It was still early in the morning, Lin Mian leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom to calm down, thought for a while, took out his phone, and decided to find something to do for himself temporarily.
She checked out of the hotel room in a hurry yesterday. This morning, an assistant sent a text message before boarding the plane to leave S city. Just as Lin Mian was about to reply, the assistant sent another one.
Assistant: [teacher, when will you go back? The small gift from the organizer is still here, and I will send it to you when the time comes.]
Lin Mian thought for a moment: [It may take two days.]
In fact, Lin Mian's fever had almost subsided in the early morning, but he hadn't had time to ask Que Qingyan when he would go back.
Que Qingyan came and knocked on the door before dawn this morning. Lin Mian was sleepy at that time, so she held the quilt and opened the door for him.
When she was half asleep, Lin Mian unexpectedly didn't feel any intimacy, and obediently let Que Qingyan take her temperature. In a daze, she looked at the electronic thermometer for a while, then moved to the phalanx holding the thermometer, and said slowly and softly, "Que Qingyan."
With a sleepy look on his face.
"The fever is gone." Que Qingyan put away the thermometer, "I'll go downstairs, call me if you still feel uncomfortable."
The other party's voice was low, like the sound of crushed ice hitting a wall, with some seductive 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.
Through the dim skylight outside the window, Que Qingyan saw Lin Mian, with a sleepy expression on his face, dawdling under the quilt, slowly rubbing to the other side of the bed to make room for half of the bed.
After doing all this, Lin Mian slowly stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and patted the vacated mattress flatteringly.
The whole set of movements was completed smoothly and naturally, with no red ears, no red face, and a very open expression.
Que Qingyan paused slightly.
She was so sleepy, but she still managed to get close to him.
Lin Mian actually thought very simply. At this point in time, Que Qingyan got up and came to test her temperature, so she must be sleepy too. Before she could further implement the sleeping invitation to share half of the bed, Que Qingyan said calmly:
"How can I sleep with only one quilt?"
Lin Mian realized belatedly that there was only one quilt, which was the one she wrapped.
Que Qingyan leaned over to look at her, with sparse eyebrows and drooping eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "You lent me the bed and quilt to sleep in. As a thank you, should I coax you to sleep?"
lull her to sleep...
Lin Mian woke up a little, and before he could respond, he listened to him continue.
"Since it's coaxing you to sleep, it should be done as you like." Que Qingyan asked, "How do you want me to coax you?" After a pause, he suggested to her, "Should I tell a story or read the news?"
"I'm not good at coaxing people to sleep. Compared to telling stories, hugging you may be better at coaxing you to sleep." Que Qingyan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Aside from hugging, do you have any other requirements?"
These words came out of Que Qingyan's mouth very calmly, Lin Mian became sober again, feeling the blood in his whole body was gradually burning like electricity, and he was speechless: "I..."
Que Qingyan finally stopped teasing her, and asked calmly, "Will you still be able to sleep then?"
Lin Mianhong kept silent with her ears open, and a struggling look flashed across her half-sleepy face, obviously making a difficult choice.
Que Qingyan laughed.
He suppressed it all night, and at this moment Lin Mian actually dared to tease people. If he couldn't hold it back, it would not just be a verbal retaliation just now.
"Go to sleep." Que Qingyan touched her burning eartips with his fingertips, and temporarily gave up the idea of going downstairs, stood up and said, "I'm going to take a bath."
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Lin Mian pinched the phone, and finally recalled the outrageous things he did when he was half asleep and half awake. Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and the assistant sent another text message.
Assistant: [Then wait for you to come back in two days, and I will send it over.]
Another one.
Assistant: [By the way, teacher, we were talking at dinner last night that your boyfriend is so handsome that he could be drawn in a comic. Teacher, what you mentioned in the magazine interview last time was your boyfriend, right?]
Boy friend.
Lin Mian stood silently by the window, staring down at the three words for a long while, her heart beating faster.
The lawn of the racecourse in the distance is empty, and you can see the open-air viewing platform half hidden in the morning mist in the distance. Last night, Que Qing said that fireworks were set off, and he also said that the effect of watching from the viewing platform would be better.
Lin Mian recalled the events of last night in detail, replied to the assistant a few words, put away the phone, and buried his face in the curtain in a very useless manner.
Que Qingyan was with her.
Years of long-cherished wishes were fulfilled, Lin Mian recovered from his stress, dug out the unused masks signed and sold from the suitcase, and moved the ribbons downstairs.
Downstairs, Cheng Ze was still hangover, so he hurried over to drop by without having breakfast. He stayed in the villa for a while, and called the club's breakfast service by the way.
The restaurant is three kilometers away from the villa area. When Lin Mian went downstairs, breakfast was brought over and placed in the small terrace hall on the first floor of the villa.
Cheng Ze couldn't ask Que Qingyan anything, and was holding back his words. When he met Lin Mian, he greeted Lin Mian with a busy smile, "I ordered breakfast just now, let's eat together." Putting on a mask, he asked in surprise, "Why are you wearing a mask, and Quinn is also wearing a mask?"
On the sofa in the living room, Que Qingyan raised his eyes and met Lin Mian's gaze. Just as he closed his notebook and stood up, the latter stared at him for a long time with his dark almond eyes, and calmly replied to Cheng Ze: "Couple mask."
He planned to pick a soft persimmon, but Cheng Ze, who showed off his affectionate face, said, "..."
The smile in Que Qingyan's eyes was obvious. He put away the documents at hand, walked over to test Lin Mian's forehead temperature, and glanced at her flushed ears.
"I'm going back to City B for a meeting this afternoon, and I won't be staying here for long." Que Qingyan held her hand, his expression normal, "If you want to stay for a few days, I'll come back after the meeting."
Lin Mian was held by Que Qingyan, and she was stunned for a moment, looking down at his fingers with well-defined phalanges, a sense of joy almost jumped out of her heart.
If she really stayed here for a few more days, Que Qingyan would fly over to accompany her after the meeting in City B.
"..." Lin Mian tried to be as natural as possible, and whispered, "I want to go back with you."
Cheng Ze covered his eyes and turned his face away.
The breakfast provided by the club was rich, but Lin Mian's attention was not on the table. She drank milk absently and looked at Que Qingyan from time to time.
Que Qingyan had already taken off his mask, and Lin Mian was afraid that he would cough, so he felt embarrassed to move closer to him, so he could only look at him with apologetic eyes until Cheng Ze couldn't help coughing, then he looked away.
Lin Mian swallowed a mouthful of milk, distracted from his thoughts.
After talking about getting together, Que Qingyan's attitude towards her seems to have changed, and it seems to be the same as before.
Lin Mian could really feel that Que Qingyan liked her, and she also wanted to seriously respond to this liking, but now that she had the opportunity, she suddenly didn't know how to deal with it.
Teacher Mu Mian is familiar with the love process of girls' comics, and he is the uncrowned king of emotional theory, but he got stuck when it was his turn.
Dating, eating, watching movies, kissing... In fact, she and Que Qingyan have almost done these ways of getting along between lovers, and going a little deeper...
Lin Mian couldn't help thinking of something, choked the half-drinked milk into his throat, and coughed for a long time with a blushing face.
Cheng Ze was spreading jam on the bread, looked up following the sound, and saw the little girl coughing for a long time with red face, after recovering, Quinn slightly pressed the chin with his finger bone, wiped off the little girl's lips with his fingertips. horn of milk.
Do not wipe with napkins, use your fingers.
Cheng Ze thought to himself, he almost suspected that the clean freak Quinn in England was a fake.
After breakfast, Lin Mian was still thinking about the previous things seriously, and he still didn't list out a complete love process when he was waiting at the airport.
Finally being able to be with Que Qingyan, the long-cherished wish of many years has come true, Lin Mian wants to be intimate with each other unreservedly, but is also worried about the way the two get along.
She wanted Que Qingyan to know that it was worthwhile to like herself.
Teacher Mu Mian has a heavy responsibility, and besides being sweet, she is also a little sad.
When Que Qingyan came back from answering the phone, he saw Lin Mian sitting in the waiting hall wearing a mask, with his head down, playing with his phone. Her long black hair was draped obediently over her shoulders, her ears were a little red, and she looked extremely serious.
Lin Mian was browsing the webpage on her mobile phone, saving bookmarks one by one:
"Ten Small Coups in Life, Teach You How to Keep the Freshness Between Lovers"
"From Stranger Things to Love and Golden Wedding, Take You Into the Love Journey of a Model Couple"
"Unbelievable! The husband and wife are like glue and have no quarrel for 20 years. After research, it is found that the secret behind it is... 》
"How to prevent the other half from cheating? 99% of people don't know the secret in the room, learn this posture for a lifetime...》
"..."
Que Qingyan pinched the center of his brows and said, "Lin Mian."
Caught off guard, Lin Mian hurriedly covered the phone screen, her neck blushed, she raised her wet eyes, and looked at Que Qingyan with a guilty conscience.
"... If you want to know this," Que Qingyan looked down at her with deep eyes, and said concisely, "I can teach you."
"No..." Lin Mian was so ashamed that he wanted to dig into the ground, and explained with difficulty, "I..."
ah ah ah...
Lin Mian recalled what he had just watched, and he wanted to slam his head to death on his seat. I haven't finished being ashamed yet, and suddenly thought of it.
Just now Que Qingyan called her by name.
Lin Mian curled her fingers, and the love process in her mind suddenly had the first one.
Start with the salutation.
The two are already together, Que Qingyan can't keep calling her name...
call, what's 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 didn't dare to say it to Que Qingyan, she just looked at him without blinking.
"Teach students according to their aptitude." The topic continued, and Que Qingyan added calmly, "A little tuition fee."
The two people's positions are surrounded by stairs, and there is no one around. They are so close that they have already forgotten their names. Lin Mian asked in a low voice, "What tuition fee?"
Que Qingyan's eyes were dark and she didn't speak.
After staring at each other for a while, Lin Mian pursed his lips and discussed softly: "Do you want to stamp it... just to confirm?"
Hearing this, Que Qingyan smiled slightly from the corners of his eyes and brows.
The next second, he leaned down with the back of the chair and kissed her forehead through the mask.
"Sister Mianmian, Ethan will be on Christmas vacation next week, so he bought a plane ticket and came to see me." In the apartment, Xu Tong sat on the sofa in Lin Mian's workshop and asked enthusiastically, "Do you have anything you want to buy for me? "
Lin Mian came out of the kitchen, put the salad bowl in Xu Tong's hand, and said softly, "Xu Xiaotong, I saw you turned to this page half an hour ago."
Xu Tong shut up when he heard the words, and continued to read with his head down.
As the end of K major was approaching, Lin Mian had very little time to see Que Qingyan in the past few days, but he often saw Xu Tong.
During the prime time at the end of the semester, the study room in the library of K University was overcrowded. Sometimes Xu Tong could not occupy a seat to review, and would go to Lin Mian nearby to review. Lin Mian didn't need to draw for the past two days, so he gave up the workshop to his little cousin.
In the middle of Xu Tong's review, the phone on the table vibrated with a buzzing sound.
She glanced casually, picked up the phone, got up and walked out of the work room: "Sister Mianmian, your phone number."
In the bedroom, Lin Mian was sitting on the thick soft carpet, holding the disc storage box. She was busy sorting out the movie spies at the bottom of the box, and she had no free hands, so she asked, "Whose is it?"
Xu Tong glanced at the caller ID, and said casually, "My dear."
"..."
Lin Mian made a gesture and almost broke the disc in his hand.
The phone is on.
On the other side, Que Qingyan listened to every word, paused slightly, and put down the pen.
Lin Mian closed her eyes, her face flushed, and she took the phone that Xu Tong handed over.
After thinking about the address at the airport that day, Lin Mian secretly changed Que Qingyan's notes on her phone.
I haven't dared... No, I haven't had time to tell him.
"..." A deep and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone, suppressing a little smile, and asked unhurriedly: "My dear?"
Although this was a question, Lin Mian was so irritable that he was about to hang up the phone.
After a long while, Lin Mianhong hesitated for a long time with his ears, and subconsciously scratched the soft hair of the carpet with his fingertips.
"Eh."