving home, Xu Yiran wanted to help Yuan Ye clean up, but he pushed him away again.

"Go, I'll do it myself." Yuan Ye said.

Seeing him so nervous about the suitcase, Xu Yiran couldn't help but look at him suspiciously several times.

Yuan Ye felt guilty for a while: "Don't just look at me, can you help me get a bowl of noodles? I'm so hungry."

Xu Yiran stared at the suitcase: "Tell me what's hidden in it first?"

Yuan Ye's face was full of innocence: "I'm not hiding anything."

Xu Yiran and him looked at each other for a moment, lowered their heads, and said in frustration: "Since there is no one, can't I take a look?"

Yuan Yexin couldn't say it well, where did Xu Yiran learn this trick?It's a foul.

He persisted for three seconds, retreated in defeat, closed his eyes, and said without love: "Okay, you can watch it if you want."

Xu Yiran raised his head in surprise, moved to Yuan Ye's side, and watched him open the suitcase, feeling a little nervous.

There won't be a love letter written by a girl to Yuan Ye, right?

Or... maybe a boy?

Never be a teacher...

Xu Yiran was thinking wildly.

Suddenly, an unknown smell came out.The wilting long sleeves, sweaters, and long johns, after half a month of dust, fermented a new and mysterious smell. The smell of sweat is slightly sour, which reminds people of the old altar of sauerkraut noodles, Aged balsamic vinegar, kimchi...

Xu Yiran was "died" on the spot.

Yuan Ye resentfully said: "I told you to go far away." Seeing Xu Yiran retreated to the sofa holding his nose, he said hurtfully, "I can't do anything, okay? I don't want to do laundry after class. Anyway, enough to wear. Just... bring it back and wash it." He said, grabbed a piece of dirty clothes and sniffed it, wondering, "It really smells so bad? It's winter now, so the smell is okay, not too big."

Xu Yiran glanced at him quietly.

He smiled mischievously, and quickly took out the clothes and threw them into the washing machine.

Xu Yiran caught a sharp glimpse of a "venomous object" and hurriedly stopped it: "Wait, a sock fell into it."

Yuan Ye turned around in doubt: "My socks are all inside."

Xu Yiran: "..."

Yuan Ye didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yiran: "Don't wash socks with clothes. When I was washing clothes before, didn't you always watch?"

Yuan Ye smiled: "I was looking at you, how can I have time to look at the clothes?" He didn't think too much, and directly told the truth.

Xu Yiran was stunned, and walked over with red ears, ready to take out the socks that Yuan Ye threw into the washing machine.But when he walked to Yuan Ye's side, he was suddenly hugged.

"did you miss me?"

Xu Yiran wanted to shake him off: "Wash the clothes first."

Yuan Ye clings even tighter: "Tell me, do you miss me? Yes, or not?"

Xu Yiran's cheeks were hot, and he said forcefully, "I don't want to."

Yuan Ye slowly rubbed him into his arms, jokingly said, "Really?"

Seeing that he couldn't get away from him, Xu Yiran simply stomped on him and said firmly, "Really."

Yuan Ye laughed, still holding him with one arm, and slowly touching the back of his head with the other hand, inserting his fingers into his soft hair, forcing him to raise his head gently and irresistibly, looking at him With a blushing face, he sighed and said, "But, I thought about it." He lowered his head and exchanged a deep kiss with Xu Yiran.

Xu Yiran stretched out his hand subconsciously, grabbed his shoulder, and responded to him.

After the kiss, Yuan Ye's clothes were already mixed with the smelly socks and washed.

After discovering this, Xu Yiran's face turned pale.If it wasn't already dinner time, he would probably be able to roll up his sleeves and rewash all the clothes, including the washing machine.

Yuan Ye told him, just rest and don't worry about it, it's almost six o'clock, I'll make a quick meal and have a hot meal.

Xu Yiran said that you just got home, so you're not tired.Yuan Ye shook his head and said that he was not tired or tired. During this training camp, he learned two special dishes from his classmates from other places. While he still remembered, he cooked them up and ate them.Xu Yiran saw that he insisted, so he went to get the manuscript paper and prepared to conceive a new draft.

As soon as he picked up his pen, he received a QQ message from the editor.The first one is a crying emoji.

Edit: Great, I may have to leave my job after the Chinese New Year.

Xu Yiran immediately replied: Why?

Editor: In fact, the sales volume of our magazine is getting worse and worse.Many people read online novels instead of buying paper books.I'm going to change jobs to Jinjiang Literature City as an editor of online novels.

Xu Yiran: Internet novels?

EDIT: Right.Do you want to try it too?Serializing long stories on the Internet is not as laborious as magazine manuscripts, and earns more.

Xu Yiran: I haven't written it, so I don't know if I can adapt.

EDIT: Try chant.In this way, you first read a few popular novels in Jinjiang Literature City to see their styles.

The editor sent me a link.

Xu Yiran clicked on it, randomly picked a book on the front page, and was attracted after reading a few pages.

Big brain hole, interesting writing style, and clear story——

I didn't expect the novels in Jinjiang Literature City to be so good.