"Looking at you, you're like a cat who steals fishy food. If you like to drink, have another glass." He was talking about her drinking juice. She was shocked and confused. She didn't know if he had discovered something and said that, or just the way she just drank the juice. She always felt that his eyes on him were too sharp and hot, and she pretended to be nothing but apart as usual.

Meng Jieran rarely drinks juice. Today, he also drinks juice with rare taste. He found that it tastes pretty good, at least it tastes better than he thought. He deliberately sent two more glasses to him.

"Meng Jieran, thank you for your dinner." After using the meal, she wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue and said slowly.

Meng Jieran's pupils became very fast and quickly converged: "Qingning, if you really want to thank me, just kiss me."

Through the table, he turned his face, and the smile on her face gradually faded, and the fingers under the table were tightly clasped: "In our current relationship, it seems that it is not suitable for these."

"A husband-friendly woman, Qingning, you don't know it yet. I don't care about this at all."

"But I care, so Meng Jieran, don't force me." Perhaps her eyes were too bright, which made Meng Jieran's words change again, or perhaps because she had a good attitude towards him today, so why not follow her a little.

"If I don't force you, will you come back to me?"

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go back."

She was obviously avoiding this topic, and Meng Jiran didn't ask any more. She opened the door and went out with her. She was carrying a bag in her hand and a coat in her arms. When she was wearing clothes, she naturally wanted to take over the bag in her hand and was avoided. She carried the bag in one hand and the clothes were gloves.

Meng Jieran's steps were two steps behind, and he looked at her slim figure under the light before following.

This time he still sent her downstairs to the previous apartment. When he came back, he drove. After the car stopped, he lowered the window and asked her to agree to light a cigarette.

When did Meng Jieran smoke the most violently? I vaguely remember it. It was just in the past few years. If he didn't smoke one when he got addicted to smoking, he would feel uncomfortable all over. However, this feeling has not been felt for a long time. He has quit smoking for a while, but he particularly wanted to smoke one tonight.

"Qing Ning, I have always had a question to ask you, why didn't you ask me why I got engaged to Wei Yian and why I was disengaged?"

Meng Jieran took a sip of cigarette after asking, and then quietly waited for her answer, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear her answer. She subconsciously looked over. She was staring at the high-rise building in front, her eyes empty, and she didn't blink for a long time. When he thought his problem was to be humiliated by himself, she lowered her eyelids and her voice was faint: "Meng Jieran, ask me why I didn't ask, and have you ever said it on your own initiative?"

"You are right, I am wrong first. Do you want to listen to what I have done in the past few years?" His tone suddenly became pleasant.

Meng Jieran seemed to be trying to open her heart tonight. She subconsciously held her breath, looked to him sideways, adjusted the camera and the tape recorder in her bag, and had an impulse in her heart that was about to break through her chest, and the hand in her bag was tightly held.

"Next time, it's too late tonight. Go back and have a break early." Meng Jieran took a breath and looked at the floor where she lived. The dark window was dyed with cold colors, and then she smiled happily, not continuing the topic just now.

Her palms were full of sweat. She got out of the car with her bag. Meng Jiran leaned against the car, watching her walk up step by step, and then watched the lights on the floor above, and then got in and left.

The lights in the room poured down from the top of the head, spreading quietly on the ground and on the body, and a faint halo on the bead was beautiful at this moment.

Mu Lianghe pressed her on the door without saying a word, almost kissing her in a chewing way. Her tongue was numb under his attack, and the pleasure was mixed with pain. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to break free from his strong breath. Mu Lianghe locked her hands on her head, pressing her feet against her moving feet, causing her to fall into his arms and cover her breath.

More than 600 words are omitted here. The young master has changed it four or five times, but he still has to modify it by sending a text message. In the end, he had to delete it all. The master who bought the chapter left his email address and I'll send it to you.

"Chief, won't we go back?"

Turning on the light and seeing Mu Lianghe here really surprised her. She liked to see him nervous about her. He Jiamin once said that this was all pretentious.

"If you don't go back, it's good to change places occasionally." He rarely says such explicit words, which shows that today is abnormal.

It's getting late now, and Mu Lianghe doesn't want to waste time on unnecessary roads, and her own fire has been picked up by her. She feels so tense that she feels uncomfortable. She just wants to press her under her.

Mu Liang and violently kicked open the bedroom door. In Xie Qingning's opinion, the kick was very domineering and chic, shouting in his arms the word "dominate"

More than 500 words have been omitted here. The young master just received a text message in the system and needed to modify it, so he had to omit it. The old rules are to leave an email or add a group number.

He asked him to go down and get it. As soon as he moved, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly stopped, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Lianghe's passion was interrupted, very depressed and uncomfortable. She held her hand and slid down. The ringtone of the cell phone rang again. This time, Mu Lianghe, who had no words, stepped out of bed. When she saw the caller ID above, she even had the intention of killing people. She threw the phone directly onto the bed, not gentle at all. She lay on the side and was slightly stunned when she saw the caller ID above. She looked at Mu Lianghe and connected.

"Qingning, throw your scarf in my car, I'll send it to you tomorrow." The room was very quiet. Mu Liang and he stood naked on the edge of the bed. There was only an extremely dim wall lamp in the room. He was hidden in the light and could not see the expression on his face. However, he undoubtedly listened to Meng Jieran's words without missing a word. He stepped onto the bed with obvious displeasure and pressed her on the bed. His big hand was heavy on her, tweaking her part, making her almost moan and moan.

"Well, it's okay, I'll get it myself."

"Okay, have a break soon."

"Well, so do you."

She said a few short sentences tremblingly. Every time she said a word, Mu Lianghe's big hands created circles of passion on her body. After she hung up the phone, he rushed in from behind, and her body trembled, making her trembling even harder.

All night, Mu Lianghe was changing his style, comparable to the young boy who had just started, and had just started to play. Since she answered Meng Jieran's call, she knew that he was eating the wrong one. She admired his appearance very much, so she indulged him so that she couldn't get up the next morning.

Her whole body seemed to be crushed, and her bones were removed. The bones were so sore that they were wrapped in a quilt that they refused to get up. Mu Lianghe put on her clothes and stood in front of the bed with a refreshing look. She seemed to be about to start scolding her again. She waited for his next words, but after waiting for a long time, he opened the cabinet and took the clothes for her, "Get up, we have to go to my mother's side today."

"I can't get up, my whole body hurts."

Mu Lianghe frowned, pulled the quilt and reached in. She immediately wrapped the quilt and rolled inside. Mu Lianghe didn't touch anyone and knelt on the edge of the bed, looking a little nervous: "Let me see, are you injured?"

He did pass a little last night.

"It's okay, you put on my clothes and I'll get up." She became more and more greedy, but this pole was also given by Mu Lianghe.

Mu Lianghe suddenly laughed and stared at her face, which was sleeping with red cheeks. She really took the clothes and pretended to put them on her. She was not ashamed, and she lifted the quilt and really let him wear them.

Mu Liang and the big and thick man were all the same. They didn't even put the underwear on the woman. They buttoned the buttons several times but didn't. Their face turned slightly red, and their hands shook gently. When they touched her back, they shivered. She noticed a secret smile while covering her mouth.hf();
Chapter completed!