You Sound Sleepy

The stewed soup in the kitchen is almost in a pot, the aroma of corn ribs curls up with the water vapor, and the perforations of the casserole are making a faint sound.

It has been half an hour since Lin Mian's last message. She stared at the silent chat box, pulled the pillow on the sofa, and buried her face silently.

Que Qingyan did not reply again.

Lin Mian bit the corner of the pillow, annoyed: "Ah..."

...Make you skin! !

Wouldn't it have been blacked out?

Lin Mian hesitated for a while, did not dare to send another confirmation. She nestled into a ball on the comfortable sofa, and quietly flipped through the WeChat messages in front of her.

His head is a landscape photograph taken casually, and the angle looks like a condescending night view of Wudaokou's dense ink and neon light. She flipped through the others, the signature was blank, and the circle of friends was blank.

There is no trace of personal at all, so low-key and introverted make people ticklish.

Looking at Zhang's single-toned picture over and over several times, Lin Mian was finally willing to put down the phone, smiled with crooked eyes, and floated to the kitchen to bring out the soup.

When she thought that she and Que Qingyan were only two stories apart, not only was she near the water platform, she also got their WeChat account, and she wanted to go downstairs and run laps to calm down again.

After eating, Lin Mian cleaned up the dishes and went to the study.

It is a study room rather than a studio converted from a study room. Lin Mian's manga is half hand-scanned and half is digital tablet drawing. Usually she can draw on a piece of paper when she is drafting characters and background manuscripts, but when it comes to the formal drawing, she will simmer in the studio.

She turned on the computer, checked her mailbox, and found that there were more emails from Xu Tong. The latter sent over the written paper.

Previously, Xu Tong asked Lin Mian to help take the international economic law class. There was no homework for this class, but a mid-term paper was arranged. Lin Mian and Xu Tong mentioned a sentence when they were talking on the phone, and Xu Tong wrote it and sent it to him soon. Up her.

The paper is due next week.

Ok…

The 40,000-word review was handed over to Que Qingyan.

"..." Suddenly he choked in his heart.

She only talked to Xu Xiaotong about the thesis. As for writing a review... she didn't mention a word.

He said he was helping to roll the names, but he was caught to sleep in class and wrote a 4D review.

Lin Mian boasts that he has a thick face since he was a child, and now suddenly feels a bit embarrassing.

She weighed the importance of the two things at hand, and felt from the bottom of her heart that the manuscript can be delayed for a while, or she should write the review first...

While drinking milk and thinking, the phone on the writing desk vibrated.

Lin Mian picked it up, and as soon as he gave a "hello", Miss Bai's voice came through the phone: "Mianbao, I will check in later. I will board the plane at Saipan Airport. It is estimated that I will be there tomorrow morning."

"My appearance fee is very expensive, and I have to charge labor fees when I get up early to pick up the airport." Lin Mian licked the milk froth on her lips, touched the sweetness on the tip of her tongue, and asked, "Aren't you still on your honeymoon?"

Miss Bai's full name is Bai Jiayi, the daughter of the Bai Family Group, who has been with Lin Mian since childhood, and is the only friend who can keep close contact with Lin Mian after she fell in the Lin family.

Last month, Miss Bai married the son of the Shen Group. After she got married in City B, she flew out of the country for her honeymoon. Counting the time, Lin Mian originally thought she would come back next month.

It's okay not to ask, but as soon as she asks Bai Jiayi, she gets angry: "I spent his honeymoon with watermelon peel. Do you know what he has done these days?"

Lin Mian bit the rim of the glass: "What's the matter?"

After holding back the grievances for several days, the other party finally found a breakthrough, and poured out a sentence: "I will go to the store to buy a bag and try a shoe. He turned around and talked to the shopping guide. Now, I’m still a foreign girl! If I try a little longer, maybe both of them will come back after opening a room;

"And yesterday, when I went to the beach, this idiot kept looking at the beauties, and he told me seriously what was watching the sea, dare you have a big ocean in my lover's bikini to make you wave?

"Before I got married, I asked someone to check his details. Others told me that he was helping friends, friends and dogs, drinking and racing with women all day. I didn't believe it at the time. People were fine when they asked me to marry me. Now I finally know why I got married. The time has stopped. It turned out that when I was newly married, his parents were staring at him for generations. Now I am out of the country like a free-flying mentally retarded bird. I want to give him tears of sympathy. I'm really embarrassed. I was wronged by my marriage, do I have to apologize to him?"

Bai Jiayi's temper was explosive, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became: "I can die of anger when I go on this honeymoon again. I'm afraid I can't help but send him off with high heels, so I will come back first."

After listening, Lin Mian put down the milk cup and said with a heavy tone: "Stop talking, I will pick you up tomorrow morning." After speaking, he added softly, "No charge."

Bai Jiayi: "..."

The next day Lin Mian set the morning alarm clock and went to the airport to pick up the dusty Bai Jiayi.

Halfway through the honeymoon of this marriage, the newlyweds were first angered back. This is definitely not known to the two families. Lin Mian took in the homeless Miss Bai, and the two entered the house back and forth.

Bai Jiayi put the heavy suitcase in the hallway, found a pair of slippers and rubbed it into the living room, threw herself into the soft sofa, and sighed comfortably.

"I would not go out if I knew it, Mianbao, you are more comfortable here than on your honeymoon." After lying down for a while, Bai Jiayi put a cushion behind him, sat up, and said solemnly, "I know, family Marriage kills people. If you knew what to say, you must pursue your true love and let the scumbag get out."

"Hmm..." faintly responded.

Lin Mian got up early, his biological clock had not yet woken up, rubbing his eyes sleepily, and leaning on the sofa.

Her apricot eyes were reddish, so sleepy that they were shining with water, and her long black hair spread over her shoulders, curled up into a small ball and was about to shrink into the corner of the sofa. Bai Jiayi glanced at Lin Mian, feeling a little envious in her heart.

The Lin family was defeated, and now the Lin family's parents are only Mother Lin.

Even if Mother Lin is a strong woman, she can't save much by her own strength. The Lin family has fallen so badly that it takes more than three to five years to climb back to the original height. To go from the bottom of the valley to returning to glory, network is the key. Under such circumstances, marriage is a good thing.

But Mother Lin has spoiled Lin Mian since she was a child, and she didn't know how much she loved her daughter. She never mentioned the marriage.

Lin cotton is like a treasure that has been cared for, its texture is clear and moist.

"By the way, Mianbao, there is a gift for you in the suitcase, the one in the pink box."

The pink gift box is palm-sized, with a velvet ribbon tied with a bow, and the packaging is very delicate. Lin Mian opened, is a Swiss couple's watch.

"...Are you asking me to marry me?" Lin Mian groaned for two seconds and raised his head. "But I already have a sweetheart. We have no destiny. I'm sorry, I blamed you."

"My sweetheart?" Bai Jiayi ignored her extra play, grasped the key points precisely, and asked, "Who?"

Lin Mian closed the box and answered very bluntly: "I want to chase Que Qingyan."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Que Qingyan? Can there be any other clear words? ?

With a look struck by lightning, Bai Jiayi touched Lin Mian's forehead with concern: "My dear Mianbao, you have a fever?"

She still knew who Que Qingyan was.

The upper-class circles of City B say that small is not small, and that big is not big. She has heard of the reputation of the young master of Que family. She was a madman when she was a student, and now she is an elite of law. I don't know how strong it is.

But the problem is...

"Even if he is only better than you—" Bai Jiayi calculated it carefully, "only four years older than you, but you only graduated from junior high school when you are about to graduate with a master's degree from studying abroad! The physical age is not much different, but the psychological age is poor. It's far...you two can't fight each other."

"It's okay, he's upstairs." Lin Mian found a comfortable sleeping position on the sofa, with long eyelashes down, closed his eyes for a moment and changed his words in a low voice, "...upstairs upstairs."