It was already 10:30 in the evening when Beisai returned to his apartment after class and dinner. The lights were not on in the apartment, so he took off his shoes and walked into the room.

Just as he was about to turn on the light, a dim light suddenly caught his attention from the other side of the sofa. He looked up and saw -

Then I saw a blue, expressionless face floating in the air.

The man, who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, held onto the door frame. His heart was in his throat for a moment. He pressed the switch of the room with his stiff hands, and then he found out -

“……………………Fuck! Brother Chong! What are you doing!”

In an instant, his heart, which had been stuck in his throat, fell back to where it should be. He held his chest with his back thorn, and his standing hair made him look like a guilty black cat with frizzy fur.

ah.

The four words "guilty as a thief" were added by Shan Chong without authorization.

Crouching on the sofa, the man still held the phone in his hand. It took him three hours and thirty-eight thirty-eight yuan to read more than sixty chapters of "Eighteen Postures of Cultivating the True Self in Another World". He happened to see the second male lead...

Ah, that is, he himself appears.

After calculating the time, it seemed that he had just met Wei Zhi not long ago. Was it because she saw him coming out of the shower that day?

You know what, this scar is drawn quite realistically.

He calmly swiped his finger across the phone, and two scenes were updated in this chapter on the phone screen——

The first scene is that the hero calls the heroine to get up in the morning, but she refuses, saying that she is not fully awake and wants to sleep more.

The male protagonist lifted the quilt and crawled in.

After about a few comic frames, the hero came out, and the heroine blushed and put her arm around his shoulders and asked, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

The hero kissed her lips, and she turned her face away in disgust. The hero then turned her face back and kissed her, and asked her, "Are you awake now?"

The second scene is hiding in the stable.

The horse's belly covered everything, and only the hem of a skirt could be seen from behind, vaguely hanging on the edge of the horse's belly. The horse's four legs were the legs of a man and a woman standing in an interlaced manner. The hem of the skirt disappeared on the thin white legs in front, and the legs were wearing short white socks.

The embroidered shoes fell aside.

There were tense, white fingertips on the saddle.

There was a pool of straw under the horse's belly that was noticeably wetter than the rest of the straw.

Compared with the bold and straightforward descriptions of organs in other comics of the same kind, this one seems to have drawn everything and yet seems to have drawn nothing. It is clearly just a cold black and white comic, but it seems to make people hear sounds and see movements.

Shan Chong read this paragraph expressionlessly and sighed——

His girlfriend is such a talented woman :).

Shan Chong put down his phone and stared at Backstab.

The latter walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, took out a can of beer, opened it with a snap, and took a sip: "You didn't squat on the sofa and read pink software comics all night, did you?"

"Well," Shan Chong said, "Eighteen Postures of Cultivation in Another World."

Backstab spat out a handful of beer.

Amid the smell of malt alcohol and the loud "pop" sound, the man sincerely praised: "It looks good."

Holding the beer, he looked for a tissue all over the place. He didn't dare to look back at him. He muttered, "It's fine as long as it looks good. Just watch me while I wash it—"

"No wonder you watch it every day." Shan Chong remained squatting on the sofa without moving, just tapping the phone next to him with his index finger, "I heard that the second male lead died later, and then traveled to another comic with a snowboarding platform theme."

Backstab: “…”

Shan Chong: "I jumped back and looked, and the day the second male lead died was exactly the day I said at the drinking table that I had someone I liked."

Backstab: “…”

Shan Chong said expressionlessly: "What a coincidence."

Shan Chong continued to remain expressionless: "Should I die if I like someone?"

Shan Chong: "And the second male lead bought sweet-scented osmanthus cake or sugar-roasted chestnuts for the female lead. As for the candied haws, I actually bought them for all of you——"

Shan Chong: "If she had told me early on that she had already figured out that I was buying it for her and that's why I bought it for all of you, then why would I spend the extra money to buy it for you?"

Backstab was speechless. He pointed at the bathroom door with trembling fingers and tears in his eyes, meaning that he wanted to take a shower.

Unfortunately, the man squatting on the sofa ignored him and exited "Eighteen Postures of Cultivation in Another World" and entered "One Day in Snow Country". He pointed at the man on the cover and said, "I have a question for you. I want to confirm with you to prevent my eyes from getting dazzled. Is this me?"

Backstab without saying a word.

Shan Chong smiled without any smile.

"No, that's ok. I'll change the question."

The man pointed at the comment "Lactation drugs, insiders, vested interests, anonymous. I think the male and female protagonists can't roll on the sheets for the time being. The male protagonist broke his waist, so he's not very good." and asked, "Is this you?"

Backstab: “…”

Junior sister, the enemy broke through the city wall effortlessly, and our country——

Dead.

…

At this time, Wei Zhi was still kept in the dark about everything.

She even optimistically updated a few pages of new content in the evening.

The next morning, she was awakened by a knock on the door. She rubbed her eyes and went to open the door. A man in a black sweatshirt and sweatpants except for his shoes was standing outside the door, still feeling the coldness from outside.

He folded his arms, leaned against the door and looked down at her.

"morning."

The little girl covered her mouth and yawned loudly, reached out and hugged the man's neck perfunctorily, then turned and went into the bathroom to wash up.

When Wei Zhi was washing her face, Shan Chong was also standing outside the door, still staring at her in the mirror in the same posture as before, staring at her until Wei Zhi was frightened all over...

Holding the toothbrush in her mouth, she finally turned around and asked the person behind her: "What's wrong? Is there a flower blooming on my face?"

She was still in her pajamas.

It's light green, 29.9 RMB on Taobao with shipping included, but the quality is good, the dark green suspenders, the front is not the ordinary one-piece suspenders, but the one-piece Hanfu-like two-layer suspenders tied with ropes...

This style exposed the pale area near her collarbone to the air, her round shoulders, and the strongest proof that she was indeed over 20 years old. At least in terms of the flesh there, the pajamas were too small.

The thin straps make you feel like they might break at any time due to the pressure.

The green color made her already fair skin look milky white, and at first glance, it was so delicate that not a single flaw could be seen.

He has touched it.

That's true.

Unfortunately, it was pitch dark and I couldn't see anything.

Now, at first glance, it seems a little too dazzling under the abundant daylight.

The man turned his eyes away silently.

The pressure of the sight behind her was lifted at once. After washing up, Wei Zhi turned around and saw Shan Chong standing silently behind her. She wiped the water off her face and asked, "Why did you come here directly today?"

"I don't have classes in the morning," he answered somewhat irrelevantly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'm here to pick you up for breakfast."

"Oh, that's not necessary. Although it's not very healthy, you don't eat much breakfast, and I don't care about breakfast. If you don't come, I can sleep until lunch."

Wei Zhi bent down, rummaging through her skincare products on the table to find some lotion, and looked back at him in surprise, "What's wrong with your throat? Didn't you sleep well last night? Didn't I tell you to go back and sleep?"

Shan Chong didn't answer her.

Because from his angle he could clearly see that her clothes were hanging down, revealing a small part of her waist, and a bit of white skin in the green...

When she bent down, not only her waist, but also the fabric under her armpits loosened up, revealing the full curves that were originally concealed underneath.

Shan Chong coughed directly.

From the moment she entered the room, she was thinking about the job that paid the bills for her survival.

But when the little girl turned around and looked at her with her almond-shaped eyes in complete bewilderment, he suddenly gave up on the matter...

temporary.

Walking forward, he bent down and picked her up.

Wei Zhi was caught off guard and exclaimed in surprise. When her delicate face, which had just been smeared with lotion, pressed against his, the man tilted his head and first sniffed the scent of the lotion on her face. When he had smelled enough, he kissed her.

His lips pressed against her face, which was as soft as a rotten peach, he said calmly, "Change into pajamas."

"What's wrong?" Weizhi blinked, she put her arms around his neck, trying to look into his eyes, "Is it ugly?"

There was no time to find his eyes.

“Not ugly.”

The next second, she was held against the wall. The man held her with one hand and covered her eyes with the other. When the familiar breath surrounded her from all sides, his lips and tongue also covered her.

"You can buy a size up, it's a little small."

As the sound became more and more unclear, the man bit her nose.

He didn't use much force, but it felt a little itchy, like a bite or a kiss. Then his lips fell and pressed against hers.

Hearing her let out a soft "hmm" sound, her soft pajamas and his sweatshirt, which was much rougher in texture, rubbed against each other, making a slight rubbing sound.

She hugged her neck and rubbed her arms on his clothes -

When she lowered her head to accept his kiss, goose bumps appeared on her arms, and the tender flesh on the inside was rubbed red.

Weizhi himself didn't feel anything.

Shan Chong caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.

Leaving her soft lips, he leaned over to kiss her earlobe. He tilted his head and rubbed the soft flesh on her red cheek with his tall nose like a feline...

He chuckled, his chest vibrating as he said in a hoarse voice, "So tender?"

He removed his hand that was covering her eyes, and she opened her eyes dazed by the kiss. Her eyes, which usually sparkled, were now misty. She sat steadily on his arms, her back against the wall, her breathing a little uneven.

"So early in the morning," she said, her lips still aching from being bitten red by him, "what are you doing?"

"I woke you up." The man asked with a smile, "Are you awake now?"

Wei Zhi felt that this conversation sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before. But when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't quite remember it.

It is said that the nature of human beings seeking a partner is to complement each other.

That's it.

Shan Chong has an excellent memory and can remember everything he sees.

Mrs. Otaku has even forgotten the name of the protagonist in the last previous short story she drew.

So she didn't take it to heart at this moment, and pouted: "I should have known not to open the door for you."

"You're disheveled first."

"You sleep in your steel armor?"

He put her down.

Seeing her wipe her lower lips with her arm, bending down and slipping out from between his arm and the wall, running away, Shan Chong turned his head to take a look, his Adam's apple rolling, and he looked away immediately.

After a while, his gaze moved back.

He moved closer to her.

He picked up the bottles and jars she was messing with and took a look at one of them. Then he looked up at her and suddenly asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

Wei Zhi glanced at him and hesitated.

The man raised an eyebrow.

Weizhi handed him a bottle of lotion in her hand.

He went to wash his hands, and when he came back he squeezed some on his hands. With his other hand, he hooked her chin with the index finger and asked her to lift her face. He looked around and then wiped her face.

It was fine at first, but as time went on, Wei Zhi felt as if a steel brush was rubbing against her face. She hissed and grabbed his wrist with both hands: "Forget it, forget it, there's no point in being romantic... Your hands are so rough, are you going to move bricks at the construction site when everyone is asleep at night?"

A man doesn't get angry even if he is rejected.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and said lazily, "Since you found out, I have to make enough money to go home with you earlier, right?"

Weizhi: “…”

Wei Zhi stared at the "Laughing Buddha" in front of him, feeling indescribably weird——

Did this person eat something bad last night? Now he is in a good mood and exudes anger...

A strong, pungent smell of hormones.

It was as if he was ready to eat her alive early in the morning.

Wei Zhi shuddered.

"Okay, get out now!" The little girl said seriously, "I want to change my clothes."

…

Of course Shan Chong didn't go out.

He sat down in front of Weizhi's laptop, looking like, "Do whatever you want, I'm here anyway"... The girl couldn't beat him, so she went to the bathroom to change her clothes, looking dirty and dusty.

As soon as she closed the bathroom door, the man sat up a little, reached out to take a look at her "tools of crime" - a laptop, a drawing tablet, and a pressure-sensitive pen, three things she carried with her wherever she went like treasures, and at this moment they were piled in a mess on the table.

Take a look.

Who could have thought of that?

Such an ordinary tool, a little girl who would jump up and down with embarrassment when a kiss on the ear is put together, it's a new world, a bit like a positive negative -

Simply adding serious things together will make you the lady at the top of the pink software pyramid, the flag bearer of the website, and the headline of the homepage.

Shan Chong still has a sense of unreality.

He sat there, touching and examining all of her things, but he handled them with care so as not to damage them.

Until the bathroom door slowly opened, Weizhi, holding her pajamas, poked her head out like a gopher, watching the man sitting on the chair, his long legs stretched naturally, holding her pressure-sensitive pen in his hand and fiddling with it——

That pen is not thin either.

But it just flew around in circles on his slender fingertips so easily.

Weizhi recalled that when he was in school, there were always a few boys who were particularly good at spinning pens. If they were better looking or good at studying, they would definitely be very popular...

Oh, yes.

I don’t know what Shan Chong was like when he was in school, but he must have been very good at skiing at that time, right?

He is a popular figure in the school, and the girls who may have a crush on him may have a stronger crush on him.

As she was thinking wildly, the little girl approached him, snatched the pressure-sensitive pen he was playing with, and said coquettishly, "Don't play with my eating tool, it will be broken later."

“…”

He remained seated without moving, but he lifted his eyelids to glance at her - his eyes were dark and stared at her, making her hair stand on end. She froze in the posture of grabbing the pen, and just wanted to ask him what he was looking at, did he want to hit her...

I saw him narrow his eyes and curl his lips.

Shan Chong: “Oh.”

Weizhi: “…”

This guy is so fucking creepy this early in the morning.

Weird.

Although he has always been weird.

She muttered in her heart, thinking about finding a time to ask Backstab if something terrible happened last night. The man put his arms around her waist and let him sit on his lap. He said, "Speaking of your eating utensils, I heard from Backstab before that you are a comic artist. The comics you draw are--"

I felt as if the person sitting on my lap had turned into stone.

The man slowly finished the last few words: "Not very popular."

Weizhi: “…”

mard.

It's a backstab and he still has a door on his mouth.

Weizhi heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed her lips against his chest, and said sweetly, "Yeah, it's not too red."

The homepage highly recommends it, with the slogan “Hot Serial” in bold and black, and “not very popular” with hundreds of thousands of comments.

…Gym Diary only has 56,000 comments.

God damn, it’s not that popular.

The man looked at her lying with eyes half closed, but he was not angry. He kissed her chin and said, "Then I'm suddenly a little curious. You said you had 300,000 yuan in savings before. Where did you get that from, huh?"

Weizhi: “…”

Weizhi's scalp was tingling.

Wei Zhi: "…It's the money my family gave me as a retirement allowance. I saved it for more than 20 years."

The man smiled and said "Oh": "You're going to give me all the money you've saved for more than 20 years without blinking an eye?"

Weizhi: “…”

I’ll give it to you, I’ll give you everything, including the money you’ll need to pay off your debts for the next twenty years. Please don’t ask any more questions. Where do so many questions come from? Blue Cat’s Three Thousand Questions! ! ! ! !

Weizhi Huluan nodded, then rubbed his head into his neck like a mole again, and said in a muffled voice: "It doesn't matter, the editor said that as long as I draw well, I will be famous one day... Well, I'm not in a good mood to talk about this, let's change the subject."

Her acting skills are top-notch.

He really sounds like a poor guy who is unappreciated for his talent and would have almost starved to death while pursuing his dream if he hadn't had $300,000 in savings.

Where she couldn't see, the man sneered silently, the corners of his lips curved wider, revealing his white teeth.

He just held her up and stood up. She hugged his neck in panic. He took two steps before putting her down. He stroked the girl's soft hair and said gently, "If we don't want to talk, then we don't have to."

Weizhi: “…”

Oh my god.

Is this person crazy?

Are you so talkative today?

Shan Chong: "Eat breakfast."

Wei Zhi was so shocked that he almost lost his soul. He nodded randomly and asked casually, "Where are we going next?"

"The gym," Shan Chong answered casually, "Want to go?"

"Why go to the gym?" she asked, bewildered.

"Let you touch it."

"?"

Wei Zhi thought there was something wrong with her ears, or she was sleepwalking in broad daylight. She raised her head and looked at him blankly.

"I promised you last time that you can touch me as you like when you come to Guangzhou, remember?" His voice sounded nonchalant, "I am a man who keeps his promises."

As he spoke, he turned and looked at her, his dark pupils flashing with a particularly serious light.

Weizhi: “?”

Shan Chong: "Can you touch it?"

Weizhi: “…”

So aliens quietly invaded the earth last night and didn't do anything earth-shattering, but just took the time to drive her boyfriend crazy?

...It's not that this is bad and we have to cure him back to his original condition.

I just hope that next time something good like this happens, I'd better give her a heads up in advance so that she can be mentally prepared (and buy a string of 108 firecrackers by the way), right?