You Sound Sleepy

The next morning, when Lin Mian received a call from the editor, the thriller film in front of him happened to be the ending song.

At this time in the past, Ms. Mu Mian was still in the stage of compensatory sleep, but the editor called this morning and was picked up without ringing twice. The editor glanced at the time and asked in amazement: "Teacher, why did you get up so early today?"

Lin Mian was curled up in the quilt at the moment, leaning against the head of the bed wrapped in the quilt. She poked her chin out of the bed, turned off the TV, and retracted her head under the bed again: "I didn't fall asleep last night."

Although the voice was muffled, it sounded unusually awake.

"Teacher, you didn't sleep all night?" Some time ago, Mr. Mu Mian's creation was in a bottleneck period. It is common to stay up late three days. The editor remembered his merciless reminder two days ago, and suddenly felt that his conscience was overwhelmed, so he softened his tone, "Is it still drawing? The new issue is not in a hurry, and it will be fine next month..."

"No," the dedicated Mumian teacher replied slowly, "I'm learning German."

"..."

The editor gritted his teeth, was silent for a moment, and went straight to the subject in a gentle voice: "Teacher, we want to open a column interview for you in the next issue of the magazine. I want to ask when you are free next week?"

"If you are free, teacher, I will bring two assistants over for interviews and take a group of photos by the way." In public, Mr. Mu Mian has never appeared in the mirror with his true appearance. The editor added, "It's Dai Masks."

A phone call made by the editor finally awakened Lin Mian from a semi-conscious state of confusion. After hanging up the phone, she struggled with her quilt for a while before getting up from the bed.

After washing, Lin Mian went to the kitchen to cook porridge. Taking advantage of the free time for cooking porridge, she put her head on the glass door of the kitchen, closed her eyes and took a nap, only then did the perception of nerve endings return to reality a little bit.

She last night...

Lin Mian blushed and recalled the scene where he borrowed wine to take advantage of the clear words, and then thought of the German translation on the watch box, thinking about the broken glass.

If you look at the two things alone, you can also explain that the words on the watch box are a misunderstanding, but she just delivered the watch and turned her head and licked his finger while eating French food.

I want...you...

In this way, to make Que Qingyan feel that the words on the watch box are a coincidence, it is simply an insult to his cognition.

But Lin Mian blushed, but his heart was open.

It is an indisputable fact that she has been wrong about Que Qingyan. The two events yesterday... just made the crime more conclusive.

Lin Mian leaned on the glass door and continued to recall. When he sent her back last night, he seemed to have said a word.

At that time Lin Mianjiu was drunk in a daze, and the ends of his eyes were soft and crimson. In order to prevent Que Qingyan from treating herself as a child, she was able to drink alcohol to her face. She did not expect that after being drunk, she would be more clingy than a child. When she got out of the elevator door, she held onto his shirt cuff.

Even if she was drunk, she was subconsciously afraid of the other person being angry, and her sleeves were not too tight.

Que Qingyan had his sleeves squeezed all the way, and when he saw the other person opening the apartment door, he also touched the key with one hand, while the other hand was still pulling him slightly, and he didn't mean to let go.

Lin Mian was still looking for the key in a trance and half earnestly, so he heard the man call her: "Lin Mian."

She turned around and looked up at him, Que Qingyan leaned over, picked out the key from the pile of debris in her hand, and then opened the door of the apartment in front of him.

There was a gap in the door. He didn't push the door, and put the key back in her palm. He glanced over, his eyebrows could not distinguish between joy and anger, and asked calmly, "Do you want me to enter the door with me?"

The meaning of asking this is to let Lin Mian let go.

No matter how restrained and powerful Que Qingyan was, he didn't ask himself to be so glamorous. Lin Mian was drunk late at night, or in front of his adult opposite sex, whether it was accidentally or intentionally, it was a kind of teasing.

But when the words reached Lin Mian's ears, through the nerves paralyzed by alcohol, they were translated into a common question without subtext.

So Lin Mian let go, blinked and stared at each other, and then answered aloud after a long silence.

Her ears were red and her voice was extremely weak, but she said very calmly: "I thought..."

"..."

Que Qingyan's voice sounded after a few seconds, calmly and slowly, saying: "When you wake up tomorrow morning, come up and look for me."

…

Lin Mian's head was still on the kitchen glass door, and slowly closed his eyes and squatted down.

She all...

Finally recalling the words of Que Qingyan, Lin Mian didn't even drink the porridge, and poured himself three cups of water to reduce the heat. Without delay, he went upstairs with a thumping heart with a thumping heart.

I said before that I want to chase people in a curve. Counting the things she has done these days, it is simply outrageous.

Before Que Qingyan opened the door, Lin Mian reflected on himself in his heart and scolded himself twice.

To be roundabout and reserved, to be calm...

Can't hold back, can't chase people...

Not long after, the door was opened.

Lin Mian's gaze slowly moved up from the man's finger on the doorknob, and met his dark and deep gaze.

"..." Lin Mian swallowed all the thoughts and words he had brewed, and said quietly for a long time, "Professor Que..."

"Sorry, I was drunk last night. To you," Lin Mian couldn't speak, his ears were redder, and his breath was weak. "I did something to you...Don't take it to heart, I am not..."

Listening to the tone in this sentence, it seemed that he had really done something very rebellious to him.

Que Qingyan said "Yeah" and asked casually: "What did you do?"

Lin Mianmo.

How can she answer this...

Lin Mian was so embarrassed that she wanted to pierce the ground in front of Que Qingyan. She couldn't control her face that was gradually warming up and became hot. She held back and said, "I didn't intend to..." She originally wanted to say that she didn't intend to occupy him. It's cheap, but I really don't want to lie to him anymore, so I swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Everyone knows her careful thoughts. If she said it was not intentional, who would believe it?

After a pause, Lin Mian changed the subject: "I was drunk and didn't pay the bill for the dinner yesterday. I count... I owe you a meal." Her heart tightened, and she said, "Otherwise, otherwise, when you are free, I will ask you again."

Que Qingyan stared at her for a few seconds, pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, and finally lost his laughter.

I was ashamed of this situation, and I still had the strength to stretch out my paw and scratch him again.

After Lin Mian thief said these words unfailingly, the other party was silent.

She was in a panic, regretting it, and said to her heart that she had told herself thousands of times to keep her breath, but she couldn't help it when she saw him, and she became addicted.

It's only strange if he can agree to such an inch.

Just thinking about it, the other party said aloud.

"It's just right," Que Qingyan replied calmly, "I'm free today."

Que Min didn't expect Que Qingyan to really bring people over.

The private club is built on the hillside in the suburbs, surrounded by the red and yellow autumn scenery. The interior decoration of the club is expensive and strictly controlled. Whether it is a gentry or a celebrity, no one can use a mobile phone.

Que Min's mobile phone was not around, and he didn't receive the news in advance, knowing that he was playing snooker with Cheng Ze in the billiards room when the person came.

The black ball went into the hole. Cheng Ze handed the club to the woman in the purple skirt. He went to the small bar and poured a glass of wine. He raised a glass and laughed: "Quinn's skills are much better than me. If he is here, you will It’s not me who complains."

Que Min also put down his club and smiled back: "When did I blame you? It's just that I lost two games, let alone how stingy I am."

"My uncle won't let anyone play a ball," Cheng Yishan, who was sitting by the bar, put down her cup, behaved gracefully, and said to Que Min, "If I were Sister Min, I wouldn't want to fight with you."

This niece of my own has been infatuated with Que Qingyan for a long time, and she does everything possible to make a good impression on others, so it is normal to please Que Min.

Que Min didn't say anything.

When Cheng Ze wanted to connect with Que Min for his niece, she went to get to know this Miss Cheng. The private life of the latter was very messy when she was studying in the United States, but she concealed her innocence after returning to China. Que Min It was not very pleasing to see her at the first glance.

But last time the little girl was...

Cheng Ze didn't care when he heard that, and he hugged the woman in the purple skirt next to him, joking meaningfully: "Quinn won't let anyone play, you'll know when he comes."

Cheng Yishan ignored him and asked Que Min: "Sister Min, when will Que Young come?"

Que Min smiled without answering.

Yesterday, Que Min asked sideways about what Que Qingyan had brought, but the other party didn't say a word, didn't say it for sure, and didn't say it was impossible.

Cheng Ze finished drinking, holding the wine glass, and from the corner of his eyes he noticed that the waiter pushed in, followed by others.

"Quinn!" Cheng Ze stood up immediately and greeted with a smile, "We just talked about you. The last time we met should be in March? I came back for a month, and I did not see you so many times before I could come out once, wait— "

Halfway through the conversation, Cheng Ze saw the people that Que Qingyan had brought behind him, and was shocked to stop the conversation.

Que Qing answered, and before he spoke, Que Min also saw Lin Mian following him. Her gaze shifted between the two of them. It was not too big to watch the excitement, and she smiled and said warmly: "Does the little girl remember me? I saw you at the last banquet, so I wanted to tell you something. In short, Qing Yan took you to the garden in the end."

This is for others present.

When Cheng Ze saw the situation before him, he almost understood it.

He helped his niece to tie the line in order to make it easy. It was too obvious that it was not easy to do it. Now that the master has brought his female companion over, he can't say anything.

Cheng Zeshun asked, "This one is?"

When mentioned in person, Lin Mian raised his eyes and glanced at Que Qingyan. Just when he wanted to answer, he heard him reply for her: "Friend."

Lin Mian had seen a few people in the billiard room, and obediently added: "My name is Lin Mian."

Just two hours ago, she said that she would invite Que Qingyan to dinner, and he agreed.

Before coming, Lin Mian knew that he was going to have dinner with a friend today.

"It's all friends I know, it won't be like the last dinner." Que Qingyan asked her, "You don't need a treat, it's my compensation. Are you going?"

For a while, she changed from inviting him to dinner, and the Lin cotton quilt was a little vague.

In fact, Que Qingyan had already coaxed her about the last dinner, and the story has been turned around. Now he says to make up for it, she...

Lin Mian turned his face, blushing, and said shamelessly, of course she wanted it.

In the billiard room, several people had their own thoughts, and the smile on Cheng Yishan's face couldn't be maintained anymore.

"..." Cheng Yishan looked up and down Lin Mian, and asked kindly and familiarly, "Mianmian, I didn't expect to see you here again, how is Aunt Ruan? I heard that Aunt Ruan usually takes care of company affairs, even on vacation. Very little, very hard, right?"

Lin Mian looked at the sound, the woman in front of her was sitting in the sofa, her posture was slender, and she looked very familiar.

It was the woman I saw at Quetai’s birthday party last time. She was...

Xiang Que Qingyan also came up with a conversation.

Que Qingyan said earlier that today's people are only a few friends they know.

Then this person...

From the beginning to the present, Cheng Ze didn't say a few words to Cheng Yishan. Of course Lin Mian would not regard her as someone who Cheng Ze brought.

Lin Mian retracted his gaze, pursed his lips slightly, and did not answer.

Que Qingyan glanced at Yishan quietly. He glanced at the time, turned his face and turned his gaze on Lin Mian, and took the words: "There is still some time to leave the meal." He gave her a level pass card and paused. , Said, "There are other entertainment rooms here, do you want me to take you around?"

Lin Mian rubbed the smooth magnetic card in his hand and struggled for a moment.

"It's okay to wait after dinner and go shopping." Cheng Ze interjected with a smile, "I was talking about snooker with Que Min just now, Quinn, you are here, don't you have a shot?"

Que Qingyan glanced at him.

Cheng Ze understood what he meant, and smiled around the waist of the woman in the purple skirt, not to join in the fun.

Que Min looked at him, knowing that Lin Mian had misunderstood.

In fact, Que Qingyan brought the little girl to meet with someone, so that the little girl could understand the meaning of his circle.

Que Min said that the love scene is like a vanity fair, and Que Qingyan always needs to be judged and judged when doing things. He restrains his reason and doesn't treat feelings as a child's play. He will not accompany him to play the game of falling in love today and breaking up tomorrow.

This time he brought the little girl over, Que Min wasn't sure how distracted Que Qingyan was, but at least he could guess that he was accepting the little girl into his circle.

Que Min didn't want to make the little girl misunderstand. Just about to speak, Lin Mian raised his hand and gently pulled Que Qingyan's sleeve.

Lin Mian raised his head to look at the profile of the man Yingjun's profile, and said softly, "Snooker..."

Que Qingyan looked back at her.

"Can I play a game with you?" Lin Mian whispered, "If..."

She suddenly said, "If I win, can I... ask you for a bargaining chip?"

When playing with Bai Jiayi before, Lin Mian played snooker.

But she was only at an upper-middle level, and she couldn't play well, but she was better than Bai Jiayi.

but…

The first red ball went into the hole, Lin Mian got up with the club, glanced at Que Qingyan in front of him, and his heartbeat speeded up a bit.

But she wanted to take a gamble.

Lin Mianxin said that he usually takes students to write essays and do topics at school, and he has to take up litigation cases, and he needs to file for courts. He should not have too much time to play with these other things...

The little girl offered to play snooker with Que Qingyan, and Cheng Ze really wanted to watch the excitement.

Cheng Ze has been lingering in various entertainments for so many years. Apart from other things, snooker is still very good, and he can be regarded as a half-professional person.

But when it comes to football skills, Que Qingyan is much better than him. In the past, when the two of them worked together at the Lida Law Firm in London, they would have a snooker between the madness of the case, even if Que hadn’t played for a long time...

"Wait, what if the little girl loses and she wants to cry?" The more she thinks about it, the more interesting it gets. Cheng Ze tilts her head to tease Que Min, "Does Quinn have to coax people on the spot?"

Que Min helped me remember the points, and spared his thoughts to remind him: "If he coaxes people on the spot, your niece should cry."

At the table, Lin Mian missed a goal, so he changed his words.

She curled her fingers in annoyance and tilted her head to look at him.

Que Qingyan leaned over the test pole indifferently. The contours of his eyebrows and eyes fell into sparse shadows in the light. The fine-textured high-definition shirts set off the texture of the forearms, and the clothes were drawn in smooth and slender arcs with the movements. , Unspeakably good-looking.

Lin Mian looked stunned, and suddenly thought of it.

Que Qingyan did not ask her what bargaining chip she wanted, so he agreed.

Is he...

According to the angle of this shot, the black ball can be pocketed in the next moment and score seven points.

Given the opportunity to Quinn, the little girl basically has no chance to play again.

Cheng Ze watched the show happily.

Que Qingyan moved his wrists, and with a sharp stroke, the black ball was hit in the mouth of the bag—

Next to.

Cheng Ze choked into his throat with a sip of wine.

Que Qingyan missed a shot and happened to hit the ball not far from the mouth of the bag.

The next ball was changed to Lin Mian.

The angle of the last ball was adjusted, and she hit the ball easily.

"..." Cheng Ze dumbly, "Don't tell me Quinn is feeding the ball?"

Facts have proved that Cheng Ze's guess is correct.

In the next few shots, whether it is a problem of angle or strength, Que Qingyan's ball can always land steadily in the right place.

…A place that just happens to make it easy to score the next shot.

Que Min's heart is like a mirror, happy to watch the show, and asked Cheng Ze: "Quinn is much better than you?

"...Really."

"Quinn doesn't let anyone play?"

Cheng Ze put down the cup, with an expression struck by lightning: "Fake."

The red ball has been played, only the last black ball is left.

The next shot is Que Qingyan.

Lin Mian looked at Que Qingyan without blinking.

Perceiving her gaze, Que Qingyan raised his wrist to cleverly powder the tip of the club, and glanced at her inadvertently before going down.

She listened to his low voice, and smiled and asked, "What bargaining chip do you want?"

"..." Lin Mian looked at him for a few seconds before whispering, "Aren't you..."

I haven't asked for an exit yet, the next second Que cleared his shot.

The ball fell in a thump.

The white ball is put into the bag.

"..."

Cheng Ze guessed that it was the first time someone made such a move. He was stunned for a long time, drinking and muttering, "I'm going to be blinded by this blind style of play."