After paying attention to the future father-in-law's book, Chuli closed her reading notes with satisfaction... At this time, Zhou Chuan was still reading, so Chuli kicked the swing chair with her legs, slid to his stool, leaned against the man's ear, and whispered "heat" in a low voice.

The exhaled heat sprayed in the man's ears. The latter rubbed his ears and raised his head. At a glance, he saw the person leaning on his shoulder holding his mobile phone and searching for a hotel... Zhou Chuan thought for a while: "Why are you going to take me to check in a room?"

"..." The head placed on the man's shoulder moved, "Is it possible to be a hotel, will I go to the footbridge hole in City C?"

Zhou Chuan put down the book: "Isn't it living in my house?"

Chu Li widened her eyes: "How could she live in your house?"

Zhouchuan thought for a while: "I have many guest rooms. If you don't want to sleep in the guest rooms, you can squeeze in with me..."

When these words were heard, something was wrong. Chu Li's head turned into a rattle: "How can a girl squeeze with her boyfriend's first time when she went to her boyfriend's house? This can't be squeezed, this can't be squeezed..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly found that Zhou Chuan stared at her face, looking very happy, and didn't know what he was looking at. In Chu Li's confusion, he reached out and poked her: "Say it again."

"?"

"I am yours, say it again."

Chu Li held a face of "Mad's mentally retarded": "Boyfriend."

Zhou Chuan rubbed her head with big hands, bent down and kissed her on the face, with a rare and obvious smile in his voice: "Well, what kind of normal girl can be my girlfriend? Don't be as good as them, just squeeze into sleep with me."

"I can't sleep, I can't sleep."

"I'll just hold you to sleep and do nothing."

Chu Li twitched the corners of her lips, looking sarcastic: "I'll just rub it, don't go in."

Zhou Chuan looked at her deeply: "...I really didn't go in."

Capital lettering on the face: I am very honest.

Chu Li covered his ears with one hand and refused to listen to his slutty words. The other hand pushed his head away, and quickly placed a hotel order on his phone in a dissatisfied gaze... When he walked out of the study and prepared to go to bed, the gaze from behind was still the same kind of unwillingness to try and try to convince her-

Chu Li returned to her room and closed the door. After washing, she lay on the bed. When she wiped her hair and climbed onto the bed, she found that her phone had a Weibo update push that she had particularly followed. She was stunned and thought there was something wrong with her eyes: she was particularly concerned about something. She only followed Zhou Chuan, and recently he didn't post very little except for updates...

Chu Li raised her head and looked at Zhong on the wall: It was obviously not his update time now.

I picked up my phone and glanced at it. Zhou Chuan did post a Weibo ten minutes ago—

【Zhuchuan:

Beware, little girls.

Once a man gets sweet, it is like a evil wolf who tastes fishy and can't go back.]

First ceremony: "…"

This Weibo post is too directed, which makes people temporarily forget that Zhouchuan is in a bloody storm. The melon-eating crowd spoke enthusiastically and asked: Is this the time when Mr. Zhouchuan tasted fishy for the first time?

This question was flipped by Zhouchuan in thousands of messages, and the man replied meaningfully: [The second day after the "Luohe God Book" was sold :)]

Such an answer makes people wonder—

Is Wenrunyu Gongzichuan talking about the aspect of everyone’s thinking, or is he talking about selling books at all?

If you forcefully explain, this sentence can also be understood as "Once you have a big book, you will not be able to accept the next failure", otherwise how can you explain it? What does it have to do with the big book of "Luohe Divine Book"?... Well, after all, it is Da Chuan, and he always speaks in a sensation.

After so many days, it is rare that Zhouchuan posted a relatively relaxed push on Weibo, and readers and fans left messages to make fun of it, liven up the atmosphere.

But on this earth, except for Zhouchuan, there is probably only one person who knows what happened the next day of the pre-sale of "Luohe God Book" - simply put, there is a small editor who just achieved great achievements in the annual bestseller. He turned around and suffered grievances at the publishing house. When he got home, he cried at the author, then held his face and took advantage of him.

First ceremony: "…"

A minute later, when Jiang Yucheng forwarded the word "rogue" concisely, he successfully thought of every detail of the unfair kiss that day. Chu Li also blushed, and his heartbeat accelerated and his vest was also leaving a message below.

[Sex. Emotional Po, reported it.]

...

The next day, I took a plane to City C.

That night, he was invited to have dinner at a hotel in City C.

... Chu Li imagined the scene of meeting Zhou Chuan's family ten thousand times. It might be serious, amiable, or full of whitewashing peace. At least, Teacher Zhou Gu Xuan would play the role of a kind father, a filial son, for the sake of outsiders. At least he was concerned about his son's recent situation. After all, he was almost pinched into a mummy.

The first literati has many fantasies, so before going to the banquet, there were also many scripts. How to please parents like it—

Her strictness of the script was enough to prevent Zhouchuan from holding her hand when entering the hotel, so as not to think that Zhouchuan's family members thought she was a frivolous little goblin... Zhouchuan felt very ridiculous about this: "You better remember, the night when I took the initiative to hold your hand for the first time, you jumped up and down on Weibo and posted more than a dozen Weibo posts in a row, like a heartless mad dog."

"...Lie, you don't have my private Weibo."

"I have it. I leave messages on my Weibo every day, and I mock you and you are the only one who can't hide your love."

“…”

Chu Li pushed Zhou Chuan and patted his hand away - the two of them were shoulder to shoulder. Although they were wearing very couples' outfits in the same color, when they walked into the hotel, Chu Li held her head up and looked righteous: as if she and Zhou Chuan were pure editors and authors.

I met Zhouchuan’s parents in the appointment box.

Tonight, Zhou Gu Xuan dressed very well at home, and looked kind and friendly. This was the first time Chu Li met a true literary master. Standing outside the door, barely maintaining a calm voice and greeting each other politely. When she reacted, her hands tightly grabbed Zhou Chuan's big hand: What a reserved lady script, it doesn't exist.

Zhou Gu Xuan looked at Chu Li, just like looking at an excellent editor who saved his son Yu Shuihuo, smiling.

Mrs. Chuli looked at Chuli and her eyes swept her hand tightly wrapped around her Chuchuan. The little girl leaned against her tall and handsome son like a weak willow in the wind, her face slightly red. The two of them looked very right, just like looking at her son's future daughter-in-law, smiling.

Zhou Chuan looked at Chu Li, looking at the eyes that flashed when they were usually only when they saw him, and now he looked at his father like stars, shy and respectful, and could not laugh at all.

He frowned slightly, reached out and pinched her chin and twisted her face back: "What are you doing? It's the editor of "Star Track" that you want to make an appointment with my dad. Don't try to steal someone's job."

Chu Li was pinched by his chin and raised her head. The redness on her face had not faded. She said in a speechless manner: "... "Moonlight" can occasionally bring about a traditional literary style to improve the quality of readers and the overall taste of the magazine--"

Zhouchuan: "..."

It seems that I can no longer speak well.

Flattering, just open your mouth and pick it up at will.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Teacher Zhou Gu Xuan. He was nearly fifty years old and could still enjoy the admiration of a girl... At this time, his eyes were flashing with satisfaction, and even his eyes looked at Zhou Chuan were gentler. For the first time in more than 20 years, it was probably because Zhou Chuan found him a daughter-in-law of a "qualified and tasteful fan girl".

After everyone took their seats, they served the dishes and ate and chatted - just like most Chinese people’s friendship habits were done at the dinner table, and after serving three cold dishes and one soup, the imagined cold scene never existed.

From January 1st to Editor-in-Chief Xia, who had just retired, he even talked about the bad things about those people in the marketing department...

The final topic returns to "The Book of Luohe God".

Zhou Gu Xuan: "It can be seen that the content of this book has been carefully deleted and added. I read some of it, and the taste of the books written by Ogawa before is not on the same level--"

Chu Li: "This is the first book I have made and it is also the first book by Mr. Chukawa in the January 2018, so everyone attaches great importance to it. It takes about a week for one school alone... Sometimes when you need to delete the content of the inappropriate publication, you will be subject to stubborn resistance from the teacher."

Zhouchuan: "..."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "He is very stubborn, probably like a fuck."

Mrs. Chu glanced at her husband, covered her lips and smiled: "Oh, talk nonsense."

Chu Li: "I don't look like it. My aunt is very easy-going and smiling. In the first three months when I met Teacher Zhouchuan, he kept calling me with ice faces."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "I grew up in a scholarly family and taught him etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. As a result, I raised such a rebellious and rude son, which is really funny."

Chu Li smiled and said, "But everyone knows that others are still good in nature, they are just hard-mouthed, so no one will be serious with him."

Mrs. Zhou: "Some, some, but his Chinese teacher hated him so much when he was in high school. He refused to go to the teacher banquet when he retired. The invitation was obviously sent to his home, but he refused to go, so he threw it into the trash can - he didn't talk about any formalities in society, and it was useless to persuade anyone. This son is so worried."

Zhouchuan: "..."

Chu Li: "Teacher Chuan Chuan once mentioned this to me a little bit. There seemed to be some unpleasant collisions in high school... If you want to judge fairly, it is indeed not Mr. Chuan Chuan's fault."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "Hmph, how could Xiaocheng get along with that teacher happily again?"

Mrs. Zhou: "Oh, you don't know your son. You have been unable to get along with the teacher since you were a child. You quarreled with the English teacher when you were in elementary school. You insisted that the knowledge points taught by the teacher were wrong, but the result was really wrong. The teacher was unable to get off the stage and formed a bond. They quarreled every day, quarreled every day, or quarreled in English. You don't know if you laughed so hard!"

Zhouchuan: "..."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "If I hadn't had my academic performance been right, I would have been expelled from the school as a problem child!"

Chu Li: "It turns out that elementary school is like this... Teacher Zhouchuan is still proud."

Mrs. Zhou: "I can't grow up, I'm going to work hard for me, my son."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "It's better to grow taller than to grow your brain."

Chu Li: "No hard work, no hard work!"

Zhouchuan: "..."

Why, do you want to put a banner for you on your head with "Comrade Zhouchuan who has done so many evil years"?

Look at the look of his dark history with joy and shaking his head and sighing together...

Who are you scaring?

What are you here for today?

Could it be that I have come to solve the practical problem of being hacked into a mummy online?

This rhythm looks like the three people at the table are about to sworn to join the "Zhuchuan Hei" army after dinner?

At this time, the atmosphere on the scene was too harmonious.

Only Shuchuan, who was completely unable to talk, felt that he had seen a ghost.

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