"You ask this," Lan Bowen mentioned his wife, obviously interested, "Actually, it wasn't me who fell in love with my wife, it was my wife who fell in love with me first. She is a girlfriend herself, and she is a fan of me just for that.
After following me, she added all my fan groups. She sent me private messages on Weibo every day, saying, "Good morning, good afternoon, good night." I went to reward me during my live broadcast. I still remember the name she gave me. It's hard to say.
, What kind of ramble about kissing me, what kind of ramble about my husband..."
Lan Bowen smiled: "Then we played a game, met offline, and added friends. She was very clingy. She sent you a lot of messages a day. I remember that I kept her out of the way. And then there was
I was playing a game for the first time, and there was a shortage of four, and she happened to be online, so I pulled her out. She did nothing during the entire game, and she just stood in the spring and talked."
"In the second game, she had a lot of fun. She played as an assistant and played pretty well. That's probably when I remembered her. Later, when I went to score points, I would play with her. Then she sent a message and saw it.
I will reply, and the more we talk, the more we will understand.”
"To be honest, I think it's fate. My wife's initial behavior, to be honest, was quite annoying to you before you didn't like it."
As he said that, Lan Bowen sighed: "Tell me, my wife was so clingy to me before. Why did it happen the other way around after she got together with me, and I became clinging to her?"
Lan Bowen talked a lot about his wife.
Later, he talked a lot about some of the daily routines of him and his wife that he found quite interesting.
Sheng Cheng seemed to be listening, but in fact, his thoughts were stuck on what he said at the beginning, "She is a fan of her girlfriend, and she fans me just to chase me."
Then, it was a grand occasion.
Lan Bowen talked for almost half an hour. When he said that his mouth was dry, he was sleepy and thirsty, and he couldn't bear it anymore: "I can't stand it anymore, I have to go to sleep."
Shengcheng said "yes" and left no blog post.
After Lan Bowen left, the balcony suddenly became surprisingly quiet.
Sheng Sheng didn't rush back to the room. He thought that the first time he saw her was in the semi-finals of the World Championships. One of his fans got into an argument with Yang Sinian's fans. She was quite quiet sitting next to her, but Yang Sinian's
The fans were endless, and her patience was probably exhausted by the noise, so she fiercely knocked the chair in front of her with a mineral water bottle.
The little girl looked thin and frail, but at the moment when her temper broke out, she had quite a strong aura.
The mouth is also quite sharp.
It's quite poisonous to criticize people without using any curse words.
It's a pity that her aura lasted for less than half a minute. When faced with questions from Yang Sinian's fans, her reply shocked people.
When a fan of Yang Sinian asked her who was his and protected him so much, she came up and said, "He is my son."
He really didn't take this sentence too seriously at the time, but looking back now...
Oh.
Shengcheng immediately laughed out loud.
Sheng Kuang pinched his eyebrows, straightened up and returned to the room.
As soon as he closed the curtains, there was a knock on the door.
He walked to the door, opened it, and raised his eyebrows at Lan Bowen, who said he was going to bed.
Lan Bowen asked: "Have you told Jingmei that our room is not enough?"
Sheng Kuang raised his eyelids in surprise: "No."
Lan Bowen said: "I just went downstairs to drink water. She was putting dog food for the dog. When she met me, she asked me why Jiang Xin still stayed in the hotel when his girlfriend would leave tomorrow."
Shengcheng reacted for two seconds, and the reaction was a group chat: "She saw what Jiang Xin said on my phone."
Lan Bowen: "That's it."
Sheng Kuang asked: "How did you reply to her?"
Lan Bowen was silent for a moment: "How the hell can I reply to her? I thought it was you who told her, so I told her everything from beginning to end. I told her that the room was not enough and we had to let Jiang Xin go out first.
She checked in, and then she said there was an empty room on the third floor, so I said you didn’t want anyone to stay in it, because I was worried that you would not be comfortable, and I was worried that it would disturb you."
"She said it doesn't matter. Staying in a hotel is a waste of money. Let Jiang Xin come back and stay tomorrow. She won't mind."
"I said, I can't make the decision, let her come to you."
As soon as Lan Bowen finished speaking, the cell phone placed on the bed in Shengcheng rang.
Sheng Kuang turned around and looked, walked over and picked up his phone.
Lan Bowen asked: "Mei Jing?"
Shengcheng unlocked the screen and looked at WeChat.
Kyo-chan: Are you asleep?
Sheng Kuang moved his fingers to type "no" and said a perfunctory "hmm" to Lan Bowen.
"Okay, let's talk." Lan Bowen yawned, closed the door for Shengjian, and returned to his room.
…
Lin Jing didn't sleep while watching the grand occasion, and explained to the grand occasion what he had just chatted with Lan Bowen downstairs.
It was a bit long, so she did not use text, but directly sent a voice message: "...it's okay to say that there is no room, but if there is a room but it is empty, it will make me feel awkward. Even if someone really wants to go out to live, it is me, not
Jiang Xin, in short, let Jiang Xin come back and live here, he lives next to me and it won’t affect me."
After thinking for a while, Lin Jing clicked on the nine-square grid and typed the words.
...Otherwise, I will find a hotel near the school tomorrow...
Lin Jing's cell phone suddenly vibrated.
miracle:What about me?
Lin Jing blinked, not realizing what he meant. She hurriedly deleted the half-written sentence and replied with a question mark.
miracle:Do I influence you?
Miracle: If it doesn’t affect you, I’ll live next to you.