Small transparent live room

Qin Yun ordered another bowl of noodles for himself, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks after hastily eating, greeted Jiang Fengyue, and mysteriously hid in his room with the computer in his arms, and even closed the door airtightly.

Jiang Fengyue was a little curious about her demeanor, but remembering that her manuscripts were almost exhausted, she had to work hard to type today, so she didn't have time to worry about what Qin Yun was doing in the room.

Qin Yun went into his bedroom and double-checked that the door was locked. Jiang Fengyue couldn't come in. He put on his slippers and went to bed, sat cross-legged on the bed, put his notebook on his lap and started live broadcasting and writing articles.

Today, because of Jiang Fengyue's presence, Qin Yun was delayed for a while. It was five minutes past eight when she opened the live broadcast room. She had just opened the live broadcast room on her front foot, and before the music could play, Xin Yue Junxi also entered the room on her back foot. .

After Xinyue Junxi disappeared without warning last time, Qin Yun became more careful and wary of what Jiang Fengyue said about the true and false relationships on the Internet. Time to get too close.She didn't open the mic to say hello to Xinyue Junxi, she minimized the live broadcast window and started writing.

Jiang Fengyue, who was in the living room across the door from Qin Yun, waited for a long time for the interface of a certain live broadcast room on the computer, but never waited for the greeting from the little anchor, until she saw the word window on the computer interface of the little anchor, Jiang Fengyue knew The little anchor probably won't say hello to himself again tonight.

Jiang Fengyue was a little bit regretful. The little anchor's voice was very nice, crisp and ethereal, flowing softly through her heart like a brook. If one day she figured it out and stopped writing, she would just talk live. It would probably be better than now much more viewers.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Fengyue realized that Qin Yun's voice was actually quite pleasant.Facing her code interface, she placed her ten fingers on the keyboard in a standard posture, but her eyes wandered to the closed bedroom door.

The voices of Qin Yun and the little anchorman are a bit similar, they are both of the type with crisp and soft tones, with a gentle and shy tone when speaking, which reminds Jiang Fengyue of a certain person every time, probably because of this person, She always unconsciously wanted to get close to Qin Yun.

Jiang Fengyue realized that she had lost her mind, she looked away calmly, shook her head to shake off the messy thoughts in her head, thought for a while, and tapped the keyboard with ten fingers rapidly, the keyboard crackled rhythmically, carefully Sounds like some kind of percussion instrument.If Qin Yun saw Jiang Fengyue's nimbly flying fingers on the keyboard, he would definitely be envious.

Qin Yun's writing speed is very slow, he has to think about every sentence for several minutes, he has thoroughly figured out the order of the subject-verb-object-definite complement in his mind, and all kinds of pronouns, verbs, and adjectives have been properly thought out, and then he is serious and solemn. She typed a sentence on the keyboard, her typing speed was not slow, but due to such a long time of pondering, the entire writing speed was dragged down several times.

Qin Yun started coding at 08:30, and didn't finish coding the 11-word chapter until 30:[-], and Jiang Feng Yuhuo's regular posting time was twelve o'clock, so Qin Yun finished writing his updated chapter, clicked upload and uploaded Not in a hurry to get out of the bedroom, she recalled her live streaming software. She glanced at the lower right corner and found that Xinyue Junxi's account hadn't left the room yet.

[Why don't you talk today? ] Jiang Feng Yuhuo sent such a barrage, which was the barrage Qin Yun received during the more than three hours of live broadcast.

Qin Yun watched the line of words floating from right to left alone on the top of the screen, thought for a while, and replied to her with a bullet screen: [The voice is broken. ]

After typing this sentence, her face felt a little hot. If there was a mirror in front of her at this time, she would definitely find a thin layer of red on her face.But fortunately, it's not a face-to-face communication. With just a few cold words, who can judge whether it's true or not?What Jiang Fengyue said was right, no one could tell the truth about what happened on the Internet.

Xinyue Junxi's barrage appeared on the screen again: [Take a good rest. ]

It was said a day ago that Qin Yun would be so excited that he and Xinyue Junxi could really become friends who did not know each other, but after Xinyue Junxi missed an appointment, Qin Yun finally saw clearly Some of the so-called "essence" of the Internet.She sent out the word "thank you", sincerely thanking, but this sincerely refers to the etiquette of caring for strangers.

Seeing that twelve o'clock was approaching, Qin Yun closed the live broadcast room, opened Jiang Feng Yuhuo's new article and squatted on time, the time on the computer changed from 23:59 to 00:00, Qin Yun quickly pressed F5, and the page was displayed Quickly click into the latest chapter at that second——

[sofa! ]Sure!

The skilled movements were completed in one go, and the webpage was completely white. When it was reloaded, Qin Yun couldn't wait to pull it down to the comment area, and then his eyebrows collapsed in disappointment.

Not only did she not grab the sofa, she didn't even grab the first ten floors. Jiang Feng Yuhuo's comment area was flooded with comments about looting buildings. Qin Yun struggled to find her own comment. When she finally found it, she felt that she almost I can't recognize the word "sofa".

More and more people are grabbing sofas, which means that Jiang University's popularity is getting higher and higher. Qin Yun is happy for Jiang Feng Yuhuo, but at the same time feels that the treasure he has treasured for many years has finally been peeped by the world. Small resistance.

The little emotions in her heart were boiling when Jiang Fengyue knocked on the door outside.

"Ayun, are you finished?" Jiang Fengyue shouted while knocking on the door.

Qin Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he finally remembered that there were guests at home, so he hurriedly closed his laptop, climbed off the bed, "Here we come—"

When Qin Yun opened the door, the first thing he saw was Jiang Fengyue's upright chest.

Jiang Fengyue seemed to have just taken a shower, with water vapor and the fragrance of shower gel on her body. She was wearing a low-cut silk nightgown. The soft and silky fabric didn't even have a button except for a belt. It was tied loosely, and a clear gully was exposed at the wide open neckline. The skin was as thick as fat, and it could even reflect the dazzling light from the ceiling, almost blinding Qin Yun's eyes.

This woman really exudes her own charm all the time.

"You...have you taken a bath?" Qin Yun guiltily shifted his gaze away, and thought while quietly digging his palm with his fingers. I really don't know what Jiang Fengyue took a fancy to in him, so that he became friends with him.

"Yeah." Jiang Fengyue closed her collar with a smile, "You don't mind using your bathroom without your permission, do you?"

"How could it be?" Qin Yun shook his head, "Just treat this place as your own home, you're welcome." He also dug out his pajamas from his closet and prepared to take a bath.

"By the way, you stayed in the bedroom all night, what are you doing?" Jiang Fengyue leaned against the door of Qin Yun's room and asked casually.

Qin Yun paused while searching for clothes, and then returned to normal. She took out her pajamas and folded them on the bed with her back facing Jiang Fengyue, "I just checked the news online, nothing, nothing."

Qin Yun arched his back towards Jiang Fengyue, but Jiang Fengyue still saw her blushing ears, and didn't reveal it, and chuckled lightly, all his attention was on Qin Yun's legs.

Qin Yun's lower body was still wearing formal attire for work, and the well-cut black cropped trousers perfectly wrapped her body curve below the waist. Her legs were straight and slender, and her buttocks, which were raised due to bending over, were perfectly round to Jiang Fengyue's. Orientation, looks and feels good in the hand.

"Is the injury on your butt better?" Jiang Fengyue asked in a strange manner, her voice was a bit suppressed and hoarse.

She stepped forward to touch the part that seemed to be tempting her, raised her hand, and thought that such a frivolous and rude movement would be nothing less than obscene to Qin Yun, so she paused in the air for a moment, then quickly retracted. Come back and put the ring on his chest, pretending that nothing happened, the movements are so fast that the eyes can't see clearly.

"Huh?" Qin Yun just folded his pajamas, turned around in his arms, and smiled indifferently: "It's much better, but it still hurts when I pinch it hard." She tilted her head in doubt, "Ah Yue, didn't you ask me this morning?"

"I'm worried, let's confirm it again." Jiang Fengyue touched his nose, coughed a few times and turned his face away, thankful that his mind was still clear, "Go take a bath quickly, it's late at night."

"Okay." Qin Yun went into the bathroom with his pajamas in his arms, poked his head out and said: "By the way, you will be wronged in my room tonight, and tomorrow I will clean up the other room. That room will not be occupied for a long time. There was a bit of dust, but the bed and furniture were clean."

Jiang Fengyue smiled slightly, "Okay, thank you, Ayun."

Qin Yun blushed when she laughed, and followed suit with a silly smile, retreating into the bathroom to take a bath.

Qin Yun was taking a bath, and Jiang Fengyue was lying on the bed scrolling through her review section and Weibo. kind of long review.After so many years, Jiang Fengyue had already cultivated the ability to remain unmoved by the review section, picked out a few long reviews that suited her taste, added refinement, and opened Weibo again.

The Weibo reminder is 999+. Jiang Fengyue looked at the incomprehensible Weibo she posted yesterday, as well as the various consolations in the comments that made her teeth ache. She felt hypocritical and wanted to delete it. He stopped at the last second and changed it to "only visible to me".Although these comforts are disgusting, it is a pity to delete them.

"Hey, Ah Yue, you also play Weibo?" After taking a shower, Qin Yun came out wearing her pure cotton T-shirt and pajamas with big pants. It can be broken with a slight bend.She was already small, but she looked even smaller in this dress, fresh and delicious like a flower bud blooming against the morning sun and morning dew.

Jiang Fengyue swallowed dryly, pressed the lock screen button calmly and put it aside, "When you're bored, you scroll for fun, so you also play Weibo?"

"Me?" Qin Yun smiled shyly, "I don't play, but other colleagues in the office are playing, so just ask." Those red ears, no matter how you look at it, there is no credibility.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Fengyue didn't expose her, and patted the bed with a smile, "I have to go to work tomorrow."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

Jiang Fengyue's sleep was very shallow. In the middle of the night, Qin Yun rolled on the bed a few times and muttered a few words in sleep. Jiang Fengyue opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

"Jiang Da, I'm sad with you..."

"Sofa... um... I didn't get it again..."

Qin Yun smacked his lips a few times, turned over and rolled into Jiang Fengyue's arms, grabbed the strap of her nightgown, and could tear it apart with a little force.

Jiang Fengyue hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to encircle Qin Yun's whole body. Qin Yun's body was as soft as her character, holding her in her arms was like hugging a fluffy pillow, it felt great.Jiang Fengyue pressed her chin against Qin Yun's hair and closed her eyes again.

"Jiang Da...sofa..."

What is so good about Jiang Feng Yuhuo made Qin Yun never forget it in his dreams.Jiang Fengyue thought to herself, completely unaware that she was jealous of herself.