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She immediately retorted: "Who wants to cooperate with you for the second time, my head still hurts now."
He put his palm on the top of her head and rubbed it gently: "Then I rub it?"
She was still angry: "What's the use of making up for it afterwards"
"At that time, you can still be calm," he seemed reasonable, "you are not a man."
Zheng Yimian:?
"So you lied to me when you said those words?"
"Besides," he said slowly, reaching out to rub her earlobe, "seeing me like that, shouldn't you feel a sense of accomplishment?"
Zheng Yimian didn't understand what he meant, she turned her head and asked, "What kind of look?"
Liang Fable was concise and to the point, and said lightly: "Crazy for you."
All kinds of fragments flooded into my mind just now, his low gasp in the dark, his Adam's apple rolling obviously in the shadows, the sweat dripping down his cheeks, his red eyes and the blue veins on his neck when he clenched his teeth
Zheng Yimian coughed and rolled up the quilt: "I want to sleep, so I won't talk to you anymore."
He smiled: "Go to sleep, after tossing and tossing for so long, it's time to go to sleep, otherwise I really won't be able to wake up tomorrow."
It is obvious that he was the one who initiated the crime, yet he spoke so freshly and refinedly, as if he wasn't the one who prevented her from escaping just now.
Zheng Yimian pursed her lips, closed her eyes, but couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.
As if she was asleep, she heard his voice in her ears when she was half asleep.
"I won't make you regret it."
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When I woke up the next day, I didn't know what time it was.
She still maintained the posture she had when she fell asleep, facing the curtain.
At this moment, the morning light filtering through the curtains reminded her that it was almost noon.
She felt that the light was a bit dazzling, so she squinted her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found that hands had been stretched out to block the glare for her.
When she turned her head, Liang Yu rested on the pillow and looked at her with a smile.
She stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, but peeked at him through her fingers: "Are you awake?"
"I haven't woken up for long," he moved his fingers slowly, watching the light and shadow cast various shapes on her cheeks, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"
She thought about it carefully: "Order takeaway, it's not too early now."
He said yes, but didn't move.
Zheng Yimian was frightened by his gaze and retracted into the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes: "Why are you still looking at me"
Liang Yu stretched out his hand to fiddle with her bangs, and said with a smile, "I want to see you."
"What's so interesting about me," she lowered her eyes, "You've been looking at it for so many years"
"It's been so many years, every time I see it, it's as amazing as the first time."
"Haven't you heard that sentence?" Zheng Yimian raised his eyelids to look at him, "You can't meet too amazing people when you are young, otherwise"
Without waiting for her to speak, Liang Yu answered calmly: "Then clear your memory every day."
Zheng Yimian was slightly surprised: "Huh?"
"I lose my memory every day when I sleep, and then I open my eyes and take a look," he crouched, "It turns out that the person sleeping next to me is so beautiful."
"Who wants to sleep next to you every day, don't be so narcissistic," Zheng Yimian kicked him with his toes under the quilt, "Turn around, I'm going to get dressed."
"It looks like you can't wear it?"
Seeing that Zheng Yimian was about to stare at him in the next second, he had no choice but to turn around as if surrendering.
He also euphemistically said: "You'd better get used to my existence as soon as possible. After all, we have a long life in Japan and we still have many cooperations."
Zheng Yimian did not speak, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, picked up the corset on the cabinet, and began to put it on
Hands are shaking a little, and I can't buckle it.
She gritted her teeth and was about to push hard, but in the next second, another pair of hands fastened the button for her.
Zheng Yimian turned around: "Are you peeking at me?"
Liang Yu raised his eyebrows: "What peek? I think you still need to peek?"
She didn't want to bother with her, and after quickly changing her clothes, she opened the curtains.
How beautiful the daylight was, exactly the same as when she first met him.
It's just that at that time, she didn't know that the "volunteer" who seemed to be helpful was only hers.
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From the junior year to the senior year, I was busy with all the professional courses.
&n??, she has always kept her original intentions anyway.
Only when you have experienced the panic of losing, you know the value of what you get.
At this time, Li Min hung up the phone and looked at Zheng Yimian who was standing at the door: "Mian, what are you enjoying standing there by yourself?"
"It's nothing," Zheng Yimian bent her eyes, "I feel very happy to see everyone busy and fulfilling."
"Fill up the banana boat. I made this profile so hard that I wanted to put it on the first side: This person is too interesting to describe in words. Please experience it face to face."
Zheng Yimian laughed again: "Then don't do it."
"If I don't do it, who will support me!"
Li Min looked at Zheng Yimian, scratched his chin: "I found that you smile a lot more than before."
Li Min pointed to the corner of his mouth: "When I saw you for the first time, I thought that although you were smiling, it was very polite, not from the bottom of your heart"
Zheng Yimian turned her head noncommittally.
Not only her, but Liang Yu has also changed a lot.
Soon, before she could get into her seat, a call came in.
"Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone."
Zheng Yimian picked up the phone, and Liang Yu's voice came from next to his ear: "Are you free this afternoon? I want to show you something."
Everything came on time.
Liang Yu took her to see the new studio. The size of the studio was just right, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were large. Looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you could see the bustling streets and skyscrapers.
On the way to the studio, Zheng Yimian received another private message from a reader, saying that at a certain exhibition, she saw her manga booklet on the bestseller list.
In the dark, it seems that everything is being completed along the track.
A certain feeling from before became more intense.
She suddenly felt that the future still carries a lot of expectations.
Liang Yu stood behind her and looked out the window.
He knew that his life was not supposed to be like this.
He was supposed to be decadent, idle, and not favored by anyone. He should find a similar time to inherit the family business, and then either suddenly get enlightened and work hard to make the family business bigger and stronger, or wander like a second-generation ancestor and lose everything in the past.
He never thought that he would become like this.
Why do you want to become stronger?
Maybe it's because, suddenly there is hope.
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After the studio was established, they entertained acquaintances in order to celebrate.
At the dinner table, Li Min suddenly asked: "By the way, such a big happy event, have you thought about how to celebrate it?"
"Celebration?" Zheng Yimian said, "Isn't eating a celebration?"
"No, I don't mean this," Li Min explained, "it's about rewarding yourself, such as"
Zheng Yimian: "For example"
"For example, isn't Gu Yulin coming to the concert again?" Li Min was in high spirits, "Are you going?"
Zheng Yimian stretched out her index finger and made a "shh" at the edge of her mouth.
She's not eating dumplings now, she doesn't need a jar of fresh vinegar.
On the surface, Liang Yu was calm and breezy. He caught a piece of fish, but was suddenly stuck by something and coughed twice.
Zheng Yimian hurriedly patted him on the back, and handed him a glass of water: "Are you all right?"
"Oh¡ªI see¡ª" Zhao Yuan was mysterious.
"Know what?"
"Let's put it this way," Zhao Yuan asked with his hands behind his back, shaking his head, "Like someone, like a fishbone stuck in your throat, you can't pull it out or swallow it, what should I do?"
Liang Yu held the glass with his slender fingers and drank two sips of water before he wanted to speak.
He was calm and unhurried, as if he was in control of the overall situation: "Be jealous."
Unexpectedly, Zheng Yimian said together with him: "Eat less fish in the future."
When these two answers came out, everyone present was taken aback.
Is it jealous or not to eat fish?
Immediately afterwards, everyone lowered their heads and moved their chopsticks as if nothing had happened, not intending to get involved in this "send proposition".
Only Liang Yu approached Zheng Yimian after a short pause.
His breath is a gentle net, and his voice is the light caught in the net.
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