You Sound Sleepy

"What?" Bai Jiayi thought he hadn't heard clearly, "What to give?"

Lin Mian was talking on the phone, and the phone shook suddenly. She took the phone away from her ear and took a look at it, and a confirmation text message "the flowers have been delivered" came in.

So Lin Mian replied: "Flower."

Lin Mian hadn't said that she couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night last night, so she edited and copied the love letter she wrote before. Originally, she planned to send it to Que Qingyan today.

Bai Jiayi was silent.

How did she forget that when Mianbao was a teenager, the reference material she wanted to chase people was the book "A Hundred Practical Skills for Chasing Girls".

During this period of time, Bai Jiayi was divorcing Master Shen, and hired a detective privately to detect him. Hearing this, he took the romantic affairs of Master Shen and said casually: "Mianbao, in fact, sending flowers is out of date. You can also give away luxury car keys or something, more romantic, revolving restaurant charter, camping in the suburbs with fireworks, it’s not impossible.”

This sentence is a joke. I didn't expect Lin Mian to think about it seriously, recalling the money he had saved for so many years, and he really found luxury brands on the computer while calling.

"...Mianbao," Bai Jiayi was silent when she heard her, she didn't need to think about what she was doing, and asked, "Qu Qingyan knew that you gave him flowers, how did you react?"

Lin Mian also wants to know.

She only knows that the flowers were sent and received, but it was not her who sent them, so she still doesn't know what Que Qing said about her reaction.

Near noon, the editor called Lin Mian.

Fans of Mr. Mumian usually send gifts to the magazine. Last time, the editor helped to move it. There was still a puppet bear left. At that time, it couldn't fit enough, so I waited for it when I was free.

The puppet bear has a soft texture and is nearly two meters high. There is a pocket sewn in front of the belly, and the fans stuffed some handmade cookies that they baked in it. Lin Mian tried to hug it, but found that the volume was too large, and her arms couldn't be circled.

"We will have to wait a few days for the next issue of the magazine sample. I will send it to the teacher at that time."

The editor was about to leave after giving something. When he was about to leave, he noticed that Mr. Mu Mian muttered to the puppet bear for a moment, put the handmade cookies in his pocket aside, turned into the bedroom, and took out a stack of envelopes.

"Teacher," the editor looked surprised and asked with concern, "Is there any problem with cookies?"

In fact, as long as the gifts sent by fans are for food, the editor will usually filter them out and will not send them to Lin Mian. One is that in case there is a problem, the other is that after so long in the editorial department, many of them have expired.

But it was a little girl from the marketing department who gave the handmade cookies, and she was also a fan of Mumian. The editor knew her well and helped send them.

Lin Mian put the stack of love letters in his hand into his pocket and found that it was the right size, his eyes lit up, and he replied softly, "No problem."

"..." The editor was silent, "How do I think we mean two things?"

There were dozens of love letters written by Lin Mian in the past, and the writing was naive. Last night, she deleted and modified them, and only had time to copy seven or eight letters.

And these seven or eight love letters just fit into the pocket in front of the puppet's bear belly.

After the editor left, Lin Mian looked at the behemoth in front of him with admiration, and took pains to hug and move the puppet bear into the elevator, and bring it to the tenth floor with flowers.

Today is the weekend, and I don’t know if Que Qingyan is in the apartment.

Lin Mian didn't plan to ring the doorbell. She originally wanted to send the bear and love letter downstairs. A bear is so conspicuous here that Que Qingyan would not fail to notice.

She put down the puppet bear and kindly smoothed it before leaving.

The fluff under his hands was so soft to the touch, Lin Mian couldn't hold it back, and hugged again.

At this time, the door on his side clicked softly, and it happened to be opened from the inside.

As soon as Que Qingyan opened the door, he saw a person and a bear hugging each other tenderly. He held the doorknob and said to the other end of the phone: "I'm late."

Lin Mian was caught by him unexpectedly, and after the other party finished hanging up, he stood up straight obediently.

"This bear," Que Qingyan glanced at the puppet bear beside the door, and his gaze fell on her, "Is it also for me?"

He used the word also. Lin Mian was unspeakably happy, and red ears whispered: "They are all for you." After a pause, she boldly asked again, "Do you...like the flowers I gave this morning?"

Flowers, puppet bears, these are all girls will like, and they are gifts for girls.

But because she liked it, she gave it to him.

Last night, Lin Mian said he wanted to chase seriously and put it into practice within the first day. Like a hamster that only needs to move his nest, he has the posture of bringing everything over.

"I...I booked it for three months," Lin Mian took over by himself, "They said calla lilies are easy to grow and don't dry easily... Even if they are dry, new ones will be delivered every day. Just pour a little water at ordinary times."

Que Qingyan looked at Lin Mian's wistful and expectant eyes, paused, and asked quietly, "Three months?"

Lin Mian was a little embarrassed and asked carefully, "Is the time too short?"

When she ordered flowers, the longest period of delivery of the flower delivery service was three months, and after three months it was the end of the year. At that time, there was no one to send flowers.

Que Qingyan originally thought that sending flowers once was the limit, but he didn't expect Lin Mian to order three months, and now there are more puppet bears at the door, if he didn't meet her when he went out, he said when he came back. It is not allowed to be full of gifts.

His expression moved slightly, and he calmly said: "There will be no more goodbye gifts in the future." After that, he said, "The flowers have already been ordered, and I will remember the number of times."

Remember the number of times...Does Que Qingyan still have to pay her back?

The reaction was so plain, he definitely didn't like it. Lin Mian was a little bit lost, and said: "You don't need to return it, I originally gave it to you..."

Que Qingyan looked down at her, with some smiles in his eyebrows, without explanation, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Lin Mian shook his head.

Not letting Lin Mian go upstairs and stuff him stuff again, Que Qingyan returned Cheng Ze's briefing, and temporarily took the people together.

Before he left, he had to deal with the puppet bear that was pestering at the door. Lin Mian noticed the envelope in his pocket when he saw Que clear. He leaned down and glanced at the exposed corner of the envelope. Before moving, she buzzed in her mind. With a sound, he directly held his half-stretched hand.

Sending a love letter is one thing, and showing him in front of Que Qingyan is another.

"You..." Lin Mian blushed and squatted, "Can you come back and see?"

Que Qingyan knew what it was just by looking at it. He smiled and asked quietly, "Why?"

Lin Mian quickly went through the content of the love letter in his mind, and there was no line of words that could be retelled to him seriously.

She closed her eyes and said frankly for a while: "I'm shy."