The god of pure love is a mermaid

After submitting all the materials, Song Yu was hungry again. He fished three more sea bass from the pool and bled them to make sashimi.

The drunken Jiwei prawns that had been refrigerated before were ready to eat. After taking them out of the refrigerator, a faint smell of wine permeated the air. Song Yu removed the heads of the prawns and bit them down. The meat popped out from the back of the prawns. The taste was sweet and delicious. The shrimp meat is soft and soft, with a strong wine aroma and a lingering fragrance in the mouth.

He doesn't like all kinds of human cooking dishes. He only likes sashimi, cold seaweed and drunken shrimp. He used to eat raw fish and shrimp directly in the sea.After he came to live on land, he always had to do as the Romans did, so he learned to handle fish and shrimp simply, trying to make himself look more human.

After eating the prawns, Song Xun processed the three sea bass, sliced ​​them into plates and put them in the refrigerator, then went back to the computer to type.

The daily life of a full-time online writer is so boring. In addition to codewords or codewords every day, other authors may take some time to socialize, but Song Yan avoids socializing if he can. If other people find out that he is a mermaid, he will face There is only one end: being locked up for research.

At the same time, on the top floor of the headquarters building of the Haiwen Group, in the office of the vice president of the Basic Literature Network, Du Yuan, the secretary, reported tomorrow's schedule and asked respectfully: "Mr. Yun, the dinner with Mayor Ibaraki at eight o'clock tonight has been set at Four Seasons Hotel."

Yun Chen frowned and looked at the dazzling number of signing applications. His amber eyes did not fluctuate. He slid the mouse to look at the photos of the applicants, and said, "Driving at seven o'clock."

"Yes." Du Yuan nodded.

Jidian Literature.com is a new field of Haiwen Group. Yun Chen's mother has become a nominal president and entrusts Yun Chen with full authority over all affairs.

Relying on Haiwen Group's powerful wireless platform and extensive online channels, the author recruitment order of Jidian Literature Network quickly attracted a large number of high-quality online writers. Today's release is a revised and brand new recruitment according to Yun Chen's request The order, the last of which is the treatment of senior VIP contracted authors, is aimed at attracting those mermaids hidden among humans.

After browsing hundreds of signing applications, Yun Chen found nothing. He was about to turn off the computer and change clothes to go to the appointment, when suddenly another message popped up in the background of the website.

"Application for a senior VIP contracted author?"

Yun Chen clicked on the other party's personal information, pulled the page to the bottom, and a photo came into his eyes.

Two lines of poetry came to his mind:

Zhan Biqiao, green bamboo and green.

There are gangsters, who are full of ears, and will be like stars.

But these two poems are not enough to describe the charm and temperament of the other party.

This is a mermaid with a standard oriental face. The most commendable thing is that his eyes are emerald green. It is said that a mermaid with eyes of this color can easily shed tears.

"Song Yu?" Yun Chen read out the other party's name in a low voice, "It's really the ultimate beauty among mermaids."

Putting down the smile on his lips, Yun Chen sent Song Yu's information to editor-in-chief Xixi, and then called Xixi himself: "Help me sign him, and I will personally send him over to sign his contract." , you just need to help me get rid of him."

Du Yuan on the side looked at Yun Chen in horror, who could bother Mr. Yun to do it himself, could it be that the master of Lujiang.com jumped ship and came to the base?Or the platinum god of Penguin.com?

Before Du Yuan could finish guessing, Yun Chen loosened his tie, put on a high-end tailor-made suit, and walked out of the office first.

An hour and a half later, Song Xun finished another chapter. He put this chapter in the manuscript box, set the release time, and then went to the refrigerator to take out the sashimi and eat it.

There is no way, code words are so brain-intensive that Song Xun can eat from morning to night.

After eating, I looked at the time, it was already seven o'clock.

The night is falling, black and orange are intersecting in the sky, like a piece of tapestry slowly unfolding, covering the whole Ibaraki city.

There were noises of frolicking in the street, it was the crowd going to Bishuiwan together.

In the hot summer, every night, the beach is overcrowded. There are couples going for a walk on a date, some families going to enjoy the shade, some young people going swimming, and some camping tourists.Sometimes in the middle of the night, some people hold a bonfire party by the beach, drink and sing.

Song Yan hates summer very much, not only because it is hot in summer, which can easily lead to dehydration and heatstroke, but also because he has to soak in sea water for 3 hours a day, and he has to be more careful not to be found when there are many people on the beach.

After eating the sashimi, Song Yu ran to Jidian.com to check, but he didn't receive any notification.It seems that there is no hope. Senior VIP contracted authors have very high requirements. Not only are authors required to be full-time, but they must also create according to the needs of the website.

Ordinary contracted authors do not include food or housing, and Song Yu doesn't want to be an ordinary contracted author anymore.

Turning off the computer, Song Yu received a text message that the mobile phone was in arrears. If he did not pay the phone bill, he would be shut down after 24 hours.

It can be said that this is very unlucky.

Song Yan reluctantly charged 100 yuan to the mobile phone, and the second-hand Apple mobile phone that had not rang for 100 years suddenly rang in the quiet rental house.

Looking at the unfamiliar number, Song Xun pressed the answer button.

"Hello. Who is this?"

The other end of the phone was silent for nearly ten seconds before a pleasant female voice rang out: "Hello, Mr. Song, I am Xixi, the editor-in-chief of Jidian Literature. You didn't reply for a long time, so I just called you. I didn't bother you, did I?"

Editor-in-Chief of Basic Literature Network?Song Xun was in a dizzy situation, he couldn't believe that good luck just came like this, could this be a scam call?

Song Shuai immediately turned on the computer and found that the editor-in-chief of Jidian was indeed called Xixi. If the other party cheated, how could he know that he submitted the application in the background of Jidian.

Thinking of this, Song Xun completely let go of his guard.

"No, hello Xixi, what can I do?"

"It's like this..." After 10 minutes, "...so I will have someone send the contract to your house. Regarding the termination of the contract between you and him, our website will help you pay the liquidated damages. Please don't have to worry about it." What troubles. Then, Mr. Song, I will serve as your editor at Jidian in the future, and I hope to have a pleasant cooperation in the days to come."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xun was still light.

He didn't know what Xixi said, but when he heard that the website had prepared an apartment for him, he agreed without hesitation.

There's nothing quite like a house and unlimited food for Song Yan.

It took him half an hour to calm down his excitement, and he left a message online to the current editor, explaining clearly the ins and outs of wanting to terminate the contract with the website, and his heart returned to his stomach.

Looking at the time, it was already eight o'clock, and he could go to take a bath.

After putting on the sunglasses, Song Yu only put on the key and went out.

Since it was night, Song Yan, who was dressed in such a high-profile manner, did not attract the attention of passers-by.

He took a shortcut to Baisha Bay next to Bishui Bay. This is the beach within the Four Seasons Hotel, so there are only sporadic guests on the beach.

Tonight there is no moon and the light is dim.

Citizens and tourists are conscious that they will not enter Baisha Bay by mistake, so there are no barriers or patrolling security guards here.

Song Yan took off his clothes and pants under a palm tree, and then slowly dived into the sea.

The mayor of Ibaraki City, who was blowing the night wind by the sea, was startled by a loud thumping sound. He put down the wine glass in his hand and said to Yun Chen beside him, "Did you hear anything? Did someone fall into the water?" Just now He also seemed to vaguely see a huge fish tail protruding from the sea not far away, but the light was too dim, and he couldn't be sure if it was an illusion.

Yun Chen drank the wine in the goblet in one gulp, and then said to the mayor: "Mayor, you may have heard it wrong, or it may be the sound from the beach next door. It's getting late, mayor, are you Do you want to go back directly?" Yun Chen silently saw the huge circles and ripples not far away, but pretended to be ignorant.

"Oh, yes, it's time for me to go back, why don't you take my car, we'll drop by anyway." Mayor Ibaraki warmly invited.

Yun Chen's eyebrows were like distant mountains, and he smiled clearly: "Don't bother the mayor, I still have an appointment, next time I will give you a ride."

After sending the mayor away, Yun Chen sent Du Yuan away, and only then did he find a pile of clothes under the palm tree.

After secretly noting the smell on the clothes, Yun Chen left the Four Seasons Hotel.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Song Yu came out of the sea. He quickly put on his underwear and returned to the rental room.

After being fully moisturized by the sea water, Song Yu's skin was tender and watery, and his eyes were also moist. He collapsed on the bed naked, covered his important parts with a thin blanket and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Song Yu was awakened by a knock on the door.

He thought the other party was knocking on the door next door, so he didn't pay attention, and continued to sleep.

Five minutes later, the knocking on the door continued, so he reluctantly got up, put on a mask and sunglasses, and opened the door.

Through the peephole, you can see a young man standing outside the door. He is about 27 or [-] years old, wearing a well-tailored black suit and a black bow tie on a white shirt. His face is handsome and beautiful, like a piece of peerless jade. , emitting a faint light.

Just like the banished immortals in the Nine Heavens, they are so warm and moist to the extreme, but they reveal some kind of unclear beauty.

Song Yu was dumbfounded, and he didn't open the door until the other party knocked on the door again.

"Excuse me..." In the middle of Yun Chen's words, he was attracted by the well-hidden smell on the other party's body.

The one who was in Baisha Bay last night was actually Song Shuai.

There was an imperceptible happy smile on the corner of Yun Chen's mouth.

Fortunately, Song Yu still remembered the phone call from Xixi last night. He asked, "Are you here to see Song Yu?" Xi sent to deliver the contract.

"Yes, is it convenient to go in and talk?" Yun Chen's eyes seemed to be dimly lit, and his voice was as mellow and sweet as fine wine.

Under Yun Chen's indifferent gaze, Song Chuan accidentally let Yun Chen in.

"You can read the contract first, and if you have any questions, I can answer them for you."

"Can I take a look at the contract first? If I have any questions, I'll ask Xixi directly." Of course, Song Xun has to read every clause of the contract by himself, in case there are any traps or loopholes. He is still vigilant about the cake.

Yun Chen smiled warmly: "Of course, it's just that Editor-in-Chief Xi has been busy recently. If you have any questions, you can call me. Can I remember your phone number?"

Song Yu seemed to be confused, and subconsciously reported the phone number.

Yun Chen called Song Yu, and hung up after a few rings.

"Nice to meet you, I hope we can meet again next time." Yun Chen stretched out his hand to Song Huan.

Reluctantly, Song Yu quickly reached out his hand and shook Yun Chen, "Nice to meet you, goodbye."

As soon as the door was closed, Song Xun finally couldn't help crying in pain. Although the pain just now was not as painful as imagined, for Song Xun who was afraid of pain, it was enough to make him cry.

Two fingernail-sized pink pearls fell to the floor.

The author has something to say:

Yun Chen: I finally met my wife :)

The next chapter officially cohabitation, will the days of eating tofu be far behind?