Meng Yuan spread his arms and smiled so much that the branches swayed, "Come on."
"I'm teasing you." Shen Qingqing smiled slyly. She wanted to avoid his arm and duck to the side, but she never thought that she would be dragged in front of her by the man as soon as she fell into the water.
His waist was tightly held and he couldn't move.
"Didn't you say take a bath?"
Shen Qingqing poked the tight muscles on his chest, and her cheeks felt slightly hot.
"wash."
The man's voice was low. He loosened his hand from his waist and lifted a handful of hot water to her round shoulders. His slender fingertips followed the water droplets and slid down to her wrist. Then he quickly moved away and received another handful of hot water.
The water wetted her red lips.
Like the cherry fruit stained with water drops after the rain, it is delicate and charming, making people lovable.
The man's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to kiss those two moist, warm lips.
In the hot mist, the man's sweet voice, like the sound of a piano, surrounded her ears.
"Sister, don't you want to hear this? I'll call you."
"elder sister."
"elder sister……"
Shen Qingqing's heart trembled, as if she had returned to the 21st century in an instant.
She is twenty-eight and he is twenty-one.
The chic sister and the young man.
The collision of ice and fire, a different kind of stimulation, made her soul tremble uncontrollably.
Meng Yuan seemed to be aware of her emotional changes and shouted more enthusiastically.
The sound of a sweet, gentle, or overbearing sister rises and ferments in the scalding heat, and then floats in the mountains and forests with the cool spring breeze.
By the time I finished taking a shower, it was already dark.
Shen Qingqing lay down on the grass exhausted, not even bothering to open her eyes.
"I changed my mind and will never come to a place like this again. It's too scary!"
Meng Yuan used his fingers to help her gather her hair, and said with a low smile: "I remember all the food you mentioned, braised chicken feet, braised duck neck, small cakes, small twists..."
"Stop, stop talking. I think I can live here again, but..." Shen Qingqing lazily opened her eyelids and glanced at him, "You must sign a sign in advance: Men and dogs are not allowed to enter."
Meng Yuan laughed dully, "That's a pity. Without me, no one will carry you down the mountain after taking a bath next time."
As he said that, he bent down and picked her up.
Shen Qingqing hooked his neck with one hand and poked his face with the other, "I found that your energy is a bit too strong. Go back and box more, run around, and you can have more energy when you beat that bitch Qi Sheng in the future.
"
Meng Yuan lowered his eyes, his eyes full of smiles, "Okay, listen to my Qingqing."
When the two returned to the place talking and laughing, the two furballs had already finished their quarrel. One was squatting on a big stone, and the other was hanging on the treetop, looking longingly at the direction they left with a look in their eyes.
Than a resentment.
Shen Qingqing looked at the two little ones and asked, "Are you guys going to stop arguing?"
Lazy Ball snorted, "The master has run away, why are you still making a fuss?"
"Hey, you still know that I am your master." Shen Qingqing teased.
"Huh!" Lazy Ball turned around, leaving her with a round butt.
"Meow meow meow!" Daju jumped down from the tree and looked at Shen Qingqing angrily, uniting the front with Lazy Ball for the first time.
Shen Qingqing tilted her head and pretended to be stupid, "Oh, I feel a little hungry. Meng Yuan, are you hungry?"
Meng Yuan smiled and nodded, "Hungry."
"Then let's go home. I want to eat three bowls of rice today."
Lazy Ball rolled his eyes at the backs of the two of them, "Shen Qingqing, you can't do anything, you are the first to forget your loyalty."
"I despise you!"
Shen Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled, but ignored it.
When the two beasts returned to Qi's house, it was completely dark. Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan were not dressed neatly and did not dare to go through the front door, so they sneaked in through the side door.
As soon as I entered, before the door was closed, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the flower bed next to it.
Meng Yuan reacted very quickly. He raised his leg and kicked it, and the black figure that had just emerged fell back.
Ning Youan clutched her chest and screamed: "Brother, don't hit me, I am Ning Youan!"
Meng Yuan's arm that was waving in the air froze, and he picked him up casually, "Sorry, I thought I was being followed."
"No, it's okay." Ning Youan hunched his back and his face turned purple in pain.
Meng Yuan was a little worried: "Are you sure everything is okay?"
"It's really okay." Ning Youan held on to the wall and exhaled several times, looking at the two of them with bright eyes and said, "Are you the two people flying in the air at the door of Chen's house today?"
Shen Qingqing frowned, "How do you know?"
Ning Youan raised his chin and said proudly: "I guessed it. The first time I saw you two, I knew that you two are not ordinary people. How can ordinary people be so good-looking?"
You can wear it a thousand times, but you can never wear it to flatter yourself.
Shen Qingqing's tense mood that had been tense all day was instantly healed, "Young Master Ning is not bad either, everyone is good-looking."
"Hehe." Ning Youan smiled and scratched his head, moved closer to Meng Yuan, and asked in a babbling tone: "Ahem, what, you two are really gods?"
Meng Yuan looked at him pretending to be mysterious, "What do you think?"
"This, I can't guess."
Ning Youan analyzed it clearly: "You are not gods. You can fly. You can fly! But let's say you are gods. How can any god eat three bowls of rice at a meal? This is too down-to-earth."
While speaking, his eyes kept looking at Shen Qingqing.
Shen Qingqing: "..."
Is it her fault that she eats so much?
"You'd better stop guessing and serve the food. I still have three bowls of rice to eat today."
Ning Youan choked, "...Okay, Zhutou, go to the kitchen to get the dishes. For three people, no, for four people, deliver them to the guest room."
The fat and white boy glanced at Shen Qingqing and gave her a thumbs up in admiration.
Shen Qingqing was depressed and turned her head to ask Meng Yuan: "Am I really good at eating?"
Meng Yuan shook his head: "No, normal appetite."
"I feel so too."
That night, Shen Qingqing, who had a normal appetite, showed off three bowls of rice in a row.
Meng Qixue held her chin with her hands and asked her with her big black eyes: "Mother, did you fight with others again today?"
Shen Qingqing drank the soup with a surprised look on her face, "No, why do you ask that?"
Meng Qixue said in a childish voice: "Because every time my mother fights with others, she becomes particularly delicious."
"Ah?" Shen Qingqing didn't know whether to put down the hand holding the drumstick or to put it into her mouth.
"You had a fight today." Meng Yuan winked at her, "Mountain, have you forgotten?"
Shen Qingqing: "..."
It was a real fight.
Ning Youan changed his arm to support his chin, and sat face to face with Meng Qixue opposite her. His eyes were as bright as searchlights, "After scolding that bitch Qi Sheng, you went to fight? How about it? Did you win?
?”
Shen Qingqing almost choked to death on the chicken legs. This question asked...
"We won, of course we won. How could someone as powerful as me lose?"
Meng Yuan put another chicken wing into her bowl and said with a smile: "Qingqing has worked hard in the fight, eat more."
Shen Qingqing grinded her back molars and showed a "kind" smile, "Thank you." This chapter has been completed!