Love Apartment: The All-Around Comedian

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That means there's also a possibility they won't survive.

Lin Wanyu was right, but Su Mingyang wouldn't admit it, saying, "Wanyu, you should think positively."

"I want to too, but I'm afraid. It's all the author's fault. Why did he have to write it like this? He killed off my favorite character!"

In the end, Lin Wanyu was quite indignant.

Su Mingyang gave a slight smirk and said, "The author has his own ideas; we'll know once he finishes writing."

"Okay, but Zhang Xiaofan is so pitiful. He finally had someone who liked him, and now they're all gone."

Lin Wanyu was filled with resentment.

"Zhang Xiaofan may have lost Biyao, but Wanyu, you still have me. Don't cry, or your eyes will be swollen and you won't look good."

Su Mingyang comforted her while gently patting Lin Wanyu's back.

Su Mingyang's words made Lin Wanyu feel much better, warming her heart. Her tears slowly stopped, and she nestled in his arms, saying, "Mingyang, I want to lean on you a little longer... okay?"

"No problem, you can stay here as long as you want."

Su Mingyang laughed and said that as long as Lin Wanyu stopped crying, everything would be fine.

"It's so kind of you."

Lin Wanyu smiled faintly. Perhaps because she had just cried too much and Su Mingyang's embrace was too warm, she slowly fell asleep, her even and soft breathing filling the air.

Su Mingyang looked down at Lin Wanyu's delicate sleeping face, smiled slightly, and couldn't help but gently lick her forehead.

Then sit quietly and let the little princess have a comfortable nap.

After a while, it inevitably gets a bit boring.

Su Mingyang saw Lin Wanyu's phone lying next to him, the screen displaying a novel. On a whim, he picked up the phone, switched to the comments section of "The Immortal Sword," and slowly began browsing.

Unsurprisingly, the comment section was flooded with tears and accusations of sending death threats—"My Biyao! That scoundrel author actually killed her off! Where's your conscience?! I'm sending you death threats!"

"See the latest chapter"

"If the author revives Biyao, I'll give you a reward of 10,000 yuan! This is my pledge!"

"A tycoon has appeared upstairs!"

"Can you believe it? I'm a 40-year-old man crying in my wife's arms. She thinks I lost my job. Honestly, I wouldn't be this heartbroken even if I lost my job. Author, give my wife back to me!"

"Pah! Upstairs, draw your sword! Biyao is my wife!"

"Those two guys upstairs are total losers; Biyao belongs only to Zhang Xiaofan!"

"Author, update now, or I'll send you razor blades!"

"Damn it, I regret reading this book, it's so awful!"

"Resurrect Biyao immediately, and get my post up so the author sees it!"

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After reading these comments, Su Mingyang muttered, "Forget about it. Resurrection is impossible. Biyao should just stay dead."

"Mingyang, what are you saying?"

Chapter 179 How can this little lazy pig sleep so much?

"He didn't say anything."

Su Mingyang was surprised that Lin Wanyu woke up at this time, and panicked for a moment, but pretended that nothing was wrong.

Lin Wanyu rubbed her eyes, yawned, and said in a slightly lazy voice, "Mingyang, you said you clearly heard me talking to myself just now."

These words confirmed to Su Mingyang that Lin Wanyu hadn't heard what he had just said. His eyes lit up, and he chuckled, "Alright, you caught me. No wonder this little lazybones can sleep so much."

"You're the lazybones!"

Lin Wanyu snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Still won't admit it? Let's see how many... you ordered."

Su Mingyang suppressed a laugh and handed the phone to Lin Wanyu.

Lin Wanyu took the phone and saw that the screen showed 11:32:32. Her pretty face flushed red, and she was speechless for a moment.

"I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"Uh"

Lin Wanyu remained silent.

"Wanyu, you've been leaning on me for so long, my whole body is sore now."

As Su Mingyang spoke, he stretched his limbs and then sprawled out on the bed in a starfish position.

He greedily inhaled the lingering fragrance on the blanket, and a thought struck him. He feigned a sigh and said, "Wanyu, your bed is much softer than mine."

"Is there?"

Lin Wanyu looked bewildered. "But why do I feel like your bed is more comfortable?"

"You're wrong, it's your good thing."

Su Mingyang said.

No, I think yours is better.

Lin Wanyu smiled.

Su Mingyang: "You're so kind."

Lin Wanyu: "Yours is better."

"Silly boy, it's all because of you."

Su Mingyang said weakly.

"You big idiot, yours is better!"

Lin Wanyu argued on and on, finding it quite amusing.

Su Mingyang: ""

Seeing that Su Mingyang remained silent, Lin Wanyu assumed she had succeeded and felt a little smug. Her eyes darted around, and she said, "Mingyang, since we both like each other's beds, how about we switch rooms? You can sleep in my bed, and I'll sleep in yours. That way, everyone's happy."

Finally, Lin Wanyu clapped her hands, thinking that this approach was perfect.

Su Mingyang's lips twitched; he wondered if this girl was pretending to be stupid.

He took a closer look at Lin Wanyu's expectant expression.

He felt it shouldn't be that; Wanyu was pure and insightful, and her joy and anger were written all over her face.

Moreover, being rather conservative by nature, it's not surprising that they wouldn't understand their own meaning.

Since they started dating, they haven't crossed the final line.

Things shouldn't be rushed, especially since this concerns a girl's entire life.

As he gradually came to this realization, Su Mingyang felt relieved and chuckled, "Alright, let's switch."

"Then it's settled."

Lin's eyes curved into crescent moons, filled with anticipation.

"Okay, let's get up and wash up first."

Su Mingyang stood up and said, "Do you want to go out and have some fun today?"

Lin Wanyu thought for two seconds and said, "I'm so tired, I want to rest at home."

"Now you know you're tired. Who told you to cry for half the day?"

Su Mingyang said casually.

"I didn't want this either, it's all the author's fault."

Lin Wanyu said angrily.

"Okay, it's my fault."

Su Mingyang pursed his lips and muttered something.

Lin Wanyu was about to get out of bed when she suddenly remembered something, biting her lower lip and saying, "Mingyang, could you please go out for a moment?"

"What's wrong"

"I want to change my clothes."

Lin Wanyu's voice was barely audible.

"Then let's change it."

Su Mingyang pretended to be stupid.

"But you're here, I..."

Lin Wanyu felt very uncomfortable, her face turning bright red.