I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

After a while, Yan Xiaoman spoke slowly, looked at Lin Xian with a complicated expression, and said softly, "Bastard!"

At first, when she was with Lin Xian, her cousin told her that the better a man is, the easier it is to attract women.

Now it seems that it is so.

"Are you very proud now?" Yan Xiaoman pouted and asked angrily.

"No!"

Lin Xian said seriously.

To be reasonable, he is indeed very proud now, but at this time, he can't tell the truth even if he is killed.

Yan Xiaoman snorted, apparently not believing it.

After a while, she couldn't help but said, "How did you and Zhang Mengyao hook up?"

Lin Xian played with her hair, organized his words, and said slowly, "It all started when you asked Zhang Mengyao to come to me as a spy.

Next, Lin Xian finished the book by telling him and Zhang Mengyao from meeting on the high-speed rail to the present.

Originally, Yan Xiaoman was still quietly nestling in his arms, but after listening to it, she couldn't help it, the more she listened, the angrier she became!

"What!"

Yan Xiaoman sat up and said angrily: "During the 11th National Day, you went to Yasan to play together? Did you go to her house to meet her parents? On her birthday, you even drew a special picture for her. A painting? And a song dedicated to her?"

Hi, so angry!

"Honey, don't pay attention to these details!"

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows, quickly hugged her in his arms again, and comforted her.

Yan Xiaoman took a deep breath.

OK, don't get excited.

Don't pay attention to these details... ass!

Now her mentality is completely cracked. Originally, she thought that Zhang Mengyao had become a mistress, so she could bully her and bully her at will.

In the end, a mistress was happier than her.

Who the hell is the mistress?

What is tolerating the calm for a while, what is to take a step back to broaden the sea and the sky.

At this moment, she just felt that the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and the more she took a step back, the more she thought about it, the more she suffered.

Huddled in Lin Xian's arms, Yan Xiaoman said coquettishly: "I don't care, on my birthday, you also have to write a song and draw a picture for me, and it's better than Zhang Mengyao's!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Xian agreed decisively.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid it would be a headache.

But for Lin Xian, these requirements should not be too simple.

There are still more than two months before Yan Xiaoman's birthday. During this time, the system mall will always refresh with the item of mysterious tape.

As for drawing...

To be honest, the painting for Zhang Mengyao is probably his pinnacle work.

If you want to surpass it, it is very difficult.

But it is not necessarily necessary to go beyond, because art itself has subjective elements.

As long as the quality of two paintings is similar, it is difficult to tell the difference.

Just like Zhang Mengyao, the girl in that painting is herself, and the painting was drawn for her by Lin Xian, so in her subjective factors, she thinks that painting is better than "Mona Lisa's Smile" .

When the time comes, Yan Xiao will have subjective factors, so she will naturally feel that her painting is better than Zhang Mengyao's.

"real?"

Yan Xiaoman is skeptical.

"real!"

Lin Xian nodded with a sincere expression.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaoman smiled and said arrogantly: "Okay, then I will trust you again!"

Leaning in his arms again, Yan Xiaoman thought in her heart, on her birthday, call Zhang Mengyao and make her mad.

Thinking of this, she felt much more comfortable in her heart, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, evoking a sly smile.

...

the next day.

When Lin Xian came back from morning exercise in the gym, he found that Yan Xiaoman had finished washing and changing clothes.

Seeing this, he couldn't help wondering: "Why don't you sleep a little longer, it's still early!"

Last night, the two chatted until one o'clock in the morning before falling asleep, and it is not yet eight o'clock.

"It's getting late, we'll be late if we play again!" Yan Xiaoman explained that he was late

Lin Xian was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you agree yesterday to take a day off today?"

Yan Xiaoman said arrogantly: "I've changed my mind, I want you to accompany me to class!"

The original plan yesterday was that Yan Xiaoman would take a day off, and then the two of them would have a good day of fun.

However, after hearing him say that he would go to class with Zhang Mengyao last night, Yan Xiaoliang changed his mind.

"Okay, then I'll take a shower and let's go!"

Lin Xian didn't have any objections, because there really wasn't much to do in Shanghai, so it would be more interesting to go to class with his girlfriend.

After simply taking a hot shower, the two came to the cafeteria and had breakfast, then drove to FD University.

Walking on campus, Lin Xian asked, "What classes do you have today?"

"Advanced mathematics in the morning and ancient literature in the afternoon."

Lin Xian asked suspiciously, "Does your Department of Language and Literature also need to learn advanced mathematics?"