Meng Zhicheng lay on the bed and rolled around beautifully.

"Minjuan, your mattress is so comfortable." He rubbed the air-conditioning quilt covering him again: "This quilt is also so soft." He took the air-conditioning quilt to his nose and smelled it: "It also smells very good!

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Wang Minjuan was about to reply to him, but Meng Zhicheng continued: "After I get married to Xiuwen, I will also buy such a comfortable mattress and such a soft quilt." Not knowing what he thought of, Meng Laoer suddenly grabbed the

He covered his face with the quilt and chuckled.

Wang Minjuan rolled her eyes fiercely, why would she be so soft-hearted and take this idiot home?

"Go to sleep!" Wang Minjuan turned around and was about to go out.

"Wait a minute, Minjuan," Meng Zhicheng suddenly sat up from the bed and stared at the door: "That door can be locked, right?"

Wang Minjuan frowned: "What do you mean? Are you afraid that I will attack you at night?"

In embarrassment, Meng Zhicheng used the air-conditioning blanket to cover himself from the neck down: "Minjuan, although I just learned today that you and Xu Yi are divorcing, I'm really sorry. I really can't accept your feelings..."

Wang Minjuan couldn't stand listening anymore. She was really a sinner. Did she bring him back just to piss herself off?

"Shut up and go to sleep! Even if all the men in the world are dead, I won't want you!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Meng Zhicheng hurriedly called her: "Minjuan, is it really useful if I lock it from the inside? You'd better give me the key to the door."

Wang Minjuan couldn't help but turned around and waved her fist at him: "Do you want to get out?"

Meng Zhicheng shrank his neck in fear: "Okay, okay, okay, I don't want the key, don't be so cruel. As long as you know, even if you beat me to death, I will not give in. No matter what, I will keep my chastity to Xiuwen."

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Wang Minjuan burst into laughter. This was really the funniest joke she had heard in a while. She threw Meng Zhicheng's pillow directly at her: "Chastity? Do you have that thing? As early as Mary's time, your chastity was laid to rest!"

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After coming out of the guest room, Wang Minjuan did not go back to her room. She hugged her legs and sat on the sofa looking at the home she had built. She suddenly felt that it was ridiculous. When she worked hard to decorate it, she never thought that what she built was not a happy marriage.

, but the tomb of marriage. This is a cage she built for herself with her own hands.

"Wang Minjuan, go away!"

Meng Zhicheng's voice suddenly came from the guest room. Although the voice was not loud, in the quiet night, Wang Minjuan heard it very clearly and clearly. What kind of disgusting dream did Silly Top have? She did not have such dirty thoughts towards him.

Wang Minjuan smiled unconsciously. In such a lonely night, Meng Zhicheng gave her some comfort. When she was alone, she was in jail, but when we were two, forget it. She still appeared in his dream, although that dream

Her image in this movie is definitely not very good, but that doesn't matter, at least, there are still people who care about her.

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At dawn, Meng Zhicheng stretched out and came out of the room. He felt that he must not have slept well last night, otherwise he would have suffered from back pain.

Halfway through his yawn, Meng Zhicheng suddenly saw Wang Minjuan sleeping on the sofa. Meng Zhicheng quickly swallowed the other half of his yawn. He returned to the guest room and took out the air conditioner and covered it for her.

Meng Zhicheng knelt on one knee in front of the sofa, his eyes falling on her face. Minjuan seemed to be thinner than before. It must be because Xu Yi wanted to divorce her, so she lost weight. No! Minjuan had a crush on him, Meng Zhicheng.

Emotions must be haggard because of not getting his response.

Meng Laoer was full of apologies in his heart. God is playing tricks on people. He, Meng Zhicheng, only has one person and one body. He cannot bear the blessing of two women. He cannot be sorry for Xiuwen, but can only be sorry for Minjuan.

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Smelling the aroma of scrambled eggs, Wang Minjuan opened her eyes and sniffed her nose hard. It was not a dream, it was real. She immediately sat up from the sofa and found that she was covered with a quilt from the living room. She looked towards the wall again

She glanced at the clock and saw that it was already seven o'clock! She was surprised. She usually woke up at five o'clock, but she overslept today.

Meng Zhicheng came out of the kitchen with a bowl in his hand: "Are you awake? Come over and have breakfast."

This was the first time someone prepared food for her in this home. Wang Minjuan was inexplicably moved. When she was happy, she jumped to the dining table like a child.

"What's delicious?"

Two bowls of clear soup noodles and a small bowl of scrambled eggs. She has a lot of imported ingredients in the refrigerator, so this breakfast is too simple.

Meng Zhicheng knew he was disliked when he saw her expression: "Who said you don't have instant noodles at home? I'm very good at making instant noodles."

Wang Minjuan took the chopsticks from his hand and took a sip of noodle soup first: "Instant noodles are the most unhealthy."

Although the taste of breakfast was as plain as its appearance, she still enjoyed it very much: "I have meat, vegetables and seafood in the refrigerator, why don't you put them in?"

"I don't know how to mess with those things, please." Meng Zhicheng snorted and sucked on the noodles.

"You don't know how to cook? How did you spend those years outside?" Wang Minjuan slowed down: "You and Mary lived together at that time?"

"Don't frame me falsely, I didn't!" Meng Zhicheng almost spat out his noodles when he complained: "There are so many restaurants and you can order takeout, how can I starve to death? If you don't have money, you can just eat instant noodles, there are so many flavors,

Change the food every day."

Wang Minjuan sighed, not because she felt sorry for his hard life: "If it had been anyone else, they would have mastered their cooking skills a long time ago; here with you... hum."

"Everything is about talent. What can I do if I don't have it?" Meng Zhicheng finished his noodles in just two bites.

"What you don't have is not just the talent for cooking." Wang Minjuan felt out of place and gave him the noodles in her bowl.

Wang Minjuan never thought that her kindness would make Meng Laoer worry again. He suddenly stared at her with hesitation, as if he wanted to understand something from her face.

"Look what I'm doing, eating noodles!" Wang Minjuan blushed at his burning gaze.

"Minjuan..." Meng Zhicheng opened his mouth again and again, wanting to say something but not daring to say it.

She was hesitant and didn't look like she was going to say anything nice. Wang Minjuan raised her hand decisively: "If you are going to make those incomprehensible words again, just stop saying them."

"It's not inexplicable, it's just... there's something I can't figure out." Meng Zhicheng rubbed his shoulders and punched his arms. It was really sore: "Minjuan, don't be angry when I asked you. Yesterday

Late, did you sneak into my room?"

"You..." Wang Minjuan almost lost her chopsticks.

Seeing this, Meng Zhicheng thought he had guessed correctly: "Are you really...how can you not keep your word?"

"I..." Wang Minjuan was speechless.

It's over, it's over, Minjuan couldn't hold back her animalistic nature last night. He covered his chest with both hands: "What on earth did you do to me last night?" Didn't he keep his chastity to Xiuwen after all? Meng Zhicheng wants to

Cried.
Chapter completed!