Dressed as a stand-in for the female protagonist

?? Zhou house.

??The night was very dark, but the lights in Zhou Yunmeng's room were still on.She leaned against the head of the bed, her soft hair hanging down like a waterfall, covering half of her gloomy and deep face.The light shone obliquely, and the shadow fell on the snow-white neck, adding a bit of darkness.

??She blinked her eyes, moved her bent fingers, dialed away He Yanjin's chat box, and finally landed on a person whom she pinned to the top but did not have any conversations with.

?? She remembered something from the past.

?? Qi Yu's pure and innocent smile after breaking his bones, the long and lonely coffee shop night and the seemingly endless rain.

??The person she was waiting for never came, did she disdain to reply, or did she not receive any news?Zhou Yunmeng's brows frown, and the old things are like jackdaws gathering on a winter night, clamoring non-stop in his mind.She raised her head and tried to elicit a light smile, but what was reflected in the mirror was uglier than "crying".

??The message notification sound is like the muffled sound of a stone thrown into the water.

??Zhou Yunmeng lowered her eyes casually, thinking it was another message from He Yanjin who had been waiting impatiently—but when she saw the source clearly, her heart shrank suddenly, as if being tightly grasped by a hand , her breathing slowed down.

??——Then I will ask myself.

?? Qi Yu doesn't know what reserve is, and has always been straightforward.After Chang Yishao said "nothing", she decisively sent out a message, and then withdrew her eyes from the group named "Tai Chi".She found Zhou Yunmeng from the mess of contacts, and said directly: "Have you ever sent me anything before?"

?? Zhou Yunmeng's confusion was answered by Qi Yu at this moment.

??She never received it... so what?Zhou Yun dreamed of crying and wanted to laugh, she read these few lines from Qi Yu like a madman, and after a long time, she replied with a dull face: "No."

?? Qi Yu: "Oh."

?? On this night, there was only such a conversation between them.

??Zhou Yunmeng stared at the dialog box with nostalgia. In the past few years, nightmares have come to her countless times, but at the end, there is always a clean and white hand pulling her out of the dream, with a bright smile Like the sun breaking through the heavy shadows.The number of times she met Qi Yu was not too many. She stared at Qi Yu countless times, but seldom waited until she looked back and smiled.

??She couldn't tell the difference between the person in the dream and the person in reality. The seeds broke through the ground and formed black vines that trapped her heart and made her go crazy in the dead alone.

?? She is a coward, the only brave has died in that stormy night.

??The sudden ringing of the bell broke the silence in the room.

??Zhou Yunmeng looked at the familiar number, a touch of emotion quickly flashed in his eyes, and then a gentle smile burst out.

?? "Hey, Yanjin, what's the matter?" Her tone was kind and soft, but there was no expression on the face reflected in the mirror.Her cover and disguise were torn apart at this moment.

?? "Is there a way to deal with Liu Wuxian?" He Yanjin's tone was a bit aggressive, and her appeal was very clear.

"What's the matter with her?" Zhou Yunmeng's tone was still soft, with a hint of sweetness, like honey.

?? "I don't like her." He Yanjin sneered, followed by vicious curses and insults. "How could she suddenly become popular when she was unknown? There must be a benefactor supporting her behind her back? Judging by her demonic appearance, she is not a—"

?? "Don't you know? She is Chang Qing's fiancée." Zhou Yunmeng gently cut off He Yanjin's words.Of course she knew Liu Wuxian's origin, she knew it the moment He Yanjin met Liu Wuxian for the first time.The news that had been suppressed by her was re-spoken from her mouth at this moment.Sure enough, He Yanjin's words stopped abruptly.

?? "Sorry, I shouldn't have made things difficult for you." He Yanjin's words of apology were extremely blunt.After hearing the word "Changjia", she seemed to be a different person.Her complexion was still as gloomy as water, but she took back all the curse words.Jealousy was like dense thorns, but at this moment she forcefully withdrew that emotion.

?? The person on the opposite side hung up the phone.

?? The corners of Zhou Yunmeng's lips rose slightly.

?? Her hatred is really unreasonable.

?? "Those people are still unreasonable!"

??After the live broadcast, Xie Qingtang was only momentarily fascinated by the money in the account, and the next moment he expressed his speechlessness to the "black fans" group.Taking the gift thrown by the person suspected of being Chang Yishao as the dividing point—the subsequent live broadcast was extremely harmonious.But even so, she still took the time to download it, regardless of the "Ace Pigeon" attribute she might have, and made a promise-the next time she will definitely bring a complete "Tianmu".

??Xie Qingtang returned to the room after taking a shower.

??Chang Yishao's eyes didn't seem to move away from the book. She dared to bet that even if a thief came in, this guy might not notice.

??At the moment when he looked at Chang Yishao, his footsteps had already stopped unknowingly, and only the brain full of storms was still running.Is that fan who spends a lot of money Chang Yishao?She doesn't look like the type to throw presents, and that's just what she looks like.

"Why are you standing still?" Chang Yishao had already noticed Xie Qingtang's presence when she entered the door. She waited for Xie Qingtang to come, but she didn't expect that she would stop suddenly.Her eyes fell on the book, but uncharacteristically, she couldn't read a single word.After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but speak first.

??There seems to be a battlefield where no gunpowder can be seen between them, and on this battlefield, whoever speaks first is the loser.

?? Xie Qingtang said slowly, when she lifted the quilt too much, the raised quilt brought up a small corner of the skirt, and then exposed the snow-white legs, like the best suet Jade.Her heart seemed to miss a beat, Xie Qingtang took a hasty glance and then retracted her gaze. After saying "Sorry", she sat in the half of the vacancy, tucked in the quilt, and completely covered the possible amorous feelings .

??Chang Yishao hummed lightly, as if she didn't care about this episode.

?? "Sleep?" For Xie Qingtang, who is in retirement, 10:30 is not too early.

?? Another "um", but Chang Yishao clearly showed no signs of closing the book as she sat.Xie Qingtang stared at her for a while, then reached out and turned off the light in the room.Even so, there was still a small dim light illuminating the head of the bed.After the room suddenly darkened, Chang Yishao slowly closed the book and put it aside.The switch of the bedside table lamp was within reach, but she accidentally brushed against it, and did not plunge the room into complete darkness.

?? She did it on purpose.

?? Xie Qingtang had a judgment in her heart. She squinted her eyes to look at Chang Yishao's lack of emotion, and thought of a possibility.The effective time of the contract between her and Chang Yishao is actually the rest day and evening rest time. Could she be thinking——no way!But it's okay if it's just a prelude.Various approaches appeared in Xie Qingtang's mind. Before Chang Yishao spoke, she didn't know what Chang Yishao was planning.

"Do you want to sleep?" Xie Qingtang asked again, her brows furrowed slightly.If it weren't for the generous treatment, she would really be reluctant to repeat boring nonsense.

?? Still a "huh".Apart from this word, can't this guy say anything else?Xie Qingtang frowned even tighter.There is Chang Yishao between her and the lamp switch, get out of bed and go around?Or go over?Xie Qingtang chose the latter without hesitation.The night was dark and sticky, Xie Qingtang heard Chang Yishao's light and continuous breathing, the familiar light fragrance lingered in her nose, shaking people's minds, she was hanging above Chang Yishao, just barely reaching the desk lamp switch.

??The skin under the quilt is close to each other, and the touch can be felt through the nightdress.Time and senses were constantly stretched, Xie Qingtang only had that damned desk lamp in his eyes.

?? But at this moment, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Chang Yishao.The momentum dropped instantly, and the distance between her and the switch became longer again.

??Chang Yishao's hand was firm and strong, but faintly hot.

?? Xie Qingtang raised her eyebrows, already extremely impatient.She was looking into Chang Yishao's deep eyes, and said very unhappy: "Mr. Chang, what are you crazy about?" She withdrew her wrist from Chang Yishao's hand, rubbed her slightly reddened Skin, and frowned again, "Are you sleeping or not?!" Can't complain, people say that they are the most difficult kind of people to serve, they have a common name - the boss.If it weren't for a society ruled by law, she would have punched her.

??Chang Yishao chuckled and said, "Good night."

?? Xie Qingtang gasped, she gave Chang Yishao a gouged look, and asked, "You're all bored." Good night, she even sings a lullaby!

??Chang Yishao nodded when she heard the words, and said slowly: "Didn't you say that I am a boring person?"

??Xie Qingtang's temper was provoked by Chang Yishao. She looked at Chang Yishao with unkind eyes. It's okay to find trouble, but no one can expect to be happy.She can now be sure of the identity of "Xiao Jiuzheng" in the live broadcast room, it must be Chang Yishao himself - this is a prepayment for the night's trouble.

?? I don't know what stimulated her.

"What's the origin of your name?" Xie Qingtang's topic jumped up, she stared at Chang Yishao, paying attention to the changes in her expression.During the stalemate, the time seemed to be extremely long, as long as the sky and the sky.In the end, Xie Qingtang sneered and said, "Xiao Shao is ninety percent, Phoenix is ​​here, right?"

??Chang Yishao raised her eyebrows and took off her gentle face, as if blending into this dark night.She said: "Yes." Her tone seemed provocative.Immediately afterwards, she asked again, "Does this have anything to do with the good night song?"

?? This time do not pretend to be dumb.Xie Qingtang sneered, she restrained the coldness between her brows and eyes, tilted her head and blinked, and said deliberately: "Your ex-girlfriend gave you the habit of listening to good night songs? Do you miss her? Want to call her?"

??Chang Yishao's nerves were not aroused by the word "He Yanjin". She looked at Xie Qingtang, smiled and said, "Don't I have a ready-made girlfriend?"

??Contract girlfriend, fake, even more fake than the goods delivered by an e-commerce company.

?? Xie Qingtang complained, she didn't know which play Chang Yishao was going to sing.She took a deep breath and smiled sweetly.She leaned over to get closer to Chang Yishao, as if she wanted to kiss her earlobe—but she stopped suddenly when she was an inch away.She said: "Mr. Chang, your current girlfriend is angry and doesn't want to be like your ex-girlfriend. What should I do? 'Xiao Gui Cao Sui' is probably not applicable emotionally, right?"

??Chang Yishao tilted her head, her cheek brushed against Xie Qingtang's red lips.Without realizing it, she reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.She said softly: "I'm not like anyone else, my ex-girlfriend never sings good night." Even "good night" is getting less and less.

?? Xie Qingtang's smile gradually disappeared, and Chang Yishao just wanted to trick her into singing.

?? She lowered her eyes, and after a while, her fingertips landed on Chang Yishao's hand resting on top of the quilt.

?? Xie Qingtang's fingertips lightly and then heavily on her wrists and palms, beating the beat.

?? "If someone likes the mountain, and is brought by Xue Lixi..." [1]

??Xie Qingtang's voice was very clear, like a clear spring.It is more intuitive and real than what is heard in the live broadcast room.Chang Yishao endured the itch from her arm and stared at Xie Qingtang until the singing stopped suddenly.

?? "Can I sleep? Teacher Chang?" Xie Qingtang asked with a smile.

??Chang Yishao was silent for a moment, and said calmly, "Is this the style you're talking about?"

??Xie Qingtang: "..." Is Chang Yishao the No. [-] Enemy in Tianzi?

?? The author has something to say: [1] From "Mountain Ghost".