The story of wearing me soon has changed

Chapter 110 Emotional blogger vs young milk dog (33)

Fu Mian typed, [Fei Bo it's mother: You've been talking a little out of the mainstream recently, what did you read? 】

[I'm the noble silver fox hamster: I've been watching Armored Warriors recently, and I've already watched two of them, not bad. 】

【Fat Botani:......】

"Knock knock—take out the computer."

Ye Ran knocked on the door outside, with a helpless tone.

"How many times have I told you that computers and mobile phones are not allowed to go to the bathroom, but you always refuse to listen."

Fu Mian immediately closed the computer, "I'll be right out!"

"If you don't believe me, turn off the computer and take it out."

Fu Mian sat on the toilet, feeling a little annoyed, "Ye Ran! I'm your senior sister! Why are you talking to your senior sister?!"

There was a moment of silence outside, and then there were footsteps walking away, and Ye Ran's warning, "I'll get the keys, if you don't come out within 3 minutes, I'll come in and clean you up."

Her old face froze, she hurriedly tidied up and went out of the toilet.

Ye Ran leaned against the wall, and didn't go to get the key at all as he said.

He took the computer with one hand, then put one arm around her waist, and carried her to the living room.

"It seems that tomorrow I will install an overtime alarm in the bathroom. Once you stay in it for more than 10 minutes, it will make the sound of a police car."

Fu Mian stared and covered his mouth, "No! That's where my inspiration comes from!"

Ye Ran put down the computer, and patted her with his free hand, "You write a novel for ten days, and ten days are passive and sabotage. May I ask where did your inspiration go?"

Fu Mian: "You! It exploded on you!"

Ye Ran was taken aback, then threw her directly on the sofa, "I am very satisfied with this answer."

"........."

This kind of farce is happening every day. She fell in love with writing novels, and she always went to the bathroom for half an hour, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.Ye Ran hugged her and lay on the sofa, eyes open and not sleepy at all.

She tilted her head, rubbed her dry eyes, and asked him, "What time is it?"

"Three o'clock."

"...Do you have classes?!" She looked up suddenly.

"Ah."

He responded calmly, but still didn't see his flustered look.

Fu Mian has a headache. This person is less stable in class than her novel writing. He is obviously a top student, but he always arrives late and leaves early... and the reason is such a mess every time.

"You can have a snack! Go to class!"

She has already graduated, lives in Ye Ran's apartment, and has not looked for another job.When she played Weibo because of a broken relationship, her fans exceeded 500 million. She can already support herself by advertising on Weibo, and she can earn more than other students who work from [-] to [-].

But of course it can't compare to classmate Yang Yi, the second generation of rich.

As for Ye Ran, he is still in his junior year and has already become the pillar of the Computer Department of University S. The second-generation dialogue software developed last year sold for a good price, and he is preparing to start a company with Qin Yan and the others.

What is a generation?Of course it's the one on Fu Mian's phone.

Under her good words, Ye Ran finally reluctantly went out to go to class. When she left, she saw the sad and sad eyes in her eyes, and her heart softened. She had a sense of sight of sending her young son to kindergarten.

After sending her "son" away, she rubbed her waist and looked for her cell phone again.

You Jie's scandals are already flying all over the sky.Because the black material was posted when she got on the plane, and by the time they realized it, those posts had already turned black, and it was useless to withdraw them.Countless netizens abused her, and the huge number made her team and the men behind the scenes feel a little tricky.

The other people involved in the black material did not have much influence, especially You Jing, who was replaced by his younger brother later, and his name was not reported again.

As expected, after the accident happened for a long time, You actually didn't help You Jie any more.

Fu Mian saw people's sophistication especially clearly during the countless days in the hospital.

The navy is very conscientious, and the direction is controlled very accurately.After reading it for a while, Fu quit Weibo, holding a glass of milk and preparing to go to rest for a while.

She just went to the bed in the master bedroom and sat too hard, some of the milk in the cup spilled out, she hurriedly wiped it with a paper towel, the sticky dirt was even bigger.

Annoyed, she pushed the quilt away, took out the quilt and put it in the washing machine, then went to the guest room to sleep angrily.

If people are unlucky, they will choke on drinking water. Fortunately, the weather is hot, and the guest room will not be cold.

The guest room door was locked, and it took her a lot of effort to find the key and open it.She was so sleepy that she wanted to close her eyes in bed.

"hiss--"

His shoulder hit something and it hurt.

She frowned, and took the pillow away to reveal what was underneath—it was a small picture frame, and the painting inside was very familiar, it was the background picture.

White shirt, Ye Ran on the upper body, Ye Ran in a trance.

Her pupils constricted, and she froze for a moment.

She hadn't seen this picture for a long time, Ye Ran's chat background picture was replaced with her picture.She also forgot about Ye Ran's horse falling incident.

Putting the picture frame aside, she lost her interest in dozing off, and got up to rummage in other places.

In the cabinet above the closet, there was a small combination lock, she took it off with a snort, and tried the combination next to each other.

Tried the date of the day she met him, and the lock opened.Several upside-down picture frames of the same size are exposed inside, and they are mounted very delicately.She pursed her lips and opened them next to each other.

The women in the paintings are either coquettish or painful, cute or charming, but they all have the same characteristic: they are all her faces.

In one picture she even looked like a pantomime, acting out a scene he had imagined.

Fu Mian's breath became heavier, her heart beat faster and her hands were shaking.

Then I went to look for the small bookcase in the desk drawer and on the bay window, and found several framed pictures, as well as a stack of unframed pictures.

After a while, she grinds her teeth, this psycho...fuck that innocent little milk dog!
Ye Ran is in the dormitory at this time.

He asked his roommate to help him yell, he didn't go to class at all, he lay quietly on the bed in the dormitory, the computer that had not been used for a long time was turned on, and the screen was dimly lit.

The degree is even stronger than before. This is a new product sent by Qin Yan recently.

His expression was cold, and occasionally he would pause, frown and ponder over something that he didn't quite understand.

Qin Yan sent a message on the phone.

[Qin Yan: How about it, the new ones are not bad, right? 】

He tilted his head, [Not so good.It's ugly and ugly, and it has no other role except for the location. 】

【Qin Yan: ...There is no need for such a straightforward analysis. 】

[Qin Yan: Tell me the truth, is it because senior sister is older than you, do you think there is no way to deal with it? 】

Ye Ran recalled Fu Mian's appearance before coming to school, and resolutely refuted.

[You single man doesn't understand. 】

【Qin Yan: ... dog, I didn't expect you to say anything nice. 】

(End of this chapter)