If you don't say he is the best, the place he found is really interesting.
Linhu,
There are sparkling waves outside the window here, and the scenery is soothing to the eyes and mind.
Outside the window at this end is another small sports ground, where teenagers are playing basketball with great vigor.
Lu Meng came upstairs and saw him holding his hands on the edge of the lake view window with his back turned. The shirt is perfectly tucked into the trousers, and the waist is more eye-catching than the lake view. Men, when they are in their forties, even though they are called "uncle", it is like fine wine, which becomes more fragrant with time.
Lu Meng gently put the car keys on the table, making a slight noise, and the man turned around. In fact, Lu Meng knows that he must know that he has come up. Looking back like this, he feels even more that he respects you.
He turned around slowly, put down his hands, and nodded, "Hello."
Lu Mengye nodded and said, "Hello." He sat down on a chair nearby. Lu Meng was not polite, but looked generous and looked at him unscrupulously.
He didn't move, letting her look at him like a winner, remaining humble and polite.
"Thank you for not torturing me that day." Uncle was also very generous and thanked him as much as he should.
Mengmeng rested her elbows on the edge of the table, and her sitting posture was less domineering. Her legs were slightly parted, like a master. Smiling, "But the grudge between you and me is not over yet. Tell me, you know everything about my mother, and I want to tell you everything."
He also slowly sat down at the table over there. There were two tables between them.
"Your mother is a beauty. Do you think we are like this?" He compared her with his hand, "Is this appropriate to say?"
Lu Meng chuckled. Fortunately, she was not a really innocent girl. "What's inappropriate is just something on the bed. Let me ask you the answer."
He seemed to be smiling slightly, and it seemed that Mengmeng's "interestingness" was beginning to please him. ——To be honest, Lu Mengfeng commented like this. If you look at an old monster like Shi Yimian who has "read countless people", he is probably even more arrogant than his own girl. Otherwise, he would not treat her as a human being at the beginning and just want to use her. Treat your own girl in the same "arrogant" way. Well, one thing to say here is that if he dotes on his own girl, she is his own child, so there is nothing he can do about it. But after this incident, Shi Yimian also took good care of his girl. Look at the way Shi Kecheng behaves with his tail between his legs now. Her father is really serious this time. He can't change it, and he won't even feel bad if he beats him to death!
But looking at it this way, how can my girl compare to this one? Look at the calmness and calmness in front of you... Even if Lu Meng is "no big or small" at this time, she is still pleasing to people.
He nodded lightly, but at this moment, Mengmeng was so frightened that she hid back. How could they play basketball downstairs? The basketball actually flew in!
But seeing that the best is the best, Uncle's reaction was quick. He only raised his body slightly, stretched out one hand and caught the ball with one hand!
Get up and go to the window,
The boys downstairs were still shouting, "Throw it down!"
He pressed the ball against the edge of the window with one hand and did not throw it away in a hurry.
The boys were anxious, "Hey, what are you doing!..." Before they could finish shouting, Uncle threw it with one hand... Do you think we should ask Mengmeng to confirm again that he is the best? The ball turned out to be a beautiful parabola. Accurate basket! qs
The boys were stunned for a moment, but when they realized it, they didn't hesitate to praise him. They raised their hands to clap and gave him a thumbs up, "Niu Niu!"
The uncle slowly closed the window, obviously with a smile on his lips.
Mengmeng was definitely inspired by this, "How can you teach a daughter like that to you?"
He closed the window, turned around, and asked, "How could your mother give birth to a daughter like you?"
Mengmeng sat close to the table and smiled, "How is my mother? Is she beautiful?"
He nodded, "Beautiful," and sat down at the table by the window like her.
Mengmeng tilted her head, "Are you as beautiful as me?"
"Prettier than you." He told the truth. Lu Meng had forgotten everything, but had seen Lu Yaocai's photos. There was nothing the top beauty didn't say.
Mengmeng thought again, "Have you slept with her?"
He shook his head, "I'm not interested in your mother."
Mengmeng thought again, "What does Shi Kecheng's mother look like?"
He smiled, "Not as beautiful as your mother, but I like her."
"Because you don't want to be dissolute?"
"This is not a dissipation, and your mother is not a dissipation. She is a lover, and everyone she encounters is a lover." After a pause, he looked at her, "In this regard, you and your mother are quite similar."
When Mengmeng got annoyed, she raised her hand and said, "Don't talk about me."
Only then did he smile really relaxedly and nodded.
"Then you know who my mother's lovers are,"
He seemed to take a deep breath and looked out the window, "I'll tell you this problem slowly. You know there are some people nowadays that I can't afford to offend."
Mengmeng nodded, still willing to wait. Yes, he said it in one breath. With his status and personality, it was fake, like teasing her and perfunctory her. When he said this, it just showed that he would take her issue seriously, because it really needed to be considered.
To be honest, the longer they chatted, the more relaxed they became. Sometimes they would "get off topic" and even talk about food. It wasn't surprising. After all, when they chatted, they both had a bit of a "hot-tempered person" vibe, and they had similar odors. . Mengmeng felt more and more that he was the best; Yi Mian also felt more and more that he had ruined her in the first place and that this child deserved to be treated well.
