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Zhao Xiyun was in a state of excitement all night after getting the long-awaited autograph of the master. He put the small book under his pillow, hoping that he could have a particularly beautiful dream, like the master touching his head and saying that he is good, and the master explaining to himself in front of the blackboard Wechat business, the master cooks for himself in the kitchen and so on.

At dawn, he really had a dream, but it was a dream.

The location is the bathroom. Helian has just taken a shower, his hair is wet, only a towel is wrapped around his lower body, and hot steam still seems to be radiating from his body. He is bending over to put hot water in the bathtub.

Zhao Xiyun hid at the door, poked out half of his face to see the situation in the bathroom, the inside was shrouded in fog, and the warm yellow light became very blurred, he walked into the bathroom involuntarily, saw the bathtub but saw no one, only "哗哗"The sound of water.

"Why don't you take off your clothes?" The voice behind him was extremely gentle, and He Lianquan reached out to put his hands on his shoulders, and rubbed them gently.

I don't know if it's because the temperature in the bathroom is too high, or because it's easy to blush, Zhao Xiyun's cheeks are like boiling water at this moment, his heart beats faster, he nervously breaks free from the hands on his shoulders, turns around and speaks incoherently: " I, I, I... I'll wash it later, you go to dry your hair... let's go..."

"Then how?" Helian disagreed, with a concerned look on his face, "If I just let you take a bath alone, I won't feel at ease."

"Really...really?" Zhao Xiyun bit her lips, "But I'm afraid you'll catch a cold..."

"No." Helian shook his head, grabbed Zhao Xiyun's hand and pressed it to his chest, "Touch it, how could I catch a cold when I'm so strong? You're worrying too much."

Zhao Xiyun was still hesitating, but He Lianquan carried him to sit on the edge of the bathtub, and then slowly helped him take off his clothes and belt. Zhao Xiyun heard his heart beating harder, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with you?" Helian grabbed his hand, and touched his forehead worriedly, "Uncomfortable?"

Zhao Xiyun shook his head, he felt that he was about to suffocate, and his whole body was warmed like he was about to melt.

"What's the matter?" Helian asked again worriedly, and helped him take off the last underwear.

Zhao Xiyun trembled even more, and his face was so red that he couldn't bear to look directly at him. He was leaning on the side of the bathtub to stand up, but he was hugged into the bathtub by the waist.

"It's nice to take a shower."

With a "plop", water splashed everywhere, he came back to find that Helian had just taken off the bath towel, he took a look and quickly turned his face away, a tall figure quickly pressed down, and there was another "plop", he I felt a big, powerful hand reach out.

As soon as the whole body tensed up, he couldn't stop making a sound that shouldn't be made. Zhao Xiyun couldn't control himself, and stretched out his arms to hug the person in front of him.

I had a great time in my dream, but in reality it was not too bad in bed.

Zhao Xiyun hugged the quilt, with a happy smile on his face, he didn't know what he was talking about, anyway, some ecstatic voices still sounded very intoxicated.

Finally, after waking up from a burst of pain, Zhao Xiyun stared at the ceiling with wide-eyed eyes, and after being stunned for two or three seconds, he realized that his face was indeed hot when he touched it. panties.

What did you do? !

He sat up abruptly and began to search for his underwear on the bed. When he looked up, he found that it was hanging on the head of the bed.

He began to wonder if he wore underwear to sleep last night, or whether he took a shower or not, and the underwear by the bed, clean or unwashed?

Zhao Xiyun grabbed a handful of chicken coop hair, suddenly remembered something, and started rummaging on the bed again.

Finally, he found the pillow on the ground. Next to the pillow was a small notebook. He picked it up and opened it, and found that the signature on it was still there, and the paper was not damaged.

"Fortunately, fortunately, my baby..." He rubbed his face, and then kissed her.

Staring at the flamboyant signature of the great god above, he pursed his lips and couldn't help smiling. He was probably the only man in the world who would have such a dream, and he was quite happy.

He fumbled for the phone under the quilt, turned on the camera and took a few photos of the signature on the book from different angles, then lay back on the bed and began to consider which one looked the best, and supplemented it with filters.

Since the phone card was changed, almost none of the familiar people in WeChat have disappeared, and some are just some nearby people who just added, who don’t know each other. Zhao Xiyun usually only posts some WeChat business things in Moments, such as product highlights And some of the customer's experience or something.

Today he wants to change to a new taste. He wants to send the master's signature to Moments to show off that he is someone who has been close to the master. It would be good to advertise the product by the way.

He quickly edited the picture and added a paragraph of text on it: It is very rare to meet a certain god in my lifetime, but what is even more rare is his advice and praise. My product has been appreciated by him. Are you envious? 233333333...

After clicking send, Zhao Xiyun collapsed on the bed laughing.

Oh yes, the effect of Weibo may be better.

Zhao Xiyun's Weibo was only registered after he knew about He Lianquan. He usually doesn't know how to play, so there is no news on it, and only He Lianquan is concerned, and there are zero fans.

He opened it and searched the interface for a long time before he found the place to post Weibo. He first added pictures, and when he copied the text from the original WeChat, he thought it was wrong, so he had to change it, at least change it to something more attractive.

He tossed and turned on the bed, wrote, deleted, deleted, and wrote again, until the tenth time he was satisfied, the content was: Encountering a great myth in the parking lot, a relationship like a brotherhood!Sign me and give me pointers, the key is the same community!So Kaisen!

That's it, Zhao Xiyun read it twice, pressed send and it was over.

He threw the phone on the bed with the screen facing down. He didn't plan to go out today, he just wanted to stay at home and wait for the messages on WeChat and Weibo. As many people replied, there must be as many people wanting to get close to him.

Zhao Xiyun went to wash up, and then brought out several large bags of snacks and a bag of melon seeds from the living room and returned to the bed. Before that, the phone rang, and it was a message from Weibo.

He was very excited. In a short period of time, someone came to get close to him, although there were only two.

He silently recited "Amitabha", and opened his eyes with trembling hands.

Comment [-]: "You! I don't even have my signature, how can you have it? It's a lie, right?

Comment [-]: Agree upstairs!My He's signature is a rare item, how could it be possible for you to get it easily?

Zhao Xiyun let out a "Yo Ha", and quickly replied as if he was not convinced: "Why did he drop it, he gave it to me, if you are not convinced, go get it!"

The other party was obviously online, and the second comment quickly replied: "If you have the ability, ask for another one and we will believe it!"

Comment [-] popped up suddenly: "This kind of software can also be used to make signatures, so I'm dubious."

Comment [-]: "I don't believe it either. Besides, this Weibo account is still unranked. Maybe someone came to Weibo to gain a sense of presence."

Zhao Xiyun threw the phone away angrily, threw the pillow on the ground again, kicked the quilt and was unwilling to lift the mattress, he stroked his chest, and said out of breath: "I'm so mad at my father, I'm so mad at my father! The gang doesn’t believe it at all! If you don’t believe me, I’ll take a sneak shot!”

He glanced at the clock, and it was only in the evening. Based on the previous encounters with Helian, he should not be back by this time, but he is not completely sure that he has gone out today.

Zhao Xiyun packed up his clothes and went out. There were eight users on each floor of the apartment building. He planned to go to the third floor first and eavesdrop at the door of the eight houses to see if there was any movement inside.

He took the elevator downstairs and had a stomachache as soon as he stepped out, and also, he just got up and didn't even use the toilet.

So he went to the bathroom on the third floor. The window of the bathroom is always open as long as the weather is good, and the door of the apartment can be clearly seen from above. It took him 15 minutes to solve it. When he came out to wash his hands, he heard the car horn outside. .

It might be a habitual action. Zhao Xiyun walked to the window to look around. It happened to be a familiar body. Although he didn't study the car, he still remembered the car that appeared in this apartment building.

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here!" He couldn't help the joy in his heart, and he lay on the window sill and shouted, "Great myth!"

The car downstairs flashed by, and Zhao Xiyun was afraid of being lost, so he rushed out of the bathroom and went straight to the underground parking lot.

Yesterday's eggs were broken and there was not a single one left. He Lianjiu just went to buy fresh eggs. Now his sensitivity has improved a lot, and he started to pay attention to whether there are familiar and strange guys around him as soon as he got off the car.

Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be there today. It seems that Zhang's signature was given to deal with it.

He walked to the elevator with peace of mind. Since there was no such nagging guy, he could press the fifth floor openly. He pressed it, checked his watch, it was five o'clock, and it was almost time to go back and make dinner.

The elevator slowly went up, and He Lianquan had already imagined the appearance of dinner in his mind, but with a "dang", the elevator seemed to stop.

He looked up, and the floor showed the third floor, but he didn't press it, maybe someone came up.

The door opened, and a voice came out: "Great myth!"

Helian Quen was taken aback, and the egg in his hand almost fell to the ground again. He stared blankly at the person who walked in, and exhaled: "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Xiyun smiled at him: "Wait for you! I pressed it when I saw you come back."

"Wait a minute." Feeling that something was wrong, Helian quickly blocked the elevator door that was about to close, "Thank you so much."

"Hey hey..." Zhao Xiyun scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "You're welcome, you're welcome, it should be."

He Lianquan really didn't want to stay for another half a second. He walked out of the elevator and went straight to the stairs. Zhao Xiyun took out his mobile phone to block the elevator door, and took some handsome photos of Helianquan's back, titled: Back View Killer.

And reminded loudly: "Great myth! There are stairs over there, you are going wrong!"

The author has something to say:

The little black house just came out, so it's so late... But it's so cold today, is it snowing in your place~