As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 286 Shen Qingqing, you have nothing to say to me?
Chapter 286 Shen Qingqing, you have nothing to say to me?
Shen Qingqing ate this meal with fear, like a child who had made a mistake, for fear of being picked out by his parents for criticism.
But her worries seemed to be unnecessary. Meng Yuan behaved as usual, serving rice and picking up vegetables with natural and smooth movements. He even helped her serve an extra bowl of rice very considerately.
Such luxurious treatment made Shen Qingqing feel even more guilty. After dinner, she said something to Mr. He and slipped back to the bedroom to sleep.
I was still asleep, and when I was drowsy, there was a shadow beside my bed.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Meng Yuan sitting by the bed, looking at her with burning eyes. The lights in the room were dim at night, making his eyes so bright.
Shen Qingqing reached out and tugged on his sleeve, and her voice was soft and soft unconsciously: "Meng Yuan, aren't you going to sleep?"
"Sleep, wait until you have soaked your feet before going to sleep. The water has been brought to you."
"Oh, then I'll get up." Shen Qingqing opened the bed and slowly moved out.
Halfway through, Meng Yuan suddenly reached out and held her shoulders.
Before she could react, the man had already bullied her and pushed her back again.
"Meng..."
After saying just one word, the man kissed her.
Different from the gentleness and calmness of the past, this kiss was obviously a bit domineering and could not be refused.
Shen Qingqing's breathing was erratic and her heartbeat was erratic. His body temperature was rising steadily in the narrow space, making her brain much slower.
Suddenly, her neck hurt. At some point, Meng Yuan moved her lips away and bit her snow-white neck.
His low and hoarse voice came to my ears: "Shen Qingqing, do you have nothing to say to me?"
The hot breath sprayed behind her ears, like an electric current passing through the tip of her heart, making half of her body numb.
Shen Qingqing took a deep breath and answered hesitantly: "Yes, if you have something to say, you get up first..."
Meng Yuan moved away a little and said, "Go ahead."
"I had a fight with someone today and won."
Meng Yuan laughed angrily at her, "The point is winning?"
"This is still very important. If we don't win, I won't be able to see you." Shen Qingqing retorted weakly: "The incident happened suddenly and there was no time to call in reinforcements, so I had to bite the bullet."
Meng Yuan listened to her nervous voice and sighed helplessly. The last bit of anger left in his heart disappeared, leaving only full of heartache and pity.
He squeezed her cold palm, gently rubbed her cheek, and said slowly: "I know you are very powerful and have your own ideas, so maybe I don't need to care."
"But I just can't help but be afraid. I'm afraid that you'll be hurt, and I'm even more afraid that you'll never come back..."
Shen Qingqing stepped forward and kissed his lips, stopping him from continuing, "Meng Yuan, stop talking, I understand."
Outsiders only saw her dashing appearance when she met and killed ghosts, but the people closest to her didn't care about that at all. They only cared about whether she would be injured and whether she could return safely.
This is the difference between caring and not caring.
She didn't want the people who cared about her to be scared and sad, so she felt guilty and incoherent when facing Meng Yuan.
Meng Yuan put his arms around her shoulders and distanced the two of them, his eyes as bright as stars, "I will rest at home for the rest of the time, and let me get married to a healthy bride, okay?"
Shen Qingqing nodded solemnly, "Okay."
"Come down and wash your face." Meng Yuan pulled her up.
"Huh? Isn't it a foot bath?"
Meng Yuan touched her rosy cheeks and chuckled: "Then you have to wash off the makeup on your face first."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
It's her who is trying to hide the truth.
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For the next period of time, Shen Qingqing stayed at home to recuperate, but she had to plan the decoration of her new home and supervise Meng Qixue's design of new clothes, so she didn't feel bored.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the dress contest. In order to support Meng Qixue, not one member of the Meng family was left behind.
On the way, Meng Qixue's chatterbox broke out again. She hugged Shen Qingqing's thigh and kept talking: "Mom, what should I do if I don't get first place? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?"
"Mother, how should I praise the boss so that he will give me the pile of cloth?"
"..."
Shen Qingqing patiently answered some of her strange questions. After finally calming down for a while, he heard her holding her chin and asking: "Mom, what if the boss of the competition thinks that I am too young and doesn't let me participate in the competition?"
What to do?"
Shen Qingqing: "..."
After asking for a long time, why did you run back to the starting point?
She held the little girl on her lap, pinched her cheeks, and comforted her: "Don't worry, your boss will definitely let you compete."
"Why?"
Meng Qiyun raised his fist and said in a domineering voice: "Because we will beat anyone who dares to block your way!"
"Yeah, eldest sister is so powerful!" Meng Qixue was so happy that her eyebrows flew away.
While talking and laughing, the family finally arrived at the competition venue.
The competition location was set in a wasteland in the north of Ningyang County. The area was quite large, about four or five acres, and even so, it was fully occupied by people from all walks of life.
Looking at the endless flow of people as far as the eye could see, Meng Qixue was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. "Wow, there are so many people, mother, I'm starting to get scared!"
"Don't be afraid. It doesn't matter if he gets a prize or not, just rush and that'll be it!"
"Sister, don't be afraid. In my second brother's heart, you are the best...the best!"
Meng Qiyu said a lot of "most" in succession, almost suffocating himself and fainting.
"Okay, let me come on then."
Meng Qixue clenched her fists and silently cheered herself up.
After parking the carriage, a waiter came over to guide the way, "Due to the limited space, the contestants followed me to the shed in the middle to register, while the rest went to the side to sit and rest."
Meng Qixue subconsciously grabbed the corner of Shen Qing's clothes and said, "Mother, come with me."
"Okay, I'll go with you." Shen Qingqing held her hand, looked back at Hongying, "Let's go."
The waiter looked at Meng Qixue and stopped them, "The adults can just go, the children can wait over there."
"She is the contestant, we are just accompanying her."
Shen Qingqing gave a simple explanation and led Meng Qixue away.
The guy was stunned for a moment, looked at the three people's backs and scratched his head, are all the kids these days so awesome?
Coming to the competition at the age of three?
When he was three years old, he was still wearing crotchless pants and playing in the mud, right?
In front of the shed in the center of the venue, there were contestants queuing up to register their information. Many of them were business acquaintances, and the conversation was quite lively.
Shen Qingqing, Meng Qixue and Hongying waited in line for a while, and finally reached the front of the line after about a stick of incense.
The person in charge of registering information was a short, fat, middle-aged man. He was not tall, but his voice was quite high. When he heard that the contestant was a three-year-old child, he immediately started shouting: "Although our boss does not specify the age of the contestants, you are going too far.
Right? What’s the point of sending a three-year-old child here?”
He called everyone around him. Some people thought it didn't matter. The clothes are good, so what does it have to do with competitors?
But some people were not happy and felt that a three-year-old child was disrespectful to them, so they started shouting. This chapter has been completed!