After this basketball game, there will be a dinner party in the evening as usual.

Meng Jianwan put the baseball cap on his head and walked out with the abortion. He suddenly had a pat on his shoulder. She turned her head and looked behind her.

Meng Qiaosen held his girlfriend's hand, and his handsome face smiled. "When will you go home for dinner? Take Song Yu with me, Dad misses you very much."

I don’t know if it’s because I have a girlfriend, but Meng Qiaosen looks more mature and steady than before, not so ignorant, but still very naive.

Meng Jianwan grinned, and his smile was not enough to reach his eyes. "Oh, I've been home before, but it's a pity that you're not here."

Meng Qiaosen probably didn't know that when she got home, she had an unhappy relationship with Meng Weixia again. Meng Weixia even threw the bowl and was so angry that she didn't even eat lunch.

Meng Qiaosen was stunned for a moment, "Is that so? When?"

Song Yu talked to Zhou Muyun, but when he saw that someone didn't follow him, he patted Zhou Muyun on the shoulder next time, turned back to find Meng Jianwan, glanced at Meng Qiaosen in front of him, and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

Meng Jianwan shrugged and did not answer, so Meng Qiaosen repeated the words just now.

Song Yu was silent for a moment, took Meng Jianwan's hand, and replied politely and distantly, "I will take her back if I have time, we'll leave first."

Meng Qiaosen smiled and said, "Let's go slowly."

Meng Weixia, who had been standing behind him, had her eyes sunk. She didn't understand why Meng Qiaosen suddenly changed her temperament. When she walked away, she was sarcastic, "You didn't see Meng Jianwan's attitude. If you clearly show it, you don't want to pay attention to you. Why are you saying those words?"

Meng Qiaosen's expression was stunned for a moment, and he rarely put on the airs of his elder brother. "Don't say that, I know you had grudges in the past, but now it's over. Meng Jianwan didn't do anything to hurt people, so don't worry. Speaking of which, everyone is not young anymore, so there is no need to keep holding on to the things they did when they were young."

Meng Weixia laughed out loud, thinking that he was simply unreasonable, so she left with her handbag, leaving him with a beautiful back.

Meng Qiaosen lowered her eyes, perhaps she should consider her father's intentions and let Meng Weixia go abroad to relax. She was determined to be unable to get along with Meng Jianwan.

The relationship was already very stiff, and it became even more stiff if the quarrel continued.

Meng Qiaosen's girlfriend is also a rich daughter. She had heard rumors about the two sisters of the Meng family in the circle before. Now it seems that Meng Weixia seems to be more like the one who ignored her. On the other hand, Meng Jianwan was free and easy, and those young men who had a good time with Song Yu were very friendly to her.

If Song Yu treats her well, she can still say that she is in the eyes of a lover. If she loves someone, she thinks she is good at everything. Those young men don’t have a “lover filter”.

When Meng Weixia walked out of the basketball hall, she saw Sheng Yin walking here with a mop and a bucket, preparing to clean the venue. The girl was wearing an orange T-shirt, white sports trousers, thin waist and long legs, fresh and bright, with a high ponytail that exposed her slender neck, slightly lowered her eyes, and looked gentle and delicate.

To be fair, ignoring her slim aura, her face and figure are much better than ordinary passers-by.

Sheng Yin took a few steps and paused, changed his hand and carried the bucket. He raised his eyes and saw Meng Weixia not far away looking at him. His eyes dodged away, pretending not to see her, he quickly walked past her with his head down.

Meng Weixia curled the corner of her lower lip contemptuously, afraid that she would be like this, so she really didn't know where she got the courage to touch Song Yu under Meng Jianwan's nose.

Wasn't she quite capable when she was delivering water to Song Yu in the basketball hall?

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There was no barbecue game at the party in the evening. Song Yu was the host and booked a high-end club, which integrates meals and entertainment. After eating, he could play a few more games of billiards.

At the dinner table, Song Yu pushed Zhou Muyun's wine over and drank it with a bowl of ginseng soup spoon by spoon, like an elderly cadre.

Yan Bei smiled and his shoulders trembled, "Xiao Ba, what's wrong with you? I remember you didn't drink the last dinner, and this time you didn't drink it. Are you really planning to change your sex?" He raised his eyes and turned his eyes to Meng Jianwan beside Song Yu, smiling without saying a word.

Meng Jianwan raised his eyes and met Yan Bei's gaze, "What do you think of me?"

Yanbei "Isn't you who asked Xiaoba to ban alcohol?"

This was probably the first joke Meng Jianwan heard today. She laughed so hard that she was trembling. She supported her forehead with her left hand and couldn't hold the chopsticks in her right hand.

"Do I look that fierce?"

Meng Jianwan discovered that the outside world had too much misunderstanding about her. In the afternoon, in the club's bathroom, the group of women were afraid of her being afraid of her to death. At present, Song Yu himself did not drink alcohol, but in the eyes of others, she became a tigress and did not allow Song Yu to drink alcohol.

Meng Jianwan's eyes turned and threw the problem to Song Yu. "Don't you plan to explain it?"

After drinking a bowl of stomach-nourishing ginseng soup, Song Yu wiped his mouth and said deeply, "I drank too much during social events some time ago, and I had stomach problems. I can't drink wine in the short term. If you don't believe it, ask Gu Shaoning. He was there when I went to the hospital for examination that day."

Everyone looked at Gu Shaoning together, their eyes full of confirmation.

Gu Shaoning nodded and said seriously, "I can testify about this matter. Xiao Ba's stomach has indeed had problems with drinking, and he has been taking medicine to recuperate recently."

Song Yu "You don't believe what I said, so you must ask Gu Shaoning."

After dinner, the waiter came over to remove the things on the dining table, and everyone moved to the side, playing billiards, playing cards, and sitting on the sofa chatting.

Meng Jianwan went to the bathroom, and when he came back, the private room was lively.

Those afternoons who played basketball didn't want to play billiards, so they gathered to play poker, but Song Yu didn't participate and sat at the card table to watch the game.

Meng Jianwan pulled a club from the shelf by the wall, put it in his hand and weighed it. He picked up a blue pink on the edge of the pool table, wiped it on the head of the club, put down the pink. She bent over and looked at a ball, and hit it out one by one. The white ball hit the red ball and flew out, hitting the edge of the pool table, rolled for half a circle, and accurately entered the ball bag at the corner of the pool table.

"Wow, beautiful!"

The two people watching next to them applauded.

From the moment Meng Jianwan came in, Song Yu's attention was no longer on the card table. He followed Meng Jianwan to the pool table. Seeing that she scored a goal with one shot, she couldn't help but stand up.

Song Yu also took a club from the shelf, walked to Meng Jianwan, and held his hands on the pool table, "Let's play a game?"

Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows and met his gaze, "Okay."

Song Yu took out all the balls in the ball bag, placed them in the middle of the pool table, put them back on a tripod, and then made a gentlemanly gesture to ask Meng Jianwan to kick off the ball first.

The couple is very interested in playing basketball, and gradually, more and more people are watching.

Neither of them plays billiards professionally. Sometimes they make people applaud, sometimes they miss opportunities, and the more they watch, the more interesting they become.

Finally, Meng Jianwan put the ball into the bag first, held the club in his hand, and looked at Song Yu proudly with the pool table. His glasses were dark and bright, and there was a slight provocation, as if he was saying that you asked to fight me first, and if you win, you won't blame me.

"Xiao Ba, what's going on today? You can't play basketball or billiards. Are you hurting your stomach or waist?"

Song Yu leaned against the pool table, holding the table with one hand, "What do you mean? What does it mean that I can't play basketball? You don't know that my opponent is Zhou Laosan. It's good to be able to get the score back in the last ten minutes. If you were the ones, you might not be able to play like this."

Meng Jianwan poked Song Yu with a club, "Can you still beat him?" Men are so childish no matter how old they are, and a big pleasure is mutual damage.

Song Yu "fight."

Song Yu never acts perfunctorily, and the opponent is Meng Jianwan, so he can inspire the opponent's fighting spirit. Meng Jianwan lost one game and felt normal. He played several games with Song Yu, and he always had a relaxed mood.

The party ends around 10 o'clock in the evening. Everyone has something to do tomorrow, so it's not too late.

When I went back, I drove to Song Yu. The sportswear jacket was open, revealing the T-shirt inside. I held the steering wheel in my hand, and the watch reflected light in the dark light.

Meng Jianwan tilted his head to rest, and went crazy for one more afternoon to add one night. She was a little tired now and yawned several times in succession, which attracted Song Yu's attention.

He observed the road conditions in front of him and found that the club where he was gathering tonight was quite close to the company's house. After thinking for a moment, he suggested, "Why do we go back to the apartment tonight?"

Meng Jianwan opened his mouth and yawned halfway through the yawn. He suddenly interrupted it, his eyes filled with water and shiny.

If Song Yu mentioned this before, Meng Jianwan's first reaction would definitely be that he wanted to "do bad things", but she had a period today, and he couldn't do bad things.

"Okay, I'm just a little tired and don't want to mess around anymore."

Meng Jianwan changed his position and rested his head on the other side of the car door. Looking at the man driving, he wanted to praise him for his handsome appearance in his driving. After thinking about it, he was worried that he would float up, so he shut up.

Song Yu took the time to look at her, as if he had noticed something, "Hmm?"

Meng Jianwan "Well, yes, please be careful to drive."

Song Yu "..."

The car drove safely into the community and entered the underground parking lot. The two took the elevator upstairs. Meng Jianwan suddenly remembered that the last time he came here, he was taking care of a drunk man. At the front desk, she met a girl who was negotiating with the property. The girl seemed to look familiar...

It seems to be a sound?

The elevator sounded "ding" and Meng Jianwan was still immersed in his thoughts. Song Yusheng took a step and found that the person next to him was still dazed, and grabbed her hand and pulled out the elevator.

He looked at her with some amusement, "What are you thinking? I was so sleepy that I was in a trance?"

Meng Jianwan blinked, and the light above his head was bright, illuminating the dark corridor. She looked at Song Yu's face and realized that this face was quite popular. Moreover, in a trance, she seemed to remember the joke that Zhao Yichen said, a girl with a huge figure looked at Song Yu with affection.

Song met Meng Jianwan standing still, thinking that she was so tired that she didn't want to walk, so he bowed to her and said in a gentle voice, "Come up, I'll carry you."

"Ah?" Meng Jianwan came to his senses and saw him bent over, but he couldn't hear clearly what he had just said.

Song Yu repeated, "I said, I will carry you."

No need. Meng Jianwan looked at the black metal door at the end of the corridor. She had only been a few steps away. Even though she had her period, she was not so delicate that she needed someone to be in her arms.

Song Yu urged, "What are you still standing there? Come up quickly."

Meng Jianwan looked at the thick back in front of him, and I don’t know if he was anxious or his mind didn’t turn around for a moment, but he obediently leaned forward and lay on his back.

Song Yu held her legs and raised the person up with her back "Why are you in a daze?"

"I'm still talking nonsense."

Meng Jianwan subconsciously blocked his earlobe and pinched his hand, wanting to ask if the girl named Shengyin is interested in you?

After thinking about it, I thought that this question was really pretentious, not her style of conduct.

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Song Xiaoba, this pig!!!

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