October 5, 2016, evening.

In the exquisitely decorated hall, Perilla in pink sexy pajamas and Song Ming in children's suit were discussing how to solve the problem of supper.

"Little brother Song Ming, where do you think you're going to have a meal tonight? This is your territory, so I won't recommend it to my sister?" Zi Su sat on the sofa opposite Song Ming with her legs together without a gap. Her pink pajamas only wrapped around one-third of the base of her thighs.

Song Ming, opposite, was so naked that his eyes were almost glaring out. Sister, don't tease people like this, right? Although the person sitting opposite you was only an eight-year-old child, the body of the eight-year-old child was pretending to be a decades-old soul! Of course, Song Ming shouted in his heart. In fact, this guy doesn't know how to enjoy it now! The child's body sometimes takes advantage, just like now, Sister Zisu obviously only regards him as an ordinary child, otherwise it would be impossible for him to open the door and let him in without changing his clothes.

As he said it was a long story, Song Ming shook his eyes and replied, "Well, I don't know much about this food, only a few of them are steak city, pork belly chicken, beef soup, and seafood porridge. I haven't eaten any other places, so I can't recommend it!" As he answered, Song Ming's eyes kept wandering around Sister Zisu. He sighed in his heart, it's really a shortcoming. Sister Zisu has a mouth-watering look, whether it's a face, body, or round buttocks and thighs, but it's a pity that her breasts are too small.

Zi Su frowned and said in a deep thought: "Why should we order takeout? The Deji burger that your sister and I went to eat the night before had takeout. At that time, I specially recorded the takeout phone number, which can come in handy now!"

"Khan, Deji hamburger takeaway? That thing is okay to eat as snacks, but it seems inappropriate to serve as a main meal!" Song Ming scratched his head and said.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Zi Su fiddled with the new Apple phone in her hand and said, "Or call and ask your sister Fei, see if she has any recommendations?"

"Uh, Sister Zi Su, don't call Sister Fei, you should ask Sister Fei. If you don't care about the trouble, then let's come back to buy vegetables and make it yourself?" Song Ming thought for a while and suggested.

"You can do it?" Zi Su asked incisively.

Song Ming was stunned, shook his head and said he didn't know how to do it, and then said with a shy face: "Isn't this the one with you with Sister Zi Su?"

"I won't do it either!" Zi Su replied without hesitation.

"Uh..." Song Ming blinked his eyes a few times and said awkwardly: "Sister Zisu, you are a girl, how can you not know how to cook?"

Zi Su glanced at Song Ming strangely and said, "What era is this? It is amazing for girls today to know how to cook. For example, sister Ben and sister Yifei, they have always been free from the spring water. They hate the smell of oil smoke in the kitchen, so they refuse to cook."

"Why is this happening? Has the world changed? I remember there is a saying that if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab a man's stomach first. Sister Zi Su, don't you agree with this?" Song Ming asked in confusion.

Zi Su burst into laughter when she heard this. Her legs, which had been closed together without any gap, were slightly loosened, then she slowly lifted her right leg and folded it onto her left leg, and then threw a charming eye towards Song Ming. The whole process was flowing and full of temptation. After doing all this, Zi Su said with a smile: "Little Brother Song Ming, do you think with my sister's charm, you still need to grab his stomach first to grasp a man's heart?"

Looking at Sister Zi Su who was standing sideways, the arc of the round buttocks perfectly highlighted because of the overlapping legs, Song Ming's eyes couldn't move away at this moment. What was particularly tricky was that the pink pajama that could only wrap three pieces of one thigh was slid up a little, giving Song Ming a feeling that the hem of the pajama was lifting up a little, and the obvious black little inside inside had to be exposed. It was really tempting and tempting.

When Song Ming heard Sister Zi Su’s question again, he immediately said with a trembling face: “No need, Sister Zi Su, you can even hook a man’s soul away directly. Can his heart run away?”

Zi Su was in a good mood when she heard this and laughed: "You guy is indeed sweet-mouthed, but my sister likes to hear these words!"

Finally, the two discussed for a while and ordered the takeaway from Deji hamburger. According to Zi Su, my sister is too lazy to go out now. She first gets a burger and fried chicken to eat, and then go out for a midnight snack in the evening!

After calling the takeaway, Zi Su went into the bedroom and carried her apple laptop out. While surfing the Internet, she chatted with Song Ming. After about half an hour, the takeaway came over.

Zisu hadn't changed her pajamas yet, so she went back to the bedroom to get the money to Song Ming, and then she hid inside and couldn't come out. Although Song Ming felt a little embarrassed when he received the money, who made him only eight years old now, and he was only over ten yuan on his body, and he couldn't afford to pay the bill even if he wanted to pay. However, when his royalties were paid next month, this would not happen again.

Three minutes later.

Song Ming, wearing disposable gloves, grabbed a spicy fried chicken wing and started gnawing. Seeing that Sister Zisu opposite was holding her laptop to surf the Internet even when she was eating, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Sister Zisu, what are you playing? Put the laptop aside and finish eating before playing!"

Zi Su also grabbed a spicy fried chicken wing and nibbled it. Hearing the words, "It's a matter in the novel. I've told you that you don't understand every family."

"What's going on in the novel?" Song Ming said in surprise: "Sister Zisu, you have been reading novels all the time, right?"

Zi Su lowered her head and took a sip of the Coke placed on the table, then explained: "It's not reading, it's management, well, it's just helping the novel author manage book reviews. Do you understand what you say?"

Cough cough... Song Ming was choked by Coke and asked with wide eyes: "Have you helped the novel author manage Piaotianwen novels?"

When Song Ming heard this, he sweated deeply, put down the Coke in his hand, and smiled awkwardly: "Well, I didn't peek at it, but looked openly, my parents knew about it."

"No way? Your parents are so open-minded? They don't care if you read novels so underestimated?" Zi Su looked at Song Ming with a look of doubt.

"It's true, I... I just check it out occasionally, and it won't affect my studies..." Song Ming said embarrassedly.

Zi Su obviously didn't believe his explanation, but she didn't continue to ask him about his meaning.

"Well, Sister Zi Su, what novel are you helping with?" Song Ming sucked in Coke and asked curiously.

Zi Su picked up a tissue in his left hand and wiped his lips with some oil stains, then said, "I've read all historical novels, I'm afraid they're not the kind you like to read, and you may not know if you say it!"

"Historical novel?" Song Ming blinked desperately, thinking that it wouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

"Well, it is the most popular online novel recently, called "The Promotion of the Ming Dynasty". Do you know this book?" Zi Su asked without much hope.

It's such a coincidence I'm going!!!

The moment she heard the title of the book, Song Ming didn't know what she felt at this moment.

Seeing Song Ming's shocked expression, Zi Su was also stunned and asked, "What? Do you know this book?"

Not only know, sister, this was originally written by me! Song Ming was deeply moved. It was a coincidence that he had made a book. As the deputy moderator of "The Promotion of the Ming Dynasty" and a woman who is so beautiful, who else can be there besides that "sister is a great beauty"?

"Yes, I know this book, and I have read it recently!" Although Song Ming had guessed Zi Su's identity, of course he would not easily reveal his identity. Just think that everyone is a book friend of "The Promotion of the Ming Dynasty"!

"...ah? Do you read such a history book too?" Zi Su was really surprised. In her eyes, Song Ming was only an eight-year-old child. Even if he reads novels at such an age, he should read those game comic novels!

"Isn't this book written very well? Why can't I read it?" Song Ming asked pretending to be confused.

"This book is of course well written, there is no doubt that it is. I am just curious that you can read such books at a young age, and it is so rare." Zi Su said in admiration.

Song Ming heard a black thread, and it turned out that in the eyes of this sister Zi Su, he was suitable for reading some villain books!

Then, perhaps because everyone found a common topic, the two started chatting about the book "The Promotion of the Ming Dynasty", talking about the characters and some interesting things in the book review area. Before they knew it, the things had been eaten up and the night had already arrived. As the two were chatting, for some reason, Zi Su extended the topic to the author of the book "The Promotion of the Ming Dynasty"...
Chapter completed!