Xiao has been thinking about it for a long time

Chapter 113 Will it develop too fast?

Ye Mian, who was seriously thinking about this tricky question, lay on the edge of the bed with her lips pursed, typing with one hand, staring at her mobile phone intently, and even opened her eyes and stared complicatedly at the person she was planning to "crash and gnaw". Looking at her, she didn't even notice.

Fu Ran's mood is a bit complicated now.

The girlfriend watched him sleep in the room, and even squeezed his hand provocatively before going to sleep, saying that this is not considered bullying, and finally stared at him hotly for a long time, it stands to reason that this is the case It was time to develop according to a certain plot, but in the end she turned her head and went to play with her mobile phone, having a great time, and what he expected to say was not at all.

Just watching her play with her mobile phone in such a complicated way for a while, he half-closed his eyes, and inadvertently pulled the hand covered under the quilt.

Ye Mian was pulled directly to the side of the bed, then immediately raised her head to look at the person who had already opened her eyes to look at her.

"It's only ten minutes..."

"You keep playing with your phone, making me so noisy that I can't sleep." Fu Ran said without changing his face.

Ye Mian paused, "Then I won't play anymore."

The junior just didn't want her to divert his attention. It must be. After all, her phone was on silent, so how could it disturb him to sleep.That's acting like a baby, absolutely.

She turned off her phone in front of him, and then asked, "Then do you want to sleep now? Or get up and drink some water?"

Ignoring this tone of caring for patients with high amputations, Fu Ran was quite satisfied, "Don't sleep."

After speaking, the hands under the quilt tightened again, and he looked at her seriously, "Is it uncomfortable to lie on your stomach?"

Ye Mian paused, and said tactfully, "A little bit."

"Then do you want to..."

"Then I take up a little bit of the bedside?"

The two spoke at the same time, but only Ye Mian said a complete sentence. Fu Ran stopped when she heard her speak, and nodded pertinently after listening, "Yes."

It was as if what they were talking about was whether it was possible to borrow a pen, and the attitude was frank and frank, and it was not at all obvious that this was his idea.

Then, as one can imagine, after two or three months of falling in love, Ye Mian finally lay down on the bed and tested the softness and firmness of the bed that his junior slept on.

She lay on it stiffly with her eyes open, looking at the ceiling with her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, her posture was regular, her expression serious, and there was no other movement.

Is this the time to implement some evil idea?Does she really want to go straight to it?
Is it not good for my junior to still have a cold?

Would a simple child like my junior feel that my senior was too aggressive and developed too fast?

She is really the only woman in this apartment, right?Could it be that the junior is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing and has brought many girls here?
She and her junior have developed so smoothly, without any disputes or disagreements, isn't it a bit too perfect?Is it really possible to go further in this case?

The key student is so sick at this time, is she really going to destroy her flowers?

The problem was too complicated, Ye Mian straightened it out slowly, her whole posture was stiff, she really only occupied the side of the bed, her hair spread out without daring to touch the pillow, like a peaceful mummy.

Who would have thought that a hand stretched out from the side, suddenly grabbed her outer hand, turned her around with a single stroke, and then covered her head with the hot quilt.

"Forget it, I'd better sleep, I'm a little tired, don't move."

Fu Ran's chin rested on her forehead, and there was no movement after saying this, it seemed that he was about to go to sleep.

Ye Mian was like a toy without self-thought, she was caught and turned over without any desire/desire to struggle, all she could see was Fu Ran's chest, her eyes were straight, staring at the white sweater in a daze.

The younger brother's movements were too fucking fast, she didn't even have time to react to show it.Or did the junior feel that she was too slow, so he just helped turn over and give her a chance to start?

She swallowed, her face was so hot that her head was dizzy, she couldn't figure it out at all, so she just closed her eyes and grabbed his sweater and pretended to take a nap...afternoon nap.

The room was quiet, only the breathing of the two of them remained, and her sight was completely blocked by Fu Ran's body, so she couldn't see the light from the window. She wanted to pretend to be asleep to save embarrassment, but in the end she really did. fell asleep.

……

The dinner was made by Fu Ran. A bag of quick-frozen dumplings was torn apart and poured into the water. The water was hot water from the water dispenser, and it was over.

Ye Mian didn't expect to have dinner so quickly, so she bumped into Fu Ran who re-entered the room within 2 minutes of opening her eyes.

At that time, she was using all kinds of exaggerated adjectives in her mind to describe the posture of a certain student getting up carefully while propping up the mattress. She refused to let go of the tight muscle shape, and exhausted all kinds of rhetorical techniques and metaphors .

Just as he was thinking about it, his eyes lit up and he swallowed fiercely, the junior came in and stood at the door looking at her from afar.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to look at each other at this time.

She sat up dignifiedly and reservedly, put on her slippers, "What did you do? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Fu Ran turned on the light in the room, "It's much better. It's already six o'clock, are you hungry? I cooked some dumplings."

"It's six o'clock?" She was stunned for a moment, "Then I'll go back after eating the dumplings."

Fu Ran stopped walking towards her for a moment, and was silent for a moment, "Then I'll see you off."

"No, you're better. You can't go out to have a shower." She stood up and walked in front of him, touching his forehead with her tiptoe.

"It's no longer hot, and the voice is no longer hoarse. There is still a box of cold spirit in the shopping bag, you can eat it at night."

Fu Ran grabbed her hand that was about to retract, stared at her surprised expression, and said without changing expression: "I still feel a little uncomfortable... If you don't let me deliver it, don't go back."

Ye Mian: "?!!!"

Fu Ran was serious: "I remember you don't have class tomorrow morning. The wind is too cold at night, so I don't feel relieved."

Anyway, he can see that a girlfriend who wants to pretend to be mature and prudent, and who can switch between multiple elderly roles at will, such as mother, life mentor, and senior sister, may be too tactful in a restrained way. Ways to get out of this role-playing game.

It still has to be stimulated directly.

Ye Mian: Direct enough, provocative enough.

She opened her mouth and looked up at his unchanging face, "This, this is not very good...is it?"

Fu Ran: "I think it's pretty good. It's already dark at seven o'clock, and it's cold outside. There are everyone in this community, so I don't worry. You don't want me to go out to get wind, this is the best way. "

"But the best way is not the best way." She suddenly said with a mature and steady expression, "Thinking about things when you have a cold is not good for your health."

The expression of "what are you talking about, senior sister, is this kind of person who takes advantage of others?" made Fu Ran feel depressed.

"Are you so worried about my health?"

Ye Mian said sincerely, "It should."

Fu Ran: "Oh, then wait until I'm all well before leaving."

"………no."

As soon as her tone slowed down, the old senior sister began to waver again.She refused with difficulty, and even used the quotations of scumbags,
"The future is long, don't worry."

Fu Ran: ...I'm in a hurry.

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Ye Mian: If I really made a mistake, I hope everyone will know that it was my junior who made the mistake first, really.

(End of this chapter)