A group of people came out of the nightingale. When the wind outside was blown by the wind, Leng Jie, who was irritable and cursed along the way, also woke up a little. He had a gloomy face and held it in for a long time and said, "Brother, I want to kill that bastard Zhang Xiaofeng."
Qianjun nodded and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Xiaofeng openly provoked. It seems that the leader of the Chinese alliance gave him a lot of courage. For such a jumping clown, we naturally have to step on them. Not only do we step on them, but also on all kinds of steps.
He trampled to death with ruthlessness.”
Zhang Ke interrupted behind his butt, "Brother Leng San, the old ghost is dead. How are you going to explain to Xie Yang? You pulled the old ghost to your side at that time, but it was borrowed. Will Xie Yang get angry?"
"Damn it! It's not open to any pot."
Leng Jie kicked Zhang Ke hard on the butt, and he became more and more annoyed. Leng Jie was unexpectedly surprised that this was undoubtedly the biggest failure in his life.
It was getting late at this moment, and Qianjun said, "Okay! It's getting late, go back to sleep! As for the death of the old ghost, I will explain it to him."
Leng Jie suddenly shook his head like a rattle: "No! I can't sleep, I have to ask the girls to shoot a few shots to relieve my hatred."
Zhang Ke also nodded quickly: "Brother Fu, today the brothers are all full of anger, and they all need to go to relieve the inflammation, otherwise... you can go together!"
"oops!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhang Ke crying in pain. It turned out that at some point, Zhang Meng had already quietly walked to him and then stomped his feet with his high high heels.
Zhang Ke split his mouth and said, "Mengmeng, why are you doing so fiercely when you stepped on me?"
"Just step on you, who told you to talk nonsense?" Zhang Meng glared at Zhang Ke with big eyes, then ran back to Qianjun, close to him.
Seeing Zhang Meng's little movements, Weng Yaxin smiled sweetly. She closed her long hair and said softly: "I'm the last one, Fu, I saw a unique game tonight, and I'm very satisfied. But I'm going back now
, If I go back late, I'm afraid my grandfather will ask you again. If there is any activity tomorrow, remember to call me!"
After saying that, he waved goodbye to the surroundings, and finally looked at Qianjun and Zhang Meng with a meaningful meaning, and took a taxi and left.
When Weng Yaxin left, Qianjun smiled: "It's getting late! Go whatever you like. I want to go back and rest."
Leng Jie lamented: "Brother, you won't be with us..." As soon as he spoke, he saw Zhang Meng glaring at Leng Jie again and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense? Brother Qianjun is with you.
These people are the same? Humph! You have to play with your own, don’t lead the people randomly.”
Leng Jie suddenly smiled silly, waved his hand, and a group of people took a taxi crazy, leaving Qianjun and Zhang Meng.
Seeing that Zhang Meng had no intention of leaving, Qian Jun frowned slightly: "Mengmeng, it's so late, why haven't you gone back yet?"
But Zhang Meng shook her head, blinked her big eyes, stared at Qianjun tightly, and said softly: "Can you...can you accompany me?"
“Where to go?”
Zhang Meng's face suddenly turned red, and she stomped her feet and seemed to be angry: "Just go. Why? I haven't seen you for so long, and now I don't even want to leave with me?"
Qianjun quickly shook his head and said softly: "I don't mean that, it's just that late, let's go together... won't your dad be in a hurry?!"
It would be fine if we didn't say it, but after saying it, Zhang Meng was even more angry and shouted: "Fu Qianjun, did you actually say such things? How late is it? Didn't we stay together before so late?"
As he spoke, his eyes turned red and tears came out after a while.
Qianjun suddenly became rushing: "Don't cry... OK! You want me to accompany you, even at the end of the world."
I remembered the ecstasy night I spent in the dilapidated room of the basketball court when I was with Zhang Meng, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
"Hmph! Bad guy, you know what you know." Zhang Meng wiped her tears and burst into tears to make her smile. She looked shy and happy, and was so moving under the light.
The two walked on the bustling street, next to them was a car racing by, and in the distance were the lights of the imperial capital. They were luxurious and dreamy like a girl with her breasts exposed, very charming.
Zhang Meng walked in front and Qianjun followed behind. During this period, Zhang Meng's hand was holding Qianjun's hand tightly, walking slowly, but she didn't mean to talk to Qianjun. Qianjun looked behind
When I looked at her, I found that her neck looked slightly red, as if she was shy.
"Mengmeng, where are you going?" Qianjun asked again.
Zhang Meng finally turned her head, her face looked particularly beautiful under the street lights: "I just want you to walk with me, so I keep walking like this, can't it?" Under the light, I clearly saw a crystal clear on Zhang Meng's face.
The tears seemed pitiful.
"Of course, you can accompany you to the end of the world." Qianjun said lightly. A sense of tenderness surged in his heart.
Suddenly, he saw a bright smile rippling on Zhang Meng's face and said in a daze: "Accompany me to the world? Are you really? I'm afraid I can't?"
It seemed like talking to himself, as if he was talking to Qianjun again. However, Zhang Meng's eyes suddenly raised up again and said softly: "I heard Brother Leng Jie talk about you, saying that you became the emperor, is it true
?”
"right!"
Qianjun nodded and did not deny it. The news that Qianjun became the emperor would never be revealed to the outside world casually. Few people knew about him becoming the emperor, even people like Liu Muhong and Zhang Xiaofeng were no exception.
It was just a few foreigners who were surrounded by nothing but watching the news and then blind cats met dead rats.
It was obvious that when Zhang Meng saw her eyes brighter, she was obviously shocked and happy because of the title of emperor. Then she became dim and looked at Qianjun again and said softly: "You know why I was so hurrying from the research institute.
Run back to the capital?"
Without waiting for Qianjun to answer, Zhang Meng said first: "I heard from my brother that you are coming back, so I got back from the research institute. This is naturally the most important thing. And..."
Qianjun looked strange: "What else?"
Zhang Meng held Qianjun's hand tightly, as if she didn't want to let go. After a long time, she said in a muffled voice: "My father arranged a blind date for me. Tomorrow... I will go to meet the man. But I don't want to go, so... I