Seeing this content, my mind changed. I guess the only one who could send such a message! I immediately guessed who the owner of the number was. A quiet and delicate face after sleeping soundly appeared in Li Mingshun's mind. His heart beat for a few times. After hesitating, hesitating, he was still uncertain and replied.

"Taeyon?"

After sending a text message, Li Mingshun naturally ignored the title problem and directly added a questioning expression to the back.

The text message was only sent for a few seconds. He just put down his phone, picked up two pig's trotters, and threw them into his mouth with fried dumplings. At this time, he didn't even have time to swallow the food in his mouth... The phone on the table immediately vibrated. Li Mingshun decisively put down the chopsticks in his hand, chewing, and pointing a little on the screen with his fingertips.

"Inside!"

After cutting the words short, Li Mingshun twitched the corner of his mouth, and replied almost instantly. He picked up his phone and saw this reply, which made him feel familiar. He seemed to have seen many such replies in his previous life, but it was hard for him to imagine what kind of mentality an idol was chatting with... In a flash, Li Mingshun glanced at the time in the computer, and many messy secondary images appeared in his mind.

With a short body, covered in pink, hair like grass nests on her head, she swung her feet and crawled on the bed excitedly...

You know, it’s almost two o’clock in the morning now. A woman can still play with her mobile phone in full spirit like in broad daylight...

"Fuji?" In an instant, Li Mingshun thought of this word and replied with a little curiosity.

"It's so late, you don't sleep! Are you quite energetic?"

Sometimes people are very "slutty". When they come to chat, they want the other party to be quicker, and when they are a little bit slower, they want the other party to be slower.

"I can't sleep..."

Li Mingshun is very bored now. It is rare to find a person who is quarreling during this period of time. Moreover, the other party actually gave face so much that he almost replied in an instant. He immediately replied with concern.

"Did you have insomnia?"

"Nei! Mingshunxi, what did you say to my dad in the afternoon!"

The content was a bit long. Lee Ming-sun ate two slices of pig's feet before waiting for the phone to ring. Seeing Kim Taeyeon mentioning this matter again, she grinned and replied perfunctorily.

"It's about some topics between men! You shouldn't know this!"

As soon as the text message was sent out, he felt that he should add more points, so he quickly added it.

"I know, so that you idol can't help but come to me late at night!"

"And...insomnia is a disease...it needs to be cured!"

After sending these two text messages, Li Mingshun specially added a "showing" expression behind him. At this moment, he could almost think of the other party's current state, and he couldn't help but smile proudly.

...

At Kim Taeyeon's home, this woman who usually doesn't keep being "smoked" in front of the camera has now changed into plaid pajamas and is lying on the bed wrapped in a cup. Her feet are moving from time to time, and her hands are fiddling with the phone that is not on her hands.

"bite!"

Kim Taeyeon, who was originally planning to play games, immediately became energetic and clicked out the dialog box. Seeing the content above, she frowned and her face immediately pulled down, and she muttered indignation. She was about to reply to a few ruthless words, but she saw a pile of text messages coming from the dialog box again, and there were two in a row.

However, the content made her a little crazy.

What does it mean to "pass late at night" and what does it mean to "be cured"...

Kim Taeyeon sat up, tilted her head and clasped her eyebrows, as if thinking about how she should reply to calm down. After going home tonight, she hurriedly called Kim's father. However, the conversation between the father and daughter was not very harmonious. Especially, Kim's father's words showed a sense of matching, and even Kim's mother came out to help her say a few words from time to time. While she was uneasy, she also cursed Lee Ming-sun for a long time...

Unfortunately, when they got their phone back in the evening, the two did not exchange numbers. Kim Taeyeon flipped through the bed for a while, and finally couldn't help but get Lee Ming-sun's number from Mai Nei...

"Ah! What do you mean...you are sick!" After thinking for a while, Kim Taeyeon couldn't think of anything special, so she gritted her teeth and replied.

...

While eating midnight snacks, Li Mingshun had a smile on his face and replied leisurely with his cell phone in one hand, "How can you suffer from insomnia if you are not sick? Let's go to the hospital for a look..."

"If you are sick, you have to be treated! Do you know?"

"ah!"

"What... Could it be..."

“mo?”

"Taeyeon, you're coming to puberty, so you can't sleep?"

"ah!"

"It's really... it's here again! Can you speak well?"

"In the afternoon, what did you say to my dad?"

"hehe……"

"??What does this mean?"

"hehe……"

"ah!"

"Haha...come again?"

"...You are like this, I'm going to bed!"

...

Li Mingsun seemed to have found the fun of using QQ to argue with strangers in his previous life. He kept avoiding Kim Taeyeon's problem and constantly using some nonsensical words that seemed to be inexplicable and nonsensical to the other party.

But strangely, the two started chatting in a daze, and they had been chatting for an entire hour. In the end, Lee Ming replied with interest, but saw Kim Taeyeon just replied with a difficult expression and said "Good night". Then she replied with a "sleeping" expression, then put away her phone and started working again.

...

"Did the earnings come out today?" As soon as the US stock market closed, after four pig players left, Li Mingshun asked Quan Aiyuan who had sorted out.

"About three percent..." Quan Aiyuan flipped the report in her hand, and a surprise flashed on her face.

This can be regarded as the lowest profit for a company to start operating in a day. In the past, the profit they could make from the US stock market at least once was about 5%.

"So low?" Li Mingshun was stunned and lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

"Inside!" Quan Aiyuan nodded, stood aside, quietly waiting for Li Mingshun's next words.

"That's it! Leave the losses and profit information, Aiyuanxi, go back and rest!" After pondering for a moment, Li Mingshun waved his hand and held his chin and fell into thinking.

"Inside!" Quan Aiyuan nodded, put the information in her hand on the desk, bent down, turned around and walked out.

As soon as Quan Aiyuan left, Li Mingshun stood up and picked up the information on the table, glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, and muttered with a headache.

"It's still a little different from the expected one!"
Chapter completed!