Vigorously miracle

The two sat side by side on the ground with their knees hugged, tortured by the increasingly intense movement on both sides, and lost their consciousness. I don't know how long they have been suffering in this dire and fiery atmosphere. Xiao Jingxu suddenly said: "Li Li."

"Ok?"

"You said, it's not an option for us to sit like this. Why don't we do something to divert our attention?"

Dai Li: "What do you want to do?"

Xiao Jingxu moved closer: "Look at the dark moon and high winds, lightning and thunder, and no one around, we alone and widows are in the same room, isn't it very suitable..."

Dai Li took a step back, with a hint of warning in his tone: "What is it suitable for?"

"It's suitable..." Xiao Jingxu pondered for a while, and took out his phone, "It's suitable for reading the poignant love stories I wrote."

Dai Li: ...? ? ?

"Don't tell me, since you corrected a few typos for me last time and released them, my novels are really read by people, and only nine of them are collected." Xiao Jingxu clicked on Jinjiang Literature City, showing off Put the phone in front of Dai Li.

What's there to show off with nine collections.

Dai Li squinted his eyes, finally got used to the sudden light, and saw clearly the content on the screen, there were really nine favorites.Anyway, idle is idle, instead of listening to the couple next door doing piston movement, it is better to see where this idiot's poignant love story is written.So he stretched out his index finger and clicked.

After reading for a few minutes, his eyebrows twitched, with a question mark on his face: "Wait a minute, the prince lives with the woodcutter, goes up the mountain to cut firewood every day, goes down to the sea to catch fish, and lives a happy life..." He raised his head and looked at the woodcutter. Xiao Jingxu, "What about the heroine?"

Xiao Jingxu blinked: "Don't worry, the heroine will come out in the next chapter."

Dai Li looked down patiently, and after a few minutes, he couldn't do it again: "After being sold to the brothel, the heroine lived in such pain that she couldn't live without her life. She finally escaped and was captured by the evil dragon and taken to the castle." He again He raised his head and looked at Xiao Jingxu, "What kind of enmity do you have with this heroine?"

"Poignant, I want to highlight the poignant."

"The emotional heroine is only responsible for the poignancy, but who is responsible for the love story? The prince and the woodcutter?"

Xiao Jingxu scratched his chin: "That can't be done. This is the story of the prince and the princess. The woodcutter is just a supporting role."

"There are more supporting roles than the heroine, you are really good at it."

"I didn't do it on purpose, but as I wrote it, I felt that this woodcutter became more and more pleasing to the eye. Not only is he handsome, he works neatly, he is strong, and he is kind-hearted. He saved the prince from danger. It is so good." I can't help but want to give him more roles."

Listening to these descriptions, why does Dai Li feel familiar... And this prince, after living in the woodcutter's house, can neither chop wood nor catch fish. Familiarity... He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

At the moment of exiting the page, a new comment suddenly appeared.

Dai Li said, "A reader left a message for you."

"Really?" Xiao Jingxu was very surprised. He didn't expect someone to leave a message for him. He hurriedly took the phone, clicked on this comment, and saw a reader whose ID was "Little Angel". She wrote:

"The interaction between the prince and the woodcutter is so loving. I want to see their shameless and happy daily life. May I ask who is attacking and who is suffering?"

Xiao Jingxu thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out: "What does it mean who attacks and who suffers?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's their technical terminology, maybe they're asking who is better."

"Oh. In my conscience, the woodcutter has many skills, and the woodcutter should be more powerful." So he replied seriously to "little angel" word by word——

Author Xiao Daciao: Hello, little angel, according to my analysis, it should be the woodcutter who is attacking, and the prince is receiving.

After replying, Xiao Jingxu felt satisfied, and poked Dai Li's shoulder: "Do you think it is possible for me to become a great writer with this novel?"

"You still want to become a great writer with this pseudonym?" Dai Li poured cold water on it. "There are too many typos to bear to look at."

"Where is there a typo, why didn't I see it?"

To pass the time, Dai Li carefully helped him correct typos and grammar mistakes.

"Look, it's the desire, not the jade."

"Uh-huh…"

As a result, neither of them expected that they would be able to immerse themselves in the ocean of academics in the sound of a wave that was louder than a sound, and discuss the profound and profound Chinese literature as calmly as water.

In the end, the two of them didn't know when they fell asleep, but they only remembered vaguely who was the first to fight with their eyelids and climbed onto the bed.

When I woke up the next day, the storm was over, and the sky outside was clear, and the sky was clearer and bluer after being washed by rain all night.

Dai Li and Xiao Jingxu woke up at the same time, and found themselves lying crookedly on the bed with rose petals all over their bodies. They propped themselves up, took off the petals on their heads, and looked at each other in unison. In a word: I actually slept in the couple's suite all night.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

After a while, Dai Li said, "Let's go."

"...Oh, good." Xiao Jingxu got off the bed, changed his clothes, and opened the door.

When the two passed the front desk, they were quite uncomfortable. After all, it was a bit weird for two old men to sleep in the couple suite for a night. The two were planning to leave in a low-key way, but they didn't expect that there would be a "big opening bonus" "This time, I saw the two waiters from last night saying in a very loud voice: "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Dai, good morning both of you!"

Xiao Jingxu & Dai Li were shocked: "Keep your voice down!"

"Today is the last day of the grand opening ceremony. Since you ordered the best suite in our store, you will get two free breakfasts."

Xiao Jingxu & Dai Li: "No need, no need!"

"...Then please spare some time to do a customer satisfaction survey for our store." One of the waiters handed over the paper and pen.

Xiao Jingxu looked at Dai Li, obviously very upset, so he said to the waiter: "Why don't you write for us."

"No way..." The waiter took the questionnaire as an excuse, "The boss explained that we must collect the real experience of customers so that we can make progress. Are you satisfied with the environment of our suite?"

Xiao Jingxu & Dai Li: "Satisfied and satisfied."

"Are you satisfied with the hygiene and service?"

"Satisfied and satisfied."

"Is there anything that needs to be improved?"

"No no."

"Guests..." the waiter persevered in enlightening them, "Don't give us face, just ask if you have any opinions, and only with encouragement can we make progress."

Xiao Jingxu and Dai Li glanced at each other, looked at each other's dark circles, pondered for a moment, and said in unison: "The sound insulation effect is too bad."

The waiter finally heard the useful suggestion and was very happy: "Thank you for your valuable opinion, we will improve it."

"Can we go?"

"Okay."

Just when the two were about to leave quickly, the waiter's voice sounded again: "Both..."

They turned back with a "what's the matter" expression, and heard a "click", and the Polaroid in the waiter's hand slowly slid out a photo.

"It's like this. The boss ordered us to take pictures of everyone who has lived in our couple's suite, and hang them in the romantic window at the entrance of the store. You are welcome to come back next year and look back on your romantic night."

……

Review a handful of eggs!

Dai Li felt that his temples were about to explode, and he looked up at the signboard of the B&B - "Spray Hotel", right?

He got into Xiao Jingxu's co-driver, and just after he fastened his seat belt, his phone vibrated and he received a text message:

"Little Li, I'm back."

The sender, Mo Yun.

Dai Li's pupils trembled, and he lost his mind when he looked at the phone screen. He repeatedly made sure that the sender's name was correct.

This scum...is back?

Hum—the other party sent another text message immediately:

"Do you have time today? I want to meet with you."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Jingxu started the car, and seeing Dai Li's expression was wrong, he asked.

Dai Li turned off the phone screen, put it in his pocket, and closed his eyes: "It's okay, spam."