Chu Li found that after being satisfied, the actor teacher is very gentle and easy to talk.
According to the past experience of ordering takeout, if Hiukawa wanted to eat porridge that day and Chuli wanted to eat rice bowls, they would definitely eat porridge at night... This time when Li was holding his mobile phone in one hand to check what to eat, the man He just sat aside silently, carefully wrapping her no bleeding fingers with a bandage.
"What to eat?"
"Listen to you."
"… Hamburger."
"Row."
This guy doesn't like western food very much, at most he eats some toast for breakfast, and he often argues that it would be nice to have breakfast too...
Chu Li put down the phone and looked at Zhou Chuan with a surprised expression on his face. He saw that the man didn't even look up. After putting down her wrapped hands, he made an ointment out of nowhere. One hand held the ointment, and the other Stretching his hand towards Chuli's skirt... Chuli shrank back like a conditioned reflex, Hiukawa's fingertips only had time to touch her skirt, raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it painful, rub the medicine."
That tone of voice is too upright for a gentleman.
However, Chuli still said that I should do it myself, and Hiukawa didn’t object, and handed her the ointment directly, and then connected her mobile phone to continue ordering takeaway... Chuli took it and unscrewed the lid to dig out some cool ointment, pointing Swishling, she poked under the skirt, groped to find the place that still hurts, and rubbed it on. The ointment irritated her skin and stinged again. She said "uh" and shook.
Then the atmosphere that was still good just now became a little strange.
Chu Li could feel a pair of scorching eyes staring at her face, and when she raised her head, she found that the person who should have been concentrating on ordering food was now looking at her with his head tilted, and there seemed to be familiarity in those eyes again. the dark...
Chu Li withdrew his hand, vigilant all over: "What are you looking at?"
"...don't make a sound, don't shake."
"Why, I'm in pain!"
"Think about a little girl sitting next to a man, with her hands under her skirt, babbling and trembling slightly, what kind of effect is this picture?" Hiukawa stared at Chu Li and said slowly, "If you are like this, I want to make you hurt even more."
Chu Li's feet were softened by his words, and he curled up his toes, scolded "stinky hooligan" and hit him with the plaster in his hand.
The man took the plaster steadily, and handed back the mobile phone that had ordered takeaway to Chu Li, unscrewed the can, dug some out, and forcibly broke her leg apart—compared to himself, Hiukawa was always a bit useless when he started. Whether it is light or not, coupled with the rough fingertips, Chu Li gritted his teeth from the pain...
"It hurts."
"Is that so?" The force was lighter.
"It's better, it still hurts... Hiss, just put the medicine on your hand, don't touch it everywhere." Chu Li grabbed the man's hand and glared at him.
"It's not intentional, don't be so sensitive, I'll give you medicine... It took a long time just now, it seems a little worn out."
Hiukawa's tone was light, until the back of his hand and his curled fingers touched somewhere else... Chu Li panted and grabbed the pillow on the sofa to cover his face, biting his lower lip with his teeth, and the heat all over his body seemed to be Focused on the lower abdomen—and then turned into a warm current, the thigh muscles were tense, and the attention was completely attracted by the big hand pressed against the bottom of her skirt—
If you don't try, you don't know that you can be so perverted.
After hugging the pillow, Chu Li had no choice but to bite his bent fingertips so as not to make a sound. As the fabric rubbed, with the slight movement of the man's wrist, cool air penetrated into the bottom of the skirt... in a daze Hearing the man chuckle, he touched it again, then took out his hand, took over the throwing pillow, and said honestly, "This time it was on purpose."
The flush on Chu Li's face hadn't faded yet, and she pulled down the skirt with trembling hands with bite marks: "If you can't get on, you can't get on, if you break your skin, you will break your skin..."
Hiukawa didn't seem to hear her thoughts, and looked at the back of his hand: "You're wet again."
The word "again" is so quintessential. Chu Li raised her hands to cover her ears "ahhh", the man leaned slightly and pulled her hands down: "Shall I help you?"
How to help
Chu Li was dumbfounded.
As if he understood what his girl was asking in a daze, the man thought for a while and said solemnly: "Use your mouth."
"........." Chu Li rescued his hand from the man's big hand, and said with a deadpan face, "Go as far as you want."
... In the end, before the takeaway was delivered, Chu Li pushed Riu Chuan away and jumped off the sofa. The moment he landed, his knees were so soft that he almost knelt on the ground. It was the man behind him who caught her quickly and saved him.
I limped up to the attic, wrapped the broken skin on my fingers and legs with plastic wrap, and went to take a shower—I saw it clearly this time when I wrapped it, it was really red, the skin was broken, and it was horrible.
[The sailor invited by the monkey: It's really broken, you did a good job.]
[Hikawa: Take a picture?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Bah! Empty glove yellow picture ah!]
[Hiu Chuan: That's what I said, how can I care about you if you don't show me?]
Chu Li threw away the phone and continued to limp into the bathroom.
…
A few days later, Chu Li was carrying his bag and was about to follow Zhou Chuan on the road of "meeting the parents".
To be honest, she was a little nervous, even though she was chasing after the ass of the great author for manuscripts every day when she was showing off her might in the Yuanyue Society, she was still a little bit unconfident when she saw a real literary boss, and her mind was full of "what should I say?" What" "What should I do" "How can I appear literate"...
What's more, that was Hiukawa's father.
So, the night before departure, Chuli Huanmao was desperately trying to make up for the work that Gu Xuan had won in the Huazhi Award in Hirukawa’s study—this time, when it came to the Huazhi Award, it was a matter of certainty, but It's no secret that Zhou Guxuan won the Huazhi Award in the past. Chu Li didn't want to miss such a good opportunity to flatter his future father-in-law.
When Chu Li was doing this, Hiukawa also moved a small bench and sat beside him to read a book. The difference was that he was flipping through an adult fairy tale in an original foreign language. Looking at Chuli, she frowned slightly while reading, and then turned a page after a while.
"Hiukawa, the protagonist A here said that Huangpu has always lived in the hearts of every student, and that kind of spirit will be passed on from generation to generation—what is the "spirit" here?"
"It's in the author's preface."
"Oh."
"..."
Hiukawa put down the book in his hand, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at the little girl sitting under the lamp not far away, clattering through the preface to find the answer.
— This guy is a born editor, after all, if she wants to, she can always make the author very happy.
Look at how he, Zhou Chuan, used her tricks back then; think about Jiang Yucheng's old fritters again; to the author.
...More than one person told Zhou Chuan, why is the editor of "Luohe Shenshu" so nice and smart, I really envy you, it seems that you are very close to her, you don't have to worry about publishing books in the future—
Hiukawa knew what this meant.
Before letting go, he might have directly denied it, and he would tell those guys that it is the same wherever the book is published, and whoever offers good conditions will naturally sign it;
But now he has become a little hesitant about such an answer, he will vaguely slap the past or answer a vague "who knows"...
Only he himself knows that he has witnessed what she has done for the author, what she has fought for, and how much she has tried... That day at the book fair, Jiang Yucheng watched her from afar under the signing stage, from head to toe Wei stood for two hours without complaining and didn't have time to take a sip of water. He just concentrated on being with the author and escorting him. At that time, Hiukawa had some wonderful fantasies: If he was sitting on the signing table at this time It would be nice if it was him Hiukawa.
The subsequent jealousy to anger was probably derived from this idea at first.
…it has nothing to do with whether she is his girlfriend now, even if she doesn't have "that" relationship with him at the moment, he might still—
"What's on my face?" The person under the desk lamp raised his head, touched his face, and said with a smile, "Why do you keep staring at me like this?"
... Well, it still has something to do with it, the man quickly slapped himself in the face blankly and thought, at best it can only be regarded as a bonus, after all, there is no way to refuse such a toothache-sweet smile. At least as her boyfriend, he couldn't do it.
"You don't have to read that old man's book so seriously. Isn't this meeting mainly about my being shortlisted and being hacked? If he is so narcissistic about his book and asks such in-depth questions, I will fight him." shelf."
"...Speaking of this, I also want to say, I thought you hadn't read your father's book," Chu Li lifted the cover, "As a result, I randomly asked a question in the book, and you knew where to find the answer .”
"..."
Hiukawa regretted bringing up this topic a bit.
He lowered his head and continued to flip through his book.
"Actually, I still admire my father." Chu Li stretched out his legs and kicked him under the desk, "So, are you really happy to be shortlisted this time, and not as indifferent as you appear on the surface?"
"You talk too much nonsense."
"We Hiukawa," Chu Li closed the book and stood up, smilingly stretched out his hand to stroke the man's hair, "It is said that the natal year of twenty-eight has passed twice, and I still have an eighteen-year-old middle school boy in my heart. Oh oh, come on, come on—"
"..."
The man reluctantly took her hand off his head.
Throwing away the book in his hand, he pulled up the person sitting in the armchair and sat in his arms, fixed one hand on her waist to prevent her from moving, stretched his neck and kissed the corner of her lips: "I am You still don’t know if you are an eighteen-year-old underdeveloped middle school boy or a twenty-eight-year-old mature man?”
"..." Chu Li was stunned for a moment, lowered his head to meet his eyes, realized that he was speaking pornographically, and twisted his face, "Ri Chuan, what if your family doesn't like me? Think I'm It's a vixen who seduces their son with the help of work..."
"What manuscript have you been reading recently?"
"...A TVB-style article, the hero's family is a big company that monopolizes the dessert business, and the heroine is a glutinous rice seller on the street."
"... This manuscript was rejected, the reason is that the brain hole is too big to be leaked, and it will bring incorrect social influence. Then you just forget that you are a glutinous rice seller, and show my parents the courtesy of my first meeting. The red envelope of your son’s girlfriend ran away, and we split the money, and I will find a place for you at the Nuomi Restaurant, so that you will not be exposed to the wind and rain.” Hiukawa clasped her head with his big hands and made her bow her head. The corner of her lips said, "The rest is none of their business."
"..." Chu Li sucked the tip of the man's tongue, and mumbled, "Shouldn't you comfort me at this time—it's okay, they must like me?"
"...I want to know what type they like and still need to quarrel all day long?" Hiukawa said speechlessly, "For so many years, my family has never made headlines because one of the father and son killed the other first. It can be deduced from this, don't be afraid , My family is all gentlemen."
"?"
"A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. My dad is a keyboard man in reality, a paper tiger, harmless."
"... Why do I suddenly feel that your father and son have a good relationship?"
"Selling glutinous rice is selling you stupid."