That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

After a meal, Tan Sen looked at Ye Zimo with admiration.

After all, his culinary skills are much, much better than his brother's, which suits his taste.

Still, that remains to be seen.

After the meal, Tan Sen stopped Ye Zimo and asked him to go to the study with him, saying that he wanted to "talk" with him.

Tan's mother looked puzzled: "Xiao Mori, what's the matter with you today? How can you be so rude to the guests?"

Tan Sen looked at Tan's mother hesitantly, with a heartbroken expression on his face: "You don't understand."

Mother Tan was puzzled, and turned to look at Tan Miao, who looked up at the ceiling, pretending not to know anything.

Tan Sen climbed the stairs exhausted, thinking: How can I, as an elder brother, do the parent's work first?

The two talked for a long time in the study, until it was getting dark.

At the same time, Mother Tan and Tan Miao were tidying up the guest bedroom together so that Ye Zimo could move in.

Tan's mother rummaged while rummaging through the box: "I don't have a spare new pajamas..."

Tan Miao paused while laying the bed sheets, and coughed lightly: "I have."

Mother Tan wondered: "It's not very good, is it?"

Tan Miao: "He won't mind."

Tan's mother glared at him: "How do you know that people don't mind?"

Tan Miao didn't speak, just raised her hand and touched her nose.

Tan's mother searched for a while, but still couldn't find it.

Because the Tan family is really out of the way, usually relatives or people from the same village come to visit and go back when the time comes. There are very few guests who come to stay overnight, and Tan Miao didn't tell in advance, so she didn't make preparations.

In the end, Mother Tan had no choice but to take out Tan Miao's clean pajamas and "grievance" the guests.

But obviously, the guest didn't feel wronged.

Ye Zimo, who had finished talking with Tan Sen and came to the guest room, held the pajamas in his hands, looked down at the deliveryman in front of him slightly, and said with a half-smile: "Your?"

Tan Miao nodded in embarrassment: "Yes."

The corner of Ye Zimo's mouth hooked up, and he smiled meaningfully: "Then I have reason to suspect that you didn't let me bring clothes here on purpose?"

Annoyed, Tan Miao reached out to snatch the clothes back: "Would you like to wear it or not."

Ye Zimo dodged lightly: "Of course."

After speaking, she began to take off her clothes on the spot and wanted to change. Tan Miao looked away, but she still couldn't help looking there from the corner of her eye.

Ye Zimo chuckled: "If you want to see it, you can be generous, I don't mind."

Tan Miao muttered, "Who wants to watch it?"

Ye Zimo put on her pajamas with her thin upper body naked, and stretched out her hand generously to untie the belt around her waist. Tan Miao turned sideways in a hurry and began to change the subject: "What did my brother tell you?"

Ye Zimo smiled, and answered the wrong question: "Your brother cares about you very much."

Tan Miao tentatively asked, "Did he make things difficult for you?"

Ye Zimo shook his head: "No, it's just a casual chat." He put on his pajama pants and looked at Tan Miao: "Do you want to continue to watch me take a shower?"

Tan Miao turned and left without thinking, "Don't look."

Ye Zimo laughed softly behind him.

Tan Miao walked out of the guest bedroom, only to realize that he had been taken out by Ye Zimo. He shrugged and planned to ask Tan Sen, but his brother was being taught by his mother, with a look of lovelessness on his face, Tan Miao silently Walk away and get into the guest bedroom again.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Tan Miao, having nothing to do, simply turned on the computer in the guest bedroom and played games.

Because there are many rooms, and the Tan family is relatively rich, the master bedroom, second bedroom, guest bedroom and study are basically equipped with computers.

Tan Miao played the chicken eating game that has become popular recently as usual. After playing for a while, the sound of water in the bathroom disappeared. Tan Miao knew that it was Ye Zimo who had finished the shower, but in the game he was already close to the final round and was busy running Poison, I can't turn back.

The footsteps gradually approached, and Ye Zimo's cold voice sounded: "It's almost time to eat chicken."

Tan Miao let out a "huh" and found a relatively safe place near the circle to prepare to snipe.

Not long after, he really told him to catch a little cutie who was running poisonously, Tan Miao opened the [-]x mirror, and took a snipe——

Missed.

The little cutie hasn't noticed it yet, and continues to run in a straight line. Tan Miao aims at the moving target unwillingly, and makes another snipe——

Not yet.

This time, the little cutie finally found out that someone had beaten him, but he was rather reckless, stopped for a while and continued running in panic.

Tan Miao clicked his tongue and was about to come again, when his right hand was suddenly covered by someone.

Tan Miao:?

"That's not how the [-]x mirror works." Ye Zimo's voice sounded in his ears.

As he said, he grabbed Tan Miao's hand, aimed at the moving target, previewed it in advance, and then shot——

The little cutie fell to the ground.

Ye Zimo withdrew his hand: "Aim first before opening the mirror, remember to preview."

Tan Miao manipulated the character and got down on the spot: "Can you still play this?"

Ye Zimo wrote lightly: "Let's dabble a little bit."

"Big Brother, Big Brother." Tan Miao said as she turned her head away, and what caught her eyes was Ye Zimo's naked upper body.

He hadn't dried his body yet, water droplets rolled on his tight skin, and Xu Xu was next to Tan Miao, soaking his clothes, and the damp breath enveloped Tan Miao's whole body.

Tan Miao watched Ye Zimo quickly sticking to her abdominal muscles, and her Adam's apple subconsciously rolled up and down.

He hastily lowered his eyes, and then saw that only a bath towel was loosely tied around his waist, revealing the imaginative mermaid lines and dangerous areas.

Tan Miao turned her head away: "It's winter, can you put on some clothes?"

"Huh?" Ye Zimo stood upright, "It's not cold."

Tan Miao looked up at him, Ye Zimo looked down at him with a half-smile, his black hair was still dripping, full of temptation under the dim light.

Tan Miao was short of breath.

"I'll get you a hair dryer." After speaking, he got up and ran away from this place that made him a little out of breath.

Ye Zimo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and looked down at the screen that was flashing green light, which indicated that the character was in the poison circle, so he just sat down and helped Tan Miao continue playing.

When Tan Miao came back with a hair dryer, Ye Zimo was looking for the last person with a rifle/gun.

Subconsciously, Tan Miao lightened her steps and held her breath.

Ye Zimo was flying with his left hand, pressing the mouse constantly to ensure that the character would not become a fixed rake, and he was also moving the mouse with his right hand to observe various directions.

"Right!" Tan Miao noticed "Voldemort" sharply, and immediately reminded Ye Zimo.

The latter turned the gun head without hesitation, and fired continuously at the ground.

Game Over.

Tan Miao was relieved, plugged in the plug, turned on the hair dryer with a click, and happily read out a few words that popped up in the upper left corner: "Good luck, chicken tonight."

Ye Zimo didn't know what to think of, suddenly chuckled, and said something, which was covered by the sound of the hair dryer.

Tan Miao didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Ye Zimo raised his voice a bit: "Well, I really want to eat chicken too."

Tan Miao was stunned for a moment, but Fuzhi understood what he meant, his ears turned red, and he directly adjusted the wind power and temperature to the maximum, blowing violently at Ye Zimo's head.

Ye Zimo smiled lowly and let him fiddle with it.

After drying, Tan Miao couldn't help snoring his hair twice, Ye Zimo also followed him in a good temper, but after Tan Miao put away the hair dryer, she caught off guard and pulled him over and pressed him on his lap.

"Thank you Tan Xiaomiao for your thoughtful service." Ye Zimo put his arms around his slender waist: "How do I repay you?"

Tan Miao smirked: "Forget it, I don't leave a name for my good deeds."

"How can this be done?" Ye Zimo raised an eyebrow, "I'm very grateful to you."

As he spoke, he raised his arm and stretched it behind his neck: "How about a physical promise?"

Before Tan Miao could answer, Ye Zimo had already sealed his lips, forcibly "repaying".

Tan Miao struggled symbolically a few times, and then resigned herself to it.

At first, his hand was still supporting Ye Zimo's chest, but it didn't take long before it limply pressed against him.

When it was hard to restrain myself, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Although it's a holiday, you should also pay attention to the time. Don't play too late and disturb the rest of the guests. Did you hear Xiao Miao?"

Tan Miao woke up with a jolt, and hurriedly replied: "Well, I know..."

As soon as the words came out, he hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

His voice was too soft, it didn't sound right.

Tan Miao quickly coughed heavily, and hastily added: "I know Mom, I'll sleep right away."

Ye Zimo laughed softly, and then was hammered.

Tan Miao jumped off him, and stood awkwardly to hide her embarrassing reaction: "Then I'll go back to the bedroom first."

Ye Zimo wrapped a bath towel around his waist, without his scruples, he sat openly: "Go."

Tan Miao snorted, "Don't you want to keep it?"

Ye Zimo smiled: "It's the first time you come to your house, you should keep a low profile." He got up and pressed Tan Miao's forehead while talking: "I want to make a good impression on my future mother-in-law."

Tan Miao paused, but swallowed back the sentence "Actually, she doesn't think too much about it".

After lying on the bed, Ye Zimo thought about it, and turned off the bedside lamp that Tan Miao specially left for him.

He was just getting a little sleepy when there was a slight movement at the door.

Ye Zimo was startled for a moment before realizing something.

In the dark, Tan Miao touched it: "Are you asleep?"

Ye Zimo sighed silently, stretched out his hand to hold him: "I'm fine."

Taking advantage of the situation, Tan Miao snuggled into his bed with a smile, "It's the first time you come to my house, how can I not make you feel at home?"

He kissed the corner of Ye Zimo's mouth: "Don't worry, my family members are all asleep, and I didn't find out. It won't damage your image, don't worry."

Ye Zimo couldn't bear it anymore, turned over and pressed Tan Miao under him, and hugged him like a treasure after getting enough intimacy: "I'm very lucky."

Tan Miao patted him on the back: "That's right, how caring I am."

Ye Zimo couldn't help laughing: "That's right, you have thoughtfully prepared pajamas for me."

Tan Miao glared at him: "You think too much, I really don't think you need to carry too much luggage."

Ye Zimo said to himself: "Well, it's quite comfortable and warm."

Tan Miao: "Hi!"

……

Early the next morning, Tan Miao got up, sneaked back to her bedroom, tidied up slowly, and went out pretending to be nonchalant.

Ye Zimo also just left the door, the two greeted each other, and smiled at each other tacitly.

As soon as they arrived at the restaurant, they saw that Tan Sen had finished eating and was getting up to get dressed, as if planning to go out.

"Brother, where are you going?" Tan Miao asked casually.

Tan Sen hurriedly replied "I have something to do" and left.

Tan Miao didn't know why, but Ye Zimo smiled and calmly went to help Tan Miao get breakfast.

What Tan Miao didn't expect was that in the afternoon, Wu Wenkai's hacking incident, which was thought to have come to an end, caused another big disturbance.