Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Take a break, take a break, and come here to do something.

Ling Qian's room was very big, with more than one seat, and two sofas, one big and one small, all very comfortable, with backrests, much more comfortable than sitting on a bed.

Ling Qian looked at Bei Weixi suspiciously.

Bei Weixi looked calm and natural, closed her eyes and stretched exaggeratedly, and let out a slightly comfortable voice from her throat.

Immediately afterwards, he lay back on his back.

The two were facing each other, their legs were hanging outside the edge of the bed, and there was only a distance of less than ten centimeters between them, almost sleeping together.

"Study is so tiring," Bei Weixi looked at the ceiling and sighed softly, "I never felt so tired when I was a child. I just started reading it a few days ago, and it was like a bible. I was confused and my head exploded. In those few days I I have been secretly worrying about whether I can do it, and what to do if I can’t do it. Fortunately, I finally regained some feeling in the past few days.”

Ling Qian listened blankly, at first he wanted to tell him that he had worked hard, but later he was too busy searching for words of encouragement, and at the end, he found it was a bit redundant.

Bevisi wasn't complaining or asking for help, it seemed that she just wanted to share with him her feelings during this time.

"Come on, you can do it." Ling Qian said.

It sounds empty and nothing new, but it is the most sincere words.

"Well," Bei Weixi nodded, adjusted his posture, turned sideways to face him, and supported his head with his hands, "I hope I can be your classmate in time."

Ling Qian was dazed for a few seconds, then hurriedly got up from the bed: "Time is running out! Go read a book after you rest."

"No way, I studied for two and a half hours, and you rushed me after I rested for less than two and a half minutes." Bei Weixi lay still, "Do you understand the combination of work and rest?"

"Then you rest for a while." Ling Qian ran to get a change of clothes, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Go again later," Bevisi said, "chat with me. It's the same when you go after I start reading."

"...Then go read a book." Ling Qian said.

Bei Weixi was silent for a few seconds, sighed, and sat up: "All right."

He walked slowly to the desk, sat down heavily, and then sighed again.

Ling Qian struggled on the spot for a few seconds, put the change of clothes on the bed, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"Well, let's talk for a while," he said.

Bei Weixi had already opened the book, but she didn't look up when she heard the words, her eyes still fell on the page: "What are you talking about?"

"It's not that you want to chat!"

"But you want me to read, so I'm starting to read now," Bevisie said.

Ling Qian frowned and stared at his profile for a few seconds, got up angrily, picked up a change of clothes and strode towards the bathroom.

While soaking in the bathtub, he remembered what Cheng Haomiao had said to him during the game break.

He said that the way you chased Bevisi's ass and urged him to study was like capitalists exploiting working people.

This example is really inexplicable.

At that time, the two had just finished a round and were queuing up.Ling Qian was extremely irritable, so he spoke more impolitely than usual.

He said to Cheng Haomiao, please recognize your identity, and if you talk nonsense all day long and do nothing good, I will exploit you next.

Cheng Haomiao scoffed.

At that time Ling Qian felt that he was totally in need of a beating, but now that he calmed down, he felt that what he said was not completely unreasonable.

When he was in high school, he was a well-behaved student who felt that he didn't need to be supervised by others. He would take the initiative to do the question types he was not good at repeatedly, and he had to race against time to memorize words while sitting in the car on the way to school.

His parents have no demands on him in studies.Only once in a while, he was not feeling well, sitting on the sofa in a daze, and was asked "why don't you hurry up and read a book".

Although it has been a long time, Ling Qian still remembers the overwhelming grievances in his heart at that time.

People who have worked hard will feel sad if they don't hear such words.

Ling Qian was worried that he had done a similar thing just now.

After walking out of the bathroom, Bei Weixi was still sitting at the table.

He put on the earphones and muttered something in a low voice, he should be listening to English courseware.

Ling Qian didn't dare to disturb him, he crept onto the bed and got into the bed.

11:30 is a time when you can sleep but also procrastinate for a while.He huddled under the blanket and played with his mobile phone for a while, even turning over carefully.

He thought, in the future, wouldn't he have to act like a thief every night?

On second thought, it's not every night.In another half a month, this life will be over.

So he didn't want to complain.

After twelve o'clock, Ling Qian began to feel sleepy.But the lights were still on in the room, so he couldn't sleep well.

After tossing and turning in the quilt for a while, he suddenly thought of something, and lightly crawled out of the quilt, got out of bed, and walked towards the door.

There was still a slight sound when the door was opened.

When Ling Qian went out, he looked back, and Bei Weixi seemed to raise his head.

He quickly ran to the kitchen, took out the cooked sweet corn specially prepared by Sister Li from the refrigerator, heated it in the microwave for half a minute, put it on a plate and brought it back to the room.

Opening the door, Bei Weixi looked over again.

"Not paying attention," Ling Qian criticized him with a smile, "So easily influenced."

In the dead of night, even a little bit of sound is obvious, so it's strange not to notice it.

Bei Weixi did not refute, and said with a smile: "It smells so good."

This corn has a special sweet aroma, which is full of temptation for people whose stomachs are already empty.

There were two in total, Ling Qian put the plate on the desk, took one himself, and gnawed together with Bei Weixi.

"I'm just hungry," said Pevisy, "and it's just in time."

Ling Qian thought to himself, there is no such considerate and kind-hearted capitalist in this world.

"I have a question." The corn was a little sticky, and while he was speaking, he carefully licked his sticky thumb, appearing to be slurring his words.

Bei Weixi looked at him and asked, "What?"

"Do you think I'm annoying?" Ling Qian asked.

Bei Weixi froze for a moment, then repeated again: "...what?"

"Do you think I'm meddling with you all day long?" Ling Qian had already started to defend himself before he heard the answer, "Actually... I don't want to meddle with you, it's just... maybe I'm in a hurry ,I……"

"Don't bother me," Bevisi said, "You're doing my best, I know."

Ling Qian lowered his head and licked his fingers: "That's good."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Bei Weixi remained silent, in order to relieve the embarrassment in his heart, he said indiscriminately: "Good boy, know the times, and I will reward you with meat in the future."

Bevisi immediately laughed and nodded: "Okay."

This is different from Ling Qian's script.He is obviously ready to be complained about, to receive attacks like "reward you for eating shit".This is how he and Cheng Haomiao get along.

Bevisi is different.Let him not get used to it, make him flustered and bewildered.

"I don't hate being under your control either." Bevisi said again.

Ling Qian raised his head.

"It's a good thing to be supervised by someone. I can't ask for more," Bei Weixi looked at him with a smile, "you just leave me alone."

Ling Qian blinked and stood up: "I'm done eating!"

As he spoke, he put the remaining corncobs back on the plate, turned around and trotted into the bathroom.

Bei Weixi's voice came from behind: "Since you have to wash your hands, why did you have to lick your fingers just now?"

Ling Qian thought to himself, I am happy.

After eating snacks, I got into the bed again, and the tiredness came soon.

Ling Qian closed his eyes, and could vaguely hear the sound of a pen tip across the paper not far away.It brought a strange feeling of reassurance, and he quickly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up slightly from his sleep, opened his eyes slightly, and found that there was still some light coming from the other side of the room.

Half asleep, half awake, he heard the rustling of the pages of a book.

"What time is it?" He stood up and asked in a low voice.

Bevisi immediately turned around: "Sorry, did I disturb you?"

Ling Qian shook his head slightly, and asked again: "What time is it?"

Bei Weixi picked up the phone and looked at the time, and was taken aback for a moment: "Oh, why is it already 03:30?"

"It's so late, don't sleep yet," Ling Qian fell back on the bed, "Don't stay up late, study tomorrow, go to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and soon became confused.

A few seconds later, he shuddered and forcibly pulled himself together and sat up again: "Why are you so disobedient!"

Bei Weixi was probably halfway through the problem, quite embarrassed, sat there frowning and struggling for a few seconds, and finally got up and closed the book.

After the desk lamp was turned off, the room lost its only light source and became pitch black.

But soon, a faint light with a cool tone came on.The light faltered, gradually approached with the sound of slippers, and stopped at the side of the bed.

Bei Weixi used the screen of her mobile phone to follow the road and climbed onto the bed.

Ling Qian's mattress was soft, and it was obvious that someone moved around him.

The light of the mobile phone has disappeared, and Bevisi no longer moves after lying flat. The bed is very big, and there is still a lot of distance between them.

Ling Qian, who was still full of tiredness just now, tightly closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep for some reason.

Last night, he slept with Cheng Haomiao.

He also slept very late, he was extremely sleepy, and as soon as he touched the pillow, he immediately became confused and fell asleep until dawn.

Today is different.He woke up at an inopportune time, and then found himself inexplicably insomnia in a dark, quiet room.

Ling Qian lay motionless for a while, instead of accumulating drowsiness, he became more awake.He can't see, but his nose, ears, and even his skin are sharper than ever.

He smelled an indescribable smell, heard a messy and unknown voice, and his skin felt a hot temperature that did not belong to him through the air.

Ling Qian thought, it must be Bei Weixi, it's all Bei Weixi's fault.

He was irritated and puzzled at the same time, that shouldn't be, there is at least half a meter between them.

Is it still too close?

Ling Qian cautiously moved slowly towards the other side.

"Still awake?" Bevisi's voice sounded abruptly.

Ling Qian was taken aback, and even gasped.He quickly shut his mouth, his dull and irrational mind encouraged him to pretend to be asleep without responding.

Unfortunately, the effect is not good.

Bei Weixi couldn't wait for his answer, still acquiescing that he was sober, and said: "There is a rather embarrassing question, you don't seem to have noticed it."

Ling Qian had no choice but to speak: "...what?"

"There is only one quilt on the bed," Bevisi asked, "Can I come in?"

The author says:

Ling Qian licked his fingers.

Bevisie: I suspect he is seducing me, but thinking about it carefully, he doesn't seem to have such a brain.

ps. A pure child will not think wrongly about the title.