The room was dark because there were no lights on.
But the bright lights outside the window still cast a light haze through the curtains.
It feels like a mixture of fantasy and reality.
On the thick Simmons bed, a man and a woman were deeply immersed in each other, regardless of each other.
Hu Xin'er is wearing a French-style black suspender today. Her temperament is very good. In addition, her cheeks are red after drinking wine and her eyes are blurred, which makes people want to bully her.
One of Zhou Yan's hands was pressed behind Hu Xin'er's back, but because of the softness of the bed, there was not much pressure. On the contrary, there was a quite real touch coming through the clothes.
Zhou Yan is no longer limited to kissing lips.
Hu Xin'er didn't seem to mind that Zhou Yan was too presumptuous towards her.
The two of them even went back and forth.
"Zhou Yan, do you like me?"
Taking advantage of the gap, Hu Xin'er's small hand slightly blocked Zhou Yan's shoulder, making a half-pushing but not pushing movement, which only limited the distance between the two people to a small level and did not get any closer.
She took the opportunity to breathe and looked at Zhou Yan with misty eyes and sincerity.
Seeing Hu Xin'er stop moving, Zhou Yan smiled: "What do you think?"
Hu Xin'er squinted her eyes and pursed her lips slightly, as if you knew it but didn't say it, which made me very annoyed, so please tell me quickly.
Hu Xin'er didn't say anything, but her arrogance was a bit cute. Maybe Hu Xin'er could perfectly interpret this simple anger.
But Zhou Yan didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.
The two people looked at each other, and the room fell into a brief silence.
Only the shallow breathing did not stop.
Hu Xin'er bit her lips gently, her lips pursed slightly, and her eyes showed a bit of disappointment.
She really wanted to get an answer from Zhou Yan, and even after getting the answer, even if Zhou Yan wanted her, she might not refuse.
But Zhou Yan obviously didn't want to give her this answer.
Hu Xin'er felt a little discouraged, and at the same time, she was a little doubtful.
Is it because I really have no charm and cannot attract Zhou Yan?
But the boys in the class would always pretend to look at her inadvertently, and there was also Zhang Ye, whose eyes almost popped out when he looked at her without even realizing it.
Very stupid.
Even though you clearly don't like it, you still want to pester me.
But thinking about it this way, Hu Xin'er felt that she was stupid too.
Zhou Yan obviously didn't want to get too entangled with her, but she stupidly joined in.
There is something called asking for something but not getting it, and she has truly experienced it.
It’s not something that only boys can experience.
"Are you going to say it?" Seeing that Zhou Yan was silent, Hu Xin'er suddenly said this innocently.
At this time, the two of them were looking at each other sideways, as close as a fist apart, and even a few strands of Hu Xin'er's hair that were not dense fell on Zhou Yan's shoulders.
The mouth is slightly soft, with a little arrogance and a little expectation.
She was originally the kind of campus goddess who was very crazy when she was crazy, like a wild girl, but when she was really quiet, she was the kind of campus goddess with outstanding temperament.
Elegant and delicate oval face, loose eyebrows, beautiful and lively eyes.
If Xia's niece is a naturally silly little royal sister, then Hu Xin'er really has a temperament similar to a black swan.
Especially when wearing this black suspender skirt.
Zhou Yan believes that if Hu Xin'er is on the stage, even if she just stands on the stage, her aura alone can calm all the animals. This is her wild girl side, and now she is her quiet side.
Is Hu Xin'er a top student?
The answer is yes.
Otherwise, it would not have been possible in my previous life to study for a master's degree and Ph.D. and stay in school to teach.
It's just that Hu Xin'er's temperament is obviously withdrawn, paranoid, and resigned to death.
If you don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, you won't be able to pull back even ten cows if you are sure of something.
It is impossible for Zhou Yan to go deep into Hu Xin'er because of impulsiveness.
And Hu Xin'er obviously doesn't know either.
The purpose of following him to the hotel was just to get an answer.
But he couldn't give this answer. Unsurprisingly, Zhou Yan saw a little loss hidden in Hu Xin'er's eyes.
The ambiguous atmosphere that had quietly arisen between the two of them was completely destroyed by this short and cold silence.
It was like the flame went out out of thin air.
When I'm high, I feel like everything is interesting.
But after turning it off, even if you are close to Chichi, you can't feel the excitement caused by the increase in dopamine caused by the intimate atmosphere.
"Are you going to tell me?" Hu Xin'er asked innocently again.
His eyes were a little cute, but his tone was a little paranoid.
"I may not be able to give you a clear answer." Zhou Yan said.
But after Zhou Yan finished speaking, Hu Xin'er suddenly stepped forward and kissed him.
Zhou Yan pursed his lips, the sweetness still lingering.
"Are you going to say it now?" Hu Xin'er tilted her head.
"you.."
Before Zhou Yan could finish speaking, Hu Xiner kissed him again.
When the soft lips parted, Zhou Yan finally couldn't help it anymore.
"What now?" Hu Xin'er asked in a tone that seemed to be asking questions.
His eyes became more innocent.
Zhou Yan wanted to persist, but Hu Xin'er seemed to have caught Zhou Yan's mind and kissed him again.
This time...
The extinguished firewood seemed to have caught the wind blown by the blower and ignited again.
Burn more intensely.
Zhou Yan and Hu Xin'er were getting closer, and they were kissing each other inseparably.
One party takes the initiative, and the other party becomes more active.
The fragrant smell on the tip of my nose lingered, but became stronger and stronger.
Some fires are difficult to put out when they burn.
Zhou Yan turned over domineeringly.
...
Party house,
Zhang Ye woke up in a daze.
He felt that he drank a lot and his head hurt.
Because Hu Xin'er was here, even though Hu Xin'er didn't say anything to him and instead let Zhou Yan and her go inside to sing, Zhang Ye was still drinking heavily.
Maybe he was angry with himself, or maybe he wanted Hu Xin'er to see him in embarrassment when he came out, so...
Even Zhang Ye himself thought it was impossible, but as a man, you have to have some extravagant hopes for your goddess, hoping that she would pay more attention to him.
Regardless of the purpose, Zhang Ye drank too much and competed with Chen Xiaole and everyone at the wine table.
He was obviously here to party and have fun, but he got too excited with the wine.
Chen Xiaole also talked about his partner running away at the wine table, and Zhang Ye wanted to laugh at him.
But he soon discovered to his dismay that he didn't even have a partner.
Even people in the dormitory said that his requirements were too high. Hu Xin'er is beautiful, good at studying, and has no shortage of money. How could she like you?
Zhang Ye actually thought so too.
But people have to think about it a little bit.
What if the goddess falls in love with him?
And the first to get the moon is closer to the water and the tower.
He knew that Hu Xin'er liked Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan was not in the class. He believed that he would definitely succeed with perseverance.
Therefore, I always say to my roommate, "What do you know? Xin'er just doesn't realize how good I am now. When I persist for a long time, I will definitely be able to impress him." '
His roommate scolded him for being a dog licker. Zhang Ye smiled and said, "If you lick a dog, you lick a dog." He didn't care.
Is it wrong to chase someone you like?
There is nothing wrong with it at all.
They don't understand, they just don't know how beautiful love is.
But I drank a little too much tonight.
Zhang Ye rubbed his head with a headache.
The feeling of being drunk was really uncomfortable, and I don't know if Xin'er came to see him when he lay down just now.
There should be.
Zhang Ye looked around and saw that Chen Xiaole was also lying on his stomach.
"Xiao Le." Zhang Ye shouted.
Chen Xiaole pouted, as if thinking about something good. After hearing Zhang Ye's words, he didn't wake up at first, but soon Chen Xiaole opened his eyes.
He said dissatisfiedly: "No, Lao Zhang, I was sleeping well, why did you wake me up?"
"You are sleeping so deeply that I can't even wake you up." Zhang Ye said.
Chen Xiaole thought about it and slept on his stomach at night. It was really cold. There was no air conditioning and no quilt to cover him. The quality of his sleep was definitely not good. Chen Xiaole thought about finding a room to sleep in, so he and Zhang Ye lay on their stomachs. What's the point of sleeping here?
Also sleeping on their stomachs were Yang Lei, Zeng Yun, and two other boys. Liu Feng didn't drink much. At this time, he was wearing headphones and typing quickly in front of a computer.
It's like I'm rushing to write a manuscript.
"Little madman, are you coding at night without sleeping?" Chen Xiaole was a little stunned.
Zhang Ye also admired Liu Feng's diligence. He stood up, became a little more awake, came to Liu Feng and patted him.
"What's the matter, Brother Ye?" Liu Feng was interrupted by Zhang Ye and was not angry. He stopped.
"I said Liu Feng, why are you coding when everyone comes to the party hall?" Zhang Ye and Chen Xiaole were equally confused.
Liu Feng smiled and said, "It won't work if I don't write code. Today's target has not been completed yet. I will be scolded by readers for endless scolding."
"What do you mean, reader, do you have a girlfriend? I said Liu Feng, don't you find a partner or something?" Zhang Ye asked.
"Well, Brother Ye, I have a partner." Liu Feng smiled sheepishly.
Chen Xiaole said contemptuously at this time: "You think the little madman is the same as you. The little madman has long since hooked up with a beautiful senior sister in the literary club. I heard that she is the director of his editorial department, right?"
Liu Feng smiled quite honestly.
In fact, she is not a beauty, mainly because her personality appeals to him, and she is also very caring.
Of course, in his hometown, it was considered very good-looking.
If other people want such a daughter-in-law, the bride price would cost hundreds of thousands.
Liu Feng also wanted to make money as soon as possible to settle the matter, so that his grandfather would also be happy.
But when Liu Feng's somewhat happy smile landed on Zhang Ye's, it was a bit heartbreaking.
Zhang Ye, who was a little disappointed and looking for comfort because of Hu Xin'er's tendency to ignore her, was stabbed again invisibly.
"Damn it, Liu Feng, you can find a girlfriend." Zhang Ye said angrily.
"How are you talking?" Chen Xiaole glared at Zhang Ye and said disdainfully: "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it, and what about the little lunatic? The little lunatic has already earned tens of thousands a month, can you?"
"A monthly income of tens of thousands?"
Zhang Ye was frightened.
Although he is not short of money, his monthly living expenses are several thousand.
But it’s not the same concept at all, okay?
You must know that they are all college students, or freshmen.
Why is it so scary?
Zhang Ye even suspected that he had been deceived by the world.
Liu Feng was worried about the problem of the manuscript at this time, so he started coding again.
But Chen Xiaole was quite interested in talking.
He was the second person to know that the little madman had so much income.
The first one is Lao Zhou.
The little lunatic said that he would tell Zhou Yan about this.
Chen Xiaole was a little scared at first.
After all, not everyone is Lao Zhou, who can easily earn hundreds of thousands.
It turns out that the little madman is also so awesome.
who is he?
A person who used to stay in bed every day.
Chen Xiaole even looked down on him a little, wondering how he could be so lazy.
Every day, I lose my mind by playing with things.
The result is this, and now I have become a writer, earning tens of thousands a month.
Chen Xiaole was a little reluctant to accept it at first.
He didn't accept that Liu Feng could earn so much, but he couldn't accept that all his roommates were so awesome.
Why can't he be so awesome?
First, he was dumped by his girlfriend, and then a new girlfriend took away the money and ran away. He suddenly suffered a heavy injury that he should not have to bear at such a young age. If he hadn't relied on Lao Zhou's help, his bicycle project might have been shelved long ago. , how can there be an opportunity to be brought by an entrepreneurial group when it is reopened now.
Chen Xiaole envied Zhou Yan, but he also knew that this kind of awesomeness could not be learned.
He also envied Liu Feng.
After all, you can earn tens of thousands a month just by writing, which is awesome.
He also, why can't he be so awesome.
But later Liu Feng said that Zhou Yan helped improve the outline and supervised his writing, which led to the current good results of the book.
Chen Xiaole was relieved.
Who is Zhou Yan?
He felt that Zhou Yan would always be awesome no matter what industry he entered.
What a cool thing to play.
Playing stocks can make hundreds of thousands by buying Xiangtan Electrochemical Blood at the bottom. Playing in the bounty group finally created a super awesome society, and now it has helped Liu Feng gain a foothold here.
At first, Zhou Yan was a little unconcerned about directing Liu Feng and Chen Xiaole. After all, how could someone who has never written a book be a professional guide? But Zhou Yan did it and allowed Liu Feng to take off with just one book.
Although Liu Feng is not as awesome as he is, he is still a fine book writer.
Even at the starting point, there were not hundreds of fine books, but his roommate became one.
Chen Xiaole is still proud of himself.
All I can say is that Lao Zhou is awesome.
It may not be as good as his cousin, but at the level of his peers, Chen Xiaole can confidently say that there is no one who can fight.
But even if he achieved such results with Zhou Yan's help, Chen Xiaole could see Liu Feng's persistence.
He writes at least tens of thousands of words every day, which is comparable to his diligence.
How could such efforts not be rewarded?
The monthly income is only tens of thousands, but his Tudoudada earns at least hundreds of thousands per month. Chen Xiaole is not surprised when the little lunatic reaches the height of his Tudoudada.
Now Zhang Ye looks down on Liu Feng, and Chen Xiaole is also a little disdainful.
Hu Xin'er was obviously interested in Lao Zhou, but Zhang Ye was still so persistent.
It's like licking a dog.
It's strange to be able to catch up like this.
"Little madman, do you really earn tens of thousands a month?"
Zhang Ye was silent for a moment, looked at Liu Feng and asked.
Liu Feng didn't put on his headphones at this time, so he naturally heard Zhang Ye's quiet voice, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.
Soon it was twelve o'clock and he didn't want to delay the manuscript, so he simply responded with a "hmm".
Zhang Ye was stunned.
"You can make money this way anytime you write."
He gurgled.
After all, in his impression, his father's fruit and bookstore only earns tens of thousands of yuan a month.
Liu Feng is more awesome than his father?
