"Do."

Song Yu was mentally prepared to be rejected and then beaten, but who knew a soft response came from his ear.

His first reaction was that he had heard it wrong. He looked at Meng Jianwan's eyes in disbelief and said uncertainly: "You, what did you say?"

Meng Jianwan raised the corners of his lips and smiled at him.

In this retro and gorgeous house, her gorgeous face is the ultimate temptation, let alone smiling like this, Song Yu only felt his breathing stagnant and his heart tightened.

Many scenes of that night rushed into my mind without warning, and they played in my mind like slides, and they were played in a loop.

Before Song Yu could move, Meng Jianwan pushed him to the carpet aside. Song Yu was a little stunned. Meng Jianwan rode on him and slowly leaned down.

Song Yu watched her lips get closer and closer to him until her warm breath brushed her face.

Just when Song Yu thought her lips were about to fall on his lips, Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows and smiled, and a ball of butter was squinted on his face: "Be your dream!"

She rubbed the butter left on his fingertips against him, got up and took off the down jacket and put it on her body, and didn't even look at the man lying on the ground: "I took the car keys."

Meng Jianwan stood in the entrance hall and didn't hear the response behind him. He looked back and saw that Song Yu was still lying on his back in the posture he had just now, without moving, as if he was a piece of wood.

She paused, leaned against the shoe cabinet, and shouted to the other side: "Hey, what are you pretending to be a wooden man."

Song Yu finally moved, turned over and lay on the carpet, his long legs curled up slightly, like a big dog abandoned by the trash can.

Meng Jianwan's eyebrows were thrilled.

"I feel a little uncomfortable." Song Yu whispered.

Meng Jianwan held the car key in his hand, but the man didn't leave, and stood there waiting for him. I don't know how long it took, about a century, but Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, his tone seemed to be sad and helpless: "Meng Jianwan, don't you know that men can't tease them casually?"

Meng Jianwan: “…”

So what happened just now, did he react? Because she evacuated too quickly, she didn't notice it?

Thinking of this, Meng Jianwan's mouth trembled slightly. She did not misjudgment Song Yu at first glance. Under his well-dressed appearance, there was a big gangster's heart.

Song Yu climbed up on the ground and saw through her thoughts at first glance: "Are you calling me a hooligan in your heart?"

Meng Jianwan was hit by him and said nothing.

Song Yu picked up the cardboard box on the ground, took out a tissue from it, wiped the cream on his face, sighed and began to mutter to himself: "The girls I like tempt me like that. Is it normal for me to react without any reaction? Meng Jianwan, you can torture me hard. Anyway, you don't feel guilty, you don't feel sorry, you don't care whether I feel uncomfortable or not, you don't have the heart..."

Meng Jianwan's temples were beating. His accusations made her look like an unforgivable sinner, but wasn't he a hooligan at the beginning?

Song Yu walked around the sofa and walked to the entrance, and took the car key from Meng Jianwan, who was still stunned: "Can you listen to me? It's still snowing outside, and the snow on the road has not been eradicated. It's really unsafe to drive at night." After a pause, worried that she had any concerns, he held her finger and pinched it, "With your force, if you don't nod, what can I, Xiaoyu, do to you, who has no power to tie a chicken?"

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Perhaps because of his reason, Meng Jianwan stayed.

She returned to the master bedroom she slept last time, and the bedding supplies were replaced with new ones, and her pajamas and laundry were hung in the cloakroom, so there was no need for extra preparation.

Meng Jianwan took a comfortable shower and lay alone on the big bed. The ink quilt was soft and thin, but very warm. She lay inside and tossed and turned, as if rolling in the sea of ​​ink, and the words Song Yu said seemed to echo in her ears. She laughed softly and couldn't help but scold him for being shameless.

It is true that that man is shameless, and it is true that he is good to her...

Meng Jianwan shook his head suddenly as soon as he thought of this, buried his head in the pillow, forcing himself not to think randomly.

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Song Yu's birthday is over, and it will be New Year's Day soon.

The nail salon is on holiday, and there is a sign "suspended business" hanging on the glass door, and Meng Jianwan is the only one in the store.

Mei Sixiu called her to go back for a reunion dinner in the evening. When she thought of the last scene of having sex with Meng Weixia, she didn't want to eat at the same table with her again.

The snow outside has not melted, the road surface has been shoveled clean, and clusters of hard snow are still piled on the side of the road, some of which have condensed into ice.

Meng Jianwan felt bored and sent a message in the group, then put on his stuff and went to Gou Sheng’s boxing club.

However, she did not expect that the long-lost weird feeling of being followed came again. She held the steering wheel and glanced at the reversing mirror. Behind her, a low-key black car followed her not far or near.

Meng Jianwan was not sure if it was this one, so he didn't rush to throw it away. He drove to the club slowly along the way, and the car accidentally stopped across the street.

Before she could take action, the car drove away.

Meng Jianwan tilted his head. What's going on?

She has been entangled by Song Yu recently and has not had much time to go out for a long time. She is so obedient that she has mushrooms on her head. She should not offend anyone.

Meng Jianwan thought while walking into the club. There was a small boxing match here tonight. The atmosphere inside was in full swing and the scene was being arranged.

As soon as Meng Jianwan arrived, Gou Sheng came over and patted her on the shoulder: "Go over there and take a look. I told you, I didn't expect that there were so many viewers to make appointments. Now I have to ask them to add seats urgently. Hey, Sister Meng, do you come tonight, I will leave you a front seat."

Meng Jianwan thought that it was nothing important anyway, and she would definitely not go home for dinner tonight: "Okay."

Gou Sheng: "There is a celebration banquet after the end, so you can enjoy it..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a ringtone of her cell phone. Meng Jianwan touched the phone in her pocket, and didn't have to look at the caller ID. With her memory, she stroked the switch button and attached the phone to her ear. Before she could ask her, she took the initiative to say, "I'm in the boxing club."

On the other side of the phone, Song Yu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and smiled: "Oh, then I'll go over to pick you up and have dinner together."

Meng Jianwan refused very simply: "No, the club will have a competition and a celebration banquet in the evening. You can eat it yourself."

"Celebration banquet..." Song Yu dragged his tone, "I'll go over and accompany you to attend."

After the call, Meng Jianwan met Gou Sheng's gossiping eyes next to him. Meng Jianwan said expressionlessly: "Leave one more place in the front row."

Gou Sheng understood: "Son-in-law is coming?"

"You can call people, but you haven't seen him send you a red envelope." Meng Jianwan said, kicking him.

Gou Shengke would hide than the owner of the tattoo shop, jumped far away from her feet to him, touched his nose and said, "You said so. He came here today, I have to ask for red envelopes!"

The boxing competition started at 7 o'clock in the evening, and there were audiences one after another. Boxing is a niche hobby. This is the first time the club has held such a competition. The scale is relatively small and the price of the ticket is set at a low price, which costs 68 yuan per card.

Meng Jianwan was helping with the inspection at the venue, and then he saw Gou Sheng winking her. Meng Jianwan turned around and saw Song Yu coming.

Maybe he didn't want people to feel a sense of distance. He was not wearing that formal suit, a gray sweater, a long black down jacket, and a pair of eye-catching thin chain glasses. Instead, he had a regular gold wire frame. He was in his pockets with his hands in his pockets, stood with a long face, his face was clear and cold, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Meng Jianwan took a look and withdrew his gaze. That face looked good, but it was okay if he got used to it.

But she didn't expect that Gou Sheng really did what he said and shouted to Song Yu without hesitation: "Son-in-law."

Song Yu showed doubts in his face.

Meng Jianwan's face changed, Gou Sheng shouted before she got angry: "Sister Meng just said, "You have to send a red envelope if you call you a son-in-law!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the busy people in the club stood up like groundhogs. I don’t know who reacted first, then called "Son-in-law", followed by shouting "Son-in-law", followed by shouts one after another.

Everyone here knows Meng Jianwan, but they don’t know Meng Jianwan’s boyfriend. After hearing what Gou Sheng said, they naturally follow the rules.

Meng Jianwan widened his eyes and suddenly became angry: "I'll go to your uncle, Gou Yuan, when did I say such things? You change your concept!"

She picked up a chair mercilessly and wanted to fight Gou Sheng.

Song Yu never showed joy in front of outsiders, but now he couldn't stop smiling, his shoulders trembling. He strode over, hugged Meng Jianwan across his waist, took away the chair from her hand and threw it on the ground, comforting him, "Stop making trouble, be careful, what should I do if I hit someone else."

Gou Sheng had already hid in the crowd and looked at the two of them from afar.

Meng Jianwan broke away from Song Yu's arm and was still angry: "I haven't said it!"

Song Yu: "Well, I know."

Meng Jianwan pointed to Gou Sheng from a distance, meaning "Don't be proud, wait for me."

Song Yu then added: "However, he made some sense, it's time to send a red envelope." He thought for a while and said, "There is a celebration banquet tonight? I'll pay the bill."

Gou Sheng shouted without fear of death: "Thank you, my son-in-law--"

Everyone looked at Meng Jianwan like a show, and couldn't help but sigh that Gou Sheng was brave enough to even Sister Meng dared to joke. Some people also thought that her boyfriend looked familiar, but they couldn't remember where he had seen him. They just felt that his ordinary clothes could not hide his outstanding temperament.

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Xiao Ba: Successfully invaded his wife’s brother group!
Chapter completed!