My singer girlfriend is super fierce.

The two chatted for a while before hanging up.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the call duration, forty minutes.

Ye Zhiqiu continued to type, and two hours later, he uploaded today's chapter.

The book fans who had been waiting for it clicked in immediately, and the comment area became active.

"Another ten thousand-word update? Not bad, I was worried that the author would become a singer and update slowly."

"Are you new upstairs? Don't pretend, usually we call the author big on the day of the explosion."

"I don't allow you to insult the author's hand speed after being single for more than 20 years."

Ye Zhiqiu casually browsed the comments of book friends, and popped up from time to time, and every time at this time, he could bring a wave of heat.

Opening Weibo casually, the fans of "The Dream of 900 Million Girls" have now steadily exceeded 10 million, but Ye Zhiqiu did not hand it over to the team for operation.

Suddenly, Ye Zhiqiu saw a Weibo @ himself, the content is:

"I'll give you 100 yuan, as long as you stick to it for a month, you can get a bonus of 500,000 yuan, can you do it?"

"You don't have to spend money on water, electricity, gas, and housing, you only need to buy food with this 100 yuan. It's okay if you drink unlimited water, as long as you can live to receive the award."

Ye Zhiqiu was speechless. Since he posted a comment "You can't comment on things that don't exist" in the topic of his acting skills in "Farewell to the Ex" last time, there have always been many fans @ him on some weird topics.

However, for this topic, Ye Zhiqiu sneered and replied directly.

"Will your words be included in the credit report?"

100 yuan a month, who are you looking down on?

He can even pick out a meat dish from the free soup in the canteen of Huahai Communication University.

Clicking in, most netizens said that the 500,000 yuan was too easy to get, and they felt a little uneasy.

In the previous life, there were a lot of such stupid topics on the Internet, and Ye Zhiqiu started one casually.

"If I give you 500 yuan, the price is that you have cerebral thrombosis for ten years, then are you willing?"

Late at night, a group of fans were active, and seeing Ye Zhiqiu participating, the number of comments rose.

"I am willing. The interest of 5 million yuan a year is nearly 200,000 yuan, which is enough for a lifetime. Although ten years is a bit long, it's like a long sleep, and you can be free and easy after waking up."

Soon this comment was highlighted.

"Brother, even if you don't have money, you have to buy better glasses."

"Damn, I thought I was dazzled, 500 yuan!"

"Are prices so low now??"

"This is the worst event I have ever seen."

"I suspect the dog author took kickbacks..."

After finishing the daily "interaction" with fans, Ye Zhiqiu just closed the computer, and suddenly the doorbell rang.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. Yu Caiwei lived across the street, so who else would come to this floor?

The property management, late at night.

When they walked to the gate and opened it, a figure rushed over with a fragrant breeze.

"Weiwei?!"

Ye Zhiqiu held the person in his arms steady and was shocked after seeing clearly.

"Aren't you coming back tomorrow?"

Yu Caiwei didn't answer, but looked up and said coquettishly, "I'm hungry."

"You haven't eaten yet?" Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, "Shall I make you some noodles?"

Yu Caiwei nodded obediently, buried her head in Ye Zhiqiu's arms again, and leaned on Ye Zhiqiu with most of her body weight.

Yu Caiwei was clearly in another city just now. According to the time... After the two of them had a video call, Yu Caiwei didn't go to dinner and took the high-speed rail back overnight?

That was really busy, and Ye Zhiqiu clearly felt the fatigue between Yu Caiwei's eyebrows.

After thinking about it, the two moved to the side where Yu Caiwei lived.

In the past two days, the refrigerator has been filled with more ingredients, and Ye Zhiqiu made a lot of noodles, and also made a bowl for himself.

In the living room, Yu Caiwei lay on the sofa, motionlessly watching Ye Zhiqiu's figure in the rising mist in the kitchen.

Still on the coffee table, Yu Caiwei ate the steaming noodles in small bites, but Ye Zhiqiu, who had just finished his meal, was faster than her.

After eating, the two lay on the sofa, and Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously: "Why did you come back so soon? Too hurried."

After replenishing her energy, Yu Caiwei, who was nestled in Ye Zhiqiu's arms, seemed to have recovered a lot of spirit, and said lazily: "Someone said he missed me, so he came back."

Ye Zhiqiu: "..."

"I lied to you." Yu Caiwei's face turned, she sat up, and said with a smile: "In fact, someone made a promise, and I was afraid that he would regret it, so I came back first to let him fulfill it."

"What..." Ye Zhiqiu was about to ask, when suddenly a white and tender foot was placed on his thigh.

Rub feet? Just for this? Ye Zhiqiu reacted and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Yu Caiwei's eyes stared straight at him.

Ye Zhiqiu rolled up his sleeves and said proudly: "What's the big deal? Come! Let me show you my technique."

Foot massageHe actually knows a little bit about the techniques.

In his previous life, he stayed up too much late, so his body was more or less sub-healthy and his sleep quality was poor. Later, he went to see a Chinese doctor, who taught him some simple techniques to massage the acupoints on his feet, which could relieve fatigue.

Pressing before going to bed really makes you sleep better.

Looking down, Yu Caiwei was wearing a pair of off-white casual cropped pants today. Because of the leg-lifting action, the trouser legs were slightly lifted, revealing her slender and firm calves, and then her delicate ankles.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The moment he held Yu Caiwei's feet in his hands, Yu Caiwei's body paused unconsciously, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pretty toes curled slightly.

"Tell me when the strength is strong."

Yu Caiwei blushed and didn't speak, but nodded gently.

Ye Zhiqiu suppressed some indescribable thoughts in his heart and started according to the techniques in his memory.

Rub and twist gently, use a small force at first, and increase it slightly after getting familiar with it.

"Hmm~~~"

A suppressed hum came out of Yu Caiwei's throat, and Ye Zhiqiu stopped immediately.

"Did it hurt you?"

Yu Caiwei shook her head, her soft bangs swayed slightly, and Ye Zhiqiu inadvertently saw that the redness on her cheeks had spread to the roots of her ears.

"It will only work if you use a little force, and you can scream if it hurts." Ye Zhiqiu explained without thinking too much. Pressing the feet has the effect of relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation. Some people have more sensitive acupuncture points on the soles of their feet, so it is normal to blush easily when blood surges.

Yu Caiwei said nothing and stretched her little feet towards Ye Zhiqiu's belly.

Continue, don't stop?

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, relieved and continued to press.

Gradually, Ye Zhiqiu felt that even the delicate little feet in his hands were stained with a layer of light pink, and the temperature was rising.

It worked! Ye Zhiqiu was overjoyed. He didn't expect Yu Caiwei's feet to be so sensitive.

"Hmm..."

Yu Caiwei's soft hum came again, her eyes were misty, and even her voice was a little wet.

Perhaps understanding the strength that Yu Caiwei could bear, Ye Zhiqiu did not stop this time, and pressed the left foot and the right foot in one go.

"Okay!" Ye Zhiqiu put down the limp feet in his hands and said, "Just the right amount is good, pressing too long can easily cause damage."

Yu Caiwei, who had been lying on the sofa with a pillow covering her face, slowly propped herself up, said "thank you" in a whisper, and got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Looking at Yu Caiwei's unnatural back with her slender legs slightly clamped, Ye Zhiqiu looked puzzled.

Why does it look like her steps are more frivolous?