You Sound Sleepy

There was a momentary silence on the phone.

Lin Mian's free fingertips were still rubbing the comfortable carpet hair, suffocating his blush and did not continue to remedy. She felt nervous for a while, turned her face away and took a look at the phone. The phone was on, but she hadn't hung up yet.

Stretching one's head is a knife, and shrinking one's head is also a knife.

Shame is a little shame, but things like nicknames... will be changed sooner or later.

Lin Mian recalled Que Qingyan's low-pressure smile just now. He took the advantage of his empty mouth as candy, feeling that the tip of his heart was scratched like the fluff of the carpet on his hand, firming his stand and enduring it. Did not speak.

This is a response to insisting on listening to Que Qingyan.

No wonder Lin Mian kept talking to him at the airport that day. When asked, he just blushed and didn't mention anything else. Que Qingyan temporarily set aside the original purpose of the call, pondered for a moment, and asked, "This is the note for me?"

Lin Mian's voice was inaudible: "Hmm..."

There was another brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Just when Lin Mian was too impatient to change the subject, Que Qingyan's voice came over again slowly: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Lin Mian wanted to scratch the wall, this kind of nickname felt too shameful even when she called herself, how could he let him know? !

But apparently she underestimated the acceptance of the other party. Que Qingyan picked up the phone, calmly got up and poured coffee, and continued to ask: "What do you want me to call you?"

After a pause, he asked calmly: "Mianmian?"

Lin Mian's heart jumped violently and squeezed the phone tightly.

moment.

Que Qingyan smiled, his voice lowered again: "Baby?"

"..."

Lin Mian's body is hot enough to be a living radiator.

Even if it was such a flirting nickname, Que Qingyan's voice was cold, with some abstinence-like calmness and clarity. Lin Mian's fingertips were sweating slightly while holding the phone, almost thinking that what he said just now was not what he said.

"..." After a long while, she took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Wait, can you... say it again?"

Before Lin Mian jumped out of his blushing heartbeat, when he wanted to dig through the cabinet to find the recorder, the other end of the phone opened his mouth again.

"No need to record." Que Qing said, "I can say these words whenever you want to listen."

He knew she wanted to record...

Lin Mian stopped his movements, held back for a long time, and squeezed out the word "um".

After hanging up the phone, the live radiator silently picked up a ghostly shadow on the cover from the storage box, and silently put his face on the cold disc and calmed down for a while.

In terms of flirting in a few words, she and Que Qingyan are not on the same level at all.

Xu Tong still leaned against the bedroom door and did not leave. She has been listening to the wall since she handed her mobile phone, and her expression couldn't hide her excitement at the moment: "Sister Mianmian, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah." Lin Mianping returned, "Xu Xiaotong, don't you want to review it?"

It is rare for Xu Tong to see Lin Mian blush, full of freshness, Quandang did not hear the second half of the sentence: "How did you meet? How is the wife? Are you also working in the city? Isn't she handsome?"

"..." Lin Mian raised his eyes to look at his little cousin when he heard the words, with a melancholy expression, melancholy, and softly said, "He works very hard, and we rarely meet each other, so we can only make phone calls."

Xu Tong didn’t know the first few times in his life that Lin Mian was fooled by Lin Mian’s innocent and serious appearance, and then he made up for a bitter long-distance relationship, and the image of a brother-in-law who worked hard for life, no longer poke Lin Mian’s pain points, busy Shut up and went back to the workshop.

At the same time, in the office, Que Qingyan answered the phone.

"Don't think I'm calling to bother you again." Que's mother Song Ranhua walked out of the study room on the other side, and smiled, "Your dad told me not to take care of your young people. I'm still not at ease. So come and ask a few more questions."

Just a few days ago, Que’s parents, who had just returned from their vacation, learned of Lin Mian’s existence from Que Qingyan.

Before that, Song Ranhua had actually heard Que Min mention this occasionally, and heard many rumors, but the Que family has a free family style. For so many years, seldom has been involved in the emotional and private lives of their children, and Que family’s parents don’t want to ask more, but Unexpectedly, Que Qingyan would take the initiative to mention it.

Song Ranhua understands his son, and since he has calmly put the progress of the relationship on the surface, he is ready to develop further.

Before the Lin family fell out of the wealthy, Song Ranhua and Lin Mu Ruan Lishu had some friendships, and they had also met Lin Mian. She still has an impression of Lin Mian. In her memory, she is a well-behaved and pleasant girl. In addition, she has heard that Que Min has exaggerated a lot of good things, so she has no objection to this relationship.

But after many years, Song Ranhua did not expect that the little girl is now his son's girlfriend, and she might be her own daughter-in-law.

Next month, Que Zhai will host a family banquet, so I can take this opportunity to get to know the little girl. Song Ranhua called Que Qingyan not long ago and mentioned about bringing Lin Mian back. Now he made up another call:

"If you can bring the cotton, you can stay here for a few days. Then you can pack up another guest room and come out. You can also live in your room directly." Song Ranhua said, "But you have to ask others what they mean... just now Did you ask? What did Mianmian say?"

Que Qingyan put the coffee cup on the table and said calmly: "I haven't asked."

He called Lin Mian just now, originally wanting to mention the family dinner, but the topic moved to another place for a while, so he didn't have time to ask.

Before Song Ranhua had trouble talking about his son, but seeing that he didn't mean to ask, he joked: "Reluctant to bring it here? Afraid that we will bully and embarrass others?"

Que Qingyan smiled and didn't explain much.

"The Lin family... Lishu loves her daughter. If you bring Mianmian over, you must tell Lishu."

Song Ranhua thought about it, and then said, "By the way, did you let Lishu know about the two of you? If you haven't said it yet, I'll find a time to ask."

"You don't need to come for these." Que Qing said after a pause, "I have already made an appointment with Mrs. Ruan."

It is true to show the progress of the relationship, but it is also true not to let others interfere.

"...An appointment?" Song Ranhua reacted, "did Mianmian know?"

Que Qing replied lightly.

Song Ranhua said in his heart that her husband is very involved in business. Although her son is not in business, in terms of doing things, the temperaments of the father and son are simply inherited.

One person does everything without saying a word.

Excluding the time to call in the afternoon, Lin Mian hasn't seen Que Qingyan for four days.

Que Qingyan has been so busy these days that he has gone out early and returned late at night. The flower delivery staff who came to the door early in the morning failed to give the flowers to the owner several times, so he used the elevator down two floors as usual and handed the flowers to her.

In the bedroom, Lin Mian put down the half-organized movie spy, picked up the phone, stared at Que Qingyan's call remarks for a long while, pursing his lips and began to reminisce about the content of the previous call for the eighth time.

In fact, it is not impossible to go to school to find Que Qingyan, but Lin Mian is still exploring the way of getting along between lovers, not sure if this degree of clinging will...reduce the freshness between the two.

Lin Mian kicked off his slippers by the bed and slowly nested in the bed, looking down and flipping through the phone album.

The secret photos of Professor Que on the forum of K University can produce a complete photo album, which was secretly saved by Lin Mian a long time ago. At this moment, she swept past hundreds of secret photos, selected a close-up of the face with a clear angle, and set it as a mobile phone wallpaper.

This is not a sneak photo circulated among students, but Lin Mian took it himself.

Once she took a class in international economic law, sat in the back seat, zoomed in to see Que Qingyan with her mobile phone camera, and accidentally took a photo.

The flash was turned on that time...

After the filming, he was taken to the office...

Lin Mian interrupted the memory in time, selectively forgot the office training session behind this sneak photo, turned off the automatic lock of the mobile phone screen, and buried her mobile phone in the bed for a nap.

The doorbell was ringing, and Xu Tong came out of the workshop holding a salad bowl with a cantaloupe in his mouth. He opened the door and said hello to the bedroom: "Sister Mianmian, there is—"

Seeing the man in front of him, the second half sentence was abruptly stuck in his throat.

When Lin Mian woke up, there was no sound in the bedroom, and the sky outside the window was dark.

The screen of the phone was still glowing white, Lin Mian poked into WeChat while thinking.

Just now in the half-dream and half-awake period, it seemed that someone had sent her a message, and the vibrating sound of the message reminded one after another, but she was too sleepy at that time, so she just left it—

As soon as he opened the chat box, Lin Mian was overwhelmed with exclamation marks from Xu Tong.

Xu Tong: [Sister Mianmian, my brother-in-law is Professor Que? ! ! ! 】

Xu Tong: [Professor Que? ? ? ! ! ! 】

…

Lin Mian flipped through a few of Xu Xiaotong's snarled roars, and pulled the chat box to the end, an hour ago.

Xu Tong: [Professor Que told me not to wake you up. 】

Xu Tong: [Sister Mian Mian, I'm leaving now. 】

"..."

Que Qingyan has come.

For a moment of stunned, Lin Mian scrambled to get up from the bed, rubbed his face and got out of bed. She didn't care about putting on slippers, and hurriedly flipped through the storage box on the carpet. The neatly arranged video discs were scattered all over the floor, making a lot of noise.

After a while, the bedroom door was tapped twice, and a familiar voice followed.

"what's happenin?"

He is still there.

Lin Mian's heart beat faster and stepped on the carpet to open the door.

Que Qingyan outside the door was still in the appearance of a suit and leather shoes, with a light tea fragrance on his body, as if he had just come off some formal occasion. Lin Mian's eyes were bright, and he whispered his name, and asked, "Did you just finish the meeting?"

"I went to meet someone." Que Qingyan looked down at her, his gaze fell on Lin Mian's white and small ankle bones, swept across the bare insteps, and said, "Why don't you wear slippers?"

Lin Mian also looked down, shrank her feet embarrassedly, and said with excitement, "I was too eager to open the door just now, and I forgot to wear it." After finishing his sentence, "You... wait a minute."

The carpet in the bedroom was scattered with movie spies on the floor, creating a sense of ruins from disaster movies. Lin Mian stepped on the gap to find slippers by the bed, and found himself still wearing pajamas when he lowered his head and put on shoes.

Lin Mian couldn't hold back the movement of wearing slippers, and knocked his head on his knees to calm down for a while.

I haven't seen Que Qingyan for a few days, and the reunion scene in her mind, even if it is not beautiful and dreamy, must at least be a little bit ambiguous, not like now, wearing pajamas, with messy hair, no slippers, and nothing in the bedroom. Mess...

The more Lin Mian thinks about it, the more he has a heart infarction, and he has already burst into tears in regret. He just wanted to find a topic to adjust the atmosphere.

There was a box spread out on the carpet, which contained the tie she had asked Que Qing not long ago, and there was still a Blu-ray movie spy under it. The latter's gaze swept across the tie and stopped on the cover of the disc.

Lin Mian took a second glance and reacted.

She was so excited just now that she completely forgot that the pile in her bedroom was...

Horror movie spy.

Time has to go back a long time ago. One night, the unruly teacher Mu Mian lied casually in order to make excuses to meet people.

The original words are:

— "I watched a horror movie just now, and I was a little scared."

Lin Mian: "..."

Who is afraid of watching horror movies and collects a pile of movie discs in the bedroom, and also cherishes the horror horror discs and the tie of the lover? !

In a daze, the wicked love chicken soup for the past few days passed quickly through Lin Mian's mind, slowly and clearly:

Top 1 taboos for couples in love: cheating, people.

"Que, Que Qingyan..." Lin Mian's brain was blank, no matter whether she changed her pajamas or not, she raised her eyes to Que Qingyan, and moved to the door a little bit, "I..."

If Lin Mian remembered it correctly, that night, Que Qing promised to let her chase him.

Since Xu Tong's incident was discovered, let alone the big lie that was serious. Even Lin Mian, the pleasant little lie, didn't intend to spread it in front of Que Qingyan. That time was completely unintentional.

Does he feel that he is doing all he can to get close to him?

Lin Mian was still wearing thin pajamas, his expression was guilty and annoyed, his eyes looked dodgy on the DVD, and he was organizing his words. Que Qingyan unbuttoned his suit jacket casually, and answered indifferently, "Huh?"

Lin Mian sighed: "I didn't mean to lie to you..."

Que Qingyan explained his coat, leaned over and put it on Lin Mian, and asked, "What did you lie to me?"

"..." There was still some remaining warmth on the jacket, Lin Mian was stunned, and subconsciously grasped the suit jacket with the tips of his fingers.

"My memory is not very bad, I remember that night you said you wanted to see me." Que Qingyan smiled, paused, and asked, "Did you lie to me?"

Lin Mian and him looked at each other for a long while, shook his head with red ears.

Que Qingyan had experienced sophistry that uttered a lie in the court debate, enough to judge ordinary small lies and cheats. What's more, an innocuous excuse like Lin Mian's flirtation is a bit heavier.

So when he saw the tie just now, he was not thinking about it.

In the afternoon, Que Qingyan went to see Ruan Lishu. The latter raised and lowered the teacup, frowning: "When I asked about the news, Mianmian told me that she liked you and wanted to chase you wishful thinking."

Mother Lin loves her daughter, and has not been willing to let her suffer any setbacks since she was a child. Since the death of her husband, she has not even said a word of seriousness to her daughter. Except for the one nine years ago.

"At that time, the snow was so heavy that the Panshan Road under the villa area was closed." Ruan Lishu looked at the exquisite carved porcelain cup and recalled, "Neither we nor the driver could find her. Later, we came back in the evening. I know what the firing is."

"Ask her without saying anything. I still went to ask Jiajia to find out that she made a special trip to wait for someone to eat."

No matter how good the Que family’s family is, Ruan Lishu is satisfied with Que Qingyan, knowing that this matter can’t be blamed on others at all, but still added: "Qingyan, I’m used to protecting the cotton and cotton. It’s the first time I like someone so much. Everything that is said here protects you."

Que Qingyan groaned and replied.

The man in front of him is neither arrogant nor arrogant, and he is calm and self-sufficient in every gesture. Although Ruan Lishu has a higher seniority than Que Qingyan, she can't raise the momentum to speak. She was silent for a while, and whispered, "I want you to bother more in the future."

…

"Que Qingyan," Lin Mian considered the words, still intending to confess clearly, "I really wanted to see you this time. I didn't lie to you."

Lin Mian's eyes were very bright against the color of the bedroom lights. Que Qingyan's voice calmed down and asked, "What do you call me?"

What do you call him...

Lin Mian blushed when he thought of the call memo he had given Que Qingyan.

The topic has been taken elsewhere, Lin Mian raised his eyes to look at him, repeating the phrase "heart liver" in his mind dozens of times, but he was still too ashamed to say it.

The warm light shade fell. From Lin Mian's perspective, Que Qingyan's eyebrows sink, Yingjun's facial features are coated with a halo, and a smile is pressed into her dark eyes, waiting for her answer.

He has taken off his suit jacket, and a white shirt is left on his body. The collar button of the same color is buttoned to the first one. The curve of his jaw and neck is slender and smooth.

It just happened to flirt with her in such a low and seductive voice.

Lin Mian's face was terribly hot. At this moment, it was all the urge to make him kiss him. Any apology was stuffed in the corner of his mind. She slowed down for a long time before she squatted and spoke in a low voice:

"I haven't seen you these few days," Lin Mian suddenly changed the subject and said, "I wonder what the way of getting along between lovers is...but I haven't figured it out yet."

Que Qingyan's expression paused slightly.

"So I want to ask you." Lin Mian continued in a low voice, "You didn't say when you were at the airport that day, if I wanted to know, you would teach me..."

Also stamped.

Not long ago, the scene where Lin Mian was curled up in the quilt with her mobile phone returned to Que Qingyan's mind.

Her long eyelashes fell down, her face flushed slightly, and she slept well.

His picture is on the phone screen.

The more sensible you are, the more calm you are. Que Qingyan's self-cultivation and restraint will not allow him to do some untimely things based on personal feelings and selfish desires when everything has not been smoothed out.

But Lin Mian is different.

She likes to be simple and straightforward, and intimacy is also calm. Being guarded too well, there is no intention to guard him at all.

"..." Que Qingyan's eyes fell on the tips of Lin Mian's red ears, his eyes were dark and faint, he paused for a moment, and asked, "How can I teach?"

When the two were close, Lin Mian's heartbeat speeded up.

You can kiss it a little closer...

"You..." Lin Mian pressed his heartbeat and blushed back, "You look at the teacher."