The day before the New Year, Ou Yuanlan finally didn't have to go to the company. Early in the morning, Lin Qingqing turned over and hugged the man comfortably.

She used to pounce every morning, but today she rarely has a sense of existence. Satisfied, he grabbed the meat in his hand, and Lin Qingqing was still in a half-dream.

What's the matter today, the meat in my hand is still so presence, and there is still temperature. This dream is too real, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Thinking that the quilt around her was always empty, Lin Qingqing thought that he was dreaming. She dreamed that Ou Yuanlan was still sleeping next to her, and she woke up and hugged him, and the two spent a beautiful morning sweetly and crookedly.

"Have you caught enough?" Ou Yuanlan finally couldn't bear it anymore. Lin Qingqing, this woman, really has to inch inch, and she keeps touching his stomach in the morning, but now she still grabs his abdominal muscles and doesn't let go.

Still a sound in your dreams? Lin Qingqing couldn't help but be even more puzzled. "This dream is too real, isn't it?" Lin Qingqing, who was unwilling to break this dream, did not open her eyes, she closed her eyes and smiled happily, and a pair of small hands moved up restlessly.

Finally touched his face, Lin Qingqing happily kneaded it. "Yuanlan, your face is so soft......" She was still not awake, still feeling that she was in a dream.

Probably only in her dreams did she dare to pinch this man's face so rampantly. The soft and delicate feeling came from his fingertips, and Lin Qingqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This is the son of a rich and noble family, and his little face is even more tender than his own.

Ou Yuanlan, who had a black face, grabbed Lin Qingqing's hand that was touching him, and his cold voice came from above Lin Qingqing's head again. "It's not a dream." He reminded.

"Why isn't it a dream, you are so real......" Lin Qingqing, who was still talking in a dream, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Ou Yuanlan, who was looking down at her.

An explosive thunderbolt rolled through Lin Qingqing's mind, and at this moment, she could only realize that she was still a normal person. The scenes in the dream just now reappeared in front of Lin Qingqing's eyes frame by frame, and her little face immediately lost color.

What did she just do? In the dream, she seemed to grab Ou Yuanlan's abdominal muscles. The feel of the abdominal muscles is simply not too good. She seemed to have kneaded Ou Yuanlan's face, who let this man always pinch his little face from time to time, this can be regarded as revenge.

However, when all the scenes in the dream became reality, Lin Qingqing was still a little cowardly. But as long as she was sober, she wouldn't dare to do such a rebellious thing.

Frightened, she shrank to the side of the bed, seeing Ou Yuanlan's hand getting closer and closer, Lin Qingqing's little heart also jumped, she was afraid that this man would directly open her brain to study her brain structure.

However, the hand didn't seem to have any idea of catching her, but stopped in front of her and handed over a piece of toilet paper. "Wipe your saliva." Someone said with a smirk.

From the moment Lin Qingqing touched Ou Yuanlan's abdominal muscles, her saliva had already flowed uncontrollably down to three thousand feet. At this moment, seeing the toilet paper handed over by the man in front of him, Lin Qingqing hurriedly touched his mouth.

Sure enough, her saliva had spread uncontrollably to her chin. Looking at the crystal clear unknown liquid in his hand, Lin Qingqing's little face suddenly turned red.

Seeing that this woman reached out and wiped her saliva, Ou Yuanlan reluctantly threw away the toilet paper in his hand. He lifted the quilt and walked out of bed, and said to Lin Qingqing, who was in a state of dementia, "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth." ”

By the time Lin Qingqing came out of the room after tidying up, Ou Yuanlan was already sitting at the dining table dressed neatly and elegantly eating breakfast.

It seems that today is a rare day when he is not busy, and this man did not even read the documents, but read the daily newspaper with relish.

Sitting down opposite Ou Yuanlan, Lin Qingqing casually picked up a sandwich and nibbled on it. "What are you looking at?" She offered to talk, trying to ease the awkwardness of the morning.

Lin Qingqing behaved like a pervert when she woke up early in the morning, and now that she thinks about it, her old face has no place to rest.

"Read the newspaper." The person on the other side glanced at her knowingly, and then said lightly.

It's really boring, Lin Qingqing's embarrassed smile froze on her face, and she lowered her head and munched on her sandwich. If it weren't for the events in the morning that made Lin Qingqing feel unreasonable, she wouldn't have bothered to take care of this indifferent man now.

There was silence at the dinner table for a while, but it was still Lin Qingqing who took the initiative to start the topic. "What is written in the newspaper?" She asked, blinking. If you don't have a topic, you have to find something to talk about, otherwise the dull atmosphere at the dinner table will drive Lin Qingqing crazy.

"Jason committed suicide and was in prison." Ou Yuanlan suddenly burst out with a sentence, which made Lin Qingqing, who was munching on a sandwich opposite, stunned.

Last week, Jason's trial ended with him sentenced to life in prison for the aggravating circumstances of his two criminal offenses.

I thought that Jason could be reformed in prison, but I didn't expect that before his cancer could spread, he committed suicide first.

It took a long time for Lin Qingqing to regain his ability to communicate in language. "How did he die?" She asked, a little shocked.

Throwing the newspaper aside, Ou Yuanlan shook his head. "Drink sleeping pills." He sipped his coffee with a frown, a look of doubt in his eyes.

How can there be such a thing as sleeping pills in prison? According to Jason's practice of holding Lin Qingqing hostage that day in an attempt to die in the world, it is impossible for him to prepare this kind of suicide supplies in advance. Then there is only one possibility, it was given to him by someone outside the prison.

Could it be that there is someone else behind the scenes? Ou Yuanlan fell into deep thought, and this matter made him puzzled.

"Yuanlan, Yuanlan ......" Lin Qingqing shouted three times in a row, and Ou Yuanlan came back to his senses.

"What's wrong?" He asked lightly, the doubt in his eyes disappeared cleanly, and he did not show half a point in front of Lin Qingqing.

Looking at Ou Yuanlan's calm and breezy face, Lin Qingqing didn't continue to mention this matter. "Tomorrow is the Lunar New Year, let's decorate the house in a moment. Anyway, it has to be a bit of a New Year's flavor. She shifted the subject.

For them, no matter what role Jason once played in their lives, no matter how light or heavy, he is now out of this world. An actor has taken a curtain call, and from now on, there will be no more roles for him.

After scanning the room and pondering for a moment, Ou Yuanlan nodded reluctantly. He has always liked to be simple, but Lin Qingqing likes it, and he can't arrange it.