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

Su Yiran: "...Baby, you..." He paused and saw Zhao Mi swallowed obviously.

After the other party finished speaking, he lowered his eyes halfway, not daring to look at himself, and repeated in his mouth, as if he had a plum in his mouth: "Is it okay?"

"You really..." Su Yiran put the water glass aside and asked knowingly, "What's the matter with you recently? Are you taking a shower, school uniform, and licking again?"

Zhao Mi shook his head, didn't speak, put his hands on Su Yiran's neck, tilted his head and opened his mouth to bite his Adam's apple.

Zhao Mi stretched out his tongue to lick the salty and wet taste twice, and took a deep breath almost greedily.

He leaned all his weight on Su Yiran.

……

Su Yiran lay down on the floor, looked at the roof to gather his mind, pushed Zhao Mi's head away, and laughed secretly at his sheep-like aggrieved look: "Okay, I'll go take a bath."

I had a phone call with Ms. Zhao last night, and Ms. Zhao asked Su Yiran not to have sex in advance, so as not to be 19 years old in advance.

This is the same as precocious puberty. Once a human being has precocious puberty, development cannot be reversed, aging will also be advanced, and it will even affect various functions of the body, the most obvious being height.The 19-year-old sex monster is a node. If this node moves forward, the body's needs will increase exponentially and the energy will be strong. This kind of exuberance is not a good thing for the sex monster. It will get worse and worse. I had such a sex demon in my early years. I couldn’t get out of bed at the age of 50 or [-]. My hair was gray, like an old man in his eighties.

It's normal for Zhao Mi to have all kinds of messy thoughts in his head now, Su Yiran can only be satisfied shallowly, but can't go deep.

This is especially painful for Zhao Mi, superficial satisfaction is like putting a band-aid on the wound, without powder, and he wants to take off the band-aid angrily.

He was irritable and a little angry, so angry that his eyes quickly gathered a little water.Su Yiran couldn't see him like this, hugged him and coaxed him: "Then why don't you chew it again?"

Just now Zhao Mi gnawed hard, Su Yiran's Adam's apple was already red, and there was a slight pain like a mosquito bite, Zhao Mi stretched out his hand to press it, and said distressedly: "Forget it."

Su Yiran patted his head: "Is Du Man here?"

"Drawing upstairs. She brought a USB flash drive and asked you to save the content into it."

"Okay," Su Yiran pulled him upstairs, "Sit down for a while, I'll take a shower."

In the afternoon, Zhao Mi received a notice to make up classes on Saturday.Strictly speaking, it is not a make-up class. The school is worried that students majoring in literature and management will be immersed in volunteer activities and lose the motivation to learn, so they propose to make up a tutoring class on the major direction on Saturdays. It is a bit like a lecture. The content is not very useful, but it cannot don't go.

This kind of class is also called water class by Zhao Mi and the others. There is only one class in a semester, and there must be roll call and credits. If you don’t go, you have to take two classes in the next semester.

The most painful thing is that you have to start class at [-]:[-] in the morning, and the end of get out of class is tentatively scheduled for [-]:[-], because the lecturer often does not control the time, and it is normal to be over an hour.

The professional group sighed and scolded people one after another, because there was no teacher added to the WeChat group, so everyone had no scruples and scolded by their real names.

"It's okay to get up early for the bullshit cultural exhibition, but you have to get up early for the class!"

"What about the good rest? I'm really naive."

The teacher originally informed that the volunteer service of the cultural exhibition would be closed for one day to give everyone a rest time, but I didn't expect it to be such a hellish rest.

Zhao Mi was so weak at home that his heart ached, and when he received the notice of making up lessons, he felt a burst of joy, and while Su Yiran and Du Man had copied the documents, he told Su Yiran.

"Make up lessons?" Su Yiran raised her head from the desk, frowning, "When will you be back?"

"About ten o'clock, not sure..." Zhao Mi scratched his head.

"I'll pick you up."

"No need," Zhao Mi refused, "I'll come back by myself, you're writing at home. I've been too lazy lately." Recently, Zhao Mi ate too much and moved less. In the morning, Zhao Mi weighed himself downstairs, and was horrified to find that he had gained five catties .

Before I knew it, I gained five pounds!

It's easy to get fat, but hard to lose weight. Zhao Mi pinched the small circle of flesh around his waist, and deeply felt that he couldn't be so lazy anymore.

CC University is not too far from home. It takes 15 minutes to ride a bicycle and half an hour to walk. Zhao Mi decided to walk to school on Saturday morning and ride back after class.

Every time Zhao Mi’s breakthrough plan will be shared with netizen Guo Haw, Guo Haw will ask “Did you succeed today?” almost every day. On Friday, Zhao Mi, who received this question again, replied with the same answer “No”.

Not only no, but it was as cold as a rock, and he was indifferent to licking his Adam's apple...

Zhao Mi: I feel like I'm going to die QAQ

Guo Haw comforted him: It's okay, maybe it will be successful next time.

Guo Haw is also suffering from sports recently. Zhao Mi heard him complain about running meals and getting up early for running, but Guo Haw complained more about "the game made him lose money" and "my boss is really sick".

Zhao Mi, who spends tens of thousands of dollars a month, said silently: "It's only 50, it's not enough to eat."

Guo Haw was seriously injured: ...you bourgeois!

Zhao Mi went on to dismantle it silently: Eight of your last ten sentences have involved your Manager Shen...

Guo Haw: Your illusion!

Because he had to get up early on Saturday, Zhao Mi said goodbye to Guo Haji at ten o'clock, and Guo Haji asked him to make a wake-up call the next day.

Zhao Mi felt that this was just a matter of little effort, so he agreed, but he didn't expect that Su Yiran who was on the side opened his eyes and asked, "Who are you calling?"

Zhao Mi turned his head and saw Su Yiran's clear eyes: "Woke you up? I'm waking Jiji up."

Su Yiran glanced at his lower body: "Who is it?"

Knowing that the name was misleading, Zhao Mi explained: "That netizen Guo Jiji, I'm telling him to get up."

Su Yiran went to bed early with Zhao Mi last night, and was woken up by the other party's actions in the early morning - although Zhao Mi was more careful this time, with his left hand under his head, his right hand gently lifted Su Yiran's clothes, got in, and free on.

Ever since Su Yiran found out that Zhao Mi was doing bad things at night, his vigilance became extremely high. Almost the moment Zhao Mi lifted his clothes, he sensed Zhao Mi's movements and woke up from a long sleep.

Su Yiran couldn't restrain the heat of his body, especially Zhao Mi who was still so... Gently squeezed, slowly rubbed and rubbed with his fingertips, rubbing Su Yiran couldn't bear it, so he had to pretend to be disturbed, let out a grunt, and moved towards Zhao Mi turned around.

Zhao Mi felt guilty, and withdrew his hands quickly, and didn't dare to move for a long time, and then he didn't dare to dig into his clothes again, but stretched out his hands to hug Su Yiran's waist, and put his head under Su Yiran's chin.

Su Yiran now looks at Zhao Mi who is sitting on the bed in a daze, all he thinks is, how can Xiao Mi be so cute, how can Qingchen be so breathtaking.

It's great that this Xiao Mi belongs to me.

He stretched out his right hand to hug the other person's waist, and asked, "Why did you call him?"

"He's going to climb a mountain today, and he's afraid he won't be able to get up, so let me wake him up." Zhao Mi broke his hand away, "Sleep for a while, and I'll go wash up."

"Don't go," Su Yiran took his hand, pulled him onto the bed, and fell on her body, "Why do you want to scream and not others?"

"He doesn't have any friends," Zhao Mi said in a soft voice, with his chin resting on Su Yiran's chest, "Besides, I just called him, but he didn't answer. We haven't heard each other's voice until now."

"Then does he have a boyfriend? Does he have a girlfriend? Is he married?" Su Yiran turned his right hand around from behind, put his palm on Zhao Mi's right cheek, put him on his arm, and stared into his eyes.

"No, but soon...he's pretty handsome." Zhao Mi touched the phone beside him, clicked on Moments, "I'll show you his selfie, he's 26 years old, he looks just like me."

Su Yiran took a look, the netizen on the photo was a beautiful boy, just as Xiao Mi said, he looked only twenty, he waved his phone and took down the phone: "Well, but in my heart, you are still the cutest."

Xiao Mi was coaxed by him and curled his mouth: "In my heart, you are the most handsome."

"Okay, Xiao Tianmi," Su Yiran curled up his index and middle fingers, pinching Zhao Mi's nose, "Get up."

The boring level of the lecture was far beyond the imagination of the literature management students. The teacher's surname was Zhu, and his name was Zhu Yan. It was obviously a girl's name, but his real gender was male. He was one of the deputy secretaries of the college.Secretary Zhu Yan was as thin as a bamboo pole, with high shoulders and a straight back. He walked around the classroom with the microphone first, and rushed the students in the back row to sit in the front.

Zhao Mi originally thought that this class would be boring, but he didn't expect Secretary Zhu Yan to be serious and strict. The first sentence he said was "Don't play with your phone, it will be confiscated if you see it."

Everyone didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was a joke, but the boys in the front row were still playing, and Secretary Zhu took them one by one: "I told you not to play, you can't even do this..."

…Zhao Mi silently put his phone into his backpack and took out his notebook. He sat in the fifth row, not too far ahead, but he was facing the big screen. As long as Secretary Zhu stood in the middle, his eyes would fall on him.

Zhao Mi is well-known in the school, and the secretary knows him, and he will smile when he looks at him.Zhao Mi also chatted with the secretary in private. The other party was friendly and kept up with the times. He knew more or less the games that young people liked to play, but he really couldn't listen to the guidance lectures given by the other party.

There is only one sentence on Secretary Zhu's PPT: Three keys that life should have.

Zhao Mi: ...a strong brainwashing style...

Secretary Zhu began to talk endlessly about his experience as an employment review guest on TV, and released a few TV photos. Then the conversation changed and he began to talk about his son's postgraduate entrance examination results.

The literary management students below were quite a bit messy in the wind, and wanted to sleep very much, so they had to manually pull their eyelids to prevent them from closing.

After talking for half an hour, Secretary Zhu returned to the PPT and finally released the first key: cooperation.

Zhao Mi heard the students next to him muttering in a low voice: The teacher in elementary school told me about the importance of cooperation, and it was not practical at all when I was in college.

The lecture was an hour later than Zhao Mi's estimated time, and it didn't end until eleven o'clock. Zhao Mi came out of the classroom, and his mind was full of poisonous chicken soup with keys. Secretary Zhu was half-hearted about the future employment direction and position of the major. Without mentioning a word, I digressed to Siberia.

However, Secretary Zhu felt good about himself. Before the end of the lecture, he called the students to talk about their thoughts on the future. Coincidentally, Zhao Mi was the first to call.Zhao Mi had no choice but to stand up and talk about his ideals.

Secretary Zhu nodded when he heard it: "Student Zhao listened very carefully, not bad."

.........

Zhao was so hungry that he turned right outside the school and walked straight. He remembered that there was a crepe shop 500 meters away from the school gate, selling all kinds of fruit and cream crepes.

Before reaching the door of the store, Zhao Mi saw a familiar person under the shade of a tree by the side of the road. He stopped and said, "Why tease?"

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