Song Xianyang said: "That's it, and don't you know that Brother Mianmian is married?" ”

The reporter's head was sweating: "Okay, sorry. ”

"We will contact the author of the video and ask her to delete it."

Song Xianyang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it possible now?" Why wait until the follow-up? ”

The reporter secretly thought in his heart, it seems that the identity of the eldest brother on the Sleepy list and the hardcore true love fan is real, and they protect people so tightly that they can't ask any breaking points at all.

So, he had no choice but to send a private message to the UP master named "xixixi" in front of everyone.

It's just, just sent one.

Chen Xi's mobile phone rang a prompt tone.

The voice was very soft, and only Jing Mian, who was sitting next to Chen Xi, heard it.

Jing Mian: "? ”

Then, the reporter edited the second article and continued to send it out.

Almost at the same time, Chen Xi's mobile phone rang again!

Jing Mian: "? ”

This time it was Chen Xi's turn to sweat.

At this time, Xuancheng, who had just finished drawing lots, passed by, he lowered his eyes and looked at the reporter's mobile phone as if he was in a hurry, and then, he seemed to have found something: "Chen Xi, this ID is really similar to what you usually use, it's all hehehe." ”

Chen Xi: "......"

At this time, she and Jing Mian beside her met their eyes.

The reporter entered the next topic, he stretched out the microphone to Song Xianyang, and asked about the wonderful PK match with Mobo not long ago, Song Xianyang was young and cheerful, and the field quickly became hot.

It's just that the place not far from Song Xianyang's side seems a little awkward and silent

The two were relatively silent for a moment.

Jing Mian broke the silence first: "That, me and Ren ......"

Chen Xi lowered his head: "I, I know." ”

Jing Mian: "That video ......"

Chen Xi: "I sent it." ”

Jing Mian: "Can you ......?"

Chen Xi: "I'll keep it a secret." ”

Jing Mian whispered, "Thank you." ”

Chen Xi said from the heart: "No, it should be me who thank you." ”

*

The hotel that the team is equipped with is quite good.

The restaurant was on the second floor, and after dinner, the members returned to their rooms to recuperate.

Jing Mian and Song Xianyang were assigned to a room.

Song Xianyang said with a smile: "Brother Mianmian, I am very suitable to be a roommate, and I never sleep noisy." ”

Jing Mian couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's really good." ”

Wait until Jingmian went to the bathroom to take a shower, dried his hair, swept away the exhaustion, opened the notebook, did the project for a while, and then uploaded the homework to the professor's mailbox, and then turned on the TV, and watched the advertisements interspersed with movies for a while boredly.

It's finally late at night.

The lights in the room went out, Jing Mian turned over slightly, and soon Song Xianyang's steady breathing sound came from beside him.

Ten minutes later, a deafening snoring sound echoed through the room not far away.

Jingmian: "......"

Jing Mian stared at the somewhat distant ceiling, doubting that life was born.

Said yes is suitable for being roommatesOrz

Jing Mian quietly got out of bed, found earplugs in the bedside table, and put them on.

When I lay back down, there was a bit of trance quiet.

Somehow, after falling into absolute silence, Jing Mian closed his eyes and found a comfortable position, but he couldn't fall asleep for the next half hour.

…… I had insomnia.

Jing Mian was a little puzzled.

After all, this month, he has never had any symptoms of insomnia.

This situation has not been unheard of before, but Jing Mian realized that this may have been traced back to a long time ago, and he had not married Mr. Ren yet...... Even when they haven't lived together yet.

Since he was not disturbed by the snoring, the environment was very comfortable, and he did not have the habit of recognizing the bed, there was only one possibility left......

It won't be...

Because of Mr. Ren, right?

Jing Mian turned over, and this time he couldn't sleep even more.

Speaking of which, since living with Mr. Ren, my sleep quality has also improved inexplicably.

Sometimes, when you close your eyes, even if you have something to think about, you will fall asleep in three minutes, and it is not like you have been disturbed by sleep.

Jing Mian suspected that this was probably related to the familiar smell on Mr. Ren's body.

The faint overlapping connection with the smell of his childhood dependence inexplicably gave him an inexplicable illusion of great reassurance.

obviously got married not long ago, but there was a sense of dependence.

He doesn't even remember how he came here without Mr. Ren.

However, after only one night of leaving, he committed an old disease.

Jing Mian pursed her lower lip, and suddenly wanted to listen to Mr. Ren's voice.

The idea was a little ridiculous, Jing Mian looked at his watch, 22:40.

Mr. Ren is probably asleep.

Jing Mian suppressed the urge to dial the phone, and silently turned over, facing the moon outside the window.

Shrouded in moonlight,

Jingmian and the moon have insomnia together.

Five minutes later.

Jing Mian took the phone from the bedside charging.

Mr. Ren's number is not difficult to find, just before getting off the high-speed train, they also talked to each other, and it is shown in the first place in the record.

Jing Mian's fingertips hesitated for two seconds, but he still chose to dial.

The interface jumps, waiting for the blank gap of the mechanical sound, and the time at this moment is infinitely extended.

It was only soon that Jing Mian heard:

[Hello, the phone you dialed is on a call, please try again later.] ]

[You can choose to wait for the flight, or hang up the phone......]

Jing Mian was slightly stunned.

He hung up and lay back into bed.

This time...... Who is Mr. Ren talking to?

It was close to late at night, and it was most likely not work-related, Jing Mian guessed that it was likely to be Mr. Ren's personal call.

It's just that, with a man's character, Jing Mian is a little unimaginable, who would let Mr. still indulge the other party to chat at such a late hour.

Never mind.

Jing Mian decided not to bother Mr. Ren even if he had insomnia.

It's just that it didn't take long to put down the phone.

Jing Mian suddenly realized that in this case, even if he didn't make a successful dial, Mr. Ren would prompt that a call had been dialed in.

Jingmian: "......! ”

So he tossed and turned, and it seemed that he would need to go back to Mr. Ren later, and if the man asked the reason, he would find an inconsequential reason to prevaricate.

Just, a few seconds later.

The screen of the mobile phone suddenly lit up, showing a call from 'Mr. Ren'.

The heartbeat was inexplicably tight, Jing Mian subconsciously stretched out his hand and clicked to answer.

"Mr. Ren?"

Although the call timer was jumping, the man's voice was not heard.

“……”

Jing Mian reacted and took off the earbud in his left ear.

"Mr. Ren."

Jing Mian's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "I made a mistake just now... Sorry to bother you. ”

At some point, the snoring sound not far away was much quieter, and it dropped to a very low decibel, and the originally noisy space seemed to be quiet and slow down at the moment.

“…… Don't bother. ”

Ren Xingwan's voice passed through the microphone, and in the quiet and silent room, it sounded slightly in his ears:

"Sir was about to call you."