C19 Don't Think about Love

Xia Youyou looked at the phone in her hand that was hung up and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Rolling in bed... How was she going to roll in the sheets?

Xia Youyou thought of what she had done after getting drunk and seemed to have some inspiration.

She did not expect that one day, she would have to rely on that mysophobic man to think of how to roll in bed. It was really too shameful.

However, his figure, the smell of his body, the touch of his skin, the beautiful muscle lines, and the faintly discernible protrusions were indeed quite attractive.

Xia Youyou, you are indeed a big pervert!

Recalling the Lin Ziyan that she had observed the past two days, Xia Youyou blushed and started typing on the computer.

After writing for an entire afternoon, Xia Youyou had finally finished writing all the scripts that she owed.

She nervously sent the documents to the editor in an email. Xia Youyou waited with anticipation for the editor's reply.

QQ's special message popped up on the computer. Xia Youyou immediately opened the dialog box.

"It's not bad. Where did you go for social practice?" After the editor praised her, he even sent an emoticon that you know.

"Nothing, I just had a flash of inspiration." Xia Youyou was looking forward to seeing Lin Ziyan's figure again.

"Keep it up. Hurry up and make up for what happened today. We will hand in the draft the day after tomorrow. You don't want to be deducted from the script fee, do you?"

"Thank you, Chief Editor, for giving me more time. I will do my best!"

After being praised, Xia Youyou felt a little light-headed. She started to type on the keyboard again.

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening. Xia Youyou stretched and prepared to go downstairs to buy a bowl of instant noodles. She also threw away the garbage that she had cleaned up today.

She hummed a tune as she entered the stairwell. The elevator stopped on this floor. The elevator door opened and it was indeed Lin Ziyan inside.

She did not know if he had just finished exercising or not, but he was wearing a tight t-shirt. Under his sweaty clothes, the lines of his muscles were clearly outlined.

Lin Ziyan looked at Xia Youyou, who was wearing a nightdress and holding a piece of trash. She was still swallowing her saliva, and he frowned.

"Why are you dressed like an aunty when you come out of the door?" Lin Ziyan looked at Xia Youyou's flip-flop in disgust, but fortunately, she was wearing undergarments this time.

"My nightdress can be worn externally. I'm not going to tell you anymore. I'm going to miss the time when the trash is thrown out." Xia Youyou squeezed into the elevator and urged Lin Ziyan to leave.

Lin Ziyan looked at the slowly closing elevator door and fell into deep thought about what kind of reason he would use to buy her clothes that could be seen.

In fact, Xia Youyou's face turned red when she saw Lin Ziyan now, especially Lin Ziyan who had just finished exercising. She really wanted it.

Xia Youyou knocked on her head and knocked away all the bed scenes that she had written in the afternoon.

Lin Yue is your boss, not someone you can casually fantasize about. Besides, he is a gay who likes Lin Ziyan.

If Lin Ziyan knew that his restraint and forbearance towards Xia Youyou, who had been drugged that night, had been treated as a lack of sexual interest towards the opposite sex, but a homosexual who liked "Lin Ziyan," he would probably want to use practice to prove whether he could do it or not.

Xia Youyou ran out of the elevator with a red face all the way to the garbage dump site.

"Hey, hey, hey, little girl. What kind of garbage are you?" A middle-aged woman with a volunteer's armband stopped Xia Youyou.

"Huh? I don't think I'm that much of a trash." Xia Youyou did not have time to react to what the auntie was referring to. She thought that the thoughts in her head were already showing on her face.

"Aiyo, I am talking about the trash in your hands." The auntie took the garbage bag from Xia Youyou's hands.

Xia Youyou had deliberately categorized them when she was cleaning. They were basically all dust and cotton, and the bags containing the grain and oil that she had opened in the afternoon were all thrown into the bucket that was used to dry the garbage.

"Well done, young lady. Keep it up." The aunty nodded in satisfaction. "But the young lady looks a little unfamiliar. Did she just move in?"

"Yes, that's right." Xia Youyou nodded her head, not knowing why the aunty asked her this question.

"You are young and beautiful. It is better to find a job honestly. Don't always think about love."

The reason the aunty said that was because this neighborhood was considered to be very high-end and the security work was very comprehensive. Hence, many big bosses treated this place as a place to hide their affection.

She saw that Xia Youyou had never come out of her house before and she did not dress like a child from a rich family. Furthermore, she was quite pure and pretty. Naturally, she was categorized into the category of Second Milk.

She just felt that this child was still young and her eyes were bright. She did not want this child to go astray like this.

Xia Youyou's face immediately turned red. Was her feelings towards Lin Yue really that obvious?

Even the auntie who categorized trash volunteers could tell?

"Sorry, I won't think about it randomly." Xia Youyou quickly bowed, feeling ashamed for her lustful thoughts.

The aunty was at a loss. Why did she still apologize? She simply laughed and fooled her.

Xia Youyou dejectedly walked to the convenience store. She stood at the door and blew on the cold air for a while before recovering from the blow just now.

"Miss, do you need anything?" The salesperson could not stand Xia Youyou who was blocking the door and blowing cold air. He got up and asked her.

People who could live in this neighborhood would not lack cold air, right? Or was it some big boss who took a fancy to this poor girl and even brought the bad habits of this country bumpkin here?

But she was indeed quite pretty.

Only then did Xia Youyou realize that her behavior was inappropriate. She hurriedly bought a bowl of instant noodles and asked the waiter for hot water.

The waiter gave her a pot of hot water rather disrespectfully. She was indeed a poor girl.

After being a waiter in a high-end neighborhood for a long time, she also felt that she had become noble.

However, Xia Youyou did not care about her strange gaze. She just sat by the window seat.

She sat in the convenience store and quietly waited for the instant noodles to be ready. She bought a few more kebabs and ate them. After that, Xia Youyou finally threw away the dirty scene that she had imagined in the afternoon.

However, the consequence of this was that she was completely speechless when she returned to her room. She could not continue writing even if she thought hard.

"Damn it! What exactly is the life of a CEO?" Xia Youyou gave up on the idea and laid on the bed to read Lin Ziyan's writing.

A big shot was indeed a big shot. The things he wrote made people want to continue reading. His writing was also quite good, and the plot was also heartwarming.

It seemed that it was wishful thinking for her to put down her big words and say that as long as she was Lin Ziyan, she would be able to write anything that would make her famous.

No one would be able to succeed for no reason, so he had to work even harder!

Xia Youyou encouraged herself and continued to write.