There was a moment of silence on the phone.
Lin Mian's free fingertips were still twiddling the comfortable carpet hair, suppressing her blushing and not continuing to remedy it. She felt more and more nervous, turned her face away and took a look at the phone. The phone was connected, but she hadn't hung up yet.
Stretching out the head with a knife, retracting the head is also a knife.
Shame is a bit shameful, but things like nicknames... will have to be changed sooner or later.
Lin Mian thought back to Que Qingyan's "heart" with a subdued smile just now, and ate the cheap money he took for empty talk as candy. He felt that the tip of his heart was being scratched all over like the carpet fluff in his hand, so he stood firm and endured it. Did not speak.
This is the reaction of insisting on listening to Que Qingyan.
No wonder Lin Mian was hesitant to talk to him that day at the airport. When asked, he just blushed and didn't mention anything else. Que Qingyan temporarily put aside the original purpose of calling, pondered for a moment, and asked, "This is the note for me?"
Lin Mian's voice was inaudible: "Well..."
There was another brief silence on the other end of the phone.
Just when Lin Mian himself was so irritable that he couldn't help changing the subject, Que Qingyan's voice came over again in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell me before?"
Lin Mian wanted to scratch the wall, this kind of nickname even made her feel too shameful, how could she let him know? ! !
But obviously she underestimated the acceptance of the other party. Que Qingyan picked up the phone, got up calmly and poured coffee, and continued to ask, "What do you want me to call you?"
After a pause, he asked calmly, "Mianmian?"
Lin Mian's heart skipped a beat, and he squeezed the phone tightly.
moment.
Que Qingyan smiled concentratingly, and lowered his voice again: "Baby?"
"..."
Lin Mian's whole body was so hot that it could be used as a living radiator.
Even with such a flirtatious nickname, Que Qingyan's voice was cold, with a bit of ascetic calmness and clarity. Lin Mian's fingertips pinching the phone were sweating slightly, almost thinking that what he just said was not from him.
"..." After a while, she took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Wait, can you... say it again?"
Before Lin Mian could get out of his blushing and heartbeat, and was about to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find a recorder, the other end of the phone spoke again.
"No need to record." Que Qing said, "I can say these words whenever you want."
He knew she wanted to record...
Lin Mian stopped his movements, held back for a long time, and uttered the word "um".
After hanging up the phone, the living radiator silently picked up a DVD with a ghostly cover from the storage box, and silently put his face on the cold disc to calm down for a while.
When it comes to flirting in a few words, she and Que Qingyan are not at the same level at all.
Xu Tong still leaned against the bedroom door and did not leave. She has been listening to the wall since handing over the phone, and she couldn't hide her excitement at the moment: "Sister Mianmian, do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yeah." Lin Mian came back, "Xu Xiaotong, don't you still want to review?"
It was rare for Xu Tong to see Lin Mian blushing, full of freshness, and Quan pretended not to hear the second part of the sentence: "How did you meet? How is your sister and wife? Do you also work in the city? Are you handsome?"
"..." Lin Mian looked up at his little cousin after hearing the words, with a melancholy expression and melancholy eyes, and said softly, "He works very hard, and we rarely see each other, so we can only call on the phone."
Xu Tong didn't know how many times in his life he was deceived by Lin Mian's innocent and serious appearance, and then he imagined a bitter long-distance relationship, and the image of a brother-in-law who was busy working hard for his life, so he stopped poking at Lin Mian's pain points and was busy Shut up and went back to the workshop.
At the same time, in the office, Que Qingyan answered the phone.
"Don't think I'm calling to bother you again." On the other side of Que's house, Que's mother, Song Ranhua, walked out of the study and said with a smile, "Your father told me not to worry about your young people's affairs, I'm still not at ease, So let me ask you a few more questions."
Just a few days ago, the Que family's parents, who had just returned from vacation, learned about Lin Mian's existence from Que Qingyan.
Before this, Song Ranhua had actually heard Que Min occasionally mention this matter, and also heard a lot of rumors, but the Que family has a free family style, and they have seldom asked about their children's emotional and private life for so many years. Unexpectedly, Que Qingyan would take the initiative to mention it.
Song Ranhua knew his son well, and since he was open about the progress of his relationship, he was planning to develop it further.
Before the Lin family fell out of the wealthy family, Song Ranhua had some friendship with Lin's mother, Ruan Lishu, and met Lin Mian. She still had a little impression of Lin Mian, she was a cute and lovable little girl in her memory, and she had heard Que Min praise a lot, so she had no objection to this relationship.
But after many years, Song Ranhua did not expect that the little girl is now his son's girlfriend, and she might be his daughter-in-law in the future.
There will be a family banquet in Que Zhai next month, so I can take this opportunity to get to know the little girl. Song Ranhua called Que Qingyan not long ago and mentioned the matter of bringing Lin Mian back, and now he made another call:
"If you can bring Mianmian here, you can stay here for a few days, and then you can tidy up another guest room or live in your room." Song Ranhua said, "But I have to ask what they mean about this... Just now Did you ask? What did Mianmian say?"
Que Qingyan put the coffee cup on the table and said calmly, "I haven't asked yet."
When he called Lin Mian just now, he wanted to mention the family banquet, but the topic changed to another place, so he didn't have time to ask.
Before Song Ranhua managed to convince his son, but seeing that he didn't mean to ask, he joked, "Reluctant to bring it here? Afraid that we will bully and embarrass him?"
Que Qingyan smiled and didn't explain much.
"The Lin family... Li Shu loves her daughter, if she brings Mian Mian over, she must inform Li Shu."
Song Ranhua thought about it for a while, and said: "By the way, did you let Lishu know about the two of you? If you haven't said it yet, I'll ask some time."
"You don't need to come here." Que Qingyan paused and said, "Mrs. Ruan and I have already made an appointment to meet."
It is true to spread the progress of the relationship on the bright side, but it is also true not to let others intervene.
"... have an appointment?" Song Ranhua realized, "Didn't you let Mianmian know?"
Que Qingyan responded lightly.
Song Ranhua thought in her heart that her husband was very skilled in the business field, and although her son did not go into business, in terms of work, the temperament of the father and son was simply inherited in the same line.
One person does everything without saying a word.
Not counting the call time in the afternoon, Lin Mian hadn't seen Que Qingyan for four days.
Que Qingyan was so busy these days that she went out early and returned late. The flower delivery man who came to the door in the early morning failed to deliver flowers to the Lord several times, so she took the elevator down the second floor as usual, and handed the flowers to her.
In the bedroom, Lin Mian put down the half-organized movie spies, picked up the phone, stared at Que Qingyan's call note for a long while, pursed his lips and began to recall the content of the previous call for the eighth time.
In fact, it is not impossible to go to school to find Que Qingyan, but Lin Mian is still exploring the way of getting along with lovers recently, not sure if this level of clinginess will... reduce the freshness of the relationship between the two.
Lin Mian kicked off the slippers by the bed, slowly nestled into the bed, and flipped through the phone album with downcast eyes.
Professor Que's candid photos on the campus forum of K University can produce a complete photo album, which was secretly saved by Lin Mian a long time ago. At this moment, she scanned through the hundreds of sneak photos one by one, picked a close-up of the face with a clear angle, and set it as the phone wallpaper.
This is not a sneak photo circulated among students, but taken by Lin Mian himself.
Once she took a class in international economic law, sat in the back seat, zoomed in on Que Qingyan with her mobile phone camera, and accidentally photographed it.
That time with the flash on...
After the filming, he was carried to the office...
Lin Mian interrupted the memory in time, selectively forgot the office training session behind this sneak photo, turned off the automatic lock of the mobile phone screen, and contentedly buried the mobile phone under the bed for an afternoon nap.
The doorbell rang, and Xu Tong came out of the work room with a salad bowl in his arms, a piece of cantaloupe stuffed in his mouth, and opened the door while greeting the bedroom: "Sister Mianmian, yes—"
Seeing the man in front of him, the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat.
When Lin Mian woke up, there was silence in the bedroom, and the sky outside the window was already dark.
The phone screen was still glowing with white light, Lin Mian poked into WeChat while thinking.
Just now, when she was half asleep and half awake, it seemed that someone had sent her a message, and the vibrating sound of the message reminder continued, but she was too sleepy at the time, so she just let it go—
As soon as he opened the chat box, Lin Mian was stunned by the exclamation points sent by Xu Tong.
Xu Tong: [Sister Mian Mian, my brother-in-law is Professor Que? ! ! ! ! !]
Xu Tong: [Professor Que? ? ? ! ! ! ! !]
…
Lin Mian scrolled through several Xu Xiaotong's out-of-control growls, and dragged the chat box to the end, an hour ago.
Xu Tong: [Professor Que told me not to wake you up.]
Xu Tong: [Sister Mianmian, I'm leaving first.]
"..."
Que Qingyan came.
Dazed for a moment, Lin Mian scrambled and sat up on the bed, rubbed his face and was about to get out of bed. She didn't bother to put on her slippers, and hurriedly turned over the storage box on the carpet, and the neatly arranged DVDs scattered all over the floor, causing quite a commotion.
After a while, the bedroom door was knocked twice, followed by a familiar voice.
"What's wrong?"
He is still there.
Lin Mian's heart beat faster, stepped on the carpet and opened the door.
Que Qingyan outside the door was still in a suit and leather shoes, with a clear and light tea scent on his body, as if he had just come down from some formal occasion. Lin Mian brightened her eyes, called his name in a low voice, and asked, "Did you just finish the meeting?"
"I went to meet someone." Que Qingyan looked down at her, his gaze fell on Lin Mian's fair and small ankle bone, swept across the bare instep, and said, "Why don't you wear slippers?"
Lin Mian also looked down, shrank her feet in embarrassment, suppressed her joy and said, "I was too eager to open the door just now, so I forgot to wear it." After finishing speaking, he added, "You... wait a minute."
Movie spies were scattered all over the carpet in the bedroom, creating a sense of disaster movie ruins. Lin Mian stepped into the gap to find slippers by the bed, and when she lowered her head to put on her shoes, she realized that she was still wearing pajamas.
With the action of putting on slippers, Lin Mian couldn't hold back, and put his head on his knees to calm down for a while.
I haven't seen Que Qingyan for a few days, and the scene of the reunion in her mind is not beautiful and dreamy, but at least has a sense of ambiguity. It is not like now, wearing pajamas, messy hair, no slippers, in the bedroom. Mess...
The more Lin Mian thought about it, the more heartbroken she became, her heart burst into tears with regret, and she just wanted to find a topic to adjust the atmosphere, when she raised her eyes and looked at Que Qingyan, she paused.
A box spread out on the carpet, which contained the tie she asked Que Qingyan not long ago, and there was a Blu-ray spy movie underneath. The latter glanced over the tie and stopped on the disc cover.
Lin Mian took a second look and came to his senses.
She was so excited just now that she completely forgot that the pile in her bedroom was...
Horror Movie Spy.
The time goes back to a long time ago. One night, in order to find an excuse to meet someone, the malicious teacher Mu Mian lied casually.
The original words are:
— “I watched a horror movie just now, and I was a little scared.”
Lin Mian: "..."
Who is afraid of watching horror movies and has a collection of movie discs in the bedroom, and also treasures the thriller and horror discs with the lover's tie? ! !
In a trance, the love chicken soup that he had been making up for these days passed quickly through Lin Mian's mind like a lantern, and one item emerged slowly and clearly:
TOP1 taboo items for couples in love: cheating, people.
"Que, Que Qingyan..." Lin Mian's mind went blank, and she didn't care whether she changed her pajamas or not. She raised her eyes to look at Que Qingyan, and moved to the door little by little, "I..."
If Lin Mian remembered correctly, Que Qingyan agreed to let her chase him that night.
Ever since Xu Tong's matter was discovered, not to mention big lies about the seriousness of the situation, even Lin Mian didn't plan to tell Yiqing's little lie in front of Que Qingyan, that time was completely unintentional.
Does he feel that he will do anything to get close to him
Lin Mian was still wearing thin pajamas, with a guilty and annoyed expression, looking at the DVD with evasive eyes, organizing his words. Que Qingyan unbuttoned his suit jacket casually, and responded calmly: "Huh?"
Lin Mianqi Qi Ran: "I didn't mean to lie to you..."
Que Qingyan untied his coat, leaned over to put it on Lin Mian, and asked, "What did you lie to me?"
"..." There was still some residual warmth on the jacket, Lin Mian was stunned, and subconsciously grabbed the suit jacket on his body with his fingertips.
"My memory is not too bad. I remember that night you said you wanted to see me." Que Qingyan smiled concentratingly, paused, and asked, "Did you lie to me?"
Lin Mian and him looked at each other for a while, shaking his head with red ears.
Que Qingyan has experienced the sophistry of lying in court, which is enough to judge ordinary lies and deceptions. What's more, such an innocuous little excuse like Lin Mian's flirting is more important.
So when he saw the tie just now, he wasn't thinking about it.
In the afternoon, Que Qingyan went to see Ruan Lishu, who picked up the teacup and put it down again, frowned and said, "When I asked about the news, Mianmian told me that it was because she liked you and wished to chase you."
Mother Lin loved her daughter so much that she was not willing to let her suffer any setbacks since she was a child. Since her husband passed away, she has never said a single harsh word to her daughter. Except that time nine years ago.
"It was snowing so hard at that time that the winding mountain road below the villa area was blocked." Ruan Lishu's eyes fell on the exquisite carved porcelain cup, and she recalled, "Neither we nor the driver could find her, and only came back at night. I know how it burns."
"I asked her and she didn't say anything. I had to ask Jiajia to find out. She was there specially to wait for someone to eat."
No matter how good the family background of the Que family was, no matter how satisfied Ruan Lishu was with Que Qingyan, she knew in her heart that no one else could be blamed for this matter, but she still added a sentence: "Qingyan, I'm used to protecting you with quilts. This is the first time I like someone so much. Everything said here is for your protection."
Que Qingyan groaned with concentration, and answered.
The man in front of him is neither arrogant nor arrogant, and he is calm and self-sustaining in every gesture. Although Ruan Lishu was older than Que Qingyan, she couldn't muster up the momentum to speak, so she was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "I'll need you to worry more in the future."
…
"Que Qingyan," Lin Mian thought about his words, but still planned to confess clearly, "I... really wanted to see you that time. I didn't lie to you."
Against the light in the bedroom, Lin Mian's eyes were bright. Que Qingyan's voice slowed down, and asked, "What do you call me?"
what to call him...
Lin Mian's face turned red when he thought of the notes he had given to Que Qingyan's call.
The topic had already been taken to another place, Lin Mian looked up at him, rehearsed the phrase "heart" dozens of times in his mind, but was still too ashamed to say it.
The warm-colored lampshade fell down. From Lin Mian's point of view, Que Qingyan's brows drooped, Yingjun's facial features were coated with a halo, and there was a smile in his dark eyes, waiting for her answer.
He had already taken off his suit jacket, and he was left with a white shirt, with the collar buttons of the same color buttoned to the first. The arc of his jaw and neck was long and smooth, and he was well-dressed as if he could attend an academic seminar.
Why flirt with her in such a low and seductive voice.
Lin Mian's face was hot as hell, and at this moment, she had the urge to let him kiss her, and any words of apology were stuffed in the corner of her mind. She waited for a long time before she stuttered and whispered:
"I haven't seen you for the past few days," Lin Mian suddenly changed the subject and said, "I was thinking about the way lovers get along...but I haven't figured it out yet."
Que Qingyan paused slightly.
"So I want to ask you." Lin Mian continued in a low voice, "Didn't you say at the airport that day that if I wanted to know, you would teach me..."
Also stamped.
Not long ago, the scene of Lin Mian curled up under the quilt with her mobile phone came back to Que Qingyan's mind.
Her long eyelashes drooped down, her face flushed slightly, and she slept soundly.
His picture is on the phone screen.
Knowing the law and self-cultivation, the more rational you are, the calmer you will be. Que Qingyan's self-cultivation and restraint will not allow him to do some inappropriate things based on his personal feelings and selfish desires before everything is smoothed out.
But Lin Mian is different.
Her love is simple and straightforward, and her intimacy is also calm. He was protected too well, and he didn't mean to guard against him at all.
"..." Que Qingyan's eyes fell on Lin Mian's reddened ears, his eyes were dark and faint, he paused for a moment, and asked, "How should I teach?"
As the two got closer, Lin Mian's heart beat faster.
Get closer and kiss...
"You..." Lin Mian suppressed her heartbeat, blushing and replied, "Look at me."