After a while, the door was opened, and Man Ningning walked to the living room and looked at Meng Yajing holding the red umbrella, with water drops dripping down.
"That was your mother just now?" Man Ningning said softly.
Meng Yajing lowered her head, her whole body froze, raised her head, and smiled helplessly: "Did you see it?"
Man Ningning nodded: "Since your mother is here, why don't you ask her to come up and sit for a while? Or, let her know that you are living a good life here?"
"No need, I don't want to be embarrassed." Meng Yajing closed the door and glanced at the breakfast on the table, "Why don't you eat it? Maybe it's already cold."
Man Ningning stood on the spot, frowning slightly, "She is your mother, why do you say that about her?"
"She came to ask me for money." Meng Yajing's voice was very calm and calm.
"Ning Ning, it's not my power. It's that sometimes there is a mother like this... I would rather not have it." The voice became more helpless as it went on. Meng Yajing sighed, her smile a little cold: "Maybe, you look at
I will feel sympathy. But, I won’t.”
Man Ningning stared at her silently, only to hear her say again: "She already asked me for money last time, and now she wants to ask me for money again. Am I just an ATM?"
"You also saw her look like that. I really can't believe why my mother is so old-fashioned? Even if you have nothing to do with your mother, at least she won't be so old-fashioned, right?"
Meng Yajing's eyes flashed with disgust. When she raised her eyes, she suddenly thought of something and said quickly: "I'm sorry, Ningning. I...I didn't mean to say that..."
With an apologetic voice, she walked over and took Man Ningning's hand, "I'm sorry, Ningning. I really didn't mean to say that, I just..."
"It's okay." Man Ningning's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, Jun Yun stood behind him, looking at her silently.
"However, Meng Yajing, you must know that you are much luckier than me. At least your mother has never left you. I am different from you..."
Man Ningning looked at Meng Yajing and smiled vaguely: "No matter what, I hope you can treat your mother well."
Meng Yajing nodded, "I understand."
The air became silent. Junyun stepped forward and smiled warmly: "I'm a little hungry. I wonder how Meng Yajing's craftsmanship is progressing?"
He picked up a fried dough stick and ate it, "Yes, it tastes good. Ning Ning, why don't you try it?"
Man Ningning looked at Meng Yajing intently and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Yes." Meng Yajing smiled, "By the way, I bought vegetables when I went out just now, and I will make hot pot for you at noon."
"It seems that I came at the right time." Jun Yun said with a smile.
In the evening, when Junyun finished his meal and left, his cell phone rang.
He glanced at the number and saw that it was Pan Qin calling. He hesitated for a while, but still didn't answer it and just let it ring.
Driving back to the company, Junyun saw the figure sitting on the sofa in the lobby at a glance. However, he walked straight to the elevator.
"Jun Yun." With a sweet voice, Pan Qin got up from the sofa and walked over.
"Just now, I called you. Why didn't you answer the phone?" She refused and continued to ask.
Junyun glanced at her lightly, and when he walked to the elevator, he stopped and asked, "What can I do for you?"
"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Pan Qin looked at his handsome face and felt a little dissatisfied, "Even if it's an ordinary friend calling you, would you still ask someone like this?"
"You are different from them." Junyun pressed the button for the elevator, the door opened, and he strode forward and walked into the elevator. Pan Qin followed him and also walked into the elevator.
"You know, I miss you." In the space between the two of them, Pan Qin suddenly hugged Junyun, her charming face as beautiful as a blooming flower, "I have been waiting for you at your house today, and my aunt still
Said you would go home for dinner."
"I have something to do today, so I didn't go home." Jun Yun glanced at his bright red fingertips and opened her hand, "This is a company, please pay attention to your image."
"Anyway, no one is working at this time." Disdain flashed across her beautiful eyes, and Pan Qin suddenly asked: "Did you go to see her again today?"
"She is my girlfriend, so of course I want to meet her." Jun Yun's voice was a little cold, with a hint of displeasure.
The elevator door opened, and Jun Yun walked to his office, "I have to work overtime at night, so I don't want to disturb you. You can go back."
"No." Pan Qin followed behind him, walking at a pace of Ana.
Junyun remained silent and stopped talking to her. He pressed the code on the office door. When the door opened automatically, all the lights came on.
The transparent glass windows are covered with pitter-patter water drops, flowing from top to bottom, reflecting the cold light outside and reflecting the clear luster.
When Pan Qin walked into the office, she acted as if she were the hostess here. She turned on the heater, took off her coat, and even threw her pair of high heels somewhere.
"Actually, you must be quite lonely sleeping here every day, right?" She sat on the sofa, losing her usual elegance and nobility in the eyes of outsiders.
Over the years, she has been accustomed to revealing her true face in front of Jun Yun, and she has never been pretentious.
Junyun took the file beside him, looked at the high-heeled shoes under the rotating chair, frowned slightly, leaned down and lifted the high-heeled shoes with his fingers, walked to the sofa, and looked at Pan Qin condescendingly. The fair-skinned Junyan was a little unhappy.
"This is the office, could you please take care of yourself?"
Pan Qin pursed his lips, "Why are you angry?"
She stood up from the sofa and suddenly put her arms around Junyun's neck, "But no matter what, you will only belong to me soon."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jun Yun wanted to pull her hand away. But Pan Qin hugged her tighter, stood on tiptoes and approached his face, and gently opened her fragrant red lips: "Auntie said, no matter where your heart is wandering
Where. After the Chinese New Year this year, she will announce our relationship to the outside world."
His dark eyes narrowed tightly, and there was a trace of anger on Junyun's face: "As long as I don't agree, there will never be anything between us."
With a cruel heart, he pulled Pan Qin's hand away and threw her on the sofa.
"Why do you treat me like this? How am I not worthy of you?" The mist filled the air, and tears flashed in his eyes. Pan Qin stared deeply at his slightly angry profile, bit his lip, and asked softly: "I want to know what she has.
How wonderful? Am I not at all comparable to her? No matter in terms of family background or status, how can she compare to me? "
"This has nothing to do with status or money." Jun Yun's voice became colder and no longer as gentle as before.
Pan Qin looked at him, smiled coldly, and shook his head in disbelief, "It doesn't matter? What do you mean it doesn't matter? I really don't know where she confused you?"
"This is between me and her, don't talk anymore." When Jun Yun looked at Pan Qin, he found that she had taken off her top, revealing her better figure and smooth skin, which looked seductive under the light.
people.
"What are you doing?" Jun Yun avoided looking, "Quickly put your clothes on for me."
"I won't wear it." She came over, took Junyun's hand, and pressed it on her breasts. "As long as she can give you satisfaction, I can also give you satisfaction."
Junyun wanted to withdraw his hand, but Pan Qin held on tightly, "Why are you avoiding it? Or are you already ready to make a move?"
"You can go back." Jun Yun turned his face sideways, looking at the fusion of darkness and light outside, "I don't want to go back, I want to be your woman here." Pan Qin took his hand and caressed her body,
The skin is smooth and every inch is attractive.
Jun Yun frowned, flicked his hand, withdrew it, and said coldly: "You are just making us go further and further apart. If you still want our relationship to be the same as before, then you can
Put on your clothes and get out of here."
Her slender and beautiful figure was faintly reflected on the transparent glass. Her black underwear covered her plump breasts, and her long hair was spread seductively, like a fairy at night.
If it were another man at this moment, he would have been unable to wait.
Pan Qin lowered his hand, squatted down and picked up the clothes on the ground, smiled, "I will not go back, I will live here from today on. I want everyone to know that I am your woman."
After that, she had already walked to the inner room. As she walked, she had already taken off her pants, and her slender legs were reflected diagonally on the ground.
There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. Junyun sighed helplessly, walked to the revolving chair, leaned his head on it, looked at the ceiling, and closed his eyes.
When Pan Qin walked from the bathroom to the office, she was wrapped in a bath towel and her long hair was wet. She wiped her hair with a white towel and said, "If you want to sleep, why don't we come together."
Junyun opened his eyes and glanced at her, "Are you really planning to live here?"
"What do you think?" Pan Qin raised his eyebrows, and his face looked more delicate. Jun Yun's face was expressionless and he said lightly: "In that case, then you can live here."
He got up and walked outside.
Pan Qin looked at his figure with mist in his eyes, "If you want to leave, then she..."
"What do you want to do?" Jun Yun turned around, with anger hidden in his brows and cold eyes, "I warn you, if you want to do anything to her, I will be rude to you."
Pan Qin's heart was startled by his tone, but she still smiled softly: "Looking at how nervous you are, how could I do anything to her? But, I think we can have a good talk."
"What do we need to talk about?" Jun Yun looked at her with a cold expression on his lips.
Pan Qin shrugged his shoulders, "Don't say that, I will be very sad." She walked over and looked into the deep eyes. The coldness in her pupils made her feel sad.
I have never thought that the love I want is actually a kind of negotiation and a kind of luxury.
"As long as you give me half a year, try to like me and accept me slowly. If, after half a year, you still can't like me, I will take the initiative to quit and wish you two to grow old together."
She walked closer to him and slowly leaned on his shoulder, "It only takes half a year for you to try to like me. Even if I beg you, if you don't like me by then, I will find a way to persuade my aunt."