Chapter 500: I don't deserve to be liked

At night, Lu Mian lay down at the end of the bed, head down, deliberately letting the feeling of congestion fill his body.
She tossed her mobile phone, time after time, finally getting faster and faster and more irritable.
Until the phone "ding".
She quickly grabbed it from mid-air and opened it.
It's a small group of five of them, and Yu Ren said I wish everyone a happy new year.
Lu Mian's expression was so stagnant.
Also reply [Happy New Year] easily.
Several other people also lined up below to reply, even Sikong saw it, this time it was a rare response to everyone.
In the small group, it immediately became lively.
Yu Ren even sent a big red envelope, and was robbed of his best luck by Sikong Jian.
Lu Mian smiled slightly, feeling a little warm in his heart.
The five of them, I wish He Yuren should spend the New Year in Wucheng and Yeling in Jinjing’s hotel. As for Sikong Jian, it should be at his house.
Although the five of them cannot be reunited now, the friendship between them has not changed at all.
Lu Mian said few words, so she quietly held her phone and watched them chat.
But Sikong saw that after a while, he sent her a private chat.
[Mianmian, tomorrow is the first snow, ask you to see the snow?]
Sikong saw that these two days were off and he had temporary freedom. He has seen the weather forecast. It will snow tomorrow. Snow flakes are already drifting slowly tonight, but they are rarely small.
It's rare that Lu Mian is in Jinjing, and he wants to go see Chuxue with her.
Lu Mian held the phone, raised his hands above his head, and sighed deeply.
[I have something to do, not going. 】
See you in Sikong: [What's wrong with you? in bad mood? 】
As if he could see Lu Mian, the other party quickly noticed her emotions.
Lu Mian couldn't smile, and his pretty fingers responded quickly to him.
[I am a devil, not worthy of being liked. Sikong, don't like me anymore. 】
After sending this message, Sikong saw no response.
Lu Mian's mood didn't improve, and he started to flip through the backlog of information on his phone in a disturbed mood. There are New Year greetings from friends around me, and there are old unread emails in the mailbox.
Especially unread emails, which are available in any industry.
Lu Mian didn't need to open it, so he probably knew the content inside, and didn't bother to look through it one by one. It's just that the line of sight fell on the e-mail from the Sufeng Game Company, but I remembered that Qiu Shu said to go to the generation W, and I don't know what the result will be.

Early the next morning, Lu Mian woke up early.
The air in the Xiaojia Manor was good and suitable for morning exercises, but Lu Mian broke his self-discipline for an unprecedented time and did not exercise. Instead, he quietly called Mo Stron aside.
She secretly inquired: "Where is your Lord Mo?"
Mo Sr looked at her as if he saw a savior: "Miss Lu, go and see Master Mo. This is a big Chinese New Year, everyone is on vacation, he is in spirit, and has been working for 20 hours continuously. Don’t let people celebrate the New Year!"
Lu Mian twisted her eyebrows, she knew it was all because of herself.
Mo Sr raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Miss Lu, Master Mo has one hour to end the video conference. Then he will have five minutes free. You can have a good chat with him at that time."
Lu Mian finally nodded.
She is not a problem avoider, she prefers to solve problems.
"Prior to this, Mo Sr, do you have time to accompany me to the painting and calligraphy institute?"
"Mo Ni is inside now, I have time." Mo Strontium is naturally happy. He is honored to be able to talk to Miss Lu. Better than looking at the bronze face of Lord Mo!
However, he still asked: "Miss Lu, what are you going to do?"
Lu Mian put on his coat and said, "Go to the painting and calligraphy institute and get something. If I go by myself, the other party will probably shut me out. It's different if I bring you."
Mo Sr nodded and understood.
"Then what you persuaded Lord Mo..."
"I've seen the navigation, one hour back and forth is enough. When I get the things back, I will go to him and make it clear."
Hearing Lu Mian's promise, Mo Sr's little chicken nodded like a peck.
Today's Miss Lu seems to be a little different, I feel that Mo Ye's spring is coming!
just……
"Miss Lu, are we looking at a navigation system? It takes forty minutes to go from the Xiaojia Manor to the Painting and Calligraphy Institute! This is still not a traffic jam!"
Lu Mian put on his coat too, and turned his head to smile mysteriously at Mo Sr: "Are you motion sick?"
There were no beginnings and no endings, making Mo Sr's head confused, but still honestly replied: "Why, we are a shadow guard, we are professional thieves! It is impossible to get motion sickness!"
"That's good."
After Lu Mian finished speaking, only Mo Sr was left with a chic and neat back.
Mo Sr:?
Today is Lu Mian driving, Mo Sr is the co-pilot.
The first time he was carried by the hostess, he was still a little excited, and he felt that he was a lot better than Brother Nick today.
"Miss Lu, time is tight, otherwise I will drive, I am familiar with Jinjing's road!" He was still not at ease.
Lu Mian ignored him, and when he saw him fasten his seat belt, he was ready to take out his mobile phone to play, and he kindly asked: "Grasp the handrail."
"Not necessarily..."
Before Mo Sr finished a sentence, Lu Mian's mouth evoked a wicked smile. He glanced at the rearview mirror coldly, shifted the gear and the accelerator, and rushed out.
"hiss--"
Inside the car, Mo Sr was suddenly filled with air-conditioning, and then he grasped the handle of the car with hindsight and screamed "Ah".
"Lu, Lu..."
"I know, I will look at the road." Lu Mian said lightly, and hung up the most high-end sports car with good performance. The scenery outside the car was only afterimages.
She drove the cheapest Lamborghini sports car in Xiao Qimo's family today.
After getting started, I feel pretty good.
How did Mo Sr know that Lu Mian drove so hard and he was about to cry before leaving the Xiao family's site.
"Miss Lu, slow down, slow down..."
Although Lu Mian's speed was fast, she herself was calm and slow from beginning to end.
"What? If the Xiao family's car violates regulations, the consequences will be serious?"
In fact, Lu Mian had already planned it out. If it was serious, she would just wipe out the surveillance just like the last time she was in Hongcheng.
Mo Sr shook his head violently and answered intermittently.
"No, it's not serious. But I..." The person concerned is very regretful now. He is clutching the handrails desperately, his eyes are too late to look at the road on both sides, "I, I'm motion sickness!"
Lu Mian glanced at him, motion sickness is normal.
This time the speed is faster than in Hongcheng, because it is a sports car with good performance. In addition, during Jinjing’s New Year, the city is relatively empty and there is no trouble of traffic jams, so she drove quite happily.
As a result, the 40-minute journey was compressed to 12 minutes by her.
The gate of the college.
Mo Sr was holding a stone lion statue and threw up.
The whole person slowed down for several minutes, still floating, always feeling that my soul has not caught up...