She is a few years older than them, but her baby face and sunny temperament make people often overlook her actual age. She speaks authentic Shanghai Mandarin, and speaks very quickly, like pouring beans, ah...ala...
.Chopping rice...you are good at chopping, so you can cut it in from time to time.
Her eyes are big and round, shining like a lantern filled with water, emitting a warm light when she looks at people. From her eyes, you can clearly see the affection in her heart. She is very
Love her little husband, Mo Qingchen.
The cheerful personality developed over many years abroad and the nature of women finally made them have such an unforgettable encounter.
"Nong, you're so good-looking..." Cai Huafen exclaimed when she first saw Gu Mengmeng in military uniform.
Mo Qingchen held his wife's white and soft fingers and reminded her: "Xiaohua, you have to speak Mandarin."
Cai Huafen chuckled and apologized to Gu Mengmeng sheepishly: "I'm really sorry...ah...wrong, I'm really embarrassed and didn't think about it."
Gu Mengmeng smiled sincerely. "I understand Sang (Shanghai) dialect..."
Cai Huafen's eyes lit up, and she immediately smiled and stretched out her hand to Gu Mengmeng. "Nonghaofa!"
She smiled and shook hands with Cai Huafen, expressing her gratitude for her hospitality.
The two of them left Mo Qingchen aside and chatted in Shanghainese. Later, the waiter came to remind everyone to order, and Cai Huafen pinched Mo Qingchen's face and said in a pretentious tone: "Slowly, Mududu."
What to do! It’s so easy to order!”
Gu Mengmeng couldn't help laughing when she saw Mo Qingchen being held captive by his wife.
No one mentioned the past during the meal, and the warm and natural atmosphere made the guests and hosts enjoy themselves.
Before leaving, Cai Huafen took Gu Mengmeng's hand and said, "Thank you."
Gu Mengmeng said: "I want to thank you."
"After you return to Beijing, please bring Mr. Nong to Baixiang (come and play with me)"
"Great!..."
The two hugged each other, Gu Mengmeng shook hands with Mo Qingchen, and she sincerely sighed: "Mo Qingchen, maybe you should really thank me for missing you back then."
His eyes were filled with happiness.
Nodding heavily, he hugged his wife and said, "Thank you, Gu Mengmeng! Forgiving me for my persistence back then."
They looked at each other and smiled, scattering the fleeting moonlight in the autumn wind of the night...
The train enters Beijing Station.
She carried her small suitcase and followed the crowd towards the exit of the station. Her slightly tired face showed a bit of confusion mixed with the hustle and bustle of the city.
Checked in and left the station.
Next to me was an ethnic minority woman carrying a child on her back. She was also holding two large bags in her hands. The strap around her neck may have been of poor quality because it broke while walking.
She screamed.
The contents of the bag fell to the ground and flew away.
She put down the big bag in panic and squatted on the ground to pick up the dropped items. Judging from the situation, it must be something very important, because the woman was anxiously begging the people next to her to help her in Tujia dialect that she could not understand.
The surging crowd was indifferent.
Some people saw it but avoided it, while others stepped on it as if they hadn't seen it.
Gu Mengmeng stopped.
Ignoring the crowds of people leaving the station behind me, I squatted on the ground to help her pick up the dropped items.
There are documents, some loose money, and many beautifully made handicrafts.
She greeted the minority woman with gestures and told her not to panic and that she would help her.
The woman's eyes lit up when she saw the military green she was wearing, she said something, and then she accelerated her search for the lost items.
Just when they were about to be found, for some unknown reason, a wave of migrant workers suddenly appeared at the exit of the station.
Most of them were tall and powerful, carrying heavy luggage and running rampant.
Gu Mengmeng and the woman carrying the child were still squatting on the ground, unaware of the huge danger coming from behind.
It's too late, it's too late.
A tall and handsome figure rushed over, grabbed a sliding isolation fence, and quickly inserted himself between the migrant workers and Gu Mengmeng.
In just a few seconds, the danger is over.
The crowd of migrant workers followed the fence and bypassed the two men who were squatting on the ground cleaning things, and rushed to their new lives.
Conway's hands and forehead were covered with thin beads of cold sweat.
His silly girl.
It never gave him any peace of mind.
Gu Mengmeng picked up the broken backpack from the ground, but a pair of clean, long, well-jointed hands took it away faster than her.
He looked up in astonishment.
What caught his eye was a pair of beautiful eyes that were even deeper than Haizi's.
Her lips pursed and she said nothing.
He looked at her, picked up the backpack in his hand, and using some method, he repaired the straps in a short while, put the things together into the backpack, and handed it to the ethnic minority woman who thanked her profusely.
He and Gu Mengmeng led the woman to a safe place to take inventory, and then he removed the barrier he had just used to save her life and restored it to its original state.
Gu Mengmeng looked at the commotion around her, her face turned pale, and she didn't say a word for a while.
Later, her suitcase was held in Conway's hand.
Later, her hand was gently held by him.
He opened the door at home to pick her up. He said he had gone home last night.
Got in the car.
She sat silently in the passenger seat. Conway looked at her, sighed, and fastened her seat belt for her.
He didn't say anything more, he sat up and was about to start. Unexpectedly, she suddenly hugged him from the side.
She buried her face deeply in his chest.
Smelling his breath, which she missed all the time, she couldn't help but want to cry.
"You-----you big fool..." she whined.
His eyes flashed slightly, he lowered his chin, rubbed her hair, patted her back with his fingers and said, "Well, I was tortured by you."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I'm just teasing you, why do you believe it all...ignore me and even ask Director Liu to spy on me..."
He coughed in embarrassment and said, "Hey...that matter is over now, don't mention it anymore."
"No! I have to mention it, I have to mention it..."
She raised her face and wanted to argue, not wanting to be sucked into her mouth by his suddenly pressing hot lips...
"Uh huh..." Her beatings became increasingly weak and gradually turned into moans.