You Sound Sleepy

It was still early in the morning. Lin Mian leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom to calm his mind. After thinking about it, he wanted to get his mobile phone and decided to find something for himself temporarily.

Yesterday she hurried out of the hotel room. This morning, an assistant sent a text message before boarding and leaving S City. Just as Lin Mian wanted to reply, the assistant immediately sent another one.

Assistant: [Teacher, when are you going back? The small gift from the organizer is still with me, and I will send it to you at that time. 】

Lin Mian thought for a moment: [It may take two days. 】

In fact, the Linmian fever had almost subsided in the early morning, but there was no time to ask Que Qingyan when he would go back.

This morning, when it was still dark, Que Qingyan came over and knocked on the door. At that time, Lin Mian slept in a daze, holding the quilt and opened the door for him.

When he was not awake from a dream, Lin Mian unexpectedly did not give birth to any stubborn feelings, and obediently Ren Que made clear words to take her body temperature. In the confusion, she looked at the electronic thermometer for a long while, then moved to the finger bone holding the thermometer, and said softly, "Que Qingyan."

With a look of sleeplessness.

"The fever is gone." Que Qingyan put away the thermometer, "I will go downstairs and call me if I feel uncomfortable."

The voice of the other party was suppressed low, like the soft sound of crushed ice hitting a wall, with some attractive magnetism for no reason. Lin Mian's sleepy mind suddenly moved, and when Que Qingyan turned around, he reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Want to drink water?"

Lin Mian shook his head.

With the dim skylight outside the window, Que Qingyan saw Lin Mian with a look of sleepiness, wrapped in a quilt, and rubbed slowly to the other side of the bed, freeing up half of the bed.

After finishing all this, Lin Mian slowly stretched out his hand from the bed, and patted the vacant bed fondly.

The whole set of movements was completed smoothly and naturally, without red ears, no red faces, and a very open-minded expression.

Que Qingyan's expression paused slightly.

I'm so sleepy, I can still hold my strength to kiss him.

Lin Mian actually thought very simple. At this point in time, Que Qingyan got up and came over to test her temperature. She must be very sleepy. Before she could further implement the invitation to share half a bed, she listened to Que Qing's words smoothly:

"There is only one quilt, how do I sleep?"

After Lin Mian reacted afterwards, there was only one quilt, which was the one she wrapped.

Que Qingyan leaned over and stared at her, with sparse eyebrows and drooping eyelashes, and whispered: "You lent me the bed and quilt to sleep. As a thank you, should I put you to sleep?"

Coax her to sleep...

Lin Mian was a little more sober, before he had time to respond, he listened to him to continue.

"Since it is to coax you to sleep, you should do what you like." Que Qingyan asked, "How do you want me to coax?" After a pause, he suggested to her, "Is it going to tell a story or read the news?"

"I'm not good at coaxing people to sleep. Perhaps holding you is better for coaxing you to sleep than telling stories." Que Qingyan groaned for a moment, and then said, "Are there any other requirements besides hugging?"

These words came out very calmly from Que Qingyan's mouth. Lin Mian was a little awake again, feeling the blood in his body gradually burning like electricity, and said, "I..."

Que Qingyan finally stopped teasing her and asked calmly, "Can you still sleep like that?"

Lin Mian's ears were red and there was no sound, a struggling expression flashed across his half-sleepy face, clearly making a difficult choice.

Que Qingyan laughed.

He suppressed it all night, and now Lin Mian had the courage to provoke people. If he couldn't hold back any more, it was not just a verbal response just now.

"Go to sleep." Que Qingyan touched her hot eartips with her fingers, temporarily dispelling the idea of ​​going downstairs, stood up and said, "I'll take a shower."

…

Lin Mian squeezed the phone, and finally remembered what she had done when he was half-dreaming and half-awake. After a trance, the phone shook, and the assistant sent another text message.

Assistant: [Then wait two days for your return, I'll post it. 】

Another one.

Assistant: [By the way, teacher, we all said at dinner last night that your boyfriend is so handsome that he can be drawn into a comic. The teacher you mentioned in the magazine interview last time was your boyfriend, right? 】

boyfriend.

Lin Mian stood silently by the window, staring down at these three characters for a while, his heartbeat speeding up.

The lawn of the racecourse in the distance is wide, and you can see the open-air observation deck half-hidden in the morning mist. Que Qingyan set off fireworks last night and said that the effect of watching the observation deck would be better.

Lin Mian recalled the events of last night in all detail, replied a few words to the assistant, put away the phone, and put his face in the curtains very confidently.

Que Qingyan is with her.

After years of long-cherished wish was fulfilled, Lin Mian slowed down, digging out the unused masks from the suitcase, and moving the ribbons downstairs.

Downstairs, Cheng Ze's hangover had not disappeared, so he rushed over to visit him without breakfast. He stayed in the villa for a while and ordered the club's breakfast service by the way.

The restaurant was three kilometers away from the villa area. When Lin Mian went downstairs, the breakfast was delivered and served in the small terrace hall on the first floor of the villa.

Cheng Ze faced Que Qingyan if he could not ask him anything. He was holding back his words, and when he saw Lin Mian, he greeted with a hurried smile: "I just ordered breakfast. Come and eat together." After speaking, Cheng Ze seemed to find Que Qingyan Dai. He put on a mask and asked in surprise, "Why do you wear a mask and Quinn also wears a mask?"

On the sofa in the living room, Que Qingyan raised his eyes and stared at Lin Mian. He just closed his laptop and got up. The latter looked at him for a long while with his dark apricot eyes. He muffled and returned to Cheng Ze calmly: "Couple mask."

I was planning to pick a soft persimmon, but I didn’t expect Cheng Ze who showed his affection: "..."

The smile in Que Qingyan's eyes was obvious. He put away the documents in his hand, walked over to try Lin Mian's forehead temperature, and glanced over her red pinna.

"I'm going back to City B for a meeting this afternoon. I won't live here for long." Que Qingyan took her hand and looked as usual, "If you want to stay and play for a few days, I will come back after the meeting."

Lin Mian quilt Que Qingyan held his hands and was taken aback for a moment. He looked down at his fingers with distinct phalanx, and the excitement in his heart almost jumped out.

If she really stayed here for a few more days, Que Qingyan would fly over to accompany her again after going to City B for a meeting.

"..." Lin Mian tried his best to be natural, and said in a low voice, "I want to go back with you."

Cheng Ze held his eyes and turned his face away.

The breakfast provided by the club is very rich, but Lin Mian's attention is not on the table. She absently drinks milk and looks at Que Qingyan from time to time.

Que Qingyan had already taken off the mask. Lin Mian was afraid that he would cough, so he was embarrassed to move closer to him. He could only look at people with guilt, until Cheng Ze couldn't help but cough, and then looked away.

Lin Mian swallowed a mouthful of milk, distracted.

After talking about being together, Que Qingyan's attitude towards her seemed to have changed, and it seemed to be no different from the original.

Lin Mian can really feel Que Qingyan likes herself, and she wants to respond to her likes seriously, but now she has a chance, but suddenly she doesn't know how to deal with it.

Ms. Mu Mian was able to comprehend the girl's long love process at his fingertips. He was the uncrowned king of emotional theory, but it was his turn to get stuck.

Dating, eating, watching movies, kissing... These lovers' relationship patterns are actually almost done by her and Que Qingyan, so go a little deeper...

Lin Mian thought of something uncontrollably, choked into his throat after drinking half of the milk, blushing and coughing on his head for a long time.

Cheng Ze was spreading jam on the bread. He looked up and saw the little girl coughing red and ears for a long time. After relieving, Quinn pushed her chin slightly with her finger bones, and wiped her lips off with her fingers. Horn of milk.

Do not wipe with a napkin, you have to use your fingers.

Cheng Ze said in his heart that he almost suspected that the cleanliness Quinn in Britain was a fake.

After eating breakfast, Lin Mian was still thinking about what had happened before, until he waited for the flight at the airport, he still didn't list a complete set of love procedures.

Finally being able to be with Que Qingyan, after years of long-cherished wish, Lin Mian wanted to be intimate with each other unreservedly, and worried about the way the two get along.

She wants Que Qingyan to know that it is worthwhile to like herself.

Teacher Mu Mian has a heavy responsibility, and a little sad besides sweetness.

Que Qingyan came back after answering the phone and saw Lin Mian wearing a mask sitting in the terminal, playing with his mobile phone with his head down. Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders obediently, her ears were a little red, and her expression was very serious.

Lin Mian was browsing the webpage on his mobile phone, and was saving bookmarks one by one:

"Ten life tips, teach you how to keep the freshness between lovers"

"From the unfamiliar relationship to the loving golden wedding, taking you into the love journey of a model couple"

"Unbelievable! The husband and wife have not quarreled for 20 years. Research has found that the secret behind it turned out to be..."

"How to prevent the other half from cheating? 99% of people don’t know the secrets in the room, learn this posture for a lifetime..."

"..."

Que Qingyan pinched his eyebrows and said, "Lin Mian."

Unexpectedly, Lin Mian hurriedly covered the phone screen, his neck flushed, raised his wet eyes, and looked at Que Qingyan with a guilty conscience and anxiously.

"...If you want to know this," Que Qingyan looked down at her, with deep eyes, and said concisely, "I can teach you."

"It's not..." Lin Mian wanted to pierce the ground with shame, and explained with difficulty, "I..."

Ah ah ah ah ah…

Lin Mian recalled what he had read just now, thinking that his heart was smashed to death on the seat. Before I was ashamed, I suddenly thought of it.

Que Qingyan just called her by name.

Lin Mian curled up his fingers, and the love process in his mind suddenly added the first one.

Start with the name of...

The two are already together, Que Qingyan can't always call her name...

What is it called...

Lin Mian listed a long list of intimate nicknames in his mind, and his face covered by the mask gradually became hot. She did not dare to speak out to Que Qingyan, but looked at him for a moment.

"Teach students in accordance with their aptitude." The topic continued, Que Qingyan added calmly, "Charge a little tuition."

There was a stair barrier around the two people's positions. There was no one around, and they were so close that what they called them had been forgotten. Lin Mian asked in a low voice, "What is the tuition?"

Que Qingyan's eyes were deep and he didn't speak.

Looking at each other for a long while, Lin Mian pursed his lips, and talked softly: "Does that have to be stamped...confirm?"

Upon hearing the words of Que Qingyan, some smiles appeared on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

The next second, he leaned down on the back of the chair and kissed her on the forehead through the mask.

"Sister Mianmian, Ethan will be on Christmas vacation next week. He bought a ticket and came to see me." In the apartment, Xu Tong was sitting in the sofa chair in Linmian's workshop and asked enthusiastically, "Do you have anything to purchase? "

Lin Mian came out of the kitchen, put the salad bowl in Xu Tong's hand, and said softly: "Xu Xiaotong, I saw you turn to this page half an hour ago."

Xu Tong shut up when he heard the words and continued to lower his head to read.

Towards the end of the K big period, Lin Mian and Que Qingyan have met very little in the past few days, but often see Xu Tong.

During prime time at the end of the term, the study room in the K library was overcrowded, and Xu Tong sometimes did not have a seat to review, so he would go to Lin Mian to review. Lin Mian gave up his workshop to his little cousin without drawing for these two days.

Halfway through Xu Tong's review, the phone on the desk vibrated.

She glanced casually, picked up the phone, got up and walked outside the workplace: "Sister Mianmian, your phone."

In the bedroom, Lin Mian was sitting on the thick soft carpet, holding the disc storage box. She buried herself in the movie spy at the bottom of the box, with no free hands, and asked, "Whose is it?"

Xu Tong glanced at the caller ID, and said smoothly: "Dear."

"..."

Lin Mian made a move and almost broke the disc in his hand.

The phone is on.

On the other side, Que Qingyan didn't listen to all the words, and he paused when he heard the words, and put down his pen.

Lin Mian closed his eyes, his face flushed, and took the phone Xu Tong handed over.

After thinking about the address at the airport that day, Lin Mian secretly changed Que Qingyan's remarks on her mobile phone.

Haven't dared... No, I haven't had time to tell him.

"..." There was a deep and sweet voice on the other end of the phone, with a little smile, and asked: "Dear?"

Although this is a question, Lin Mian is already so impatient that he hangs up.

After a long while, Lin Mian kept his ears red and stiffened for a long time, unconsciously scratching the soft carpet of the carpet with his fingertips, and begging for a favor without being afraid of death, he responded:

"Eh."