The vests of the top movie stars have been turned over

The two picked a large bunch of flowers, some of which were used to decorate the room, and some were used to play games.

The next day, the two cleaned up the remaining flowers in every corner of the room together.

"Brother Tinglan, look at how miserable this sunflower is..."

Yun Mian smiled softly, looking at the sunflower with all its petals on the ground and its soft roots, she stretched out her hand and bent down to pick it up.

But he had no strength, and his foot slipped accidentally.

"Mianmian!"

Shen Tinglan at the side heard the voice, turned sideways and hugged Yun Mian as quickly as possible.

Yun Mian didn't fall down, but because he panicked, he subconsciously grabbed the handle of the wooden carved drawer in front.

The drawer was opened inadvertently, and an exquisite notebook caught their eyes.

The cover of the notebook is very delicate, it is an embossed painting.

The auspicious clouds on the rippling sea are gentle, and the white cranes fly together to connect the two intimately.

Seeing this notebook, Shen Tinglan's expression suddenly changed, and panic flashed across his eyes.

Why such a coincidence?

fine……

As long as he is calm enough.

Mianmian will not be attracted by the notebook.

Shen Tinglan quickly covered up the emotion in his eyes, calmly supported Yun Mian's waist, lifted him into his arms and said softly, "I'll pick the flowers, you go and lie down for a while."

Yun Mian was about to nod her head when she suddenly realized something was wrong with Shen Tinglan.

Those snow-white ear tips were even dyed a faint crimson color.

His eyes still glanced at the open drawer from time to time.

"Well, brother Tinglan, thank you for your hard work." Yun Mian pretended to be obedient and snuggled into Shen Tinglan's arms, taking advantage of the gap when he wasn't paying attention, glanced at the notebook from the corner of her eye.

Is that notebook Tinglan's diary?

I kind of want to see it.

But peeking at other people's notebooks seems a bit immoral.

and so……

"Brother Tinglan, did you keep a diary when you were young?"

Yun Mian hugged Shen Tinglan's neck obediently, her voice was sweet and soft, her eyelashes concealed the cunning in her eyes.

"Huh?" Shen Tinglan was stunned for a few seconds, pursed her light-colored thin lips, seeing Yun Mian's cute appearance, suddenly an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

Did Mianmian notice something strange?

Just when Shen Tinglan was trying to find an excuse to fool this matter away, Yun Mian poked him in the chest.

"Why doesn't brother talk? I kept a diary when I was young!"

Yun Mian leaned close to Shen Tinglan's ear, first kissed her, and smiled as she felt the warmth of that skin.

"When I was 19, I wrote that I met my true love named Shen Tinglan. My brother was innocent and spoiled me. When I was 20, I wrote that I married Shen Tinglan. He is a perfect husband. When I was 50 When I was [-] years old, I wrote that my husband and I raised a child all over the place, and the child was very lucky. When I was [-] years old, I wrote that I was very lucky to meet Shen Tinglan, and I want to spend the next life with him.”

Shen Tinglan remained silent, her light-colored amber eyes became deeper and deeper, and the right hand that hugged Yun Mian's slender waist couldn't help but increase her strength.

"Mianmian..." Shen Tinglan met Shang Yunmian's peach blossom eyes with drooping eyes, and said tenderly and affectionately: "I also want to spend the next life with you."

Yun Mian started acting coquettishly: "So husband, would you like to show me your diary? I really want to know about Tinglan's past, his various experiences, and also want to know more about my husband."

Shen Tinglan: "..."

"Honey, brother Tinglan, can you show me, okay—"

Yun Mian lay on Shen Tinglan's shoulder, blew hot air on his neck, and continued to coquettishly said: "Look, I told you about my diary, shouldn't you show me your diary too?" ?”

Shen Tinglan sighed in a low voice, hugged Yun Mian to the bed, stared at him for a long while, and then fell depressed: "I haven't written a diary."

"Really?" Yun slightly raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing Shen Tinglan.

"Yeah." Shen Tinglan nodded: "If you are interested in my past, I can tell you about it slowly, but when I was young, I was basically studying filming, and there was nothing interesting about it."

The interesting things about him have only been since he met Yun Mian.

The four eyes met, Shen Tinglan had a sincere and serious face, did not avoid his eyes, and gently held Yun Mian's hand, as if he really didn't seem to be talking.

"No!" Yun Mian held Shen Tinglan's hand with her backhand, and continued to play tricks.

"For me, things about Brother Tinglan are very interesting, not to mention studying and filming, even when it comes to eating, I want to know whether my brother was picky or not when he was young."

"I'm not picky about food, I just like to eat..." The corners of Shen Tinglan's lips curled into a beautiful arc, and his deep voice softly read the name of the person in front of him: "Mianmian."

"Brother Tinglan is really bad!" Seeing Shen Tinglan laughing, Yun Mian immediately changed the topic back and pointed to the drawer.

"The naughty brother Tinglan, can you tell me what kind of book is in the drawer? I really like the cover. If it's an ordinary book, can you give it to me?"

Shen Tinglan: "..."

Sure enough, she was surrounded by Mianmian again.

Seeing that Shen Tinglan remained silent, Yun Mian tugged at the corner of his clothes, staring at him like a torch.

Shen Tinglan remained silent.

The corners of Yun Mian's lips twitched, and her eyes were also stained crimson: "Brother Ting Lan, do you not love me anymore, and you don't even want to give me a notebook?"

With helplessness floating on his stern face, Shen Tinglan gave up struggling.

He sighed softly, raised his wrist and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of Yun Mian's eyes with his fingertips: "I didn't lie to you just now, this is indeed not a diary, but an accounting book."

Yun Mian was a little surprised: "Brother Tinglan also settled the score?"

"This account is not an account about money." At this point, Shen Tinglan's ears, which had just faded from the blush, ignited again.

"Where is that?" As soon as the words were spoken, Yun Mian suddenly thought of a possibility: "Could it be... the account of the account?"

No, no, no?

Did Shen Tinglan build more trumpets behind his back?

Under Yun Mian's shocked gaze, Shen Tinglan's back was still straight, and his expression was as calm as ever.

But that handsome face was completely red.

He silently raised his hand.

"I was wrong."

Shen Tinglan apologized solemnly, and after she finished speaking, she lowered her long eyelashes and quietly waited for Yun Mian to say goodbye.

"Brother Tinglan doesn't need it, I'm not a Japanese devil." Yun Mian laughed when Shen Tinglan raised his hand in surrender.

He got out of Shen Tinglan's arms, hugged the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed, kicked him on the waist with marks all over it, and took the opportunity to scratch him a few times.

"You go and get the notebook first, let me see how many accounts Tinglan brother has built behind my back. After I read it, I will see how to punish brother, you big-tailed wolf."

"Uh..." Shen Tinglan avoided Yun Mian and glanced at the quilt on the bed.

Kind of embarrassing.

I want to be covered by someone.

Yun Mian kicked him lightly again, and urged with a coquettish smile, "Brother Tinglan, go—"

Shen Tinglan put away the shyness in his eyes, pursed his lips, the corners of his lips curled up in a pampering arc, and gently placed Yunmian's white and tender feet on the bed.

"Then I will wait for Mianmian's punishment."

After all, Shen Tinglan took stiff steps and walked slowly step by step to the cabinet where the notebook was placed.

Because no one except Mianmian can enter the room of his ancestral house, he didn't put any lock on the notebook.

When the pen name of the original novel was exposed, he planned to hide some things on his notebook and computer.

But who knows there is no chance at all.

Sighing helplessly, Shen Tinglan took the notebook out of the drawer. Although the notebook was very light, he felt it was heavy.

Juan Shen Tinglan walked over, Yun Mian raised her hand and spread it out with a smile: "Brother Tinglan, come and put the notebook full of your little secrets here."

Shen Tinglan had no choice but to put the notebook on it.

Taking the notebook, Yun Mian did not flip through it in a hurry, but glanced meaningfully at Shen Tinglan who was shy and drooping.

"Brother Tinglan, I'm about to open it. Are you nervous now?"

After a moment of silence, Shen Tinglan saw that Yun Mian hadn't opened it, and felt more nervous and embarrassed, so she could only nod along with him.

Mianmian is real skin.

But the wife I finally got back had to be pampered.

Thinking of this, without waiting for Yun Mian to open the book, Shen Tinglan bent down and kissed his somewhat red and swollen lips as tenderly as a touch of water.

"Although the contents of the notebook later may...may make you speechless, but I created an account just because I was afraid that you would not like me, so I wanted to approach you with a different identity, to get closer to you."

Raising her eyes and bumping into those eyes full of affection, Yun Mian was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered the day when the two first met.

That day I thought someone else had raped him.

So when I woke up, I was scared and angry, but I was weak and had no choice but to flee the scene.

At that time, he didn't notice the note Shen Tinglan left for him at all.

It is estimated that Shen Tinglan saw that she was not there when she came back.

Do you think you hate him?

"I've never disliked you, and I'm brother Tinglan's man now."

Distress and guilt flashed in Yun Mian's eyes, and she kissed Shen Tinglan comfortingly, without any pretense, she directly opened the notebook on her lap.

What came into my eyes was a small blue cloud, on which Shen Tinglan was still drawing a drowsy expression.

There is a row of beautiful small characters written under Xiaoyun.

[I want to share my luck bit by bit with my little angel Baiyun. 】

The second page is blank.

The third page is still blank.

It wasn't until Yun Mian turned to the fourth page that she finally saw the flowing font.

There are various account numbers written on it, and each account has a row of notes in addition to the password ID.

Dragon Claw Live Account:

①ID is a bit sleepy (I spend money and die loyal fans, keep the top of the list, I have already talked with Mianmian, and my voice is deliberately lowered.)

②ID warm boiled water (silly white sweet fan, won the tea reward, was read by Mianmian three times, good luck, great use)

③Dragon Claw live broadcast operation night (mainly used to discuss the live broadcast business with Mianmian.);

……

⑥ King ID is not sleepy (hit Mianmian once, deliberately targeting Mianmian, just to attract attention.);

⑦ Strawberry Leaf, room management ID in the live broadcast room: "I am a rich girl. Sure enough, girls are more likely to approach Mianmian. If you hit the top three on the list, you will get a good room management. Don't pretend to be cute and don't reveal your identity."

……

No.20: Author number (planning to write three books, one is the post-marriage story between me and Mian Mian named "Shen Tinglan and Yun Mian's 520 Days of Marriage, one is about me and Mian Mian's parallel space The story, just like us in the dream, childhood sweethearts grew up together, so we named it "Lan Yi Sleeping" with our CP name)

After the No.20 five articles, Shen Tinglan also posted a note to add a paragraph.

[After we achieve a positive result, I will write a book about our true story and record our little by little.Photos of Mianmian can be added to the book. 】

……

The No.30 five articles of the last account.

ID Mianmian's big baby (Weibo hates people's trumpet, whoever scolds Mianmian will hate whoever, and has not received Mianmian's attention for the time being.)

At the end of the page, Yun Mian was a little bit dumbfounded, but the sockets of her eyes were sour and red unconsciously.

He remembered running the number Hei Ye.

This is the person who found the women's clothing live broadcast on junk software and asked him if he would like to be an anchor in a regular place, saying that he liked his face and would help him package and give him resources to make him popular.

At that time, he didn't believe it, thinking that Ye Ye was a liar.

Still blocked people.

Unexpectedly, Hei Ye opened a trumpet again and sent a bunch of things that could prove his identity.

And just like that he came to Dragon Claw Live.

Met the boss Cheng Yumu.

With the current business.

I finally managed to pay for my mother's treatment.

He also remembered managing strawberry leaves.

She is a very gentle and a bit arrogant big sister.

Always encourage and comfort yourself.

did not expect……

Not to mention the warm boiled water of the true love fan who gave him countless gifts, and the rich fan who was a little sleepy.

I didn't expect these people who silently supported me behind the scenes.

Most of them were Shen Tinglan.

Yun Mian was about to put down the notebook, and when she raised her eyes to say something to Shen Tinglan, Shen Tinglan gently took the notebook away.

"Hey, there is one last thing, you wait for me for 2 minutes."

After finishing speaking, Shen Tinglan quickly walked to the desk, took out a pen from the black pen holder, turned to the last page with writing, and quickly wrote a row of words.

Yun Mian watched Shen Tinglan's back, wiped away tears, and asked, "Brother Tinglan, what are you writing?"

Listening to Yun Mian's sweet voice full of sobs, Shen Tinglan put down the pen and walked quickly to the bedside, and handed the notebook in front of Yun Mian.

"It's No.30 six vests."

Yun Mian looked down and burst into tears instantly.

I saw it written on the snow-white paper.

No.30 Six ID Shen Tinglan (This is the number that will accompany Mianmian through life and life. Shen Tinglan has obtained Mianmian's sincerity, and will always guard his favorite little angel.)

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Jiang Jiang's words:

Ahhh, Kawenka is really dead, and I feel that I have been abolished.

If there is no accident, the main text of this book will be finished tomorrow, it is Lan Mian's marriage hahaha, do you want to read ancient costumes or modern styles?

Although both will be held, only one will be specifically written.

Then after the main text is finished, there will be extra episodes.

I saw that cuties who like parallel worlds write more, so I will write parallel worlds first... I also like this kind of sweet love between childhood sweethearts.

Good night, I love you all, go to bed and go to bed——