Pan Yue carefully looked at the flowing mustache. If he had tidied it up properly, he would have been able to see it through. So her soft arms wrapped around his neck and whispered softly: "Do you want to be with me forever?
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The mustache became energetic after hearing these words, and the triangle eyes became more excited. But it only lasted for a moment, and he soon calmed down. He had forced her to do so at the beginning, and her attitude towards him before was very different from now. Changes
Could it be that there is a conspiracy behind the sudden death of Pan Yue? The mustachioed man touched Pan Yue's body without changing his expression. The smile on his face was very confusing: "Of course, as a man, I can't let my woman and children have no names."
point."
Pan Yue also knew very well that this kind of veteran would not be easily defeated by her few words, but it didn't matter, she still had time.
"Then let's go get the certificate first! This child is getting older and older, and you don't want others to point fingers at me and criticize this child, right?"
Pan Yue looked at him pitifully with tears in her eyes. A person like Hu Zihu who claimed to have seen the world had to admire this woman's acting skills. Although she knew there was a lot of tricks in it, she still made people willing to do it.
In the afternoon, Pan Yue took her mustache to get her hair styled, had facial beauty treatment, put on decent clothes, and then went to have her teeth cleaned. This operation made the originally rather wretched-looking mustache look a bit more talented.
In the next few days, I took him home and visited his relatives.
"Aunt, this is my boyfriend. I originally wanted to bring him here earlier, but as the boss of the company, he couldn't help himself, so..."
Pan Yue's aunt's eyes lit up when she heard the words 'as a company boss', and interrupted her niece before she could finish her words: "Oh, young people, they have to focus on their career."
After saying that, he enthusiastically took the person to sit down and asked questions. At the same time, he laughed and scolded his son and asked his son to buy good wine and food. Pan Yue sat down and listened quietly to the conversation between the two. His aunt just had a look in her eyes.
She could see all the calculations that were passing by. Her aunt's seemingly concerned words were all trying to find out the details, and her mustache did not disappoint Pan Yue's expectations. There was no leakage in her words, which made her smile even more happily.
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At the dinner table, cups were exchanged, and the family took turns toasting to the mustache. Even the cousin who was not often at home was called back. Speaking of this cousin, her facial features and figure are very Lin Daiyu's weak willow Fufeng, and her acting style is like Wang Xifeng's.
Capable and decisive, Pan Yue thought he was incomparable.
Pan Yue sneered secretly, don't think that she doesn't know what these people are planning. They just want their daughter to replace her after knowing the identity of the boss, so that their family can directly benefit. This plan is really shocking.
Tianxiang. At the beginning, the mustached man just relied on his ability to drink, which he had learned from being in society for many years. However, first the beer came, then the white one, and finally the red one. After a few laps, even the gods couldn't resist it.
"Oh my, my nephew and son-in-law drank too much, right? Miaomiao, why don't you help your cousin-in-law into the room to rest!"
When it was almost done, Li Jinlian winked at her daughter. Pan Miaomiao understood and was about to help her. Pan Yue stepped in front and said with a smile: "It's disrespectful for us juniors to make a fool of ourselves in front of our elders. My niece will be punished right away."
Take it home and teach it a lesson."
How could Li Jinlian let such a good opportunity slip away? She took two steps forward and grabbed the other arm of the mustache and said: "Oh, we are all one family, why should we be so open-minded? I'm afraid my nephew and son-in-law will not be able to walk around like this.
It doesn’t hurt to take a night’s rest at home.”
Pan Yue replied: "We came back suddenly, and my aunt's family has a large population, so she must not have prepared our room, so I won't bother you. We will bother you again when he wakes up. Besides, my place is not far away from here."
Four to five hundred meters, Auntie doesn’t have to worry."
After saying that, he pulled the person away directly. Li Jinlian was furious behind him. Seeing Pan Yue suddenly turning his head to look at her, he immediately put on an amiable look.
When they reached a place where Li Jinlian and the others couldn't see him, his mustache no longer looked as drunk as before. Just now, Pan Miaomiao was wearing a short skirt and kept approaching her, implying that her behavior was disgusting. Although she was not a good person, she was not a good person either.
Therefore, I have some speculations about Pan Yue's situation in this family.
If we say that this summer was the most relaxing and enjoyable, it was Meng Ziyu and Song Jun. The two of them wandered almost all the streets and alleys of the city, especially after inadvertently discovering hidden delicacies or distinctive buildings.
The feeling of satisfaction is indescribable.
Meng Ziyu didn't work overtime for long that day, and it was still dark the day after he came out. Because Song Jun couldn't enter the office building, he waited at the door every time. The food in his hand was delicious today, but he would change it to flowers tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow
It was replaced by a small and exquisite toy. The surprises were different every time, which was why Meng Ziyu came off work three times a day.
After walking around and seeing no one, Meng Ziyu felt a little disappointed. When you get used to having one more person in your life, you won't want to go back to being alone.
"Sister, sister, I'm lost, can you help me find my way home?"
A crab-shaped hand puppet suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sound he made while deliberately pinching his throat made people laugh. Meng Ziyu turned around and saw that Song Jun not only wore a crab headband on his head, but also had a delicate crab pattern painted on his face.
, this look made her burst into laughter.
"Where did you get all this stuff?"
Stopping laughing, Meng Ziyu asked curiously. Song Jun put the hairband on her and said: "When I came over, I saw a skinny little girl of seven or eight years old selling these little girls in the park.
These things were so hot that I asked passers-by over and over again if they wanted to buy them. I couldn’t bear to see them, so I bought them all.”
"Then the painting on your face was also painted by her?"
Song Jun nodded: "The little girl said that she would draw it for me for free in order to express her gratitude to me. You don't know that the little girl is really pitiful. Her parents died young and she lived with her grandma since she was a child. Now her grandma also suffers from her ex-
She fell down and was bedridden for a while, so in order to support the family, she went out to sell some small toys on this hot day."
Meng Ziyu looked at Song Jun with some pity in her eyes. After thinking for a while, she decided not to tell him the truth. Suddenly Song Jun turned around and looked at her seriously and said, "You don't know how distressed I felt when I saw her thin look in the past.
, it is obviously the age when you should enjoy happiness, but you come out to suffer the hardships of life. In order to save some money, your lips are peeling and you are not willing to buy a bottle of water."
Meng Ziyu continued to remain silent. She had met that girl when she first came here, and bought things from her out of sympathy, but...and she was not a girl at all, but a thirty-year-old dwarfism patient, and
This has also become her best means to win public sympathy and sell inferior goods.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Song Jun looked at Meng Ziyu strangely. She usually expressed her sympathy for the protagonist on this kind of thing, but today she was so silent.
"Um...you, have you ever considered what if she is not a girl?"
Song Jun said it was impossible. As a police academy student, he would not be mistaken. Meng Ziyu opened the trunk of the car and saw two large cardboard boxes of toys. He removed the top layer of toys and grabbed one casually.
There was a crackling sound, and Song Jun was silent. Meng Ziyu continued to pick up other toys and pinched them gently. The results were the same as before, and the same was true for the toys in the other box.
"No wonder she didn't let herself search. Is it because she was afraid of exposing her secrets?"
Meng Ziyu asked him: "How much did it cost?"
Song Jun murmured: "Not much, just five hundred."
Giving him a roll of his eyes, Meng Ziyu comforted him: "It doesn't matter. You will gain wisdom after every experience. When you go out into society, you will jump into countless pits. This is nothing."
Parking the car by the river, one person sat on the steps holding a cone, blowing in the wind and watching the sunset. Meng Ziyu's hair was blown by the wind and felt a little itchy on her face. Song Jun turned his head and stared at her.
With an expression of enjoyment, she then moved closer by accident, a little closer, and a little closer. Just when he was about to kiss Meng Ziyu's cheek, she turned her head, and then had an intimate contact with the back of her head. Fresh.
The delicious rose fragrance penetrated into my nostrils, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling that some hot molecules were beating in my body.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Meng Ziyu saw Song Jun's cheeks were red and there was heavy sweat on his forehead, so he wiped it off for him. The cool and soft skin rubbed against Song Jun's face, and his breathing suddenly became rapid and his heartbeat began to accelerate.
"elder sister."
Meng Ziyu looked at Song Jun strangely: "What's wrong?"
Didn't he just eat a cone? Why is his voice so hoarse?
Song Jun looked at her intently: "Sister."
Meng Ziyu: "Huh?"
Song Jun: "Sister."
Meng Ziyu: "What exactly do you want to say?"
Song Jun said seriously: "Sister is the person I want to be with for the rest of my life."
Meng Ziyu thought he would say something earth-shattering, so she curled her lips and said nothing.
"So please date me!"
Meng Ziyu almost choked on her own saliva when she heard this, but thinking about it carefully, she had indeed never been pursued by Song Junzhenger. And she had also acquiesced in the relationship between the two of them as boyfriend and girlfriend from their usual interactions.
Although I have met my parents before, this is the first time I heard such a formal request for dating.
Seeing Meng Ziyu's silence, Song Jun thought she disagreed. Thinking that although the two of them had met their parents, she had never said that she wanted to date him, and there were still many uncertain factors in this.
"That's it?"
Just when Song Jun's heart was sinking a little bit, he heard a sentence that was inexplicable to him. Meng Ziyu looked at him with a look of hatred and said: "Just a cone, you want me to be your girlfriend."
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Song Jun's mind didn't turn around for a moment, and he said dullly: "Then what can I do to make my sister agree?"
Meng Ziyu silently took out a hand cream from her bag and applied it on. It smelled like rose. The smell suddenly made Song Jun's mind clear. He patted his forehead and blamed himself for being confused. The next day
Meng Ziyu received twenty-one roses. The delicate red color made the beauty look rosy, while the person who gave the flowers was smiling innocently.
Meng Ziyu looked at the mermaid moonstone ring on her middle finger and remembered the way Song Jun stood in front of her that day holding a rose and sincerely begging her to date him. He looked a bit like a husky, and his wise eyes made people laugh.
In the days when Song Jun was not around, Meng Ziyu spent every day reminiscing about the happy times in the past. The scenes of them treading water in the park with bare feet and laughing and playing together when it rained; the laughter of chasing the sunset together after get off work; The evening breeze blowing at the roadside stall and the way he walked boldly while carrying the drunken self on his back, taking every step with extra poise; the way he carefully wiped her lipstick when it was stained... all of it emerged one by one. In my mind, it is so ordinary and unforgettable.