A Certain Someone〖MTL〗(Completed)

Chapter 100 "Wangzai"

On the first day of the new year, Shengwang's cell phone started buzzing and vibrating at 6 o'clock.

He didn't even open his eyes, and with a feeling of getting up, he stretched out a hand from under the quilt to touch the pillow. As a result, the phone was not touched, but the vibration stopped by itself.

A question mark slowly appeared on Shengwang's sleepy head.

He was in the brief fragmentation after the hangover, and he didn't realize where he was for a while, and he couldn't immediately remember what happened last night. He's just going through the mechanical routine of each morning-the alarm goes off and he has to turn off and get up.

As a result, the alarm clock went off by itself without him turning it off today. Then someone grabbed his hand that was groping beside the pillow and stuffed it back under the quilt.

The warmth wrapped up, and the consciousness began to sink unsteadily again. He lay on the pillow in a daze for a few seconds, then suddenly realized something was wrong, and raised his head like a corpse.

The curtains were not drawn, so it was impossible to tell what the weather was like outside, but the room was warm and dark.

Jiang Tian seemed to have just woken up, and there was still sleepiness between his brows. Sheng Wang saw him take the phone from the bedside table, glanced at the screen and said, "6:05, do you have a job?"

His voice was low, hoarse with sleepiness. After finishing speaking, as if afraid that someone might not remember the date, he added: "Today is New Year's Day."

In fact, Jiang Tian usually wakes up at this point. If the weather is good, I will run in the morning, and on rainy days, I will enter the laboratory early. However, Beijing's deep winter wind is gusty, and when it is strong, it can blow the little girl backwards, so he gets up early these days and doesn't go to the wind to seek abuse.

Today is a rare exception. It's not that I can't get up, but I just want to bring back some innocuous little habits of someone, such as sleeping late on holidays.

Sheng Wang showed a trace of bewilderment, his eyes were still bright in the dimness, and he looked at Jiang Tian without blinking, as if he was slowly sorting out the ins and outs of yesterday and this morning.

After a few seconds, he leaned back on the pillow and replied in a low voice, "No job."

In a way, he was really a bit like his cat son. The moment he wakes up, he will startle his fur vigilantly, and when he finds nothing wrong, he will slowly soften and collapse back into his nest.

He finally realized that he could sleep late, his tensed nerves relaxed, and let sleepiness roll over his head.

"I have something to do." His voice was rustling, as if he didn't want to move his tongue too much, and the pauses between his words were very long, like chatting with each other in a half-dream and half-awake, "Customers are not human, I was going on a business trip for seven days , took up all the New Year's Day holidays."

Jiang Tian enjoyed this long-lost complaint, he didn't say "I heard about it", but just "um", and Ren Shengwang lazily continued.

Sleepy people's thinking is broken, and the content is also very jumpy. After he finished saying "originally", his breathing slowed down, as if he had fallen asleep.

After a few seconds, he suddenly said again: "That client looks like Xu Dazui, you know, I want to hide my phone when I see him."

Jiang Tian laughed deeply.