You Sound Sleepy

Lin Mian carried a bunch of things upstairs and pressed the elevator well.

She buried her face in the pillow in her arms to cool down for a while, shamelessly selectively forgot the fact that she had a good night's sleep last night, and found herself a good-sounding reason.

Que Qingyan confessed to her last night, so she...insomnia.

Years of like getting a response, long-cherished wish is rewarded, this kind of thing, it is easy to lose sleep.

So I need to get some sleep.

The elevator stopped on the tenth floor. Lin Mian had just arrived in front of the familiar house number. Before reviewing the prepared rhetoric, he saw that the door in front of him was half open.

Que Qingyan left the door for her.

He knew she would come up.

"..."

Lin Mianchu was outside the door, trying to ignore the secret heartbeat that seemed to be affair, and buried his face in the pillow for two minutes before moving in the door step by step.

The living room of the apartment is well lit, half of the wall is full of translucent floor-to-ceiling windows. At this moment, the morning sun comes in through the glass, and even the calla lilies on the table are caged with a clear sense of tranquility.

Lin Mian didn't see Que Qingyan in the living room, and it was not easy to sit down like this, looking for a seat against the guest, and whispered: "Qu Qingyan?"

Soon after the voice fell, there was a soft click behind him, Lin Mian turned his head back, and had a face-to-face with Que Qingyan who had just left the bedroom.

Que Qingyan's slender finger bones were still on the doorknob, and he looked up like a black bathrobe. He has just finished taking a shower, his black hair is semi-damp, and he is less cold and lucid, a little bit more...

Lin Mian's face was scorching hot and stared at the same place. Que Qingyan's gaze fell on the pile of things she was holding, his expression paused, and a laugh: "I just finished running in the morning, so I took a shower."

"I……"

Lin Mian got stuck in an instant. Before he got over, he listened to him casually asking, "Do you still want to see it?"

The voice is low and slow, with an ordinary tone.

It's not a rhetorical question, it's really asking her, do you still want to read it?

"..." Lin Mian didn't answer, and the scrolling subtitles screen in his head had been "ahhhhhh" for a whole screen.

Lin Mian's brain was blank, and Xin said, Que Qingyan came over with a blanket and pillow just after taking a shower after running in the morning. In this scene, in this atmosphere, she said again that she was here to make up for sleep... Everyone felt that she was here to sleep deliberately.

So the dedicated Mumian teacher suffocated and suffocated, pulled out a corner of the tablet from under the blanket and pillow, and whispered: "I'm here... for the drawing."

Ten minutes later, Lin Mian absently leaned on the large desk to draw the draft, Yu Guang noticed that Que Qingyan had come out of the bedroom and had changed his clothes.

The small blanket and pillow were temporarily placed on the sofa. Que Qingyan went to pour a glass of milk to Lin Mian. When he passed the sofa, he stopped. He leaned over and hooked up the tightening belt of the sleep eye mask. Pause, ask:

"Didn't you say you want to sleep last night, where do you want to sleep?"

"..." Lin Mian drew out one stroke, "Sleep..."

Que Qingyan didn't mention why she came over with the blanket just now, because she thought that this matter would be so irrelevant.

Although he was just taking a nap, Lin Mian still thought of something, red ears, and asked anxiously, "Can I still pick a place?"

A place like the master bedroom...

Although it is similar to the interior layout of the upper and lower floors of the apartment, this is for Que Qingyan.

If he can make up a nap in the master bedroom, he can sleep on his pillow and lie down on his bed. If he happens to have the habit of making up a nap, isn’t it...

Que Qingyan put down his blindfold, still waiting for her answer.

"..." Lin Mian tried to think about it, and felt that his heart could not be overloaded. After struggling for a long time, he was guilty and guilty, "I... just sleep on the sofa."

Que Qingyan raised his eyes to look at Lin Mian, and didn't ask much.

For the next time, the two sat on each side of their desks to deal with their work. Lin Mian made up the progress of the draft, passed the half-finished documents to Fang Xuxu, and began to conceive the new character for the second half of the comic.

She was still typing the human body. She pinched the pressure-sensitive pen for a long time, and couldn't draw a single stroke. Her thoughts had long been secretly transferred to the person on the other side.

After the first instance of the litigation case, Que Qing said that only school matters were left. It should be relatively idle. However, Lin Mian paid a little attention and found that he had been receiving several phone calls since just now. Two overseas calls. Except for occasionally getting up to pour coffee, there is no other leisure time.

When Que Qingyan was working, he looked attentive, his eyes were indifferent, and his gestures were calm and restrained.

Lin Mian was able to see that, when she saw Que Qingyan put down the pen and raised her eyes to meet her.

He said: "I'm not very busy."

"what?"

Que Qing said with a smile: "So you can tell me what you want at any time."

Since entering the door just now, Lin Mian has been a little more restrained, even more restrained than usual.

As soon as she saw Que Qingyan, she started to replay the events of last night in her mind, still feeling a little untrue.

Although not together yet, Que Qingyan said that he liked her.

Lin Mian asked him for a kiss last night, but he did not refuse.

She came to sleep with a blanket this morning, and he asked her where she was sleeping.

As usual, a dog like her dared to tease him, she had long been turned back so red that she couldn't dig into the ground, but today Que Qingyan was very...indulgent to her.

After realizing this, Lin Mian's heartbeat speeded up. This feeling of being pampered is really good. She has given herself boldness and couldn't help but keep an inch: "Que Qingyan."

Que Qingyan replied to see her.

"I," Lin Mian squeezed the pressure-sensitive pen lightly, eyes gleaming, "I have a wish."

In the following words, Lin Mian almost mustered the courage of his life. With that indulgence, he looked at the half-printed human body on the screen, and said with red ears: "I want to draw you a portrait." After a long pause, she added inaudibly, "The kind that doesn't wear a shirt, is it okay?"

Then he added a sentence: "If you don't want to, you can wear it, can you...show a little..." the collarbone.

There was silence.

Que Qingyan's eyes paused slightly, Lin Mian watched his expression nervously and noticed that his deep eyes dimmed.

Lin Mian almost regretted it after speaking.

It suddenly occurred to her that it seemed a bit too insulting to make such an excessive request.

Lin Mian couldn't see Que Qingyan's emotions, and cursed himself regretfully. Just when he wanted to explain, he saw him put down the original material in his hand.

The metal binding of the materials knocked on the solid wood tabletop with a soft sound, a sudden enlargement in Lin Mian's heart.

Que Qing said nothing, glanced at her, and began to untie the watch on his left wrist.

He was angry.

Lin Mian's heart sank when he saw this, and his eyes turned red unconsciously. Before he could even speak, Que Qingyan asked indifferently, "What kind of portrait?"

Lin Mian was still stunned. Que Qingyan had already untied the watch and began to untie the cufflinks on the sleeves of his shirt.

The silver cufflinks reflected the sunlight, and the expensive and simple design was placed next to the watch that was taken off.

Then Que Qingyan raised his wrist and began to unbutton the shirt collar.

"..."

Lin Mian froze.

"I seldom take pictures, and it's the first time I've been photographed." He looked calm and calm, with a smile on the corners of his eyebrows, and calmly said as he unbuttoned, "If you want to see, I don't mind being in front of you." With two deductions already released, Que Qingyan asked again, "Or are you willing to help me unbuckle?"

The latter sentence was very low, and the ending sounded like a soothing: "Don't blush."

"..." Lin Mian's eyes were no longer red, and he blushed terribly, so nervous that he couldn't even breathe, he whispered, "I, I, I was wrong."

She didn't dare to look at him now. Que Qingyan smiled intently, and buckled the button back again.

Que Qingyan said last night that he would agree to any request she made.

Now Lin Mian understands the meaning of this sentence. What she asks, he will agree, but...

Lin Mian wants to cry without tears, but she has no blessings at all, and the whole person is about to burn ah ah ah ah...

What is meant by a soldier who surrenders without a fight? That's it.

Que Qingyan's hands-on teaching was very useful. This time Lin Mian started to draw sketches obediently. His mind was full of the scene when Que Qingyan slowly understood the shirt button, and the writing was unexpectedly smooth.

Not long after this episode happened, Lin Mian received a call from Lin's mother.

Lin Mian glanced at the caller ID, hesitated for a moment, greeted Que Qingyan, and borrowed the study to answer the phone.

Ruan Lishu has been working on an M&A case these days. There have been no less than ten large and small meetings before signing the contract. Now I finally have to rest for a few days. Unexpectedly, on the first day of vacation, I saw the clarification news from Shen's son this morning.

Ruan Lishu went back and saw the club’s tabloid report not long ago, and called it almost as soon as he finished reading it.

"I went to the club with Jiajia to find someone that day. When I came out, I was accidentally photographed." Lin Mian thought about it and explained softly, "The news was that I and Shen Yanzhou were filmed on the news, but it was actually..."

Ruan Lishu has read the two pieces of news. She usually doesn't interfere with her daughter's social life, but she knows her daughter and knows that Lin Mian is not a person who would go to such occasions to hang out, so of course Ruan Lishu wants to ask about this.

"Mom knows that you and Shen's son are nothing, he looks like..." Ruan Lishu frowned slightly when she thought of the lace news she had heard before, and said nothing more. She put down the tablet in her hand and said, "Mianmian, my mother wants to ask you, the news said, Que Qingyan and you--"

Ruan Lishu thought for a while, still used the four words "the relationship is good", did not ask too closely, and asked softly, "Is there such a thing?"

Lin Mian subconsciously glanced at the closed study door, gently scratched the phone with his fingertips, thought for a moment, or whispered: "I like him."

...

Five minutes later, Lin Mian came out of the study, and Que Qingyan just closed the materials.

After processing the mail, he turned off the computer and got up, picked up the phone and looked down to send a message, and asked, "Are you free next weekend?"

Just as Lin Mian answered, the phone indicated that he had received a WeChat message.

She looked down and saw that it was a schedule sent by Que Qingyan.

Zoomed in and looked carefully. Course lectures, meeting time, appointments and interviews, and some of them even marked the details of the appointment.

It is Que Qingyan's schedule for the past two weeks.

"Didn't you say you want to come to me for a nap?" Que Qingyan put the phone back on the table, and said in a low voice, "You can choose to come when I am here. If you think you will not be able to sleep with me, you can also choose to come when I have something to do. sleep."

He smiled: "Anyway, you have the key."

Lin Mian's heart was moved, and he confessed for a while, "Then I will definitely...choose when you are there."

Facts have proved that the second half of Que Qingyan is not unreasonable.

Two days ago, Lin Mian could still carry Que Qingyan's time in the apartment, holding a small blanket and pillow to take a nap upstairs.

For the next two days, when Lin Mian insisted on picking him up, he was almost covered with a blanket to take a nap.

On the last day, Lin Mian couldn't hold it anymore. She chose a time for a clear meeting, went upstairs habitually, and finally took a nap.

No other reason.

Just because Lin Mian... couldn't sleep at all when he was there.

Que Qingyan is used to working in the living room and rarely uses the study room. The large and soft sofa is also placed on the other side of the living room, a short distance away, directly facing the desk.

Looking at it from Lin Mian's perspective, one can clearly see the profile of Que Qingyan turning over the information and reading the book. The knuckles are buckled on the edge of the page, and the chiseled profile looks like a painting.

Lin Mian looked dazzling and didn't feel sleepy. When Que Qingyan poured his coffee, he couldn't help but whispered: "Qu Qingyan...can you read a five-minute book? You can read anything."

She grabbed the blanket and exposed a pair of wet apricot eyes. Seeing his consent, she put on the blindfold and lay back obediently.

Waiting for him to coax her to sleep.

Que Qingyan laughed.

Lin Mian just heard two sentences, only to feel that the content of the reading was very familiar. After realizing what it was, he squatted to interrupt Que Qingyan.

"Still can't sleep?" Que Qingyan put down the pink love letter and stationery and asked calmly, "Are you going to sleep in the master bedroom?"

"..."

Lin Mian silently pulled the blindfold from front of her eyes to her face, covering her hot flushing face, and said to her heart, how could she be able to sleep? ! !