Qu Linyuan's heart was pounding. He was not good at interacting with people and rarely went out. No one had ever gotten this close to him before.

He was so close that he could calculate a person's breathing rate.

This frequency even affected his breathing.

The few seconds he waited for Si Jin's answer felt incredibly long as his brain raced, considering every possible answer.

Ultimately, the decision was made on the word "urging for the manuscript".

Thinking to myself: Since it's someone from Changning Novels, all I want is for him to resume updating; it's just so boring anyway...

"I want you..."

A deep, alluring voice, and an unexpected answer.

In an instant, Qu Linyuan seemed to have been burned, and became extremely nervous.

The thought of being "extremely bored" was nipped in the bud before it even surfaced.

The blush that was originally only on her earlobes suddenly spread all the way to her neck.

He quickly reached out and covered Si Jin's mouth.

I wanted him to stop talking.

But the other party didn't seem to grasp his meaning at all, and actually...

She licked his palm.

Qu Linyuan, like a teased little girl, immediately withdrew her hand.

For a fleeting moment, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, threatening to fall but not quite.

With her red-rimmed eyes, soft black hair, and thin, slightly pursed lips, she looked incredibly easy to bully.

Si Jin's hidden wicked desires were stirred up.

She slowly lowered her head and leaned towards Qu Linyuan's lips.

But the young writer clearly couldn't take the shock anymore, so he immediately pushed the person away and hurried towards the bedroom.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Leaning against the door, I took a dozen deep breaths before I could barely calm my racing heart.

She lowered her head, staring blankly at the hand that Si Jin had licked.

He'd seen this kind of behavior in novels; it seemed to be called...flirting...

The editor-in-chief in Changning is flirting with him...

Thinking this, her ears turned even redder.

In a daze, he seemed to realize that he had pushed Si Jin away with a bit too much force—his foot was still not healed, and he didn't know if it was injured.

Qu Linyuan mustered his courage, opened the door a crack, and secretly observed.

Only after confirming that Si Jin was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and watching TV, unharmed, did I breathe a sigh of relief and close the door again.

I don't like interacting with people anyway.

Now, he completely lost the courage to face him.

Qu. Saying one thing but meaning another. Lin Yuan sat back on the bed, took out his notebook and wrote a few words: The editor-in-chief is so annoying!

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It was 7:30 PM.

Qu Linyuan's stomach started rumbling.

According to his schedule, it should have been time to eat half an hour ago.

However, the television outside was still playing, so I didn't dare go out.

He got up and searched the bedroom, but couldn't find a single cookie.

Finally, feeling discouraged, I sat back on the bed. Just as I was about to burrow under the covers, I noticed that the living room had become quiet.

There seemed to be the sound of a door closing.

Finally...did they leave?

Qu Linyuan silently breathed a sigh of relief, put on his shoes, and opened the bedroom door.

At a glance, Si Jin stood at the door.

"I'm hungry, what should we eat for dinner?"

My whole body tensed up again, and I instinctively reached out to close the door.

However, Si Jin was already on guard and pressed the door shut in advance.

Qu Linyuan was at a loss for what to do, and his earlobes turned red again.

After standing there for a moment, I pointed to the location of the kitchen.

She walked past Si Jin, turned on the stove, and started cooking white noodles.

As if worried there wouldn't be enough food, they added more as they cooked.

In the end, enough food was cooked for four people.

He put it in a bowl, placed it on the dining table, and called Si Jin over.

Looking at Qu Linyuan across from her, who was engrossed in eating his noodles, Si Jin picked up a few noodles and asked, "Is this all you have?"

Qu Linyuan nodded.

Do you usually eat like this?

Qu Linyuan shook his head.

To explain the reason, he even took out his phone, found a chat history, and showed it to Si Jin.