After the chapters on the shelves were uploaded, Su Huaizhu had no reason to stay with his junior.

When Su Huaizhou got up and carried the chair back to the master bedroom, when Su Huaizhou returned to his room, he subconsciously turned around and looked back, and just met Jiang Miao who had been sent to the door.

The moment the two of them had eye contact, it was like an invisible spark flashing, causing them to subconsciously avoid their sight.

"It's already very late." Su Huaixiang put down the chair, leaned against the door frame, and whispered, "Schoolman go to bed early."

"Yes." Jiang Miao looked at the door frame of the master bedroom, and was already wearing a white bathrobe in the door frame, and he felt the urge to simply break in, "Senior sister, too."

"Good night."

"Good night."

The door is closed.

The living room was completely in a state of darkness and silence.

Su Huaizhu untied her yukata and secretly admired her body in the room. She thought about the scene of her junior suddenly breaking in, so she covered her face shyly.

Lying on the bed and retracting into the quilt, Su Huaizhu couldn't help but sigh.

The double bed was very big. She turned her head and looked at the empty pillow next to her, imagining her junior lying here.

Then she thought that the guest bedroom there was originally the room she lived in when she was a child.

At this moment, my junior was lying on her original bed.

Thinking of this, Su Huaizhou's face turned even redder.

...

Jiang Miao next door didn't know about this, but just staying at her senior's house was already a matter of difficulty.

Don’t look at the senior sister who always likes to tease him when she is by his side, she is humorous and cheerful.

But when facing other boys, Su Huaizhu's tone and posture were very restrained.

Jiang Miao didn't know if this was because of the preferential treatment brought by his authorship, or if the senior sister himself had a good impression of him.

But after being guided by Boss Cao, Jiang Miao has gradually come to some conclusions.

Lying on the single bed, Jiang Miao covered her quilt with some random thoughts in her mind.

As soon as I close my eyes, I see the scene when I confessed to my senior sister.

Then there are various possibilities after confession.

Will the senior sister agree happily, or even cry with joy, or refuse in a slight and tactful manner, or she will leave him with disgust?

The more time comes, the less clear the human brain becomes.

There are obviously various obvious hints, but as long as the results are not yet confirmed, people will be worried about gains and losses.

The same goes for new books to be released.

After Jiang Miao forced himself not to think about his senior sister's affairs, the nervousness caused by the upcoming new book was surfaced.

Although I asked the editor before, I have read more than 3,500 recently. As long as these readers are willing to pay for genuine products, it should be more than enough to reach the premium line.

But people are afraid of it.

This week he has reached the highest honor in the new book period [Xinghe Recommendation], and his collection has soared from more than 30,000 to 46,000.

If he can't achieve high-quality results in cooperating with his current data, it would be a pity for his achievements.

Just thinking about gains and losses, Jiang Miao finally suffered from insomnia.

It was half asleep and half awake until four or five in the morning before Jiang Miao fell asleep.

...

The next day, at around 11 o'clock in the afternoon, Su Huaizhu woke up in a daze.

Closed his eyes, reached out to fumble at the head of the bed for a long time, and finally touched his cell phone under his pillow.

When I opened my phone, I found that it was so late, and I was shocked.

He quickly got up from the bed and reached out to pull open the curtain.

The sunlight outside the window shone in and fell on the bed, on the quilt, and on the girl's fair and delicate skin.

After getting off the bed, Su Huaizhu opened the wardrobe, skillfully put on his underwear, and then he easily pulled out a T-shirt and nine-point pants.

But the next moment, Su Huaizhou hesitated for a while, and after thinking about it, he stuffed the two pieces back into the wardrobe and fumbled and selected them in other clothes.

When he was picky, Su Huaizhu hesitated for a while, took out more than a dozen pieces of clothes, compared them in front of the mirror, and put them back with dissatisfaction.

Finally, I chose a looser over-knee long skirt with no patterns or frills, and it looked simple and thin.

If you go out, Su Huaizhu is not used to wearing skirts. The last time she dated her junior, she had already made a big compromise.

But for some reason, when Su Huaizhu thought that she was wearing it for her junior, she couldn't help but want to wear clothes that were more suitable for girls.

Even after putting on his skirt and returning to the room after washing and washing, Su Huaizhou sat at the desk and carefully drew light makeup.

By the time we finished doing this, it was almost twelve o'clock noon.

Then she realized that there seemed to be no movement inside the guest bedroom next door?

You guys haven't gotten up yet, right?

Su Huaizhou looked puzzled, got up and leaned over to the door of the guest bedroom, and quietly put his ear on the door frame.

No sound.

Su Huaizhou blushed secretly, feeling that she was good and bad, but she even secretly eavesdropped at her junior's door.

Taking a deep breath, Su Huaizhou knocked on the door gently and whispered inside: "Senior brother? Senior brother? Have you gotten up?"

No one responded.

Su Huaizhou felt a little nervous, thinking that his junior wouldn't sneak away early in the morning, right?

So she became a little anxious and knocked on the door again.

"Senior brother, are you in there?"

"If you don't speak, I'll come in."

While saying that, Su Huaizhou carefully held the door handle and slowly pushed the door open.

After pushing open a gap, Su Huaixiang put her face on the crack of the door and narrowed her eyes and looked inside.

Then she saw her junior lying on the bed with a sleepy face, which made her brows happily.

It turns out that I didn't escape.

He was still sleeping.

My junior, this stupid pig, told him to go to bed early. I didn’t know what time it was last night, but I haven’t woken up yet at this time.

It's almost twelve o'clock. If you don't get up again, you're waiting for the readers who are on the shelves to read the new chapters, aren't you going to be anxious?

Thinking of this, Su Huaizhou felt that he had a very important mission of urging updates. He clenched his fists and slowly continued to push the door open.

While pushing open the door, Su Huaizhu comforted himself in his heart.

She definitely didn't want to see her junior sleeping up close, but just to urge readers to update!

After finding sufficient reasons for himself, Su Huaizhou tiptoed in from outside the door and successfully arrived at his junior's bed.

Jiang Miao's sleeping position is very normal, covering the quilt with steadily, putting his hands on both sides, pressing on the quilt.

Because he was not wearing any clothes, Jiang Miao's broad shoulders were completely exposed. Su Huaizhou felt a little excited when he saw it, and he wanted to reach out and touch it.

You have to do it when you think about it.

Su Huaizhu squatted to the edge of the bed, carefully stretched out a index finger, and poked the junior's shoulder twice.

Very hard...or resilient?

In short, it is completely different from a girl's shoulders.

Su Huaizhu poked it curiously a few times, then the index finger was pressed on the younger brother's shoulder and gently stroked it up and down.

As a result, at this time, the junior's shoulders suddenly trembled slightly, which scared Su Huaizhou so much that he quickly retracted his hand, hid under the edge of the bed, praying that the junior should not wake up at this time.

Fortunately, Jiang Miao did not react at all. It seemed that just was a conditioned reflex of his muscles just now.

Su Huaizhou leaned forward again, blinked his eyes to observe his junior, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was still sleeping.

It was a disadvantage to just touch her shoulders. My junior had even touched her tears while she was asleep.

And, I secretly looked inside my collar...

Su Huaizhou's cheeks became rosy, and she hummed twice in her heart, thinking that she would touch them back as well.

So before my junior brother woke up, Su Huaizhou licked his lips and stretched out his little hand again.

Qingcong pointed his index finger on Jiang Miao's face, touching it, from one cheek, along Jiang Miao's nose bridge, and then to the other cheek.

Then there are Jiang Miao's eyebrows, Jiang Miao's forehead, Jiang Miao's eyes, Jiang Miao's mouth...

Mouth...mouth...
To be continued...