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After fighting with Shen Manyu, Zhao Yimian felt much better.

Just after exiting the chat interface between the two, Shen Mingchu's news popped up.

"doing what?"

"It's coding!"

Zhao Yimian looked left and right, but didn't find the surveillance camera installed in the study, and quickly opened the coding software, pretending to be very diligent.

She claimed the credit: "I washed all the bowls, aren't you very good?!"

"Well, good."

The corners of Zhao Yimian's mouth curled up.

Shen Mingchu on the other side also had a smile on his face, even through the screen, she could still imagine someone's triumphant look.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm preparing to record a show, Mianmian, do you want to watch it?"

"is it okay?"

"of course can."

To say that Zhao Yimian is not curious about Shen Mingchu's life is definitely a lie.

That's a big star!Who doesn't want to know what she usually does? !

Moreover, Shen Mingchu knew Zhao Yimian like the back of his hand, but she didn't know anything about her life and personal experience. Zhao Yimian always had a subtle sense of injustice in her heart, so she would never miss any opportunity to understand Shen Mingchu.

As soon as she sent the message, a request for a video call came from the other end. Zhao Yimian clicked on it full of expectations, and saw Shen Mingchu's face. She was sitting in a dimly lit place, which should be in the corner of a studio. Looking through the camera, she could only vaguely see her outline, but Zhao Yimian's line of sight was still unavoidably firmly grasped by this face.

The person in the camera softly called her name, "Mianmian."

Zhao Yimian felt a little hot on her face, as if Shen Mingchu who was speaking was pressed against her ear, and she could still feel the warm breath gushing out from her neck when she spoke.

Zhao Yimian, who always likes to look at herself in front of the mirror when opening videos, is the first time to look at the other person in the video seriously, without blinking her eyes. She finds that Shen Mingchu is really good-looking no matter how he looks. Views are different.

Even with such a rubbish light and such a rubbish camera, she can see a different kind of beauty.

"Mianmian, I adjusted the camera, this is the studio where the show was recorded."

As Shen Mingchu said, he switched the direction of the camera, and the person in the camera disappeared, and Zhao Yimian woke up when he was distracted.

On the phone, there is the scene of Zhao Yimian's most curious recording program, but inexplicably, what he was very interested in suddenly became boring. Compared with the picture of a group of people busy wandering around a stage, Zhao Yimian She felt that she was more willing to stare blankly at Shen Mingchu's good-looking face.

"Mianmian, you can ask me anything you want to ask." Shen Mingchu said caringly.

She thought that curious children would have a lot of questions, but unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, Zhao Yimian's leisurely voice came, "Honey, can you turn the camera over, I don't think they look as good as you. "

……

The video of Zhao Yimian and Shen Mingchu was not long.

After a while, Shen Mingchu was called by his name and was about to start working.

Zhao Yimian had no choice but to hang up the phone with her reluctantly.

In the past, when a friend sent a message to Zhao Yimian, saying that she really missed a boyfriend or a girlfriend, she always didn't take it seriously, thinking that there was something to think about, and it wasn't that she would never meet again after a few hours. People, there is no need to be so sticky, but now it seems that the former self really does not hurt when standing and talking.

Zhao Yimian has never felt that time alone is so difficult.

Obviously, the previous day passed quickly.

Often before she has had time to read a few novels, and before she has had time to chat with her online friends, it is seven or eight o'clock in the evening in the blink of an eye, and she can only open the document in a hurry after making a spelling appointment with her hands. Codeword……

Day after day, she didn't know how her life was going, until she was 25 years old.

It was only yesterday that she graduated from university, and her classmates seemed to have just walked out of the campus, and she had already become the old girl that Ms. Song would dry up if she didn't talk about love and nourish her.

She sat in the place where Shen Mingchu was reading in the morning for a long time, and after a long time of being in a daze, she felt that she seemed a little silly.

Even her roommate sent a message, asking her how to get to the class reunion venue, and whether a few roommates should meet in advance, and she responded vaguely about the past together, not paying attention to it at all...

"Ah, I'm really obsessed! Zhao Yimian, wake up! You still have [-] words to write today!"

Hitting his head hard, Zhao Yimian forced himself out of the nympho state.

Open the codeword interface, and lock [-] words without saying a word, and she won't be able to unlock the computer today until she finishes writing.

However, within five minutes of putting her hand on the keyboard, she couldn't help but took out her phone and entered the three words Shen Mingchu in the search bar.

"My wife is so pretty..."

She slumped on the chair, tears streaming from the corners of her mouth.

Why hadn't she discovered Shen Mingchu, a treasured woman before?

Can be attacked or accepted, can be salty or sweet, the photo in a suit is handsome, and the photo in a dress is beautiful.

No matter how you look at it, it looks good, there is no dead angle in 360 degrees, every angle is on Zhao Yimian's heart.

She hugged the phone, pouted and kissed it, "Wife!"

Facing the real person, she blushed, but facing the photo, she was frank and frank.

……

In addition to the talk show, there will be a photo announcement in the afternoon.

Although I have agreed with my agent to reduce my domestic work during this period, I still have to attend some activities and announcements that have been arranged in advance. First, the contract has already made regulations, and second, even Shen Mingchu , must also maintain a certain degree of enthusiasm, so as not to let oneself be completely forgotten by the market.

And she still has to support her family, so what if she doesn't take her work seriously?

He was busy all the time, and Shen Mingchu didn't get on the return bus until twelve o'clock in the evening.

Ji Yanhong ran with her for a day, and she was exhausted. The two of them sat on the chairs and closed their eyes to rest. The assistant even dozed off with a pillow in her arms. Another street.

"You move very fast."

Shen Mingchu replied without raising his eyes, "I dare not be slow."

Ji Yanhong laughed teasingly, "You also have times to be afraid."

"I've always been timid." Shen Mingchu said, "Especially when it comes to her."

Thinking about the matter of the two of them, Ji Yanhong sighed, and said: "If you find her back, treat her well, don't let her down, it's not easy for a little girl."

Shen Mingchu said: "I know."

When the car arrived at the gate of the community, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Even the bustling Donghai City became quiet at this time. Under the night, Shen Mingchu walked into the building alone, and the person in charge of the apartment on duty greeted her, "Hi, sister Mingchu."

Shen Mingchu nodded to them, "Thanks for your hard work."

She swiped her card, took the elevator, and went all the way to the eighth floor.

I don't know if Mianmian slept or not... I should sleep now, don't I have to attend the class reunion tomorrow?

As Shen Mingchu thought about it, his fingerprint unlocked with a tick, and opened the door.

The sensor light in the entrance automatically turned on, the living room was dark, and the room was quiet. Shen Mingchu put the bag in his hand on the cabinet, changed his shoes, and then walked into the room with the bag. He just opened the corridor When she turned on the light in the living room, she felt that something seemed to move in the living room.

Shen Mingchu carried the bag, walked towards the living room, walked around the sofa, her vigilance eased, a smile appeared on her face, she put the bag on the tea table, she walked to the sofa, knelt down, stretched out her hands Caught the nose of someone who was soundly asleep.

"what……"

Zhao Yimian opened his mouth to breathe.

Shen Mingchu lowered his hand again and covered her mouth.

Zhao Yimian, who was hypoxic, slapped randomly, Shen Mingchu let go of his hand, and saw the little girl opened a pair of blank eyes, and the out-of-focus vision focused on her after a while.

The brain signals of Zhao Yimian, who just woke up, obviously haven't been fully connected, and he seems a little slow, "Are you back?"

"Well, I'm back, why don't you go to the bedroom to sleep?"

Zhao Yimian blinked, with a puzzled expression, "Didn't you ask me to wait for you?"

Only then did Shen Mingchu remember the words he said casually before leaving.

She felt warm in her heart, pressed her forehead against Zhao Yimian's, and said softly: "Silly girl."

Is that how you can be so attractive?

"Still sleepy?" she asked.

Zhao Yimian nodded honestly.

She performed exceptionally this afternoon, and wrote a lot of manuscripts, a total of [-], which was a crushing situation.

The people in the group were shocked and asked her if she took any illegal drugs today?Otherwise, how could a pigeon spirit be as fierce as a chicken blooded.

Zhao Yimian would not tell them that he is now a person who has to work hard to support his family.

Although the soft rice is delicious, the wife still has to raise it by herself.

Seeing so many people on the Internet saying that they want to compete with her for a wife, she is under a lot of pressure to compete!

The consequence of using the brain too much is that before twelve o'clock, Zhao Yimian is extremely sleepy.

She usually stayed up until two or three o'clock in the morning and was full of energy. Today, she was sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone. She was as sleepy as a dog before twelve o'clock. She originally planned to sleep together when Shen Mingchu came back. They all sent her a message saying that they were on the way, but she still couldn't hold on, and her eyelids drooped as she read the novel.

"Shall we go to the bedroom to sleep?" Shen Mingchu coaxed her like a child.

Zhao Yimian nodded obediently, let Shen Mingchu play with her like a doll, put on her slippers, and followed her back to the bedroom.

After covering her with the quilt, watching her close her eyes and her breathing gradually calm down, Shen Mingchu stood up and was about to wash up.

As soon as she turned around, she heard a faint whisper.

"Ah Chu, I love you."

Shen Mingchu had a sore nose, tears almost fell down.

She really wanted to turn around and confirm this sentence like Zhao Yimian, but she quickened her pace and walked out of the room in a few steps.

Splash - cold water splashed on his face, Shen Mingchu raised his head and looked at the woman in the mirror whose hair was somewhat wet.

She said to herself: "Shen Mingchu, this time, protect her well."

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The author has something to say:

What is going on every day, one or two are talking about tigers and wolves...

However, I have quite a lot of manuscripts saved, and I have saved up to chapter [-]. I will strive for double updates every day after joining v. Please support me a lot, let's rush together~