Hmm~~
Lin had a dream in his later years, an erotic dream.
Someone was touching his body, even licking...
Very comfortable and exciting!
Although he couldn't open his eyes to see the other person clearly, he already had the answer in his heart.
Ringing——
The alarm on my cell phone was ringing.
Lin Wannian stood up and rubbed his swollen and dizzy temples. The bright light from outside the window shone in and dazzled his eyes.
He took a while to calm down before getting out of bed.
When he walked downstairs, he met Sang Qingyan.
"Good morning, Brother Lin." Sang Qingyan had a smile on his face.
Lin Wannian replied: "Good morning."
"Brother Lin, you haven't had breakfast yet, I bought it for you." Sang Qingyan said as he handed him the packaged bean cream bars and two meat buns.
Lin Wannian took it and said, "Well, thank you."
"It's okay. Brother Lin, have a safe trip." Seeing that he had taken it, the smile on Sang Qingyan's lips deepened, and the curve couldn't be suppressed no matter how hard he tried.
Lin Wannian came to the company and walked into his department, where he heard a lively discussion.
"I heard from the editor-in-chief that the first author conference will be held this year."
"Really? This is great! I want to have face-to-face discussions with those authors I've gotten along well with!"
"When will it be held?"
"The planning department has already started preparations, and it is estimated that it will begin in the middle of next month."
"Hongjin has been developing for so long, and finally we can have an event where we can meet in person."
"Hey, you're so excited, do you want to develop a deeper relationship with one of your authors?"
"If he's handsome, I can do it."
"Face dog!"
"It's fine if you have talent, I'm not picky."
“…”
There was an atmosphere of excitement in the office.
Lin Wannian sat down, poked a straw into the seal of the soy milk, sucked it, took a bite of the meat bun, and listened to their conversation.
It was at this authors' conference that Wang Yu established a closer relationship with Su Ling.
They were still discussing it in the morning, and when it was time to get off work in the afternoon, the team leader came to ask them to hold another meeting.
This meeting is the authors' conference.
The general backend has already approved the list of the top 100 authors in terms of total income in recent years. In addition to the system notification through the backend, the editors will also need to be notified.
After the meeting, Lin Wannian opened the document sent by the team leader in the group. There were ten authors in the section with his name. When he looked at Wang Yu's section, there were more than twenty authors.
The original owner and Wang Yu came in at about the same time, but Wang Yu had experience on other platforms before, while the original owner was a novice.
But it's okay.
Lin bid farewell to his colleagues in his later years and headed towards his home.
Mao Liu seemed to like being close to Su Ling. When he saw her after get off work, he found that Mao Liu was already lying on Su Ling's legs, sleeping comfortably with his eyes closed.
Su Ling was gently rubbing the cat. She was still wearing a mask. There were several bags at her feet, with green onions coming out of the bags.
Lin Wannian looked at her with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
There is only one garden in the community here, and this is the only place for taking a walk.
Lin Wannian walked over and sat down next to Su Ling.
The moment he sat down, he felt the tense atmosphere around him again.
Very amazing.
Lin did not ask any questions in his later years, but just sat quietly.
After sitting for a while, Su Ling patted the cat's head and said, "Okay, it's getting late. I have to go back and cook."
Mao Liu jumped off her legs, wagged his tail, and trotted to Lin Wannian's feet.
"Well, do you usually live alone?" Lin Wannian also stood up.
"Yes." Su Ling picked up the bag.
"oh."
"Have you eaten?" Su Ling asked.
"No."
Su Ling said cautiously: "I bought a lot of food today, how about we go to my house tonight?"
"Sure." Lin Wannian agreed readily.
Lin's late voice echoed in the corridor.
The two went up to the third floor.
Lin Wannian saw Sang Qingyan standing at the door of his house. He stared at him for a while, then looked at Su Ling on the other side. Finally, his eyes stopped at Lin Wannian and he called out in a calm tone, "Brother Lin."
This time Su Ling also noticed Sang Qingyan. It seemed that he was the neighbor on the fifth floor last time. She looked at Lin Wannian and said, "You know him, right?"
"Yes."
"How about asking him to eat with us? It will be more lively with more people." Su Ling asked in a negotiating tone.
Lin Wannian looked at Sang Qingyan: "Qingyan, have you eaten?"
"No."
So the two of them went to Su Ling's house.
In his later years, Lin carried rice from his own home. He couldn't just go to someone else's girl's house and eat for free.
Su Ling's home is decorated in a simple and elegant style, without too much decoration. The walls are painted with white putty, as if someone might move out at any time.
The kitchen is fully equipped with utensils, but they are very new and don't look like they are used for cooking often.
Only when she got home did Su Ling take off her mask.
Only then did Lin Wannian see her face clearly. There was a flower-like mark on her right cheek. Apart from the damaged part, she was still quite pretty.
She seemed to care a lot about other people's eyes. When Lin Wannian looked at her, she subconsciously lowered her head and covered the right side of her face with her hand, but quickly raised her head and looked at him with a smile on her face.
Lin had experienced this for so long that he could sense her emotions: that look was not the shyness of admiration, but the timidity of being stared at.
"I'll go wash the rice." Lin Wannian volunteered.
"Let me wash the vegetables." Sang Qingyan also joined in. He felt a little uncomfortable and didn't want to see the two of them standing together. He wanted to ruin this atmosphere.
Su Ling: "Then I'll cut the vegetables."
The kitchen is a bit big and can accommodate four or five people.
Su Ling tied her apron and saw Lin Wannian rubbing rice. She took out a basin from the cupboard, handed it to him and said, "You can use the water from washing rice to water the flowers."
"OK."
Lin rinsed the rice twice and measured the amount of water with his index finger. When it was almost ready, he took the rag hanging on the wall to wipe the edge of the pot, put it in the rice cooker, plugged it in, and pressed the cook button.
I took the rice water to the balcony to water the flowers. In addition to some flowers, there were also seasonings such as peppers, onions, and coriander.
After watering, he washed the meat and vegetables with Sang Qingyan.
Looks like a good atmosphere.
After the meat and vegetables were washed, Lin Wannian and Sang Qingyan had nothing to do in the kitchen, and they sat on the sofa in the living room.
"Ah, there's no Sprite in the refrigerator. Do you want to buy some?" Su Ling's voice came from the kitchen.
"Okay." Lin Wannian agreed.
The two walked out of Su Ling's house.
Sang Qingyan followed behind Lin Wannian, lowering his head to play with his phone, but his heart was not on the phone: "Brother Lin, you have a really good relationship with her."
It’s so good that even he can eat with us, haha.
"We're just friends, what's wrong with you?" Lin Wannian asked, pretending not to know.
"Nothing." Sang Qingyan pursed her lips.
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