Concubine [Slow Wear]

She was looking at the information about the silk market that she found on the Internet, when she suddenly felt someone tap her on the shoulder behind her. Lin Xianxian turned her head and saw that the boy with bean sprouts was standing behind her sofa at noon and winking at her. Laughing, and beside him stood a sweet senior with a wandering soul.

"Sister, you come to the Internet too!" Bean sprouts Han Xianglin greeted Lin Xianxian very enthusiastically, and his buttocks took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the seat next to her, and Zhang Haotian, who was in a state of wandering, heard his voice and was polite. He and Lin Xianxian nodded, and it was considered a greeting, that is, every movement and demeanor revealed a sluggish feeling, like a drowning dog in the rain, looking particularly pitiful.

"Yeah!" Lin Xianxian responded politely, and when Zhang Haotian opened the sofa next to Han Xianglin, Lin Xianxian looked at Han Xianglin, raised his chin in Zhang Haotian's direction, and lowered his gaze. The voice asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him? Why is it like an eggplant beaten by frost?"

Zhang Haotian, who is nicknamed "Sweet Senior", has a really sweet personality. He is sunny every day, and he treats people politely and enthusiastically. The most impressive thing is that he has a very precise sense of proportion in his dealings with others. It doesn't make people feel distant, but it doesn't make people feel offended either. He is a handsome young man with a very charming personality.

On weekdays, this sweet senior always had a smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked so listless today. In Huang Mingming's memory, this was the first time he had seen him.

Of course, Lin Xianxian didn't necessarily have to get an answer for this question, because after reading Huang Mingming's memory, the answer was almost ready to come out. She just casually found a topic to have a word with Han Xianglin, so as not to be too embarrassed. She was quite enthusiastic about her, and she didn't offend her, so she didn't need to show her face.

Han Xianglin glanced back at Zhang Haotian, turned his head and pressed his body on the armrest of the sofa near Lin Xianxian, and replied in a low voice, "Hi, my girlfriend broke up with him. After saying this, he bent down and reached out and pressed the computer's power button, and then leaned over again, with a slightly pleasing look on his face, "Sister, let's add QQ later. "

"Okay, you wait for me to log in." Lin Xianxian should be very straightforward, everyone is a classmate who knows everything, and she doesn't hate this bean sprouts, just add a QQ, it's no big deal.

"Hey! Good!" Got a positive answer, the eyes of the bean sprouts children's shoes instantly brightened eight degrees, and the whole person looked much more energetic.

Lin Xianxian recalled Huang Mingming's QQ account in his mind, then clicked on the little penguin's login interface on the computer, and entered the account and password in his memory a little rusty.

This Internet cafe's Internet speed is relatively fast to log in to QQ. After two or three seconds, a rectangular penguin panel popped out. Lin Xianxian glanced at the information on it. There was nothing special about it, it was this personalized signature... …

"The lost heart, little by little, becomes indifferent, little by little, lonely. ’

Emmm...what the hell! ~ This is a bit too... Well, Lin Xianxian has also experienced the bright and sad age of such a little girl, but after that time, if she is shown this again, she has a sense of shame with goosebumps all over her body.

After shivering for a while, Lin Xianxian decisively deleted the signature and the news, and then typed a line in the signature area, "I am the person who hates being wronged the most, so she said that I am a mistress's daughter. Children, always be regarded as the GreenHatGirl who wants to give me the male ticket."

Lin Xianxian left this dynamic. First, he made a statement on the current rumors of a mistress. Although this statement was a little subtle, it was definitely better than saying 'I'm not a mistress'. After all, this expression requires people to think about it. Rather than giving a conclusion directly, it makes the viewer subconsciously refute the reflection.

The second is to leave a back-up for the future. In case Xu Chengcheng's fans find her again in the future, this time-tested and rumored dynamic is a cornerstone of the trust and understanding given to her by the people who eat melons.

After Han Xianglin added Lin Xianxian, he excitedly clicked on her information. He just noticed that the senior sister seemed to be editing the signature news. After reading the text left by Lin Xianxian, Han Xianglin was silent for a while, inexplicable. I feel that Senior Sister's little temper is a bit domineering! ~ A girl who looks like a doll, she is really...a person can't look like a hahaha!

Han Xianglin felt that his laughter was a little dry in his head, he coughed twice, and secretly glanced at Lin Xianxian who was sitting on his left side. When his eyes fell on her small fat cheeks, Han Xianglin couldn't hold back. , swallowed her saliva, hehe, senpai looks...it seems a little delicious! Domineering look, it should also be very cute!

Han Xianglin let his imagination fly for a moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn upwards. After he recovered, he cleared his throat shyly, and glanced in the direction of Lin Xianxian uncontrollably.

He smirked and rubbed his hands, opened Lin Xianxian's dialog box with the mouse, put his fingers on the keyboard and started typing, "Sister, what do you think of me?" After some deletions and revisions, Han Xianglin decided to post first. This is a way to explore.

Lin Xianxian heard the notification sound of the message coming from QQ, and opened the dialog box to have a look. She turned her head to look at Han Xianglin, met him with a slightly flattering smile, raised her eyebrows, the young man is very discerning! I got a fan brother just a day after I arrived, and it really deserves to be me!

With such a slightly complacent mood, Lin Xianxian faced the computer again and replied by typing, "It's good!"

Hearing this answer, Han Xianglin was overjoyed. He was subconsciously typing out the dialog box, "Then... can we... can..." These words, before he could actually organize the language transmission, Lin Xianxian's next message has also arrived, "But I prefer the type of Haotian senior." The main reason is that the figure is good enough and the face is handsome enough, which is pleasing to the eye!

What the hell? ! Han Xianglin stretched his neck and looked at the message in disbelief. He never imagined that his confession had already ended before it even started. Senior Sister was really neat and didn't leave him any luck. Room! QAQ

Lin Xianxian also knew that such a reply might be a bit awkward, but the bean sprouts classmate felt really good to her, and it was the kind of style that could become a good friend, so she didn't mess around with him.

"What's the sweet type?" Han Xianglin asked unwillingly.

"He has a handsome face and a good figure." Lin Xianxian's answer was given very quickly, and she hardly used her brain to think about it. Since the beginning of the young girl's heart, her preferences have not changed much...

"...Superficial!" Han Xianglin typed these two words heavily on the keyboard, but the sense of loss that could not be expressed was offset by Lin Xianxian's casual answer, replaced by a kind of friend-like familiarity and ease .

"...You dare to say that you are not greedy for my face?!" Said she was superficial? ! Oh what a big face!

"I said Huang Mingming, as a girl, can you be more reserved!"

"Thick!~You're not my type, so why should I show you that!~"

"Reserved! It is the noble virtue of a good girl!!! Do you understand! Little fat paper!!"

"Hehehe!~ If the restraint can help me sleep until the sweet senior, then I don't mind virtue. Bean sprouts!!"

"Little fat paper!" "Little fat paper!" "Little fat paper!"

"Bean sprouts!" "Bean sprouts!" "Bean sprouts!"

The two quarreled in such a naive way. Han Xianglin adjusted his glasses while typing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of eyes on the right, so he looked at his computer screen in a leisurely manner, "Ouch my mother!" The sense of sight almost didn't scare Han Xianglin out.

And Lin Xianxian also looked towards him because of his startled move, and just met Zhang Haotian's turning line of sight.

Lin Xianxian: "..." Why is there a sudden rush of being caught? ! Don't tell me, this little handsome guy's serious look is quite calming, no wonder he can be a domineering president in the future.

Lin Xianxian, who was staring at him a little uncomfortable by the dark and serious eyes of the handsome guy, quietly moved her eyes away, pretending that she didn't see anything.

As for Han Xianglin, under Zhang Haotian's faint gaze, he hurriedly closed Lin Xianxian's dialog box. It was the first time he found out that this dude Hao Tian was so scary, he was simply a dual personality ah ah ah!

The two people who had just built a bridge of friendship, like two elementary school chickens being followed by the dean of the school, obediently got on their own nets, until they felt the shift of sight, and the two did He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

On the other hand, Xue Xiaoman, who was sitting on Lin Xianxian's left, was wearing headphones and scolding Fang Qiu very much in the game world.

The two hours passed quickly. Lin Xianxian looked around on the Internet, and occasionally took a notepad on his mobile phone to write down the information about the route and location. When he was out of his mind, the countdown in the lower left corner of the computer screen began to count down. .

Lin Xianxian put the phone back in her pocket with her right hand, and pushed the keyboard in with her left hand. She said to Xue Xiaoman, who was playing the game, and took the unopened mung bean cake, stood up and walked out of the sofa. When passing by Han Xianglin, he patted him on the shoulder as farewell.

"Are you going back?" Han Xianglin took off his headset, raised his head to look at Lin Xianxian, and then turned to look at the dark sky outside, "How about I take it to you."