Meng Jianwan said it was the only way to do it. He occupied the big bedroom alone, closed the door, entered the bathroom immediately, turned on the light inside.

The bathroom space is very large, with a circle of bright lights on the top. When you turn on the whole bathroom is as bright as daytime. Near the floor-to-ceiling window, there is transparent glass, which allows you to take a bath while enjoying the scenery outside. Because the floor of the hotel is high enough, you don’t have to worry about being seen by people outside.

Meng Jianwan couldn't adapt, so he pulled up the curtain and blocked the wall.

The oval bathtub was filled with hot water. She didn't use the nightgown prepared by the hotel, so she found the pajamas she brought from her suitcase and placed them in the wooden tray beside the bathtub, and poured herself a glass of red wine.

As soon as Meng Jianwan was about to take off his clothes, he heard the knocking sound from outside. He knocked three times in a row. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he knocked again.

She turned the corner of her lower lip and said that the only one who came to knock on the door at this time would be no one else except Song Yu.

Meng Jianwan pulled his slippers over and stood in the door and asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect that she wouldn't open the door for herself, and she had to speak through a floor of door panels. He held his hand on the door and said helplessly: "The hotel waiter has delivered the meal. Do you want to eat some?"

"I won't eat it, you eat it, I'm not hungry." Meng Jianwan said, raising his hand to tie his long hair up, and said carelessly, "After eating, you're done with your own, don't worry about me."

“…”

Song Yu just came to ask on a routine basis. Meng Jianwan either ate or slept during the entire flight, and the possibility of being hungry was really not high.

He shrugged, his expression was not surprising, and he had no choice but to enjoy it alone.

Song Yu turned around and unbuttoned the buttons on his cuffs, folded the sleeves up a few times, revealing his skinny and fair wrists. He sat alone at the dining table, holding a knife and fork, and cut the steak in the dining plate alone and gracefully, sighing softly.

He doesn't know what other people's honeymoon trips are like, but it's definitely not like him.

In the bedroom with a door through the bedroom, Meng Jianwan heard the sound of footsteps leaving, turned back to the bathroom, took off his clothes, and slowly sank into the bathtub.

The phone was placed in the tray, she picked it up and looked through the news, leaned comfortably against the inner wall of the bathtub, occasionally sipped a sip of mellow and long red wine, enjoying the quietness of a person, which was very comfortable.

Meng Jianwan had been soaking for a very long time. When she got up, she was soft all over. She was too lazy to even move her fingers. She slowly wiped the water droplets on her body and put on a T-shirt and trousers.

She was playing with her phone so hard that she almost ran out of power. She rubbed her forehead and squatted on the ground, searching for the charger. She searched every corner but couldn't find her own charger.

Meng Jianwan was stunned for a while at the suitcase that was being flipped by him, and remembered that the charger was put in a small bag, including her headphones, power banks and other small items.

She stood up with her knees and dragged her lazily to open the door. Who knew that when the door opened, she almost hit a wall. She staggered backwards before she stood firm.

Meng Jianwan raised his eyes and saw Song Yu holding the door frame with his hands, blocking it tightly at the door. No wonder she almost crashed into his arms just now.

She frowned and said in confusion: "What are you doing at the door?"

According to him, he had something to deal with tomorrow, so he didn't have to do preparations, so he was actually guarding her door.

Song Yu stood up straight, and was obviously condescending and stern, but he said aggrievedly: "Stop you."

Meng Jianwan was even more puzzled: "What are you doing when I block it? Didn't you tell you to sleep in a separate room tonight? You can handle your work with peace of mind, and I can play my game with peace of mind."

As she said that, she pushed away his body blocking the way, and her eyes wandered around the living room, and saw a small black bag on a single sofa.

Meng Jianwan poured out the charger, headphones, power banks and other items inside, and only took the charger. When he turned around, he happened to see Song Yu enter her bedroom carelessly.

"Song Yu!"

Meng Jianwan walked into the bedroom quickly and saw the man lying on the ink-colored bed, rolling around, and sighing comfortably.

Her brows locked deeply, walked to the edge of the bed in two steps, and patted his legs: "Get up, you lie on my bed without taking a shower! You are itchy!"

Song Yu leaned over and sat up with his hair a little messy because of his movement just now. His glasses pressed against the bridge of his nose. The eyes behind the lens blinked, and a smile spilled out from it: "What do you mean is that I can lie on your bed after taking a shower?"

Meng Jianwan pulled the person out of his bed: "You dream."

Song Yuren fell down again before he stood up, as if he had no bones. This time he did not fall on the bed, but hit Meng Jianwan. The weight of his head was pressed on her shoulder: "Wanwan, don't do this, you can't tell me so clearly at home."

Meng Jianwan pushed his head away: "I think so, but sleeping with you at home will make my mother mistakenly think that we are in a disagreement, which will make her worry."

Song Yu smiled angry: "You always have reasons, I can't tell you." He put his head back on, and as he spoke, a scorching breath sprayed between her neck, "You are so cruel to me."

Meng Jianwan frowned. I don’t know when it started. The man in front of him was very skillful in acting cute and almost casually.

"Why am I cruel?"

"Just... it doesn't hurt me at all."

"..." Meng Jianwan shivered, "Shut up, I'm getting goosebumps."

Song Yu stood up straight, and stood tall and tall in front of her, with a faint smile on her fair face, her lips were pursed, her eyes were lowered, and she looked at her quietly. Finally, she said understandingly: "Okay, I have to work tomorrow, so I can't do anything even if I sleep with you. You can have a good rest."

Meng Jianwan held the charger in his hand, wrapped the wires around his palm, and shook his hand at him, meaning that he would be able to leave without sending him.

Song Yu held her face, lowered his head and pecked her lips gently before leaving. He walked out of the bedroom in a step and three steps, and closed the door thoughtfully.

Before Meng Jianwan could breathe a sigh of relief, the door opened again and the man's head leaned in: "I may be busy tomorrow. If you need anything, please contact Xie Yong and let him do it for you."

Meng Jianwan responded to "I know" but didn't plan to really bother Xie Yong.

Xie Yong is his assistant. Since he is busy with work, he is naturally not as relaxed as an assistant, so she should not disturb him.

The bedroom door was closed again, and Song Yu really returned to his small bedroom this time.

Meng Jianwan stood by the bed, pulled up the cell phone from the bed, plugged in the charger, and the cell phone "ding dong" sounded, she looked down and placed the cell phone on the bedside table.

She looked at the tall buildings opposite through the entire floor-to-ceiling glass window in the bedroom. Gradually, her eyes did not fall into reality. The clear glass seemed to reflect Song Yu's handsome and distinct face.

I have to admit that every move of this dog man made her increasingly irresistible. For example, at this moment, according to her previous personality, she had to choke him, and it was not that she could not take care of herself. She didn't need to worry about eating, but the words became soft when they were at the mouth.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm having a meal."

"Okay." Song Yu pursed his lower lip and reported to her in advance, saying in a low voice, "I may go back later, and everyone here is more difficult to deal with."

This merger and acquisition case is very important, not to deal with small-scale partners in China, he has to strictly control every link.

Meng Jianwan: "I understand."

Drink less wine.

Meng Jianwan opened his mouth and swallowed this sentence back. How could he not drink when he was in a social event? Don’t think that being abroad is an exception. He should be responsible and he doesn’t need her to remind him. If he doesn’t help, Xie Yong will be with him.

After the call, Meng Jianwan put down his chin with his hand, clicked on the mobile phone screen a few times, found a science fiction film to open it, and watched a movie while eating.

The night in a foreign country seems to be no different. When the lights are on, the tall buildings opposite are shining brightly, like countless stars falling, the roads crisscrossing underneath are bustling with traffic, and the bright headlights are connected into galaxies, and there are prosperity and brilliance everywhere, but in the world, it is not like the world.

Meng Jianwan sat leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass window, playing on his phone that he had not finished watching the science fiction film while eating. On the tray at his feet was Song Yu instructing the hotel staff to prepare fresh juice, probably because he saw her drinking the juice from the refrigerator last night.

It was not until the early morning in London that the door of the suite was knocked.

Meng Jianwan had just lying down on the bed and had not yet fallen asleep. He heard the movement and lifted the quilt, got off the bed, and looked at the door in confusion.

The knocking sound came from outside the living room. Song Yu brought the room card, so why did he knock on the door?

Meng Jianwan put on his slippers and opened the bedroom door, and then opened the suite door. It was indeed Song Yu outside, but Song Yu who was supported by Xie Yong.

Xie Yong was a little scared when he saw Meng Jianwan, and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Song drank too much at the dinner party, so I can't help much."

Meng Jianwan did not blame him, and he staggered his body and let him in.

Xie Yong didn't know that the two of them slept in separate rooms, so he helped Song Yu to the large bedroom and put him on the bed. He was so tired that he sniffed. He touched his pants pocket and took out a pack of medicine from it: "This is wine-relieving medicine and stomach medicine. I asked the driver to buy it in advance. If Mr. Song feels uncomfortable, you give him this."

Meng Jianwan took the two boxes of medicine he handed over, lowered his eyes and glanced: "I'm in trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble." Xie Yong said while wiping the sweat on his forehead. "If you need anything, call me again, I'll go down first."

"OK."

Xie Yong left the suite, and with the sound of closing the door, the huge room became quiet, and only a slightly heavier breathing sound came from the bed, indicating that the person was sleeping heavily.

Meng Jianwan went to lock the door, entered the bedroom again, looked at the medicine in his hand, then looked at the man lying on the bed, and sighed a long sigh.

Song Yu was not so drunk that he was unconscious last time, at least he could walk by himself. How much wine did he drink at the dinner party? He was drunk so much that he had become a pool of mud.

Meng Jianwan stood beside the bed with his hands on his hips, his black eyes slightly narrowed, looking a little distressed.

How to take care of a drunk man?

She tried hard to plunder the scene of Liang Rushui taking care of the drunk Song Xiaozheng that she saw at home, and found that she really couldn't do it.

Marriage life is so fucking hard.

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Sister Meng: It’s worrying, it makes people bald, and wants to get a divorce...

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In fact, at this time, Sister Meng was already in love with Xiaoba. Because she was a social sister who was free and easy to travel around the world, she was not very concerned about these love affairs. So she loved her but didn't know that she felt that this dog man was so good to her, and it would be nice to treat him occasionally. Jiang Zi.
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