Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

Early in the morning, hearing the door bell one after another, Jiang Miaomiao's good mood was swept away. When he ran to open the door, the sound of slippers on the floor was heavier than before.

"Who came here to see me early in the morning? There's no reason why it's my sister so early? "

Since his work in the company is getting busier and busier day by day, Jiang Miaomiao is afraid that he will go out early and return late, stay up late at home and hold video conferences, which will affect the rest time of Jiang Tingyun, a pregnant woman, and move out of his home in a few days.

This apartment is where she has lived since she went to college.

Except for her family, it seems that Yan Sheng is the only one who knows her address.

Yan Sheng? Why are you looking for her here.

With an uneasy and questioning mood, Jiang Miaomiao slowed down, rubbed slowly to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes.

"What?"

Looking out along the cat's eye, only darkness came into view, just like people outside deliberately blocked the cat's eye because they didn't want to be found by people in the house.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."

“……”

The ringing of the door bell, which was close to his ear, shocked Jiang Miaomiao's head and melon seeds.

You know, she's half face on the door panel at the moment. When the door bell rings, the voice goes straight to her ears along the door panel.

"Stop pressing, who is this?"

Jiang Miaomiao frowned and rubbed his ears. He reached out and unscrewed the door handle. His eyes were directly aware of the movement outside the door.

I don't have to be so vigilant. Since she was kidnapped by Li Biyun last time, it left her too much shadow.

Since then, no matter what she does, she will keep up her spirit. She's afraid that if one doesn't pay attention and something goes wrong, she can't stand stimulation, and the whole Jiang family can't stand this kind of thing happening again.

“……”

There was a crack in the door, and the people outside didn't seem to notice and still didn't move.

If it was really a bad man, maybe he saw the door open a little at the first time and squeezed in with his hands or arms?

After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger at present, Jiang Miaomiao bumped into the courage and opened the door a little, "hiss..." seeing clearly what was outside the door, Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help taking a breath.

What's the meaning of this?

Early in the morning, even if someone rang the doorbell, he opened the door and saw a bunch of huge roses at the door. What's the situation?

Even if the individual is more attractive and the suitor wants to send flowers, he can't find this address?

The bouquet was so huge that it blocked the figure holding the flowers behind.

Jiang Miaomiao glanced up and down. He could only judge that he was a man through his suit pants and leather shoes.

Yan Sheng?

Although she was startled by the candidate who jumped out of her mind, she thought about who else could be in addition to Yan Sheng?

Thinking of this, Jiang Miaomiao's hanging heart sank in an instant.

Standing straight, she coughed twice and opened the gate to the maximum,

"Who's here? What can I do for you?"

"Why, can't I find you if I have nothing?"

With a familiar voice and a sad tone, Yan Sheng heard it. Jiang Miaomiao's scalp was numb,

"What do you want to do with me? I'm very busy. If I don't want to show my face, I'll close the door. "

"Oh, no!"

Aware of Jiang Miaomiao's action, the man outside the door hurriedly supported the door with one hand, and the flowers in his hand also followed the crooked path again, revealing his hidden face.

"Hey, hey!"

With a giggle, Yan Sheng shamelessly stuffed the words in his arms into Jiang Miaomiao's hand and squeezed them in from her side,

"Why is my heart so cruel? I said a few days ago that I would be given a chance to see my performance. It's only a few days now. I didn't even give me a chance to perform. I went back on my word. Alas, a woman's heart is a needle... "

"Why did I go back on my word?"

Seeing Yan Sheng naturally half lying on the sofa with the look of the male master, coupled with the sad and affectionate Jiang Miaomiao, he always felt that he had become a heartless woman teasing the feelings of infatuated men.

"Do you like flowers? Are you surprised? "

Seeing Jiang Miaomiao's fascination at the bouquet of roses, Yan Sheng couldn't help but raise his mouth, waved to Jiang Miaomiao and smiled for praise,

"Do you like it? I saw me early in the morning with a big bunch of roses. Do you feel like we're back to the time when we just fell in love? "

"Love?"

Jiang Miaomiao asked.

"Yes, in college, when I waited for you with flowers under your dormitory building, I envied the girls in your whole dormitory building."

Yan Sheng's smile became more and more obvious as he recalled something happy, and his peach blossom eyes followed his smile into a crescent shape,

"What was your mood? Do you feel happy? Anyway, I was very happy. At that time... "

Finally, Yan Sheng, who was trapped in memories, began to boast about himself aimlessly. He was a man of the moment in the University. Everywhere he went, he could cause the girls to scream higher than one

"..." listening, Jiang Miaomiao's face gradually turned from the joy of his youth into dislike. When his eyes fell behind the self intoxicated Yan Sheng, the dislike in his eyes rose to the extreme,

"Why didn't you find you so narcissistic and so showy before!" Besides sending flowers, what romantic things can you do? It's all the same thing a few years ago. You still coax me with this means. It's also called good performance? "

Having said that, after Jiang Miaomiao closed the door, he carefully selected several best-looking vases from the storage room, took them out, and seriously planted flowers on his face.

"What happened to the stereotype?"

Seeing this, Yan Sheng sat up from the sofa, moved to Jiang Miaomiao and helped her work together,

"Don't you still like it the same? The point is that I went too early. I waited for a long time at the door of the flower shop before people opened the door. There are so many left in the shop. I chose a lucky number. I chose this color and this bow... "

"You..."

Jiang Miaomiao wants to talk and stop.

"What's the matter with me?"

Looking at Yan Sheng's expression, Jiang Miaomiao smiled and shook his head,

"Nothing. The flowers are beautiful. I like them very much."

In fact, she wanted to ask how Yan Sheng and Yan's mother talked.

But today, after Yan Sheng entered the door, Jiang Miaomiao had guessed a general in his heart.

Usually, this man is unsmiling. Even in the period of love, he doesn't talk like this.

It's too obvious to pretend to be relaxed.

Guess what? So what? It's just adding trouble.

Looking at Yan Sheng's dark circles, Jiang Miaomiao reached out and rubbed his hair,

"Haven't you rested for a long time?"