Walking upstairs and coming to Su Mengdie's room.

Su Meiyu was about to knock on the door, but she heard something coming from it.

Yes, yes...

"Mengdie is sick, right?" Others don't know, but Su Meiyu knows very well that Su Mengdie is the kind of person who has a little bit of a disease and would rather delay it and let it heal itself than go to the hospital.

Su Meiyu has taught Su Mengdie many times in this regard. Obviously, the girl still didn't listen to her words.

Hold the door handle?

When is it time to knock on the door?

Press the door handle directly and walk in, "Dream..."

"Ah! Sister!" Su Mengdie hurriedly pulled the quilt over and covered her body.

"Uh..." This scene was indescribably embarrassing.

To be honest, Su Meiyu once saw this kind of scene in campus-themed movies.

But the relationship is about the son and the mother.

So this is the feeling?

"Sister, why don't you knock on the door when you come in?" Su Mengdie buried her face deeply, and didn't dare to lift it up, looking directly at Su Meiyu.

"I'm afraid that you will get hot in the room and plan to ask you to go out for a swim together," Su Meiyu explained.

"I have air conditioning in my room, so why is it so hot?" Su Mengdie couldn't find it, so what should I say.

Su Meiyu planned to leave, but her feet were not yet settled, so she took them back.

If this matter is not handled properly, it will probably be as embarrassing as it is now in the future.

So she came to the bed and sat down.

Why not leave?

Without looking at it, Su Mengdie also knew that Su Meiyu was sitting beside her.

Embarrassing, especially embarrassing.

Su Mengdie wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it, and she would never show up.

"Mengdie, you don't have to be embarrassed. Everyone is adult and not children anymore. It is normal to have this kind of demand."

"..." Su Mengdie.

Seeing that this seemed to be unable to convince her, Su Meiyu simply made it clear, "Actually, I will do this occasionally."

"What? Sister, you didn't lie to me?" Hearing this, Su Mengdie raised her head in disbelief and looked at Su Meiyu.

"Why should I use this kind of thing to deceive you?" Su Meiyu was a little amused, "You don't even look at how old I am? When others are at your age, children can make soy sauce. It's not like you and me, and they haven't finished the world yet."

"So, as I said so, isn't it..." Su Mengdie said halfway.

"Then I don't know." Su Meiyu shook her head.

She really couldn't imagine that Su Qingyue would do such a thing.

I always feel... it's so inconsistent, it's completely inconsistent with her usual image as a strong woman.

But if you think about it carefully, Su Meiyu had never thought that Su Mengdie, who had always been the most indifferent to men, would do such a thing.

"Sister, you must not reveal this matter. If others know about it, I will be shameless to see others." Su Mengdie asked.

"Don't worry, you don't know how strict my mouth is. When you were eighteen years old, I hadn't told anyone that you stole my mother's underwear to wear."

"Sister, how long ago has it happened? Why do you still remember it?" Su Mengdie's pretty face became more and more blushing.

The dusty memory was opened again.

When she was eighteen years old, Su Mengdie officially started to publish the little Huangwen with the pseudonym Meng. She just wanted to experience what lace feels like, so it is more realistic when writing.

Who would have thought that before he could even look in the mirror, Su Meiyu was caught in it...

"There is no way, I want to forget, but I really can't." Su Meiyu smiled bitterly.

"Sister, if you don't talk about this, can I ask you a question?" Su Mengdie changed the subject.

"What's the question? You ask." If you want to do it normally, Su Mengdie should not confirm it with her.

Su Meiyu was very curious about what questions she would ask.

"What do you think of Xiaowei?" Su Mengdie asked.

Su Meiyu was slightly stunned and said, "It's very sunny, very handsome..."

"Sister, you know that's not what I asked." Su Mengdie interrupted.

"Why do you suddenly mention this kind of thing?" Su Meiyu dodged her eyes.

"Just just curious."

"Then I'm also very curious, what do you think of Xiaowei?"

"Sunny, handsome..."

"Hmm?" Su Meiyu frowned and looked at her eyes.

"Forget it, I'm not curious." This question is no longer necessary to explain with an obvious answer. Everyone has a scale in their hearts.

One is a novelist, and the other is an actor. It would be too unreasonable to be able to see through such things.

"Go down to swim together. You won't update the novel anyway. You're lying in the house, so how can you be soaked in the water?" Su Meiyu stood up and said to Su Mengdie.

This matter is completely overturned.

"Yeah, I'll change my swimsuit."

"Okay, I'll wait for you below." Su Meiyu walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

When I returned to the downstairs, I found that the glass of iced watermelon juice had been drunk and the toilet door was closed. I could probably guess who did it.

Back at the pool, I didn’t see Chen Wei’s voice.

She didn't think about those things, and so many things happened, she planned to jump into the swimming pool and cool down her brain.

But before that, you still have to do a good job of stretching.

I have suffered a loss once, and Su Meiyu has no reason to be so stupid as to eat it again...

After coming out of the toilet, Chen Wei happened to meet Su Mengdie.

Seeing her wearing a swimsuit, you could probably guess where Su Meiyu had just gone.

"Sister, why are you doing with your bed sheets? Isn't it enough to let the maids do such a thing? I'll help you..." Chen Wei stretched out his hand.

"I'll do it myself!" But Su Mengdie took a clever step and avoided it.

"Sister, why do I feel like you are very nervous?" Chen Wei deliberately kept it in hiding, "You shouldn't..."

Swallowing, turning off the washing machine freezes.

It won't...

"You wouldn't have said anything bad about me in front of your second sister, right?" Chen Wei looked at Su Mengdie, and looked like he was guilty.

"How is it possible? I'm like someone who will vomit anything outside." Turning off the washing machine and pressing the switch, Su Mengdie not only breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that I am worried too much.

No matter how well Chen Wei writes novels and has rich imagination, he will never think of that aspect, right?

It would be a bit exaggerated to really do such a thing.

"Xiaowei, go and go out to swim." Su Mengdie said relievedly.

Being able to keep the secret makes her feel relaxed now.

"What are you doing?" Su Mengdie asked in confusion when she saw Chen Wei squatting on the ground and carrying her on her back.

"What's the drop here? It's quite sticky. Is it so good toner?"
Chapter completed!