Yan Luyi held the electronic book and poked at it: "When did you guess it?"
Yan Yue said: "I knew it early on."
Yan Luyi: "Then why didn't you tell me? It made me feel so stupid."
Yan Yue said: "If I told you in advance, wouldn't it mean that you missed the opportunity to realize that you are stupid?"
Yan Luyi was furious. He tried hard to formulate words to fight back. But he failed to formulate words, so he just started to mess with him: "Actually, you only guessed it later, right? Were you really scared at the beginning?"
Yan Yue said: "The lines you used to save face are quite boring."
Yan Luyi: "..."
She once again had the urge to throw down the e-book, and felt that Yan Yue was really annoying to death.
Yan Luyi held the e-book crookedly for a while, and finally crawled over and asked Yan Yue: "I want to ask a question, why do I look familiar to you and always feel that I have met you somewhere? Or maybe it was something we did in the past.
When did we know each other?”
Yan Yue said: "To be able to come up with such an awkward conversation starter, your love life must be quite boring, or you don't have any love life at all, right?"
Yan Luyi was angry: "Why do you always quarrel with me?"
Yan Yue said: "Isn't this the time when you were cruel to me before?"
Yan Luyi: "You are such a vengeful person! No, you were acting at the time, so I was cooperating with your performance. Can you blame me? Or maybe you were not acting, but you were scared to death.
Want to live?"
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Yan Luyi had no choice but to wash up and go to bed. Before going to bed, Q looked at the night light on the bedside and hesitated for a while. There were no windows here, and if he turned off the night light, he would fall into complete darkness.
Quite scary.
But if you don’t turn off the lights, there will be cameras...
Yan Luyi contacted the quite clear night video that Yan Yue sent her, and speculated that the camera here should have a night shooting function. Therefore, the night light should still be kept.
She had been nervous for too long and was so tired that she almost fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
When she regained consciousness, she found that her head was arched in a man's arms.
Looking up, Yan Yue's face was breathing slowly, and he was still asleep. His long, silky hair hung down on both sides, slightly messy, but it made his sleeping face gentle and elegant.
Yan Luyi didn't feel anything was wrong. She even put her arms around his shoulders and climbed up, lightly pressing a kiss on his lips.
Then he squirmed slightly and woke up. His eyes were hazy as if covered with a layer of mist, and he said softly in a hoarse voice: "I'm so sleepy..."
Yan Luyi smiled and picked him up from the bed: "Don't sleep anymore, cook and cook."
Then she curled up and fell asleep again, this time with very light sleep. Occasionally she heard the slight sound of clinking tableware coming from the direction of the kitchen.
On the warm white table were two exquisitely symmetrical dishes and the soft glutinous rice dumplings as the staple food. The man across the table looked at her with a gentle smile.
She held his arm and walked on campus.
But there is blood on campus.
Something was moving extremely fast - her eyes finally caught it as it hung from the ceiling.
It was a black ghost-like monster, but she didn't feel any fear because he was right behind her.
A gun. A gun suddenly appeared in her hand. After a random shooting, the black and red blood in the demon body splattered in all directions, and there were even thin blood spots floating on her face. She turned slightly, and he held her cheek.
, use a white square towel to gently wipe away the blood stains.
"Yan Lu Yi. Yan Lu Yi."
He called her. So she happily ran to him and was picked up by him with open arms.
"Yan Luyi?"
The two of them were sitting leisurely on the swing. He put his hand around her shoulders. She turned her head and took a bite of the big soft candy in his hand.
"Yan Luyi!"
Yan Luyi bounced for a moment and turned her head. In the dim light of the night light, she saw Yan Yue crossing his chest with his hands, tilting his head slightly, standing by the bed, looking at her with an extremely impatient expression: "Sleep like this."
The word "dead pig" is probably used to describe your situation."
At this moment, Yan Luyi realized that she had just been dreaming, her face flushed red, and she pulled the quilt to cover her face with a cry, so that Yan Yue would not see her expression.
Sure enough, there is always an insurmountable gap between dreams and reality... Wait, why do you have this kind of dream?
Yan Luyi was somewhat foresighted about him. Although he did like to look at handsome guys, he was not so obsessed with this annoying guy, right?
Yan Yue's voice was very cold: "Get up."
Yan Luyi's face was still burning, and he didn't dare to poke his head out of the quilt: "I can't get up, I'm so sleepy."
She heard Yan Yue snort, and his tone was very contemptuous: "You can sleep so soundly here, are you really confused about your situation? Or are you imagining everything too wonderfully and feeling that Lant Company is not good enough?"
What will happen to you? So should this be interpreted as stupidity or mental retardation?"
Every word he said was like a basin of cold water being poured on him. Yan Luyi woke up completely, took off the quilt, sat up, and couldn't help but ask: "Have you ever had long hair before?"
The disgusted expression on Yan Yue's face paused for a moment, and then turned into even more disgust: "Long hair? Which man have you seen with long hair?"
Yan Luyi said: "But why do I feel that I have seen you with long hair?"
Yan Yue said: "Stop this stupid idea of yours as soon as possible. Only sissies grow their hair long."
Yan Luyi didn't believe what he said. She felt that although the dream was extremely embarrassing, the long-haired man had appeared in the mirror once before. This kind of thing could never be explained simply as "absurd".
Yan Yue's attitude was very irritating, and it was completely incomparable with the scene that appeared in the dream. Yan Luyi felt even more embarrassed, as if she was interested in him and was wishful thinking. She was trying hard to put aside the dream,
But Yan Yue asked: "What did you dream about?"
Yan Luyi said: "What? A dream? I don't know?"
Yan Yue's tone was very determined: "Tell me what you dreamed about."
Yan Luyi was a little anxious: "Is it none of your business?"
Yan Yue asked: "Dream of me?"
Yan Luyi scolded: "Get out of here, you are so sentimental!"
Yan Yue pondered for a moment: "If you put it this way, could it be that you dreamed of an ambiguous scene related to love? Well... It seems that there is a problem to whom should I apply the word "self-interested".
Yan Luyi put on his shoes, jumped out of bed, gritted his teeth and glared at him: "What are you doing here? You know the girl is sleeping, but you just go into the room without even knocking on the door. Do you want to be beaten? Don't you think so?
Is your behavior very inappropriate?"
Yan Yue said: "If you are so big-hearted that you dare to take off your clothes and sleep in front of the camera, then that is really inappropriate."
Yan Luyi took a breath: "It's over, camera, what you said, have they already..."
Yan Yue said: "What they see through the surveillance is a still picture, and they think we are still sleeping honestly. After a lot of trouble before, even if we sleep longer, no one will be suspicious. So during this period, we only need to
If you don’t make a lot of noise, they won’t notice no matter what you do.”
Yan Luyi's heart started to beat: "Then... what... should we... do?"