The temperature of the man's lips was still at the corner of his lips, and Chu Li's expression froze at the words "My dad wants to see you", she looked at Zhou Chuan with a confused look: "Didn't we officially announce together a week ago? Are we meeting the parents now? Are you a little anxious?"

"It's for the "Luohe Divine Book". In fact, at the beginning, I invited Editor-in-Chief Xia and you to have a meal and talk about his son's professional life. I think there is nothing to talk about, so I asked casually: Why do you want to see my girlfriend and take Teacher Xia with me..."

“…”

"They really arranged Teacher Xia's dinner for other times," Zhou Chuan looked "Am I very smart?" "Except for the fact that my dad doesn't believe that I have a girlfriend, everything is perfect."

"...I can understand that your father doesn't believe this." Chu Li looked at the slapping face in front of him and said sincerely, "To be honest, am I confused about this matter now?"

"I am a bestselling writer, and you, as the editor of my book," Chuchuan stretched out his hand and poked Chuli's forehead with Orchid fingers. "You are the closest person in the world to this great talent. What's so surprising about you?"

“…”

"What's more, I'm very handsome and have money."

“…”

"You're picking up the treasure."

"Did you say enough?"

Chu Li rolled her eyes and pointed the orchid that poked her forehead open. Men in love are always confident, thinking that they are good everywhere, and they feel a little aggrieved when marrying Liu Yifei... This was just enough to listen to it before, but now he saw the ** specimen - Chu Li couldn't help but think about how to introduce Zhou Chuan to his parents in the future: Parents, this is my boyfriend, a well-known best-selling writer in China, with a worth tens of millions of dollars, a scholarly family, tall and handsome, but his brain is not good.

At this time, Zhou Chuan sat down next to Chuli, took out his cell phone and fiddled with it for a while... At this time, Chuli's cell phone vibrated first.

[Yu Yao: Let Zhouchuan stop reading Weibo first, there are all things that are said in a mess...]

[Yu Yao: It has reached the level of "he can reach the point where he can rely on his father today". This time, the "Luohe God Book" was shortlisted for the Flower Branch Award, which made some people very jealous - they have not won the award yet and were just shortlisted.]

[Yu Yao: Also, I'm actually quite curious about why Zhou Chuan insists on not writing romance articles... He said he didn't want to write it. I didn't think that the resistance was too strong. Deputy Editor, don't ask him to satisfy the people's curiosity?]

Chu Li glanced at the phone and replied to Yu Yao with a string of "...". At this moment, a "click" sound of unlocking the phone screen came from her ear. She twisted her head and found that it was Zhou Chuan who unbuttoned the phone screen. She was about to click on Weibo slowly. She almost reflexively reached out to hold Zhou Chuan's phone: "Then have you bought the air ticket?"

Zhou Chuan looked up at her for no reason: "When can't you buy a plane ticket?"

"I have to ask for leave from the club." Chu Li took the phone away from the man's hand without moving.

Zhou Chuan suddenly stopped moving. He suddenly calmed down and stared at Chuli seriously for a while... Chuli was a little guilty, and it was not until the man saw his hair standing up all over his body that he saw his eyes rolling around in his sockets, and then asked in a steady voice: "What's the matter about me on the Internet?"

Chu Li wanted to cry and call her mother for a moment, but she complained in her heart that Yu Yao was trying to stop Zhou Chuan from watching Weibo. Her acting skills were exposed by the actor in ten seconds - she was just playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong!

At this time, Zhou Chuan had already snatched the phone from her stiff--

In a very short period of time, some negative emotions fermented at an astonishing rate.

A few days ago, I was fine, but suddenly when someone proposed the statement "Does Zhouchuan rely on his father today?", this statement spread quickly...

[Zhuchuan's "Oriental Ancient News" has mature writing style, so it's not my father's writing again, right? The second hh?]

[Jiang Yucheng is fine. Although his first work became very popular, the first book of Zhouchuan really didn't know what the person who wrote the first article...]

[I just checked the list of writers' associations in Province C. The only generation of writers who can join are Jiang Yucheng and Zhouchuan. Alas, it is still... All walks of life look at the background, and we little transparent can only rely on ourselves. I'm so angry!]

[I don’t understand why Zhouchuan is popular, but it’s not good to write articles!]

[I have never read the article by Zhouchuan. Today I read "Oriental Ancient News" after 818. It's not easy to read it, so I only read the beginning a little bit. It's true that the writing style is mature, but it's not that mature. If it's a good thing, the female work has been modified by veterans and deliberately left some awkward traces, so I'm just talking about it - so the author of "Oriental Ancient Ancient Ancient Ancient Ancient News" or the second author should change it to Zhou Gu Xuan?]

[Hahahaha, the Huazhi Award selection group is so miserable. The author caused such a scandal when he was shortlisted for non-traditional literature!]

Above, posts such as 818 Zhouchuan's background quickly sprung out like mushrooms after a rain, dirty water splashed one pot after another, and Jiang Yucheng, who had just sold a big book recently.

It's like in the dark, some people have been waiting for their accident for a long time.

This time I finally found an opportunity and made a big fuss.

Just like another writer was questioned that his father had written the work he became famous for not long ago... It was a sensation at that time, but what about the evidence? Not many.

Zhou Chuan calmly read these replies with his cell phone, until Chu Li reached out to snatch his phone again: "Stop reading these boring things, one scandal, it seems like you saw your dad write an article for you with your own eyes! They were talking nonsense before they even finished reading your article..."

"In recent years, Jiang Yucheng and I have written no seven or eight or five or six books. There are several million words in total. If we want to pinch, we have to finish reading our article. If he has such high quality, he is still a bit like a pinch..." Zhou Chuan waved his hand and turned over on the sofa, a little listless.

It can be seen that it is not unaffected.

Over the years, he has been careful and tried hard to separate his father, Ju Gu Xuan.

In the end, this happened -

There are ten thousand ways of Hei Zhouchuan, of which 9999 would be called "mind-retarded" by him with a smile, but those who didn't know where to beat him really found the only one he cared about.

I don’t know what Zhouchuan thought.

Anyway, I feel sorry for the first politeness.

In fact, she has been ignited by the anger of leaving, and her mind is full of "why" and "why". She wants to use the official Weibo of "Moonlight" to ask, why are you so dark and you can spread rumors for no reason...

Her fingertips were cold. When she was full of anger and could not vent, she could only find the book that spread rumors about Zhou Chuan under the official blog of "Moonlight" might be the one of his fathers. She poked into her Weibo and found that she was crazily forwarding various remarks about Hei Zhou Chuan online, with the words "23333", "I'll just say it", "Let everyone see it"...

I have never thought the numbers "2333" were so annoying.

Following her Weibo, I flipped down and found that she was a senior high school student and had a Tieba account. The Tieba account searched for posting records, and easily found the high-h fan she wrote, as well as the school, class, name, family address and parents' mobile phone number left when exchanging letters with so-called Tieba friends... and photos.

If you want to die, die together.

Make you humble.

Chu Li took screenshots of all her things and went to the part-time job website to find the information about her city's part-time job search. She casually asked someone to ask "Do you send a flyer?" The man quickly replied: How much does it cost to do everything?

Call the school and report the student to take his child to the post in the name of the parents, and pass on information to each other;

Standing at the door, taking her photo with her class name and her bone-exposed

h jokes are bound into books and sent to passers-by students;

Make her famous.

Isn’t it that my senior year of high school? I just don’t study anymore if I go online and use it to make fun of others;

Let her also taste the feeling that life seems to be ruined;

Let her die.

Let her die.

The hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and was about to talk to the part-time worker who asked how much to send the flyer, at this time, the sofa next to him suddenly rang, and Zhou Chuan's voice came: "What should I eat tonight?"

“…”

Chu Li was slightly stunned and raised her head.

Looking at the man with his back to him, he was holding his cell phone and having fun and squandering his fun... At that moment, the ignited anger was so easy to enjoy

A basin of cold water poured on the head-on-

He calmed down.

She suddenly realized that she could not do this-

When those people grabbed her ankle, they desperately tried to drag her into a hell called "Despicable".

If she went there without hesitation and wanted to fight to the death with those people in hell, and corpses everywhere, then what if she won in the end?

She has been in hell and has become a person as despicable as those people.

——Originally, she should have looked down at them high and laughed at them.

She can't do this.

She doesn't want to do this.

It seemed like the phone in his hand suddenly became hot. As the part-time worker kept asking questions, Chu Li threw the phone away. Looking at the man lying on his side with his back to him, her turbid eyes shone again. She crawled from behind the man onto him, grabbed his side arm with both hands, and poked his head out from above him: "The evidence they had hacked you is nothing more than "Oriental Evils" that doesn't look like the first time writing the article-"

Zhou Chuan raised his head slightly and looked at Chu Li.

Chu Li: "This is indeed not the first time I wrote an article."

Zhou Chuan shook his body, as if he was shaking the leech that was sucking on his body, and wanted to shake the person lying on him: "Don't even think about it."

"Just show me a look. After many years, Zhou Chuan brought his real debut. The female work returned to "Moonlight" magazine, reopened the serialization, and angrily killed the troll's dog head..."

"You can pull it down," the man twitched the corners of his lips as if mocking, "Mr. Zhou Gu Xuan said, this thing is a waste of time, meaningless, and worthless waste. Writing it is a waste of paper and ink-"

"Zhuchuan!"

"..." The man raised his hand and used his little finger to clean his ears, looking impatient, "What are you shouting!"

"While you are dissatisfied with your father's control over you, and you are disdainful of what he said, and you are convinced of what he said from the bottom of your heart, hiding and hiding in silence, aren't you contradicting this?!" Chu Li grabbed the man's arm and frowned fiercely, "Now people outside are so damning you, why do you let them spread rumors like this when you have never done? Go and refute, slap them in the face--"

The words have not yet finished.

A big hand suddenly climbed on the back of his head.

The man turned his body a little, and at the same time, his big hand pressed her head down with his head. The next second, the soft lips swallowed all the words she had not finished before she could finish her words. The tip of his tongue was like a cat's tongue, which penetrated into her mouth and fitted with her, and was entangled like she was no longer willing to separate...

Her breathing gradually became more and more thirsty from the beginning because of her rush. Her body seemed to be softer. Her hand grabbed his arm again, because the tip of his tongue whined, her fingers bounced up tremblingly, and she held his arm softly-

Zhou Chuan could feel that Chu Li was like a cat with a fur all over his body hunched and clamored with his back. At this moment, he was comforted in his arms and turned into a pool of water, as soft as boneless.

They didn't separate until the two of them were unstable.

The man lowered his eyes and wiped the corner of her lips with his rough thumb abdomen from the saliva that had not been swallowed before he could swallow. He frowned slightly, but a smile came out from the corner of his lips: "Why are you more anxious than me, I'm fine."

Chu Li stared at him for a while.

After a while, he opened his arms and hugged him, and then climbed over from behind and crawled in front of him, then arched his body like a caterpillar and drilled into his arms-
To be continued...