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Chapter 140 Have you heard of Arad Continent?(1/2)

One played the trick of getting, the other wanted to greet but refused. It was the first night of living together that there was no fire. There was something indescribable that happened, and everything seemed so plain.

When the warm sun in winter had not yet gotten up, Han Yumian took off the curly hair artifact. The long flax-colored hair wrapped around her shoulders like a waterfall that broke through the dam, she was draped over her shoulders with a hint of arousing aura, looking at the quilt on her waist, and she felt very urged to pull it to her neck to continue sleeping.

What woke her up today was not Xu Yan or the alarm clock, but nature.

I looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock. There was class after ten o'clock this morning. Now I get up, it's just right.

Guagua was lying lazily in the quilt next to her. It was used to sleeping in her mother's bed and didn't want to go to her cat villa at all.

Getting up early is a torture, but if you are facing textbooks after getting up, then getting up early is also a kind of happiness.

Therefore, Han Yumian felt that she was very happy now because she was facing her former dream.

Of course, there is also the boy who often appears in his dreams.

Because there is heating at home, Han Yumian did not wear a coat, but only wore a milky white turtleneck sweater.

The light color is more gentle, and she also likes this color very much. She bought three sets of white, which are exactly the same, basically this style is the same in winter.

When I opened the door, I found that there was movement in the kitchen, but I was not panicked at all. There should be a busy figure of a boy. He was making breakfast for his beloved girl!

"Good morning." Han Yumian said as she smelled the fragrance of porridge and yawned.

"Good morning!"

Xu Yan looked back and saw that the blue tight jeans paired with a pure white turtleneck shirt, Han Yumian was very pure, and he looked like a bird dependent on others.

She has a good figure, the height of the model of 170 and legs, and her waist and hip ratio is very perfect, and the tight sweater also sets off the bust. From top to bottom, it looks like it was walking out of an anime.

With this scenery, Xu Yan just took a look and quickly turned his head, otherwise he would be embarrassed if he couldn't hold back the gun.

Moreover, the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to sleep on a lonely and cold night, holding his proud figure.

But I can only think about this kind of thought, so I didn’t dare to look at it, and I felt itchy when I saw it.

Han Yumian looked at the porridge being cooked and the rice cakes steamed in the pot. In addition to the soft and glutinous fragrance, the tip of his nose also had a sweet taste of emotion and happiness.

She knew that Xu Yan liked to stay in bed very much, especially in this cold weather, the seal strength of the quilt was increased by tens of thousands of times.

Even so, he is willing to get up early to make breakfast for himself, and he really loves himself.

"I'll just eat something in the morning. I won't have to make it tomorrow. Buy a toaster!"

She wanted Xu Yan to sleep more in the future.

Xu Yan opened the steamer, looked at the white and fat rice cakes inside, and said quietly:

"Don't be moved. I couldn't sleep this morning, so I thought about doing it. From now on, I will do it when I think about it, and if I can't remember it, I won't do it!"

Han Yumian frowned. It turns out that the self-propelled strategy just now is a joke?

"So, love will disappear, right?"

Xu Yan glanced back and could see clearly in the heat. The girl's face was getting colder and she almost held a knife around her neck.

He said helplessly: "Go and wash quickly, you will be able to eat immediately."

When the fragrant porridge and breakfast were placed on the table, Han Yumian bit off the rice cakes fed by Xu Yan in one bite, thinking that this kind of meal is better, and you will definitely get tired of eating bread all the time.

So he said vaguely: "I'll change it to do it tomorrow morning, and it's all me in the future. How about it?"

If only one party is willing to give in a couple, then this relationship will never end.

This is something that many couples don’t realize, or are aware of, but may not be able to do.

Han Yumian thinks that he can't do much at work. After all, everyone comes to sing, and it may not be himself, so he can only give more in life.

When Xu Yan heard her plan, he couldn't help but tease her: "What? Are you going to get closer to the full-time housewife?"

"No, I still have to make money, make a lot of money!" Han Yumian corrected with a smile.

Xu Yan picked up another piece of rice cake with redness and fed it to her, and said pamperedly: "Mainland!

"But you do have to work. You will have to go to endorsement tomorrow Friday and the Saturday the day after tomorrow. Are you too tired? Otherwise, I told my parents not to go to have a meal."

Han Yumian ate the rice cake and drank some porridge in her mouth. Her little mouth was round and round. She shook her head cutely and nodded, meaning that she couldn't do it, she wanted to go.

"Okay, whatever you want!"

Xu Yan could only follow her wishes, and the two continued to eat breakfast.

But suddenly, the cell phone rang in the bedroom. Xu Yan went in and looked at the person who was calling, and he was not in a hurry to answer.

"Don't you answer?" Han Yumian asked curiously.

Xu Yan didn't say anything, sat back to his seat, then placed his phone on the dining table, answered and turned on the hands-free one.

"Why haven't you picked it up for so long? What have you done?"

The phone was Ying Jiuge's voice. After Han Yumian heard it, he began to think about what to do by calling?

Xu Yan replied: "Anyway, it's right. Tell me, what's the matter with calling?"

There was a dead silence.

There was a little silence on the phone.

Xu Yan and Han Yumian looked at each other, and did not rush to urge them. They waited patiently while drinking porridge.

"Brother-in-law, is my sister next to you?"

Ying Jiuge seemed to be asking in a very careful voice, and her tone was indeed cautious.

When Han Yumian heard the other party call him that, she almost couldn't break the image of the goddess and sprayed out a mouthful of rice porridge. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she wondered if she had heard it awkwardly.

Xu Yan knew that she would have such a reaction, so he asked for her: "Who is your sister?"

"Only your wife Han Yumian, my sister Mimian!"

"Ah? Sister? You're not wrong, are you one year older than us, who should I call my sister?" Xu Yan laughed secretly.

He said on the phone: "Then I'm following Mingyue? Can you stop talking nonsense? Is my sister by my side?"

Xu Yan looked at Han Yumian, and Han Yumian shook his head slightly, signaling him to let the other party lie.

Xu Yan understood and denied it: "If you don't have anything to tell me!"

"Not here..."

Ying Jiuge's voice was mixed with disappointment and little joy. She thought about it now, but she was afraid of talking to Han Yumian.

If it was just to Xu Yan, it would be a little better.

"Actually, I just wanted to ask if my sister forgives Mingyue?"

Xu Yan said: "No, I'll still be cold-eyed."

"Ah~? Why is my sister so cruel? My Mingyue is her only relative!"

"Give me back Mingyue, when did Han Mingyue become yours? It's been several days. Are you still like him?"

"Also? Haha, I met true love this time! I am Mingyue's future wife, and he is my husband!"

"You are not meeting true love, you are sick!"

"That's also the lovesickness that makes me sick!"

"Hohaha, that's what you said! I thought you would be depressed if you were hit by the moon, and at least it would be a period of depression. As a result, you will not be alive now?"

"Am I so unbearable? I found a love master yesterday to get the sutra for a day, and today I will come and practice it quickly!"

"So what are you going to do?"

"Let him have a good impression of me first! I went back and thought about it carefully. I didn't seem to have done anything wrong, but I ended up hating him? Wasn't he scolded by his sister at that time? So the source is that my sister was angry. He couldn't vent it, so he scattered it all on me!"

"So you want Mianmian to forgive him?"

"yes!"

"By the way, do you think you can say a few words in front of Mianmian? You don't remember how you made fun of her before? I remember when we first met, you called her a bad cabbage?"

Xu Yan also became angry while saying that the words "rotten cabbage" should not make people angry.

Ying Jiuge on the other end of the phone heard this and immediately begged humbly: "Please stop talking! Maybe she forgot about this! And I'm calling you to help me plead for mercy! After all, we will be a family in the future!"

"Don't make a relationship! I have no choice but to apologize to Mianmian. As for Han Mingyue, that's your own business!"

After saying that, Xu Yan hung up the phone decisively and looked at Han Yumian, who calmly pulled the paper and wiped his mouth.

Xu Yan felt that she might have to say something, but in fact, she didn't say anything for a long time and kept watching herself having breakfast.

"You're still eating outside at noon, you're quite busy these two days!"

Han Yumian spoke, but it had nothing to do with others, only about Xu Yan and himself.

In fact, this has already shown her position, that is, Ying Jiuge will not take matters to heart. It used to be, but it is still now.

"Okay." Xu Yan responded, and then mentioned something about the name Han Mingyue, "Mianmian, do you think, if Mingyue develops a game that is popular in China and even in the world, would you still think he is not doing his job?"

Han Yumian glanced at him, "Did he tell you that he played games by himself to develop better ones?"

"Well, I told me that I think young people with dreams are still worthy of encouragement!"

"Do you think he has that strength?" Han Yumian sneered, not confident in his younger brother.
To be continued...
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