readx; Chapter 25 The "intimate" contact with Sister Xiuxiu

Early the next morning, Jiang Zihao took out the mobile phone he had just bought the day before yesterday and dialed Jiang Xiuxiu's number, which was left to him by Jiang Xiuxiu when he left that day, and now there are only two numbers in Jiang Zihao's number book, one is He Ya, and the other is Jiang Xiuxiu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sister Xiuxiu, I'm Zihao," Jiang Zihao said straight to the point, "My new book is finished, do you have time to help me contact the previous newspapers?" This is also what He Ya said to Jiang Zihao before, when promoting "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua" before, those newspapers had the intention of cooperating with Jiang Zihao.

Jiang Xiuxiu was silent for a while, as if she was digesting this amazing news, and just when Jiang Zihao was waiting for it and couldn't help but ask Jiang Xiuxiu if there was something wrong, Jiang Xiuxiu spoke,

"You said you finished a new book in the past two days? Or is it the same type of novel as the previous "Dragon and Tiger Jinghua"? ”

"Yes," knowing that he couldn't see his movements on the phone, Jiang Zihao couldn't help but touch his nose and said with some humility.

"Short?" Jiang Xiuxiu continued to ask.

"It's a long story," Jiang Zihao smiled bitterly after being silent for a while, "and it's even longer than "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua", about more than 300,000 words. Jiang Zihao said this, but he couldn't help but think in his heart, when online literature was prevalent in the previous life, 300,000 words may have just been put on the shelves, where is it a long article.

It's just that Jiang Xiuxiu didn't think so, only heard a sound of inhalation from over there, followed by Jiang Xiuxiu's somewhat angry voice, "Jiang Zihao, early in the morning, you woke up Miss Ben, are you here to entertain me, 300,000 words, after writing in one day, do you think of me as a little girl like Xiaoya!" ”

This voice made Jiang Zihao on the other end of the phone couldn't help but move his phone away from his ears, it can be imagined how angry Jiang Xiuxiu is now, but this nameless fire made Jiang Zihao even more depressed, and explained with a smile, "Sister Xiuxiu, do you think I'm the kind of person who will talk big casually?" ”

After saying this, there was silence on the other end of the phone, and finally Jiang Zihao heard Jiang Xiuxiu's slightly decisive voice,

"Where you are now, I will go to you at once."

"Sister Xiuxiu, today is Monday, I still have class," Jiang Zihao also felt Jiang Xiuxiu's decisiveness for the first time, and explained a little funny.

"It's okay, I'll call Xiaoya now to ask Xiaoya to help you ask for leave, you stay at home now, I'll look for you later."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Zihao heard a busy sound of "beep" on the phone, it seems that this Miss Jiang didn't give herself a chance to refuse, Jiang Zihao thought a little helplessly, and then felt a little relieved, Jiang Xiuxiu at this time is the state when she is working, otherwise if it is as gentle as the first two times, it is really not suitable for survival in the shopping mall.

"Dangdang,"

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Zihao opened the door, and sure enough, standing outside the door was Jiang Xiuxiu, who had just spoken to Jiang Zihao on the phone. At this time, Jiang Xiuxiu, where is there still the beautiful look of everyone I saw the day before yesterday, wearing a black professional outfit, in addition to revealing her bumpy figure, it also shows the atmosphere of a strong woman.

"Sister Xiuxiu," for a while, Jiang Zihao was captured by Jiang Xiuxiu's momentum, and it took a long time before he greeted.

Seeing Jiang Zihao's appearance, Jiang Xiuxiu covered her mouth and chuckled, "Giggles, what's wrong Zihao, don't you know your sister?" After saying this, Jiang Xiuxiu's temperament changed back to the familiar appearance of Jiang Zihao.

Jiang Zihao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Sister Xiuxiu looked like that just now, I thought it was the queen of which country came, and I couldn't recognize it for a while." ”

"Giggles, Zihao, you have such a mouth, you really know how to speak, no wonder Xiaoya ......" Jiang Xiuxiu was amused by Jiang Zihao's words, and suddenly seemed to remember something halfway through speaking, and hurriedly changed her words, "Didn't you say that the new writing was ready?" Show me. ”

"Oh, oh," Jiang Zihao replied as if he had just woken up from a dream, patted his head, and led Jiang Xiuxiu into his bedroom and walked to the computer desk. When he turned on the computer again, Jiang Zihao couldn't help but have a sentence in his mind, it seems that this is the first time he has brought the opposite sex to his bedroom, right?

Shaking his head and putting this thought behind him, Jiang Zihao opened the saved document, pointed to the screen and said to Jiang Xiuxiu: "Sister Xiuxiu, look, this is my new book." ”

"The Legend of the White-Haired Witch? It's a strange name," Jiang Xiuxiu said to herself as she walked over to the computer desk, leaned over to look at the small lines on the screen.

After a while, Jiang Xiuxiu was stunned, and saw that at the beginning of the first chapter, it was a song Qin Yuanchun, and when she saw this song, she couldn't help but read it out in a whisper,

"A sword comes from the west, a thousand rocks arch columns, and the shadow is vertical and horizontal. Ask: The mirror is not a platform, Bodhi is not a tree, the realm starts from the heart, and it can be distinguished?

Is it a demon or not a demon? Either a demon or a demon? We have to wait for the future generations to comment! Let's clean up, talk about the children, and talk about leisure first.

The wind and snow are magnificent, and the frost is charming. Sigh beauty peerless, white-headed and old, a hundred years of promise, live up to the alliance.

Short swords are planted with flowers, long poems are accompanied by wine, and poems and swords are always remembered every year. On the Tianshan Mountain, watch the dragon and snake pen walk, and the ink is pouring south.

——Words sent to Qinyuan Spring"

After watching this, Jiang Xiuxiu couldn't help but continue to look down, she is an editor and has seen a lot of works, but it is really rare to see something poetic like this, and more than half an hour has passed since she watched it.

This is a pain for Jiang Zihao next to him, originally this bedroom was not big, it was taken up by a single bed, and the remaining empty space was a desk and a small bookshelf, and now there is this computer desk, and the space is even more narrow.

Therefore, Jiang Xiuxiu and Jiang Zihao's bodies are very close, although it is early spring, the clothes on their bodies are not thin, but Jiang Zihao still smells a faint fragrance from Jiang Xiuxiu's body, I don't know if it is her body fragrance, thinking about it like this, I can't help but feel ape.

In addition, Jiang Xiuxiu was fascinated, and unconsciously, the pair of tender white thighs were attached to Jiang Zihao's legs, although they were separated by clothes, but this kind of stimulation was really not something that a young man with strong blood could bear, if it weren't for Jiang Zihao's body at this time containing a soul in his twenties, I am afraid that he would have "bled through seven holes" long ago.

Despite this, there was still an obvious reaction between the legs, a tent was raised high, and Jiang Zihao, who was harmed, had to bow his body desperately to hide that reaction, lest he be discovered by Jiang Xiuxiu.