Sheng Yi clings to him in boredom while wearing high heels, sometimes changing feet. High heels are hard to wear and tiring, but she is honest and doesn't bother him.
Meng Chengmao put his arm around Sheng Yiman's waist and supported her while listening to the phone.
The two of them were moving and quiet, one playful and the other calm, and they seemed to be particularly well suited to each other. When Song Jinglei came out, she saw such a scene. She stopped immediately, and the steps under her feet seemed to be so heavy that she couldn't lift them. It turned out that It was such a person who grabbed his heart. She looked at this scene with cold eyes and clenched her hands into a fist.
Soon Meng Chengmao hung up the phone and walked out with the person in his arms. Back to the rose garden, Meng Chengmao hugged her, buried his head in Sheng Yiman's neck, and then said: It smells good, what did you spray?
Sheng Yiman turned around and said, "I didn't spray anything."
Meng Chengmao kissed her neck, and the kisses fell on her neck little by little. Sheng Yi wanted to hide, but when she raised her eyes, she saw the confusion and lust in Meng Chengmao's eyes, and she immediately Her heart softened, and she hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him unforgettably.
They all miss each other very much.
Under the dim night light, the faces of the two of them seemed to be surrounded by a thick friendship that could not be dissolved or resolved.
Sheng Yiman held his face and sipped it carefully, Meng Chengmao covered her hand with his hand and said: Little fool.
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After the love affair, Meng Chengmao came back from the bathroom. Sheng Yiman felt a chill coming from under the quilt. She rolled back into Meng Chengmao's arms and hugged his neck tightly. She moaned, Meng Chengmao couldn't hear what she was saying, but he just stroked her back and said softly: Go to sleep.
Just like that, Sheng Yiman fell asleep in his arms, smelling his unique scent.
At this time, Meng Chengmao's cell phone rang, and his originally relaxed eyebrows became troubled again. He stood up, picked up the cell phone, and went to the balcony to answer: Hello.
Do you know what day it is? Song Jinglei said.
Meng Chengmao put his hands in his trousers and bowed his body slightly. The robe and pajamas on his body gave him the aura of wandering clouds and wild cranes, but he was not. He was a caged bird who was imprisoned. He tapped his cell phone with his index finger and spoke in a tone of voice. He said contemptuously: It's just an engagement, you are not my wife yet, you can't control my nightlife, and even if you are my wife, you can't control it.
Your nightlife is so busy that you don't even have time to have dinner with my parents after getting engaged, Song Jinglei mocked.
Didn’t Miss Song always know? Meng Chengmao asked.
Song Jinglei shut down the phone.
The breeze was coming fiercely, making the leaves on the trees rustle. Meng Chengmao put his hands into his trouser pockets, facing the wind and sighing at the bright moon.
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When Sheng Yiman woke up, he went to look for Men Chengmao. At this time, Sister Chen came to clean the house. Sheng Yiman asked: Where is Men Chengmao?
Sister Chen said: It's in the study room.
Sheng Yiman lifted up the quilt and walked all the way to the study room. He gently opened the door. When he saw that he was not alone inside, Sheng Yiman quietly closed it again.
When I returned to the bedroom, I received a call from Jiang Yifan. Sheng Yiman answered and said: Teacher.
There seemed to be a lot of people and noises over Jiang Yifan's side, but it soon became quiet again. He said: Are you okay at home?
Sheng Yiman then remembered that she told him last night that she left because of something at home. Thinking of this, Sheng Yiman shrank his neck and said with a guilty conscience: Ah, it's okay, it's okay, thank you teacher for your concern.
If there is anything you need my help with, you can tell me, Jiang Yifan said.
Sheng Yiman said: Okay, teacher.
