"Let's take a bath together~" Xu Youyu squeezed in with a smile and hugged Ying Chanxi's petite body, "We haven't bathed together for a long time, right? It's rare that Li Luo and Zhu Sheng are not here today, so I'll help you rub it.

Carry it~"

"No, don't...senior sister..." Ying Chanxi blushed and whispered, "Rub your back...why do you want to touch here...don't..."

"You should get more massage here in Xixi, so that you can grow up." Xu Youyu hugged Ying Chanxi from behind and said with a smile.

At this time, Ying Chanxi's face was already flushed.

She really wanted to tell Xu Youyu that she was still talking to Li Luo on her mobile phone.

But when she thought that this would reveal that she was on the phone with Li Luo while taking a shower, Ying Chanxi stopped talking again.

No, no!

So embarrassing!

If the senior sister knew that she liked to talk to Li Luo on the phone and listen to the sound of her bathing while she was taking a bath, then it would be better to just let her find a piece of tofu and hit her to death.

But now... Ying Chanxi blushed with embarrassment, turned around, and quickly pushed Xu Youyu away a little: "Senior sister, let me rub your back. You, turn around."

On the other side of the phone, Li Luo was completely silent at this time, and felt that his whole body was extremely hot.

In my bathroom, I was taking a bath with a bamboo sheng.

On the other end of the phone was Xixi and her senior sister who were taking a shower together.

Although he often passed by the bathroom door when they were taking a shower, he had never suffered like this.

At this moment, the most sensible thing to do is to hang up the phone immediately.

But for a normal boy, making such a decision is really against human nature.

Besides...if Ying Chanxi really didn't want him to listen, she could secretly hang up the phone.

Since he didn’t hang up, doesn’t that mean he acquiesced?

Li Luo thought so shamelessly.

It can only be said that when a man is attracted to someone, he will always try his best to find all kinds of reasons and excuses for himself.

Li Luo is no exception.

However, after Ying Chanxi, who was shy, got used to it for a while, her mind became a little clearer, and she finally thought of the option of hanging up the phone.

So to Li Luo's regret, Ying Chanxi secretly hung up the phone midway.

…

"Li Luo, I've finished washing."

When Yan Zhusheng came out of the bathroom, Li Luo was already sitting at the desk, typing on the keyboard with a serious look on his face. His creative desire seemed very strong, and he kept typing away.

Yan Zhusheng changed into new clothes, her hair was wet and hanging down. After taking off her slippers at the end of the bed, she climbed all the way from the end of the bed to the head of the bed and came to Li Luo's side.

Then she turned her back, facing Li Luo with her long hair, turned her head and said, "Can you blow it for me?"

"Oh." Li Luo responded, stopped what he was doing, took out the free hair dryer in the room from the drawer, turned sideways to Yan Zhusheng, who was sitting on the bed, "Sit still and don't move, I will blow it for you."

"Where's Xixi's phone number?" Yan Zhusheng asked curiously, "Have you finished talking?"

When Yan Zhusheng mentioned this, Li Luo seemed to think of Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi's playfulness and laughter in the bathroom, and couldn't help but show respect.

However, he quickly calmed down, coughed twice, and then said: "Well, we're done talking for now. Let me blow dry your hair first. After that, you can go back to your room and go to bed."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded.

But after Li Luo finished blow-drying her hair, she burrowed directly into the bed, revealing only a pair of eyes and blinking at Li Luo: "You go take a shower, I'll go to bed first."

"Didn't you just say that?" Li Luo looked at Yan Zhusheng who got into his bed without hesitation, and suddenly his head was full of black lines, "You can't keep your word, right?"

"You said you wanted me to go back to my room." Yan Zhusheng blinked and said innocently, "But I slept here yesterday, so this is my room, and I still have the room card."

Li Luo opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute. After being silenced for a moment, he said again: "...then don't you also have the room card for Xu Yinghuan's room?"

"It's gone now." Yan Zhusheng pointed to the trousers he had changed into, "When Huanhuan gave me clothes just now, I gave her the room card. Now I only have your room card in my trouser pocket."

"Did you do this on purpose?" Li Luo's eyes widened when he heard this.

"No, it's all Huanhuan's fault." Yan Zhusheng blinked with innocent big eyes, "She was in a hurry when she gave me clothes. She forgot to take the key card in the room, so she had to take mine away.

Already."

Li Luo: "..."

"Huanhuan is probably asleep now." Yan Zhusheng whispered, "If I go back, I have to wake her up and open the door for me."

Li Luo: "..."

"I also slept here yesterday. It doesn't matter if I sleep here again today, right?" Yan Zhusheng said again.

Li Luo: "..."

"Li Luo..." Yan Zhusheng carefully looked at Li Luo's face, then stretched out one foot from the bed, gently rubbed his thigh, and said softly, "Why don't you take a shower first?"

…

On the second floor, in Xu Yinghuan's room.

Xu Yinghuan, who was about to enjoy the privilege of living alone in a double room again, had finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed looking at her mobile phone.

The page of "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" was displayed on the screen of her mobile phone, and she was reading the first chapter of this novel with great interest.

Xu Yinghuan immediately became interested when she saw that the protagonist had just traveled through time and arrived at the concert of Mo Qinghan, known as the Little Queen.

Especially when I think that Mo Qinghan is based on her good friend Yan Zhusheng, and the male protagonist Li Yang is Li Luo, the sense of immersion in reading the book instantly fills me up.

But unlike most male readers, Xu Yinghuan read this book from the third perspective of a bystander, and happily kissed Mo Yang CP.

Even at the beginning, the relationship between Li Yang and Mo Qinghan was just that of a concert audience and a singer, and their interaction with each other was limited to that of strangers they just met.

But Xu Yinghuan was still able to detect the smell of sugar out of thin air from some clues.

Especially when she thought of Yan Zhusheng at this moment, staying in Li Luo's room, and the two of them were doing some shameful things, Xu Yinghuan couldn't help biting her lips, and said to the next two chapters of the novel

The interaction between the characters is even more exciting.

But I don't know what happened.

I don’t know if it’s because I caught a cold while taking a shower.

While lying in bed and reading a novel, Xu Yinghuan sneezed from time to time, feeling as if she had a cold.

But even so, it did not affect her enthusiasm for reading novels.

Only after reading the first few chapters and gradually entering the subsequent plot, and Shen Dongdong and Jiang Mingyue also appeared one after another, Xu Yinghuan finally came back to her senses.

This step on the horse is not Li Luo's euphemistic love for Yan Zhusheng!

It's obviously Li Luo's wolfish ambition to have three boats!

Scumbag!

…

The other side.

In the room on the third floor.

Kong Junxiang sat at his desk, holding his mobile phone and watching the beginning of "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" again, and then he couldn't help but sigh.

He looked through the performance of "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" on various rankings.

Ranked fifth in the monthly vote list.

Ranked sixth on the best-selling list.

The only ones who can be ranked in front of him are platinum master level authors.

Even below him, many great gods, Platinum Gold, have been stepped on by him.

As for this achievement... Judging from the information from the group of Poujie writers that Kong Junxiang occasionally hangs out with on weekdays, this can no longer be summed up by just "excellent".

It can definitely be called a "phenomenal" evaluation.

As for the author of such a book, even if Kong Junxiang revealed it to his group of desperate authors, no one would believe it.

What could he say?

Tell others that Xianyan is his student, and he is still a minor who is about to enter his second year of high school?

Normal people would probably only think that he is a psychopath after hearing this.

But now the facts are before him, and he cannot question them.

To be honest, when he usually reads novels, he never pays much attention to the author. Many times after reading an online article, he doesn't even remember the author.

After all, it is just a piece of reading for entertainment. You can read it in a relaxing way and then throw it aside.

This was the first time that he paid so much attention to the author of an online article.

"Are you reading novels again?"

Ding Xiang, who had just finished taking a bath, walked out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel and curiously approached Kong Junxiang. Seeing him sighing and sighing, she couldn't help but asked curiously, "What's going on with you today? You always feel weird."
To be continued...