[Mrs. Lin, are you going to go out with a mud mask on? The lights in the corridor have been turned off. You might scare people if you go out like this. 】
[Hahahaha! I feel like Mrs. Lin is going to find Sang Yanzhou and Sang Yanzhou. I am already looking forward to their reactions.】
[Would you be scared to death if you saw such a face at the door at night? Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely be scared to death.】
When Lin Fei went out late, he did not forget to close the door before knocking on the door opposite.
"Here, who is it?"
Sang Mizhou's voice came slowly from inside.
What followed was the sound of shuffling shoes.
"it's me."
Hearing Lin Feiwan's voice, Sang Mizhou's footsteps obviously paused.
The door was slowly opened.
The cold white light in the room shone out, and Sang Mizhou's tall figure shrouded Lin Feiwan in it.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Sang Mizhou's face turned pale and he immediately took several steps back, almost tripping over the steps at the door.
[Hahahaha! I guessed that this must be the result. People would be frightened when they put on the mask. I feel that Sang Mizhou is already very manly without screaming. 】
[Sang Mizhou’s expression is so funny, as if he’s seen a ghost!]
[Seeing this scene at night, I felt scared just through the screen, not to mention it was still so dark in the corridor. When I opened the door, I saw such a face. If it were me, I would definitely
I fainted from fright.]
Lin Feiwan took a step forward and walked into the light: "It's me."
After Sang Mizhou saw the person clearly, his expression finally softened a little, and his mood gradually calmed down.
"What's wrong?"
His voice was still cold.
Lin Feiwan didn't care and put the Golden Throat in his hand: "Didn't you say you had a sore throat these days? So I prepared some Golden Throat for you before coming here. You ate so much spicy food tonight, so
I suddenly remembered and sent it to you."
Sang Mizhou looked down at the golden throat in his hand, his eyelids slightly drooped and nodded: "Well, thank you."
Although Lin Feiwan was still a little sad about his indifference, after all, it had been half a year and she was somewhat used to it.
She didn't intend to stay any longer: "Then you guys go to bed early, I'll go back first."
"good."
Sang Mizhou watched Lin Feiwan enter the opposite room before closing the door again.
That dark corridor seemed to be the unbridgeable gap between them.
The next morning, little Fubao was the first to get up.
She put on the clothes Lin Feiwan prepared for her and put them on the chair early last night and went downstairs.
It was not completely bright outside yet, so she finally found the monitor after walking around on the first floor.
Because the director knew that Xiao Fubao would definitely wake up at this point, he turned on the monitor early.
No, he squatted on her.
Xiao Fubao obediently put on the microphone and waved towards the camera: "Good morning to all the brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in the live broadcast room! You must be full of energy today!"
[Wow, it’s been a long time since I got up early in the morning to see my little baby! I thought the little baby would start sleeping in after going back to Sang’s house, but I didn’t expect that he is still so self-disciplined!]
[It seems that laziness has nothing to do with where you go, but everything to do with talent.]
[Upstairs, I feel that I have been connoted, and it is me who is talking about me, but I am not already up, I am not asleep yet!]