The room was dim as there were no lights on.

It's just that the bright lights outside the window still cover the shallow light and fog through the curtains.

It feels like fantasy and reality are intertwined.

On the thick Simmons bed, a man and a woman were deeply immersed in it, indistinguishable from each other.

Hu Xin'er is wearing a small French black suspender today, and her temperament is already very well handled, coupled with the red cheeks after drinking, and the misty look in her eyes makes people feel like they want to bully.

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 rather real touch through the clothes.

Zhou Yan is no longer limited to just kissing lips.

Hu Xin'er didn't seem to mind that Zhou Yan was too presumptuous with her.

The two of them have been in contact with each other.

"Zhou Yan, do you like me?"

Taking advantage of the gap, Hu Xin'er's small hand slightly blocked in front of Zhou Yan's shoulder, making a half-push and not pushing action, but the distance between the two people was still slightly limited, and he didn't get very close.

She took the opportunity of a little gasp, her eyes were misty and her eyes looked at Zhou Yan sincerely.

Zhou Yan saw Hu Xin'er stop his movements and smiled: "What do you think?" ”

Hu Xin'er squinted her eyes, her mouth was slightly open, and she looked like you knew it and didn't say it, which made me very annoyed, and you hurriedly said it.

Hu Xin'er didn't speak, and there was a bit of cuteness in her tsundere, maybe Hu Xin'er could perfectly interpret this simple anger.

And Zhou Yan just didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

The two men looked at each other, and the room fell silent for a moment.

Only the slight breathing did not stop.

Hu Xin'er's lips bit gently, her lips pursed slightly, and her eyes showed a little disappointment.

She really wanted to get an answer from Zhou Yan, and even after getting this 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 was a little discouraged in her heart, and at the same time, she was a little suspicious.

Is it that he really has no charm and can't attract Zhou Yan.

But the boys in the class will always pretend to look at her inadvertently, and that Zhang Ye, who doesn't know that his eyes are going to fall out when he looks at her.

It's stupid.

I obviously don't like it and I have to entangle.

But thinking about it like this, Hu Xin'er felt that she was also stupid.

Obviously, Zhou Yan didn't want to entangle with her too much, but she also stupidly got up.

There is something called asking for but not being able to get it, and she really understands it.

It's not something that only boys can experience.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Hu Xin'er saw that Zhou Yan didn't speak, and suddenly said something quite innocently.

At this time, the two of them were looking at each other sideways, close to a fist's distance, and even a few strands of Hu Xin'er's not dense hair fell on Zhou Yan's shoulders.

The mouth is slight, with a little tsundere, a little expectation.

She was originally the kind of campus goddess who was crazy and crazy, like a wild girl, but when she was really quiet, she was the kind of campus goddess with outstanding temperament.

Elegant and delicate melon seed face, willow eyebrows are loose, and beautiful eyes.

If Xia Da's niece is a natural stay-in-law type of little royal sister, then Hu Xin'er really has a temperament similar to a black swan.

Especially when wearing this black sundress.

Zhou Yan believes that if Hu Xin'er is on the stage, even if it is just a stand on the stage, just the aura can suppress all the livestock, this is her wild girl's side, and now it is her quiet side.

Is Hu Xin'er a top student?

Answer: Yes.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to study for a master's degree and a doctorate in his previous life and stay in school to teach.

It's just that Hu Xin'er's temperament is obviously also the kind of withdrawn, paranoid, and death-conscious.

If you don't die in the heart of the Yellow River, you can't pull back ten cows if you recognize it.

It is impossible for Zhou Yan to go deep into what happened with Hu Xin'er because of a momentary impulse.

And Hu Xin'er obviously won't.

The purpose of following him to the hotel was just to ask for an answer.

And he couldn't give this answer, no surprise Zhou Yan saw a little loss hidden in Hu Xin'er's eyes.

The ambiguous atmosphere that had quietly risen between the two was completely ruined by this short and cold silence.

It's like a flame has been extinguished out of thin air.

When it's high, I think it's interesting to do anything.

But after it is extinguished, even if it is too late, there is no way to experience the stimulation caused by the dopamine increase caused by the intimate atmosphere.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Hu Xin'er asked innocently again.

The eyes are a little cute, but the tone is a little paranoid.

"I probably won't be able to give you a definite answer." Zhou Yan said.

It's just that after Zhou Yan finished speaking, Hu Xin'er suddenly stepped forward and kissed him.

Zhou Yan pursed his lips, and the sweetness was still there.

"Do you want to talk about it now?" Hu Xin'er tilted her head.

"You.."

Before Zhou Yan finished speaking, Hu Xin'er kissed again.

When the soft lips parted, Zhou Yan finally couldn't help it.

"And now?" Hu Xin'er asked in a self-questioning tone.

The eyes are becoming more and more innocent.

Zhou Yan wanted to insist, but Hu Xin'er seemed to grasp Zhou Yan's mind and kissed him again.

This time...

The extinguished firewood rekindled as if it had met the wind from a blower.

Burn harder.

Zhou Yan and Hu Xin'er were closer, and the two kissed inseparably at this time.

One side takes the initiative, and the other side takes the initiative.

The fragrant fragrance on the tip of the nose lingers, but it is getting stronger and stronger.

Some fires burn and are not easy to extinguish.

Zhou Yan turned over domineeringly.

...

party hall,

Zhang Ye woke up in a daze.

He felt like he had drunk a lot of alcohol and his head hurt.

Because Hu Xin'er was here, even if Hu Xin'er didn't say anything to him, but let Zhou Yan and her sing inside, Zhang Ye was still very drunk.

Maybe he was angry with himself, maybe he wanted Hu Xin'er to see his embarrassed appearance when he came out, so as...

Even Zhang Ye himself thinks it's impossible, but men, they have to have a little extravagant hope for their goddess, and I hope she pays more attention to herself.

No matter what the purpose, Zhang Ye drank too much, and fought with Chen Xiaole, and everyone at the wine table.

Obviously, I came to party and play, but I was more energetic than wine.

And Chen Xiaole also talked about his object running away at the wine table, and Zhang Ye wanted to laugh at him.

It's just that he quickly finds out in frustration that he doesn't even have a partner.

Even some people in the dormitory said that he was too demanding, Hu Xin'er was beautiful and good at studying, and she was not short of money to spend, how could she fall in love with you.

Zhang Ye actually thought the same way.

But one has to think about it a little bit.

What if the goddess has a crush on him?

And the building near the water gets the moon first.

He knew that Hu Xin'er liked Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan was not in the class, and he believed that he would definitely succeed with perseverance.

Therefore, I always say to my roommate, 'What do you know, Xin'er, she just doesn't realize my goodness now, and when I persist for a long time, I will definitely be able to impress him.' ’

The roommate scolded him for licking the dog, and Zhang Ye smiled and said, 'Lick the dog, lick the dog', but he didn't care.

Is it wrong to chase someone you like?

What's wrong, it's not wrong at all.

They don't understand, they just don't know how beautiful love is.

It's just that tonight I drank a little too much.

Zhang Ye rubbed his head with a headache.

The feeling of alcohol on his head was really uncomfortable, and I don't know if Xin'er came to see him when he was lying down just now.

There should be.

Zhang Ye looked around and saw that Chen Xiaole was also lying on his stomach.

"Little music." Zhang Ye shouted.

Chen Xiaole pouted, as if he was thinking about something beautiful, and when he heard 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'm sleeping well, what are you waking me up for." ”

"I can't wake up when you sleep deeply." Zhang Ye said.

Chen Xiaole thought about it, he slept on his stomach at night, the cold was really cold, and he didn't turn on the air conditioner, and he didn't have a quilt cover, the quality of sleep was definitely not good, Chen Xiaole thought about finding a room to sleep in, what was the matter with Zhang Ye sleeping here on his stomach.

Also sleeping on his stomach were Yang Lei, Zeng Yun, and two other boys, Liu Feng didn't drink much, and was wearing headphones at this time in front of a computer quickly coding words.

It's like rushing a manuscript.

"Little madman, don't sleep at night, you code words?" Chen Xiaole was a little stunned.

Zhang Ye also admired Liu Feng's diligence a little, he stood up, sobered up a little, came to Liu Feng's side and patted him.

"What's wrong, Brother Ye?" Liu Feng was interrupted by Zhang Ye, but he was not angry, he stopped moving.

"I said Liu Feng, everyone come to the party hall to play, why are you in the code word?" Zhang Ye and Chen Xiaole were equally puzzled.

Liu Feng smiled: "No, no, no, today's indicators have not been completed, and the scolding will be said by readers." ”

"What's the point of the reader, is there a girlfriend incense? I said Liu Feng, don't you look for a partner or something? Zhang Ye asked.

"Well, Brother Ye, I have a partner." Liu Feng smiled embarrassedly.

Chen Xiaole said disdainfully at this time: "You think the little madman is the same as you, the little madman has already hooked up with the beautiful senior sister of the literary club, I heard that it is the head of his editorial department, right, the little madman." ”

Liu Feng smiled quite innocently.

In fact, she is not a beauty, but the main thing is that her personality has an appetite for him, and she also takes care of people.

Of course, in his hometown, it is already a very good-looking kind.

Other people's villages beg for such a daughter-in-law, and the bride price has to cost more than 100,000 yuan.

Liu Feng also wants to make money as soon as possible to settle the matter, and then Ah Gong can be happy.

And Liu Feng's somewhat happy smile was a little heart-piercing when he landed on Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye, who was already a little lost because Hu Xin'er loved to ignore him and wanted to find comfort, was invisibly stabbed again at this time.

"Damn, Liu Feng, you can find a girlfriend." Zhang Ye said indignantly.

"How?" Chen Xiaole glared at Zhang Ye and said disdainfully: "If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't, and how about the little madman, the little madman has now earned tens of thousands of dollars a month, can you?" ”

"Tens of thousands of dollars a month?"

Zhang Ye was frightened.

Although he is not short of money, his living expenses are several thousand a month.

But it's not a concept at all.

You must know that they are all college students, and they are still freshmen.

How can it be 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, and began to invest in code words again.

And Chen Xiaole is quite interested.

He was the second person to know that a little madman had so much income.

The first is Lao Zhou.

The little madman said that he would tell Zhou Yan about it.

At first, Chen Xiaole was also a little frightened.

After all, not everyone is Lao Zhou, and he can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars at every turn.

As a result, the little madman is also so powerful.

Who is he?

A man who used to stay in bed every day.

Even Chen Xiaole looked down on him a little, thinking how could he be so lazy.

Every day, the plaything is demoralized.

As a result, it has become such a one, and now it has become a writer, and it has become a writer who earns tens of thousands of dollars a month.

Chen Xiaole was also a little unacceptable at first.

He didn't accept that Liu Feng could earn so much, but he couldn't accept that every roommate was so awesome.

Why can't he be so awesome.

First was dumped by his girlfriend, a new girlfriend ran away with money, he suffered a heavy injury at a young age, and the entrepreneurial bicycle project might have been shelved long ago if it wasn't for Lao Zhou's help, how could there be a chance to reopen now and an entrepreneurial group.

Chen Xiaole envied Zhou Yan, but he also knew that this kind of could not be learned.

He also envied Liu Feng.

After all, you can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month by writing, which is too awesome.

He's, how can't he be so awesome.

However, Liu Feng later said that it was Zhou Yan who helped improve the outline and supervise his writing, which led to the good grades of the book now.

Chen Xiaole was relieved.

Who is Zhou Yan?

He felt that no matter what industry Zhou Yan set foot in, he was a great existence.

Play what.

Playing stocks can make hundreds of thousands of dollars by copying Xiangtan electrochemical blood, and playing the bounty group finally made a super awesome club come out, and now it has helped Liu Feng gain a foothold here.

At the beginning, Zhou Yan instructed Liu Feng and Chen Xiaole a little unconcerned, after all, how could he do professional guidance without writing, but Zhou Yan did it, and let Liu Feng take off with a book.

Although Liu Feng is not as big as his potatoes, he is now also a boutique book writer.

Even if it was the starting point, there were not hundreds of fine books, but his roommate became a roommate.

Chen Xiaole is still honored.

It can only be said that Lao Zhou is awesome.

may not be as good as his cousin, but at the peer level, Chen Xiaole can say very confidently that he can't fight anyone.

But even if he got the help of Zhou Yan to have such an achievement, Liu Feng's insistence Chen Xiaole also saw it.

Writing at least 10,000 words a day, it is comparable to his great diligence.

How could such a effort not be reported.

The monthly income is only tens of thousands, his potatoes are big, at least hundreds of thousands a month, when the little madman reaches the height of his potatoes, Chen Xiaole is not unusual.

Now Zhang Ye looks down on Liu Feng, and Chen Xiaole is also a little disdainful.

Hu Xin'er is obviously interested in Lao Zhou, but Zhang Ye is still so persevering.

It's like licking a dog.

It's strange that you can catch it this way.

"Little madman, do you really earn tens of thousands of dollars 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 small voice, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Soon it was twelve o'clock, and he didn't want to delay the draft, so he simply responded with a well.

Zhang Ye was stunned.

"It's so profitable to write at any time."

He muttered.

After all, in his impression, it seems that his father's fruit and bookstore will earn 10,000 yuan a month.

Liu Feng is more awesome than his father?