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

Chapter 47 Chapter 47

Ming Xiao came to visit in the afternoon and brought the comic book design draft, including the cover, back cover, title page and inner page corners. She sat in the studio and teased Zhao Mi: "Xiao Mi, what are you working on?"

Zhao Mi lay on the table, covering the toy like a kangaroo covering his pocket, tilting his head and smiling at her.

Ming Xiao was stunned for a moment, and smiled lightly: "Su Yiran, why didn't your Nuomi Ci stop talking? Was it bullied by you?"

Su Yiran didn't feel very well at first, as if his heart was soaked in sour lemonade. Hearing what Ming Xiao said, he felt even more distressed, and turned his eyes: "Well, I was bullied yesterday."

When Su Yiran said that he wanted to chase Zhao Mi, Ming Xiao was the first to know.Ming Xiao has followed him for several years, and as a bystander, she can see clearly that the lover Su Yiran wants is too demanding.

You need to be innocent, without losing your childlike innocence, and you must not be purely silly and sweet, but you must also have a bit of wisdom and tenacity that knows people and the world. The two sounds not excessive, but few people can integrate them in a balanced way, so when Ming Xiao Hearing that Su Yiran found such a boy, he was very surprised.

Later, when I met Zhao Mi, he was knowledgeable and knowledgeable in the professional field. He was youthful, but not too noisy, restrained and shy, just like a caged white rabbit sold on the street.

Occasionally, when Ming Xiao and Su Yiran chatted about some professional knowledge, Zhao Mi could also talk freely on the sidelines, and the brilliance in his eyes was amazing.

Every time Zhao Mi spoke, Su Yiran always looked at him with gentle and proud eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth contained a hint of pride and satisfaction.

Ming Xiao smiled and said, "That's not okay, if you bully today, someone will rob you tomorrow."

"Well, there was yesterday." Su Yiran laughed at himself, "The rival is still very young, and I'm already an uncle."

Zhao Mi folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, tore another piece of paper and wrote a sentence, then turned around and handed it to him: "You are not an uncle." He cleared his throat and tried to make a vague voice: "Are you an uncle?" little brother."

His voice was extremely low and hoarse, as if he had a bad cold. As soon as his voice came out, the expressions of Ming Xiao and Du Man next to him became a little subtle.Su Yiran had no choice but to explain: "It's not as dirty as you think."

Zhao Mi got off Su Yiran: "I want to drink water."

Su Yiran grabbed him and told him to sit down: "I'll pour you warm water."

There was no water in the drinking fountain in the studio, so Su Yiran had no choice but to go downstairs to fetch water. While he was out, Ming Xiao patted Zhao Mi's head and started to say: "Why did he treat you yesterday? Can't talk today?"

Ming Xiao is a few years older than Su Yiran, and usually considers herself a sister.Ever since she gave birth, her whole body has been overflowing with maternal love. Looking at the quiet Xiao Mi, she only feels that she is still a child.

Zhao Mi said, "Don't let me eat."

Ming Xiao was dumbfounded: "Hungry you? He abused you?"

"No abuse..." Zhao Mi was embarrassed, "He didn't know that I didn't eat."

"It's too much. If you want my boyfriend to do this, I'll give him two slaps." Du Man raised his head from the painting and said coldly.

Su Yiran came back with a plate of fried glutinous rice balls in his hand, and as soon as he put it down, Ming Xiao dragged him out of the door and educated him for half an hour.Zhao Mi ate the glutinous rice balls and asked Du Man, "Are you girls so fierce?"

"Who told him to bully you, scumbag." Du didn't raise his head.

Zhao Mi silently swallowed a glutinous rice ball: "He's not bad... Yesterday was just a misunderstanding."

Du Man stopped painting, turned around and took out a small tube of embroidery needles from his small bag: "Next time he is hungry for you, you can use this to pierce him. If you don't want to do it, call me, and I will prick him."

"..." Zhao Mi took it and set it up on the table.Needles make me feel uncomfortable when I look at them. Zhao Mi always feels uncomfortable when he eats and looks at them. It seems that there are needles poking densely and lightly on his fingertips.

Ming Xiao entered the room again, and waved at Zhao Mi: "I have taught him a lesson, and he promises that there will be no next time." Then he took out the USB flash drive from his bag, "Let's take a look at the design of the comic book."

Du Man and Aunt Zhao still left early today, leaving with Ming Xiao, Su Yiran sent them out, turned around and came back, and saw Zhao Mi sitting on the sofa, watching with the small tube of needles.Su Yiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she rolled up her sleeves and exposed her arms: "Do you want to tie it?"

Zhao Mi shook his head and clenched his hands tightly: "Maybe it will be available in two days."

"What is it for?" Su Yiran sat next to him and asked.

Zhao Mi looked at Su Yiran and fell into deep thought. He was thinking that he almost lost control yesterday and his pupils changed color. What if he didn't get it on his birthday...then before he loses control, this needle can pierce his flesh Here, arouse temporary sobriety.

Su Yiran somewhat guessed his thoughts, firmly took out the syringe from his hand, threw it into the trash can, and said: "If I treat you badly next time, you will leave me. There is no crueler punishment than leaving Yes, but I don't think there will be a next time." Su Yiran smiled, "I often think, is it really appropriate for you to be with me at such a young age?"

Zhao Mi: "Huh?"

Su Yiran put his hands behind Zhao Mi's ears: "You are the only one, you haven't experienced the most beautiful scenery in the world, the best time has not yet passed, and I am already 28 years old, I am not sure, I am Will it be the person you are most worthy of nostalgia for? Maybe in the future you will meet a man who is better than me and more worthy of your treatment. "

Zhao Mi's mouth moved: "Little brother."

"Well, call a few more times." Su Yiran teased him, "Scream a few more times."

Zhao Mi lay on Su Yiran's body, mouthing each little brother, and kept calling him: "Little brother, why are you so unconfident?"

"It varies from person to person." Su Yiran spat out four words.

Su Yiran is not a god, he will also worry about gains and losses, and will be influenced by emotions.

To him, Zhao Mi is like glutinous rice cakes, and also like a piece of milky white chocolate, afraid of falling in the palm of the hand, afraid of melting in the mouth.

"There will be no one better than you, more worthy." Zhao Mi's voice is not as waxy as before, but rather mature, as if making a promise between men, "I will also grow old and become old. Youth and teenagers, and you are a writer, you hold book signings, make TV dramas, you will meet younger boys, maybe they are more handsome than me, more like a piece of glutinous rice cake, then you will..."

"I won't," Su Yiran interrupted him, "never."

"Well, if you say yes, I'll pick up the needle from the trash can." Zhao Mi pointed.

Su Yiran didn't answer, but said slowly: "Maybe they are softer and stickier than you, but they are not perverts." After speaking, he winked at Zhao Mi.

Zhao Mi didn't react for a while, there were three question marks on his forehead, and when he came back to his senses, it was as if a mass of heat condensed in his heart suddenly dissipated, his limbs were softened by the impact, and the blush crawled from his neck to his cheeks and auricles, The burning made Zhao Mi stammer: "You, why are you..."

Zhao Mi suddenly remembered that facing his hunger yesterday, Su Yiran bent down and kissed every part of himself, sucking up every drop of water. Zhao Mi had never been kissed like this before, so shy He didn't dare to recall, he lowered his head after the kiss, and didn't dare to think about it. Now that he looked into it, he realized how strange Su Yiran's behavior was.

The other party knew that he had this need, so... dear...

Zhao Mi stepped back, picked up a sofa pillow and put it in his arms, and said to Su Yiran, "Go and pick up the needle, I'm going to poke you now."

"It's too late. If you throw it away, you can't pick it up." Su Yiran stretched out her legs to hold him down, "Don't retreat anymore, come here, let's talk."

Zhao Mi dawdled, but refused to come over. Instead, he wanted to run away. Su Yiran directly reached out and grabbed his arm, dragging him over: "Little pervert, why didn't you say it?"

"Don't call me that!" Zhao Mi covered his mouth, anxiously, "I'm going to pick up the needle."

Su Yiran hugged him to prevent him from moving, and said a series of slippery words: "Little thing? Little pervert? Big baby? Little Mi?"

Zhao Mi was numb and embarrassed, his eyes were irritated and wet, like an elk on the grassland.He kept his mouth shut.

Su Yiran lowered her head and kissed twice: "I won't tease you anymore, why didn't you say it? Afraid I don't want you?"

Zhao Mi muttered twice and said, "I'm afraid you will be frightened by me."

"What are you afraid of? Will you eat human flesh or drink human blood?" Su Yiran took off her shoes, put her legs on the sofa, and huddled with Zhao Mi.

Zhao Mi answered seriously: "One essence and ten blood, strictly speaking, I do suck blood..."

Su Yiran narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked around him with both hands to hold his hand to play with: "Afraid you'll suck me dry?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Mi whispered, "I'm afraid you will die on the bed."

Hearing this, Su Yiran laughed: "Xiao Mi, just wait, I will definitely make you unable to get out of bed."

Zhao Mi stammered again: "You...you..."

"What are you, little brother?" Su Yiran reached in from the hem of his clothes, fumbling around, "Quickly call."

Zhao Mi's whole body turned red and hot: "Don't... don't move." He wriggled around, begging for mercy, "Little brother."

"Well," Su Yiran frowned, "Call again."

Zhao Mi had the illusion of a young man in a brothel, and called him, "Little brother."

Su Yiran was relieved, and changed the place: "Call me teacher."

Zhao Mi whispered: "...Su...Teacher Su..."

Su Yiran's heart twitched, feeling that something would change after a week: "Go and get the notebook from the study."

Zhao Mi: "??? Ah??"

How come Su Yiran knows everything!Zhao Mi pulled the pillow beside him and patted him twice: "You know it! You know it and don't say it!"

"Do you know why I didn't say it?" Su Yiran pulled out her hand, and hugged him with both hands, sticking to herself.

Zhao Mi was pulled to his chest by him, resting his chin on his shoulder, and asked along the other side: "Why?"

"Catch big fish with a long line," Su Yiran bit his earlobe, "Didn't you write something in your notebook? Now that I'm free, I can do it with you."

The author has something to say:

I don't know why, but I always feel that Su Yiran is even more perverted than Shen Shihuai...