Windfall life

Yinfeng International, 33A, Chang'an District.

The over-100-square-meter horizontal hall and the ubiquitous luxury are just like in dreams.

Han Yun, who was unconscious, felt like stepping on a ball of cotton with every step she took.

My legs and feet were so weak, my hands were shaking constantly, this kind of dream seemed unreal to reality.

It is no exaggeration to say that no matter who they are, no matter whether they are men or women, they have to kneel down when they encounter them.

"What are you doing on your knees? Get up and sit on the sofa."

This is Lin Ning, looking at Han Yun who is kneeling on the carpet beside her legs and sitting on the sofa.

Although I don't understand the reason, I can feel that this sister seems to be afraid of me.

If not, there would be no reason for her to be so submissive based on what she knew.

"No, no, I'll be fine just sitting here."

"Okay, instead of sitting on the sofa, sit on the floor?"

"Well, I don't like sitting on the sofa."

Biting her lip, frowning, and thinking about all the things in her dream again, Han Yun, who made excuses, was surprised to find out.

At some point, the habits and knowledge developed in dreams also came into reality.

Just like Japanese, French, and German, these are languages ​​that I once wanted to learn but only existed in my imagination.

Now I can communicate, read and write almost without any barriers.

There are also art appreciation, golf, equestrian, etc. If it’s just these, that’s fine, no problem.

After all, I learned so much knowledge in vain, it was neither time consuming nor laborious.

The problem is, although Han Yun knows that these habits he developed are wrong.

But subconsciously, not only did I not feel that there was anything wrong, but I also enjoyed the state of being infatuated.

"Haha, your habits are quite unusual."

It's outrageous that there are people in this world who don't like to sit.

Lin Ning smiled, and when he spoke again, his original intention was to put his feet on the coffee table.

Unexpectedly, Han Yun hugged her legs with her feet for fear of being possessed by evil spirits.

This sudden and magical operation not only shocked Lin Ning on the outside but was tender on the inside.

As the instigator, Han Yun was blushing and heartbeating.

The most urgent task is to find a rationale for this subconscious behavior.

"Don't get me wrong about that. I saw that you have hair on your feet, so that's why you are like this."

"hair?"

"Well, it's already fallen off."

"Okay, okay, thank you."

Let's talk about the matter, it's just a hair, is it necessary to hold someone's feet?

Lin Ning frowned. If he guessed correctly, this sister must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Just like Sun Lingyu, he has to check the door several times every time he locks it, and he still has to ask if the door is locked when walking halfway.

"You're welcome, don't you want a drink? I'll get it."

The complexity in her eyes seemed to overflow the screen. After saying that, Han Yun stood up and just smoked a Louis XIII in the wine cabinet.

In Nuo Da's living room, he blurted out a sigh, followed by a surprised question.

"Damn it, how did you know that was a wine cabinet?"

"Not only did you know it was a wine cabinet, but you also knew there was wine in it?"

Damn it, I have to say, there are really weird things happening every year, especially this year.

He looked at Han Yun, who was facing away from him, and at the open cylindrical wine cabinet in front of him.

Lin Ning was stunned. She was wondering why wooden stakes were erected for such a nice house.

Together with this thing, it is actually a wooden segmented cylindrical smart thermostatic wine cabinet!

"Ah, this is not it."

Isn't this his home? How could he not know that this is a wine cabinet and that there is wine here?

Han Yun was stunned for a moment. It was difficult for her to explain why she offered to get the wine.

I want to use this to adjust my mentality and strive not to make mistakes or be stupid in the future.

As a result, what he didn't expect was that Lin Ning didn't even know what he had at home.

"It's nothing. Turn around, stand still, and say, what's going on with you?"

"Why, I've seen this kind of wine cabinet elsewhere. What's wrong with it?"

"Okay, just pretend you've seen it elsewhere. Where's the shoe rack? How about the shoe rack?"

"Didn't the shoe rack say that I happened to see a color difference, so I found it."

"Go on, David, what about that hello?"

This is "his" memory. The more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying.

Thanks to "his" memory, Lin Ning is confident that he is not inferior to any of his peers when it comes to recognizing people.

"David, he's wrong."

Obviously realizing something, Han Yun changed the topic when the words came to her lips.

Not only did his tone of voice change, but his whole person also felt a bit like he was in class.

"Classmate Lin, are you sure you want to talk to me like this?"

"you..."

"What are you talking about? Is this the way you talk to the teacher?"

So, is she trying to match my personality? Use your identity to suppress me and avoid the topic?

Lin Ning twitched the corner of his mouth. He reacted instantly and looked at Han Yun with interest.

"What are you looking at? You're disrespectful, you're skipping school, you're saying you're at fault?"

Han Yun's voice rose a little higher. She finally found her rhythm. It was only because the dream was too realistic.

I almost forgot that this is reality. The real me doesn't need to explain to him, let alone be afraid.

"Yes, you are right, come here and give me the wine."

It should be the blessing of his career. Han Yun, who suddenly became serious, has a unique charm.

When he walked in front of him, Lin Ning, who had been smiling pleasantly just a second ago, said calmly.

"Kneel down."

"???"

"Do it and say you're wrong."

"Why, I didn't make any mistakes, nor was I bad, me."

Oh my god, why did I get confused with the dream again? What can I do if I say this?

If you let him know that you are afraid of him, will he do evil things and be like in the dream again?

That kind of thing is due to some irresistible force, so let’s not mention it.

What needs to be mentioned here is that the reason why Lin Ning suddenly said kneeling down was for verification.

It turns out that this famous person in the school, who is beautiful and good at dressing up, is indeed afraid of himself.

. . . . .

At the same time, on the other side, Qujiang and Heyuan.

Because of Lin Ning's absence, everyone in the villa lost their earlier restraint.

The uncle who frequently makes wisecracks, the cousin who makes jokes, and the uncle who echoes everything.

He looked at his relatives talking and laughing in the living room, and at his mother and Aunt Chu who were busy cooking beside him.

Ning Fei was hesitant to speak, and Ning Sumei noticed the sad look on her brows, as did Chu Mei.

"Silly girl, if you have anything to say, just say it. Your Aunt Chu and I are not outsiders."

"Mom, Aunt Chu, am I wrong?"

"If you are referring to this family dinner, there is something wrong."

This is Ning Sumei, her daughter's thoughts. As a mother, she naturally understands.

Just because it was clear that Ning Sumei was not optimistic about Ning Fei as early as when she was holding Luo's family dinner.

For her, whether she is a person or does things, there is a step-by-step process.

I have never met this person before, so it would be a bit premature to invite such a large group of relatives to my home.

"It is better to travel at night in rich clothes than to return home in rich clothes. It is only human nature for Feifei to do this."

This is Chu Mei. What's interesting is that she is nearly forty years old. Although she is naturally charming, she has a baby voice.