The wind and rain outside the window are swaying, the interior is pleasant, and under the drowsy lights, the warm and ambiguous atmosphere spreads everywhere with the flow of the air.

When the spring rain stopped, Meng Jianwan had not stopped yet, but had just moved his position.

When she became aware of it, she was on the bed in the bedroom, and the faint skylight shone through the milky white window screen, because it was cloudy and the light was dim.

With an arm around her waist, Meng Jianwan moved her arms and tightened their arms. She rarely woke up earlier than Song Yu, and kicked him out of her sleep.

"Don't you have to go to work?" She angrily took his arm away from her waist.

Song Yu put it on again, rubbed her head, squinted her eyes and muttered, "The meeting was ten o'clock in the morning."

In addition to meetings, of course, there are other tasks that need to be handled, but he doesn't want to leave. He is warm and soft and soft in his arms, and it is also a rainy weather suitable for sleepiness. He just feels lazy and doesn't want to move his fingers.

Meng Jianwan lifted the quilt and planned to sit up, but found that he had not had a short thread on his body, and a wave of nameless fire rushed over his head.

This dog man didn't know what he was crazy about last night, and he couldn't wait to go upstairs, so he just did it in the living room... Her clothes were thrown there, what would the aunt who came to clean would think when she saw it?!

"Get up and get me clothes!" Meng Jianwan pushed the man beside him.

Song Yu woke up and opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was large snow-white skin, and the traces he accidentally made on his neck were traces.

He smiled and kissed her chin: "Wait."

Song Yu got off the bed with his upper body naked, and in pajamas under his lower body, revealing his broad back and narrow waist and hips. He walked to the cloakroom barefoot to find her clothes.

Meng Jianwan could see from the man's back that he was refreshed and satisfied.

A moment later, Song Yu put on his clothes, white shirt and black trousers, and returned to his nobleness and seriousness in front of him. He held a set of Meng Jianwan's clothes in his hand and placed them beside the bed.

"Are you going to the nail salon today?" Song Yu held a tie in his other hand, tied it with a familiar movement, but his eyes were unwilling to move away from Meng Jianwan.

She stretched out her hand from the quilt, took her underwear first, and found it was inconvenient to wear, so she glared at Song Yu and pointed in another direction: "You, turn around."

Song Yu sighed lightly, turned around like surrender, and tidied up the tie.

Meng Jianwan then got out of the quilt, quickly put on his clothes, jumped out of the bed, and answered his previous question: "I stayed in the nail salon all day, so don't have to do anything, call me where I am."

The two walked into the bathroom at the same time, but Meng Jianwan pushed Song Yu out arrogantly, closed the door, and said that he would come in after he finished using it.

Song Yu took a look at his watch and said that he had plenty of time, so he didn't go to the bathroom outside to wash up. He stood outside the door and chatted casually.

"You can also call me where I am, if you have something to do," he smiled.

“Not interested.”

"It's time for my wife to check the post."

"I said I was not happy...ah! I'll go to your uncle's dog, Song Yu. I didn't tell you last time, don't make traces on your neck!"

Meng Jianwan looked up when he brushed his teeth and inadvertently saw Song Yu's exclusive "candied haws" kiss marks that were exactly the same as before. He was so angry that he burst into tears. When he spoke, the toothpaste foam in his mouth kept spraying out and splashing on the mirror.

Song Yu touched his nose and said guiltily: "I promise, I will pay attention next time." At that time, he still remembered her advice in his mind.

Meng Jianwan shouted at the bathroom door: "No, no, next time, it's time!"

Song Yu held the door handle and tried to open the door and explained it to her carefully, but found that the door was locked and he couldn't get in.

"Okay, I was wrong." He pressed against the door and said in a good voice, "But it's not my fault. Sometimes I can't help but know when I feel like I'm coming?"

"..." What kind of word is this? I drove the night car early in the morning in the early morning of the morning, and the god of god feels like it.

Meng Jianwan closed his eyes and was so angry that his mind was dizzy.

I can't help myself, and I can't help myself every time. You are endorsing "I can't help myself", right?

Meng Jianwan took a few handfuls of water and washed his face randomly. He opened the bathroom door and walked out, glared at him fiercely, and rushed to the cloakroom angrily.

Song Yu's eyes fell on her neck, and it turned out to be a string of traces. He felt even more guilty and changed the topic: "Wife, I'll let the driver drive you later."

Meng Jianwan didn't answer, so he found a high-necked dress in the cloakroom to change it. He still wore a high-necked collar in April. It was really weird. She took a look in front of the mirror, changed back to an ordinary sweatshirt, added a thin jacket outside, and pulled the zipper to the top to cover her neck.

She went downstairs in anger and saw that her aunt had prepared breakfast and was cleaning up the scattered clothes beside the sofa. Her eyes turned dark again, and she wanted to turn around and rush back to hide.

However, it was too late. When the aunt saw her, she smiled and said hello: "Madam, are you awake? The breakfast is ready. Come and eat quickly."

Meng Jianwanqiang nodded from a calm position and sat at the dining table.

The remaining soups and cold sauces from last night were cleaned up, and the piano was still placed in the restaurant. It seemed that you could imagine the scene of Song Yu sitting on a stool and playing.

Just as she thought of this, Song Yu came over and sat down while tidying up her cuffs: "I'll come to pick you up after get off work, and then let's go home together?"

Meng Jianwan ate the fried egg and said lightly: "No, I won't go back tonight and stay in a nail salon."

Song Yu's eyebrows jumped and he quickly thought of remedies: "Mom just called and asked us to go back for dinner in the evening, saying that there was something important."

Meng Jianwan looked suspicious: "What is important?"

Song Yu coughed: "She didn't tell me, I don't know for the time being."

Meng Jianwan didn't say anything else. Perhaps because he gave up the idea of ​​staying in a nail salon, Song Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and planned to call Liang Rushui in the afternoon, so he couldn't get it out.

After breakfast, the two took the bus to the underground garage together.

Meng Jianwan then remembered that none of her sports cars were parked here. She was so confused that she came with Song Yu.

"Get on the car, I'll take you to the nail salon first, and I'll go to the company." Song Yu winked at the driver and asked him to sit in the driver's seat without getting off. He personally opened the door of the Bentley back seat for Meng Jianwan.

Meng Jianwan was not pretentious. Since he had already walked here, he was too lazy to spend time out to take a taxi. He bent and sat in the back seat. Song Yu smiled, sat next to her, closed the car door, and gestured in front.

The driver saw it in the rearview mirror and started the car and drove out of the garage.

Song Yu looked at Meng Jianwan wrapping herself tightly, and then looked at her face. He guessed that her anger might not have subsided. He turned his head and whispered: "Do you want to take revenge?"

Meng Jianwan's eyes drifted over, meaning "How to get back after revenge."

Song Yu pointed to his neck and didn't say anything, but he knew she could understand it.

Meng Jianwan: “…”

The rogue's brain circuit is always clear. Is this revenge? Is this to make you happy?

Meng Jianwan leaned against the back of the chair and sneered heavily: "You are dreaming."

The driver in front felt that the atmosphere was not right and did not dare to say too much. He drove the car to the nail salon honestly. Meng Jianwan opened the car door without any nostalgia.

The store has already started construction, and there are customers in front of several manicurists.

It is no longer a secret in the circle that the owner of Xiang Wan’s nail art shop is Meng Jianwan. Occasionally, there are also famous ladies coming to do manicures. Of course, most of the time they invite manicures to their homes and rarely come to the store.

As soon as Meng Jianwan walked into the store from outside the door, he saw a slightly familiar face, whispering gossip with a woman next to him.

After accidentally hearing his name, Meng Jianwan stood there with his arms folded in his arms, quietly listening to their conversation.

"I didn't go to that jewelry auction last night. It was absolutely amazing. Song Yu spent more than 20 million to buy a card for Meng Jianwan."

Tao Ran's face changed slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the boss at the door.

The woman noticed her expression change, but she didn't expect that Meng Jianwan was behind her and asked in a low voice: "Your boss is not in the store, right?"

Tao Ran shook her head under Meng Jianwan's eyes and said against her will: "She rarely comes here."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and continued to gossip with her friends: "You don't know how fierce the competition is on the scene."

The friend replied: "What a pity, I didn't go last night. Tell me about it."

"The most exciting news is not that Song Yu spent a lot of money on her beauty, but Meng Jianwan's sister Meng Weixia!"

"What's wrong with her?"

"She snatched the hairpin card and ring with Meng Jianwan last night. It's been rumored in the circle now. She is jealous of Meng Jianwan because she likes Song Yu."

"No, I like my brother-in-law..."

Meng Jian nodded, with a gloomy expression, which was even more gloomy than the rainy days outside. Very good, very good, and the bloody scene of "sisters and sisters robbing men" was still imposed on her.
Chapter completed!