Xiao has been thinking about it for a long time

Chapter 311 No refund or exchange anyway
Ye Mian felt ashamed because Fu Ran laughed after he finished speaking, so he pushed him away, stretched his hands forward in a particularly imposing manner, fingers stretched out of the cuffs, and then furiously closed the jacket, the zipper was almost pulled up to the top of his head up.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

Can't sleep in the middle of the night to take advantage?
Fu Ran couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand as a sign of surrender, "I really miss you, senior sister, and I'll be honest after I tell you."

Ye Mian glanced at him angrily, "In the middle of the night, I have to bear with it."

Tsk, this lonely man and widow, who wants to say anything, her face can be pancakes.

"But I can't help it," Fu Ran took an inch forward, and took a step closer to her, bending down to look directly into her eyes, "You won't reply to your messages, and you won't post on Weibo, I'm afraid you're still angry. Come here."

Ye Mian looked away, "It's Yan Yi and the others who came to chat with me."

"Well, they took up your time to reply to my message, so annoying." He said it was annoying, but he had a smile on his face.

It's a joke at first sight.

Ye Mian turned her head to stare at him, the stinky junior had completely taken off the rabbit's skin today, so the wolf's tail didn't want to hide anymore, not only didn't want to hide, but also wanted to make a fuss behind him.

Her stare probably wasn't threatening, so Fu Ran looked into her eyes seriously in the darkness, smiled after a pause of two seconds, and hugged her into his arms again.

"Let me hold you for a while."

Ye Mian's movements of pretending to struggle stopped immediately.

The two embraced in the dark night, soaked in each other's body temperature, and breathed lightly. In the silence of the middle of the night, it was rare to see any ambiguity, except for silence.

After a while, fearing that she might be cold, he pulled off his coat and wrapped her whole body together, then looked at the light reflected from the room above his head, followed her hair, and said in a low voice,

"I'm sorry today."

"When I saw someone scolding you for this incident on Weibo, I didn't confess immediately. I even thought that if I could keep it a secret, I've already decided that I won't speak in your comment area anymore. , Thinking about it for a long time, everyone will forget me. I am really afraid that you don't like me like this. But after thinking about it for a long time, I think that confession is probably the real way out. "

Ye Mian buried herself in his arms, pursing her lips.

He compares confession to a way of life. Does he think that most of this matter is a way to kill him?
She is so cruel in his heart?
She was thinking like this in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, and she was still nestling quietly in his arms.

The feeling of the hair being smoothed from the top of the head to the end of the hair is really good, and she kind of fell asleep on top of him.

Fu Ran probably sensed that she was pleased by the movement of smoothing her hair, and the movement of her hands did not stop, but her voice became lower.

"I'm afraid that you will mention those two words when you are angry. We have hardly quarreled or had conflicts since we were together. I don't know what it is like to be angry, so I only think about it seriously, and I can't bear it when I think about it. If I can't stand it, I can't tell whether my thoughts are right or wrong, and what kind of reaction you want."

In fact, he knew very well that the two of them got along so well for so long, no matter how crazy he made any request, she almost never refused, but she was obedient and conniving—although the starting point of her connivance was probably to take Age is an excuse.

So he couldn't help thinking, what would happen if she stopped pampering him, and what would he do?
Will it develop into what Lian She and Wang Ya did?
His first thought was that it was impossible, impossible, and he would not let this happen.He is not Lian She's brainless idiot, and she is not Wang Ya's kind of person who wants to hoard her anger and endure it until the end and is willing to give it a chance.

So confession is the best way, so that there will be no worries, even if it is the worst plan - she is so angry that she breaks up, then he only needs to worry about how to get it back.

Even if she really broke up, as long as he disagrees, as long as he keeps the person, he will have a way to make her forgive him.

Anyway, this is what he is best at.

Just like now, she lies quietly in his arms and listens to his explanation and analysis, which is the best development.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but the last thing he said was,
"I finally got it, how could I be willing to make you sad because of this incident."

Ye Mian moved a bit, and hesitantly got her hands into his clothes, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Then he said, "You still have the face to use the word hand."

The tone of complaining and disgusting, but at least there was a reaction, and it seemed that the reaction was not bad.Fu Ran hugged her even tighter, his expression softened, and he buried her in the crook of her neck. With an even more shameless attitude, he said lazily: "Anyway, you accepted it, and there will be no refund or exchange."

Ye Mian quietly rolled her eyes, "You came here in the middle of the night just to explain it again, and then tell me that I can't get rid of your wolfish ambition?"

"Yes, I can't get rid of it."

"You don't want to pretend to be you at all," she laughed angrily, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, the paintings I drew are exactly the same as the topics that that account on Weibo participates in every time."

They are all pretending to be innocent but doing things that are on the verge of involvement.

She should have thought of it a long time ago. She passed by so many opportunities before her. Now that she thinks about it, she really regrets it and hates herself for being stupid.

Speaking of Weibo, Fu Ran said, "What did I do on Weibo? Besides giving gifts and checking in to help you create popularity, what did I do?"

Create heat?Is it just the kind of enthusiasm for posting a shameful topic and asking everyone to like it and let her answer it?
She thought bitterly, the hand around his waist pinched the flesh of his lower back, and only let go after hearing his hiss.

"You still have the nerve to ask, there is a lottery if you have nothing to do, half of the fans come for the lottery, I don't know whether I should persuade you to cherish your living expenses several times!"

She felt that he was an underage boy who squandered the money given by his parents, like rewarding a female anchor. Every time she drew a lottery, she was anxious for his hometown.

Thinking of this, she thought of that bastard who had been following behind his big ass/ass calling for a lottery.

"That [Pick up the blogger and hand it to the boss] is Qin Yan?" She raised her head and asked.

Fu Ran patted her on the top of the head, "Yes. He is the only one who knows that I use this number."

Of course, not necessarily after today.

Ye Mian grabbed him again, and he hissed again.

"Pinch in and pinch."

Ye Mian: "..." She didn't know whether to pinch her.

Fu Ran let out a muffled laugh, "That's pretty good. In the future, I can give you snacks and gifts in a fair manner. Finally, there is no need to pile up those gifts that I bought but couldn't give away in the apartment, and I don't have to be so careful when writing the sender's information. "

"...you still want to send it right in front of you?"

"Too many things."

"The mailman will think there is something wrong with us."

"Well, what are you afraid of, he will only think that there is something wrong with me."

Ye Mian: She is quite self-aware.

(End of this chapter)