my little sir

The cell phone kept ringing in the bedroom. Fang Yimin had just finished taking a shower, and his hands were still damp. He looked at the caller ID and didn't want to answer it.

Finally got through the phone, after all, Yu Wenyue is very persistent.As soon as it was connected, I heard a series of crackling questions over there.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you in the dessert shop? Are you home again? Why do you come home so early during this time? Why didn't you reply to my WeChat message? What are you doing?"

"Sister, talk about things if you have something to do, and leave the court if you have nothing to do."

Yu Wenyue snorted in dissatisfaction, and then said: "I just have something to do today. Recently, we are going to focus on performance and select the most influential anchor in the spring. You can help me do another live broadcast to increase my followers."

Fang Yimin ruthlessly refused: "No, I agreed to you to do the live broadcast because I was promoting our store before. Recently, I have not been in a good state, so please ask someone else."

"Hey, hey, don't be so heartless."

"I'm really not in the mood. It's not good to bring down the live broadcast when the time comes."

"Then... okay." Yu Wenyue gave up this idea, and then immediately asked, "Are you all okay last night?"

"What can happen."

"What didn't happen to you? Tell me a little bit. We don't have anything to do with each other, so don't hide it."

"If you say that, I have to settle accounts with you. Who betrayed me yesterday."

When Yu Wenyue heard it, she became aggrieved instead: "I didn't betray you, it was your husband who called me suddenly, but he just asked me who was at the party, and then asked me to send him the address. "

Yu Wenyue explained as she spoke: "I didn't cheat you, I really wanted to ask Zhou Changyuan out to have dinner together, to develop a relationship with him, who knew that he would sneak into the kitchen as soon as he came, wishing to cling to you Ah. I wanted to take him away at night, but he insisted on standing with you in the cold wind, what can I do. "

Fang Yimin had a headache when he thought of Wen Qiling's punch yesterday. He pressed his temples, leaned on the soft mattress, talked to Yu Wenyue perfunctorily, and hung up the phone.

Fang Yimin sent several WeChat messages of apology to Zhou Changyuan today, for fear that the other party would care about this matter.Zhou Changyuan only replied briefly with the words "It's okay". Fang Yimin felt that the other party might be busy, so he didn't dare to disturb him.

This time, he sent another WeChat message to the other party, said several good things for Wen Qiling, and said that he had beaten Wen Qiling to tell him not to care about the hot-headed Wen Qiling.

Zhou Changyuan didn't reply for a long time, he thought, didn't he say yesterday that there is nothing to do in the past few days, do you really have grudges about this matter?

Forget it, Wen Qiling is rich and powerful, if he really fell out, let him clean up the mess by himself, and just ignore it.

Fang Yimin threw his phone by the bed and was about to turn off the lights to rest, but found Wen Qiling standing at the door hugging the pillow and quilt.

Fang Yimin's head hurt even more.

"What are you doing?"

"Come in and sleep with you."

Listen, this is human speech!Mr. Wen, can you be a little bit more moral, why do you want to covet my beauty all day long!

Mr. Xiao said righteously: "Go out."

"It's all coming."

God is here!You thought you were visiting relatives!

Fang Yimin exhausted all his self-cultivation, so he didn't utter dirty words, and breathed out fragrant: "Wen Qiling, you took the wrong medicine, didn't you?"

"No, my back is sore and my back hurts from sleeping on the sofa." Wen Qiling must have just taken a shower underneath, her hair lying softly on her forehead, and she looked very cute hugging the quilt.

If you don't pay attention to the movement of him closing the door.

"You can't sleep well, you go to the guest room." Fang Yimin said and stood up, "How about I give you the bedroom, and I will go to the guest room."

Wen Qiling threw the quilt on the bed, blocked Fang Yimin's way, and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Fang Yimin rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking, what am I afraid of, don't you know?

But the mouth is still strong: "I have nothing to be afraid of, what should be afraid of is you."

"Really? Let's go to sleep." Wen Qiling said and began to make the bed, "It's not like I haven't slept together before, they are both men, why are you so worried."

Are all men?It's just because he's a man that he's not safe!

"I suddenly remembered the horror movies I watched when I was a child. It was probably like our wardrobe. In the middle of the night, it was quietly opened, and a person slowly crawled out of it..."

MD, it's okay to let you sleep, shut up!

Fang Yimin stood there speechless, Wen Qiling got into the quilt, looked at herself innocently, patted the bed, and asked with interest: "Do you want me to tell you a ghost story?"

Fang Yimin cursed a few words in his heart, looked at the other party with a gloomy expression, and the other party blinked: "You can tell me."

Fuck, Wen Qiling was definitely the reincarnation of a male vixen!

Wen Qiling thought of Mr. Xiao's gaze at the wardrobe just now, and couldn't help laughing.Mr. Little is afraid of ghosts, so cute.

Wen Qiling slept well at night, he didn't deliberately get into Fang Yimin's quilt, nor squeezed over to hug him, Fang Yimin's restless heart gradually calmed down.

The moonlight outside poured in through the gaps in the curtains, and the contours of Mr. Xiao's face could be barely seen clearly.

Wen Qiling turned over slightly, her eyes fixed on the person next to her pillow for a moment.

There was a "buzzing" vibration, and the screen of Fang Yimin's bedside phone lit up.

It's so late, who will send a message to Mr. Xiao?

Out of curiosity, and of course because she was a little worried, Wen Qiling propped himself up and stretched his head to look.

A message was displayed on the screen, which was sent by Zhou Changyuan.Wen Qiling glanced at it, but didn't see a few words.Basically: don't worry, I won't argue with him, but he...

The screen went off.

Don't care about yourself?

He is the one who hugged his little husband, what right does he have to care about himself.Just as he was about to reach out and press the screen to turn it on, the little gentleman under him moved.

Wen Qiling quickly withdrew his hand and lowered his head to meet Yi Min's eyes above him.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Xiao wrapped his quilt tightly and put his whole body on guard.

Wen Qiling felt a little sour in her heart: "If you don't do anything, I'll just tuck you in the blanket."

"Lie back quickly." After the little gentleman finished speaking, he turned around and turned his back to Wen Qiling.

Wen Qiling clutched her chest, looked up to the sky and sighed: Ah, Mr. Xiao doesn't love me anymore, my heart hurts.

-

The weather is starting to get warmer, and it's not too hot or cold these days, which is very suitable for sitting in the studio of the warehouse and drawing.

Fang Yimin doesn't have to worry about the dessert shop anymore, he simply started creating at home these two days.He had conceived for a long time before, and he didn't know what kind of painting to give to Ye Junwen.

When Wen Qiling learned that Mr. Xiao stayed at home for two days and didn't go to work or go out, she secretly rejoiced in her heart, thinking affectionately, could it be that Mr. Xiao listened to her suggestion and was going to return to the way they used to get along with each other? ?

In fact, Wen Qiling was also stimulated last time, and what he said was a little impulsive.He didn't want Mr. Xiao to give up the dessert shop, but it was more important for him to retrieve his memory than the dessert shop.

As long as Mr. Xiao stays by his side, the two of them will be the same as before, loving each other and reconciling as before. Whatever Mr. Xiao wants to open, he will agree with it with both hands.

Mr. Wen came home from get off work early in high spirits, with a joyful smile on his face, but when he approached the warehouse studio, his mood fell to the bottom again.

Mr. Xiao was on the phone and was asking the other party what type or subject of painting he wanted. The other party didn't know what to say. Mr. Xiao bent his eyes and laughed.

"Okay, it's just that I haven't painted for a long time. Compared with the few paintings in your collection, they may be quite inferior. I'm afraid I will disappoint your expectations."

I thought Mr. Xiao stayed at home because he listened to his advice.Unexpectedly, it was painted for Ye Junwen!Before, I asked Mr. Xiao to paint, and Mr. Xiao said he didn't want to paint anymore, but now he took the initiative to paint for Ye Junwen.

Mr. Xiao started painting for "First Love", and now he is painting for Ye Junwen.

It seems that he has been targeting the wrong target before, his number one target should be Ye Junwen!

Fang Yimin felt that something was wrong with Wen Qiling. Although Mr. Wen was not right the past few days, it was especially obvious today.

Mr. Wen sighed, his eyebrows were full of worry, the rice in the bowl did not move, and a piece of meat was held between the chopsticks, and he kept that position for a long time, but the meat did not fall off.

"Wen Qiling, is your company bankrupt?"

Uncle Zhao almost had a heart attack from being frightened by Mr. Xiao's words, so he bowed his body and retreated quietly.

"Why do you want me to go bankrupt." Wen Qiling put down his chopsticks and glared at Fang Yimin unhappily, "I'm bankrupt, and you won't get any benefits. Even if you run away, you won't get much property."

"Don't worry, I won't take any money from you or your real estate when I divorce you. I will leave the house completely."

"You really thought about it!" Wen Qiling's expression was cold and penetrating, and he looked really angry.

Fang Yimin looked wronged: "Didn't you mention it first?"

"I didn't mention divorce. You brought up the topic of divorce."

Fang Yimin was tired. In order not to make himself uncomfortable, he surrendered and said, "I just mentioned it casually."

"Why do you always want to divorce me? You can't and shouldn't have this idea, let alone mention it."

Wen Qiling didn't stop, and Fang Yimin's complexion began to turn ugly, and he was about to slap the table to get angry, when the man's eyes were red, and he asked with aggrieved face: "What did I do wrong that made you want to talk to me?" I divorce."

Fang Yimin let go of the hand that patted the table, and continued to eat calmly.Sincerely suggested: "Wen Qiling, I think Police Officer Chen's boyfriend should be able to help you, you should visit him when you have time."

Wen Qiling puffed up her cheeks: "What am I going to see? You should be the one to go."

Fang Yimin kept repeating in his heart, this person has been ill recently, don't be as knowledgeable as him.Then he kept smiling and asked, "Can we calm down and have a quiet dinner?"

Wen Qiling didn't say anything after hearing this, her face was still gloomy.

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks, Fang Yimin gave him some food and coaxed him to eat quickly.After all, if this person is not full, maybe Huo Huo will feed him at night, and he will be the one who will be tossing.

Wen Qiling was very satisfied with Fang Yimin's attitude, and ate two full bowls of white rice.

[The author has something to say: Wen Qiling: Officer Chen, I heard that your marksmanship is very accurate.

Chen Han: ...

Wen Qiling: Can you help me snipe someone?

Chen Han: ...

Dr. He: Ye Junwen, run! 】