When Haotian got into the kitchen, his heart was still pounding.

I don't know why, he always feels a little uncomfortable facing Qi Jin now.5./books/11/11508/

An Gui calmly. Although the prince said that it was nothing for two men to masturbate together, he always remembered Qi Jin's face in his mind just because he often brushed the zài feeling in front of his eyes, but in the end, he still felt a little awkward in his heart.

Maybe this is nothing for Qi Jin, but he can't let go of him.

Haotian thought about those messy things in his heart, and he was a little absent-minded when he was cooking noodles, so that when he put the salt, his hand shook, and he put several times the amount of salt, but he didn't know it at all.

It wasn't until he took the noodles out and ate them with Qi Jin that he suddenly realized that he had put too much salt.

"Oh my God, it's so salty!" Haotian quickly spit it back into the bowl after eating it, and at the same time ran to the kitchen and poured out two glasses of water.

After coming back, he saw that Qi Jin was still sucking and eating noodles, and asked him a little strangely, "Don't you think it's salty?" ”

Qi Jin felt a little bitter in his mouth when he was salted, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay, my mouth is heavy, and it tastes fine." ”

Haotian stared at his face and raised an eyebrow, "Really? ”

Qi Jin endured it for a long time and finally couldn't help it: "QAQ fake!" Give me water! ”

The two of them poured several glasses of water into it, and Haotian's stomach was full, but his mouth still felt salty. Seeing that Qi Jin finished drinking the water and picked up his chopsticks again, he seemed to be trying to challenge the next round of salty attacks, and he couldn't help but admire his courage.

"Don't you really feel salty?"

Qi Jin picked up a few noodles, swallowed his saliva, and said: "Salty is salty, but this is made by you yourself, even if you pour the entire salt shaker into it, I can eat not a single drop!" ”

Haotian listened to him salty, "Forget it, don't fight with it, why don't we order a takeout or go out for a supper." ”

Qi Jin's eyes lit up, and he immediately put down his chopsticks: "Why don't you order the curry last time?" ”

Haotian still remembers that he got drunk after eating that curry, and decisively refused: "Don't eat it." ”

Qi Jin was a little regretful, but after thinking about it, he said: "Then why don't you choose other curries to try, and see if you are only drunk with other curries or all curries?" ”

Haotian did think that it would be better to figure out this matter, so he compromised after a moment of silence.

Qi Jin logged on to Weibo, found another curry shop with a good reputation from several food recommendations in his collection, and called for takeout.

Haotian took advantage of this effort to remove the dishes and chopsticks on the table and wash them.

When he came back from washing the dishes, the takeaway had already been delivered.

Haotian wiped his hands and sat at the table, facing the fragrant curry rice in front of him with a faint sense of fear.

Qi Jin actually still hopes that Haotian is drunk with curry, so that when he finishes eating, he will turn into a super cute appearance and pester himself, and he can sleep with the cutie and steal tofu or something, it's beautiful to think about!

It's a pity that Haotian didn't show any abnormalities after eating this curry, not only did he not show the slightest sign of drunkenness, but he was even more sober than usual.

Qi Jin was very disappointed by this, and decisively pulled this store into the blacklist in his heart.

After eating and taking a bath, Haotian can finally go back to the room.

As soon as he sat back in front of the computer, he unexpectedly found that the prince's avatar lit up.

Haotian was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly clicked on his news and read it.

Evil King Moyun Kyushu: Little cutie, I haven't seen me for so many days, and you have a wood that misses me \( ̄) ̄*\)) hug~

Haotian was thinking about his article, and subconsciously flattered: I've thought about it, so have you read my article?

Evil Demon King Mo Yun Kyushu: qaq You only have text in your heart, and it's perfunctory to me.5./books/11/11509/

Sword Domain!

123 So Sweet and So Sweet: ...... So?

The evil prince Moyun Kyushu:_(:3ゝ∠)_ I just read the text.,I feel pretty good.,Especially the interaction.,It's cute!

Haotian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: It's good that you think so.

Evil King Moyun Kyushu: When do you plan to publish this article?

Haotian thought for a while and said: I want to put the chapter directly into the manuscript box, and then send it from tomorrow to the end of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Qi Jin on the other side of the screen clicked on the calendar and looked at the time, and felt that planning a small short drama for more than a week seemed to be a little rushed, but if the people he found were more reliable, it was not impossible to do it.

So he typed: Come on, I predict that your book will definitely be popular!

Haotian thanked him, checked the short story from beginning to end, and then copied it to the manuscript box.

In the following time, he put on headphones again and coded the text in his serialized book while listening to the prince's drama.

When I got up the next day, Haotian didn't have time to wash, so I first opened the backstage and looked forward to his little short story Youmu Youyou clicked on the comments.

However, what he never expected was that the short story had only been published for less than half an hour, and it had already added more than two dozen clicks and three comments!

He looked at his backstage so excited that his hands trembled, and he clicked on the comments several times but couldn't click on them, and finally clicked on them, which made him feel further excited, because he actually saw a girl who claimed to be a radio drama planner to ask him for authorization for this article!

Oh my! He, the author of the 10,000-year-old cold article, will have a planner stupid mother to take a fancy to him! No, he'll have to wash up and calm down!

Haotian came back from washing, and always felt that what he had just seen was not real.

But when he clicked on the backstage again, he found that the comments of the planning girl did exist.

So he was nervous and nervous, tangled and tangled, excited and excited, and finally replied to the planned news.

The author replied: Thank you for the big like== Can we add penguins to talk about it specifically?

Soon, the other party replied: I know the big penguin, I'll add you =3=

She knows her own Penguin?!

Haotian looked at the news a little confused, and before he could react, he heard two familiar coughs.

He hurriedly clicked to agree, and then received a message from the other party almost instantly.

Planning warm baby: It's so sweet and great, this is the planning of the Qingfeng Buyin Society, I saw the big Dragon Boat Festival anthropomorphism and felt fried chicken cute! I don't know if you can give me the license to do radio dramas (☆▽☆)

Haotian vaguely felt that the name Nuan Baobao was a little familiar, he opened a text folder on the desktop, turned out a screenshot that Su Xiong sent him before, and found that there was really a person named Nuan Baobao on it. He made a comparison between the penguin number behind the warm baby in the screenshot and the penguin number with his warm baby, and found that it was the same!

Looking at it this way, he seems to understand why he, a cold writer who is too cold to be cold, has just sent out the first chapter of a new article, and he has planned to come to him for authorization.