The night market is not far from the village, and even if you drive a tricycle for elderly people slowly, it will be less than twenty minutes away.

This place is naturally not as bright as the neon lights and bustling scenery at night in the city, but it is not as lively as the bustling ones.

A long street that costs dozens of meters, can't see the end at first sight. There is a T-junction in the middle. There are paved along the road and everything is sold. The sound of horns for discount activities can be heard from time to time.

Meng Jianwan stored the tricycle with an acquaintance and took Song Yu to buy clothes.

Song Yu's expression was a little resistant. After enduring it for a long time, he still couldn't help but hold Meng Jianwan's wrist: "We want to buy clothes here?"

Meng Jianwan shook his hand away and glanced at him sideways: "What else? Take you to a luxury store?"

Song Yu: "..."

Well, although he knew that the conditions here were limited and it was not realistic to go to a high-end luxury store, it had to be a decent shopping mall at least. But Meng Jianwan went straight to the street stall where two T-shirts were 29 yuan and a pair of socks were given, which made him speechless.

Song Yu stood there blankly.

He racked his brains, but still couldn't figure out how he could go from being an exquisite person wearing Italian handmade suits or luxury brand haute couture suits to a street stall product.

Does Meng Jianwan know that the suit he is wearing is more than 90,000 yuan?

In the midst of his anxiety, Meng Jianwan had neatly selected two T-shirts, one white and the other black, without fancy patterns, and only a few small English letters, which was considered to be in line with Song Yu's temperament.

After picking it up, she held the clothes in her hand and was still bargaining with the stall owner.

Song Yu was shocked. You still bargained for two pieces of clothes for twenty-nine yuan???

Song Yu rubbed his forehead and felt that he needed to stop her behavior: "Wanwan, I won't wear this."

Meng Jianwan looked back at him and said coldly: "Have you brought the money?"

Song Yu touched his pocket and remembered that his wallet and cell phone were placed on the table and did not bring it out. That means that Meng Jianwan could only pay.

Song Yu still wanted to struggle: "Is there a shopping mall nearby? I'll pay you back when I go back."

"No." Meng Jianwan said, "I have the final say on what I paid. Now I will give you two choices, either wear what I bought or be naked."

Song Yu choked for a while and nodded and compromised.

Meng Jianwan turned around and continued to bargain with the stall owner without expression. It took more than ten minutes like a tug-of-war. The stall owner finally agreed to have two yuan cheaper. Meng Jianwan thought he had not performed well, so he put his clothes in the bag and said to himself: "I had known it, I would have bargained in half."

Song Yu pursed the corners of his lips. In fact, he wanted to say that if he had time to bargain, he could earn at least 20 million...

Afterwards, Meng Jianwan bought him pants and underwear with a storm like a wind and clouds. She insisted that she let someone give her a pair of underwear with her forty-nine dollars, and then she saved the money to buy underwear.

What else could Song Yu say? He could only admire Meng Jianwan and promiscuously admire him.

Meng Jianwan did not forget to buy delicious food for his grandma, although this was what Song Yu said. After buying clothes, the two went to the cake shop together and bought a bag of soft cakes. Because they had just taken it out of the oven, they still felt warm and smelled sweet.

When he finished picking up the car and was about to go home, Song Yu said, "You sit in the back and I'll drive it."

Meng Jianwan looked at him and asked distrustfully: "Can you open it?"

Song Yu chuckled, touched the handlebars of the Little Broken Mountain Wheeler, feeling that she underestimated her: "What's the difficulty? You'll learn it after a few more glances. Can it be more complicated than driving a sports car?"

Meng Jianwan didn't argue with him, and got into the car with his long legs. He sat behind and told him, "Don't show off, if you dare to fall, you will die."

"Don't worry, no one can fall you." Song Yu sat in the driver's seat in front, tried the handbrake and footbrake, and started the car with no problem. At the beginning, he was not very used to it. The front of the car was swaying in an S-shaped shape for a while, and gradually returned to the straight line and drove smoothly on the country road.

The sky was already dark, the street lights were not bright, and the faint lights were shook off. There were sparse plants and trees on both sides of the road. Occasionally, fireflies could be seen flying in the jungle.

Meng Jianwan was a little tired and said lazily with his forehead, "Song Yu, I'm serious, when will you go back?"

"I'm serious, I will go back whenever you go back." Song Yu's voice floated from the front, and the same sentence.

Meng Jianwan looked sideways and looked at the man's broad back. The handlebars of the tricycle were adjusted to fit the height of the elderly. Meng Jianwan felt a little awkward when driving, not to mention that Song Yu was tall and long legs, his entire upper body was bent low, and the shirt on his back was tight, so he could see a clear waistline.

"What if I never go back?" Meng Jianwan said.

There was not a single car on the road, and it was too quiet. Song Yu turned around and wanted to see her expression to judge how true or false her words were.

"Damn it, look at the road, what do you think of me?!" Meng Jianwan suddenly screamed.

Song Yu turned around in time, but he was still one step late. The tricycle drove from the middle of the road to the side of the road. Before he could turn the front of the vehicle, he overturned with a clang and fell into the field next to the road.

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Song Yu had long legs and the moment the car overturned, he could actually take a step down easily. He made himself fall to protect Meng Jianwan.

The crops in the fields had long been harvested, leaving only bare land and a bunch of haystacks.

Meng Jianwan was lying in the field and didn't feel any pain. When he reacted, he realized that there was a palm on the back of his head and a hand on his waist, and only his back touched the ground.

She stared at Song Yu in a daze. The man's eyes were deep and clear. He looked panicked and worried when he stared at her. The street light closest to them was also three or four meters away. Through the reflection of the lenses, she could not see the emotions in his eyes, but she felt inexplicably palpitations.

"Start up!" Meng Jianwan turned his head suddenly and his voice rang among the silent fields.

Song Yu pulled out the hand that was placed on her back, and instead pinched her chin, and broke her head back, forcing her to face him.

Meng Jianwan frowned, but saw him lowering his head, his eyes moved down and staring at her lips.

She has always had the upper hand in front of Song Yu. Song Yu was always the one who was at a disadvantage. Over time, she forgot that he was originally a lofty and arrogant man. At this moment, she finally saw clearly the expression in his eyes, which was such a clear aura of aggression.

The two of them were intertwined, and Song Yu's lips were getting closer and closer, and the breath he exhaled became hotter and hotter. When he was about to touch her lips, he was suddenly strangled to the back of his neck.

Meng Jianwan grabbed his neck in the same way as he carried a big rooster, and at the same time hit his elbow on his chest: "Don't you understand what I said?"

"...I understand." Song Yu sighed silently.

He was about to get off Meng Jianwan, but he didn't want anyone to pass by. After hearing the movement, he turned on the flashlight and shone it, and a bright white beam of light hit the two of them.

The two of them narrowed their eyes at the same time, with the same irritable expression on their faces.

Passers-by were shocked and stunned for a long time. After realizing it, they realized that they had disturbed others' good things. They quickly turned off the flashlight and ran away as if they were running away.

Meng Jianwan: “…”

What kind of evil did she commit?

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Xiaoyu: If you give me another chance, I will definitely be able to come here in person.

You dream :)
Chapter completed!