Not only did Meng Chengmao's hand not let go, but he tightened his grip on her waist. Sheng Manman struggled and tried to pry him away with his other hand, but he pressed her against the wall. She was forced to look up and face him. Looking at each other, Mr. Meng, please respect yourself. Before she finished saying this, Sheng Yiman suddenly lost her voice, and Meng Chengmao kissed her lips.
After a while, Meng Chengmao let go of her, and there were only two people breathing slightly in the whole room.
At this time, Sheng Yiman's cell phone rang in her pocket. She thought about the symposium. The teacher should have called her, but she didn't answer.
Meng Chengmao, what on earth do you want to do! Sheng Yiman pushed him away and said.
Are you finally willing to call me by my name? Didn’t Mr. Men scream with great vigor just now? Meng Chengmao said.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Yu is not only accustomed to exercising his power on the G field, but now he also cares what his ex-girlfriend is called?
Manman, don't be like this, Meng Chengmao said and held him tightly in his arms.
Manman, your mouth is really good now, Meng Chengmao said firmly.
Sheng Yiman: Thanks to Mr. Tuo Yu, it’s not bad, he’s grown a little bit.
Meng Chengmao said in a long voice: Really? Then he continued: Since it is thanks to me, then why don’t I enjoy any benefits?
Sheng Yiman couldn't defeat her and wanted to leave, but Meng Chengmao held her tightly in his arms.
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Five minutes later, Men Chengmao and Sheng Yiman walked out of the room one after another and came to the reception room of the symposium. Everyone was already here, and the room was also filled with the excitement of Men Chengmao and Sheng Manman at the same time. When they arrived, Jiang Yifan reacted first, walked up to them, and said to Sheng Manman: Where have you been?
Before Sheng Yiman could explain, Meng Chengmao spoke first and said: We happened to meet Yifan, your student?
Yes, I brought her to study, Jiang Yifan said.
Sheng Yiman stood quietly aside. Unexpectedly, Meng Chengmao was also at today's symposium and was the main sponsor.
Meng Chengmao only said: Let's get started.
Sheng Manman didn't understand the official talk they were talking about, so he just lowered his head and thought about his own things secretly. Moreover, Jiang Yifan was also busy and couldn't pay attention to her. Sheng Yiman suddenly felt bored.
The symposium ended almost in the evening. Shengmanman got up and followed Jiang Yifan. Jiang Yifan told her that she was going to a wine shop and asked her to go back first.
Sheng Yiman was walking alone on the side of the road in a daze. The fallen leaves beside the street were blowing in the wind. Suddenly a whistle sounded behind him. Sheng Manman thought he was blocking the road, so he quickly moved to the side and continued walking. Unexpectedly, there was a whistle behind him. The sound of the whistle continued, and Sheng Yiman couldn't help but look back. It was Meng Chengmao. He looked at Sheng Yiman playfully. When Sheng Yiman saw it was him, he quickened his pace and walked forward, but the whistle behind him The sound of the flute continued, and everyone looked at Sheng Yiman. She stopped and walked to the car window. The window immediately lowered, revealing Meng Chengmao's proud face. Sheng Yiman looked at only two words. :childish!
What do you want to do, she said.
Get in the car, he said.
In order to prevent him from honking the horn again and disturbing others, Sheng Yiman finally got into the car. The car was very warm. Sheng Yiman looked straight ahead and said: Is something wrong?
After not hearing a response for a long time, Sheng Yiman couldn't help but lose his temper. After all... your voice gradually became quieter. The person next to him closed his eyes and fell asleep. Meng Chengmao, who was asleep, looked the same as during the day. Sheng Yiman couldn't help but notice that the car window on her side was open. The wind in City B was a little stronger at night than during the day. Sheng Yiman hesitated and got up to help him close the door. When I wanted to go back, I was hugged by him.
The person who had fallen asleep was looking at her proudly. The two of them were very close, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats. Meng Chengmao's throat rolled, and there was an undercurrent of unknown emotions in his eyes. Surging, he hugged Sheng Yiman and directly changed his position from lying on him to sitting on his lap.
