An Qin: [There is nothing I want to do, I just can’t sleep, I want to talk to you, brother, qaq]

“…”

Talk to your mother, deleted it.

[Okay, sister, you should also have some shame. This is how your tutor is. You are chatting with someone else's boyfriend in the middle of the night? I'm really curious. What do you want to talk to my boyfriend? Why? The family is not in enough staff. Do you need him to take leave on Qingming Festival to help your mother's grave grass apply farm fertilizer?]

Lin Er was too lazy to argue with her anymore. After posting this sentence, she didn't even see An Qin's reaction, so she blocked and deleted it directly.

Then turn off the lights and go to bed.

A beautiful night starts with pinching off the Green Tea Sister.

With a strange environment, a strange atmosphere, and a bed recognition, Lin Er was not sleeping soundly. Before the alarm clock rang, she woke up early.

It is already late winter, and it is getting late.

The curtains were not closed, and you could clearly see the outside through the glass window, and it was still pitch black outside.

The night is deep, the bright moon hangs high, hidden in the clouds, the stars are lonely, scattered in the night sky.

The surroundings are very quiet. The scenic area is far away from the sea, and you can't hear the surging waves. Only the cold wind at night wanders back and forth under the eaves.

Lin Er closed his eyes and waited for a while before reaching out to touch the cell phone on the bedside table and looking at the time.

Four forty.

It's less than five o'clock.

No wonder it's so dark outside.

Liner turned on the night light, put out his light movements, got up and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash.

There was no idea when a figure stood at the door, silently blending with the darkness without any movement.

When Lin Er came out of the bathroom, he happened to run into this figure.

She was stunned for a moment, and the moment she looked up, her heart almost stopped frightened.

...What's it?!

Liner took a step back suddenly.

Only then did I see the figure clearly through the bathroom lights.

"Master?!" She was shocked again.

Wen Miao stood in the shadow on the side, leaning against the door frame with his body crookedly, his hair was not tied, his head drooped, and he was wearing a white pajama, silently.

It looks like a female ghost who came out to wander in the middle of the night.

But it's even scarier than a female ghost.

Hearing Lin Er's voice, Wen Miao straightened his waist and let out a "hmm" with a nasal tone.

Lin Er's heart that was hanging fell back into her stomach. She patted her beating heart in a daze: "You scared me to death..."

Wen Miao rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands and muttered, "I just didn't knock on the door because I was afraid of you."

It still scared her.

Liner gave her a way, and then went to turn on the lights in the room.

The room suddenly lit up.

Liner sat by the bed, changing clothes, and asked her, "Why are you getting up so early today?"

After knowing Wen Miao for so many years, Lin Er has almost never seen her get up early.

She is always the one who slept the earliest and got up the latest.

Wen Miao floated into the bathroom like a ghost, squeezing toothpaste while saying sleepyly: "Didn't you say you want to make breakfast yesterday? I just thought I had to get up early."

"Then it's too early for you, it's not five o'clock yet."

"It's okay, I have to get up early anyway." A long sigh came from the bathroom. Wen Miao said in a tone of "I'm just trying to convince myself" and said in great pain, "Since it's painful to wake up early, there is not much difference between early pain and late pain."

Liner was amused by her words, and his light-colored eyes bent: "Didn't you say that sleeping late is equivalent to chronic suicide, and waking up early means death on the spot?"

"That's right, but I drank two cups of espresso before going to bed yesterday." Wen Miao gritted his toothbrush and said vaguely, "Now the energy of coffee may be coming up. I feel that I don't feel so painful when I wake up early."

Liner said "Eh?" and asked in a little puzzled manner: "How do I remember that coffee is useless to you?"

"Maybe I drank less before." Wen Miao spitted out the foam in his mouth and said, "When I made coffee last night, I put five packs of instant noodles in one cup."

Liner: "?"

Liner: “…”

OK, stop talking about anything, he is a cruel person.

In ten minutes, the two of them finished washing and cleaning up, and went out to knock on the door of the next room.

Through the cat's eyes, you can vaguely see light coming out of the room.

Wen Miao raised his hand and whispered, "You have to afford it, right?"

Lin Er was looking down at his phone when he heard her muttering, squinted his eyes and raised his head, lazily swept the cat's eyes on the door, and said, "Xie Tiantian must have woken up. Does Boss Shen usually get up early?"

"Early." Wen Miao said, "The old man who ran in the park did not get up early as he did."

“…”

It seems that Shen Jiayu's work and schedule will definitely match Xie Yan.

This routine is a natural match.

As soon as Wen Miao's ending sound fell, a vague sentence came from inside: "The door is not locked, wait first-"

Before the "sudden" was said, the door was pushed open from outside.

There was only one bedside lamp on the room, and the light and shadow were dim. As soon as the door opened, the light in the corridor immediately poured in, and the room was lit for a moment.

Then, the light was blocked by two figures standing at the door, one tall and one short.

Shen Jiayu, who was interrupted halfway through the words: "..."

Xie Yan was hooking Shen Jiayu's collar and looking inside: "..."

After pausing for a moment, the two of them slowly raised their heads in such a thought-provoking movement and looked at the door.

Then I met two pairs of eyes full of the same emotions.

Liner: "?"

Wen Miao: "?"

There was a moment of confusion on both of them at the same time.

Um???

What's going on?

Don't there be two beds in the room?

Why did they even roll onto the same bed?

Lin Er really didn't understand the direction of this story.

Sitting on the same bed and covering the same bed, the two of them were still so close, shoulder to shoulder and legs against their legs.

More importantly, the posture is so ambiguous.

For a moment, the air was so quiet that it was heartbreaking.

This scene is so familiar and so unfamiliar.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lin Er finally broke the silence: “You two…”

Wen Miao continued the second half with complicated eyes: "What are you doing?"

Xie Yan: “…”

Shen Jiayu: "..."

Actually, I really didn't do anything, I just helped to cut a tag.

The clothes worn by the guests were sponsored by the program team. Before some of them could be cut, Shen Jiayu thought the tag was stubborn and was too lazy to take it off and then cut it, so she asked Xie Yan to help.

But Xie Yan just hooked his collar and looked inside. Before he could cut it, the door was pushed open.
Chapter completed!