Chapter 130: Mr. Meng, So You Raise So Many Pigeons
"That's why I want to train you. Now that you are famous, you don't need the steps given by others." The frown has already shown his impatience. If this woman doesn't leave, he will probably regret helping her in the first place.
"I understand. If I hadn't said that today, I would still be the pigeon you raised. Now, you are going to let me fly. Mr. Meng, you are really rich and can raise so many pigeons, but you just keep them.
You can patrol their every move gracefully, but you don't allow them to get close. Once they fly close, you will let them fly. The rumors are all false. You have many women, but you are most disdainful of them taking the initiative to send them to your door. It is the opposite.
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Han Li said blankly, how could she be drunk at all? What is a moth flying into the flame? She spread her wings to fly by herself!
"It was the pigeon chosen by Master Bei. It is the luckiest dove of peace in the world. The woman who took the initiative to send it to my door was just a woman passing by." Fei Xiluo said lightly.[
He has been with Meng Beichen for seven years. Perhaps, he is the only one in the world who understands why he chose those lucky peace doves...
"Am I not already?"
"You're not." Meng Beichen became impatient and walked towards Mengyuan. Before entering, he turned around and glared at Han Yixing, "Why don't you go in? Or what does Mr. Ge want to say to me?"
If you want to say something, then let’s make it clear once and for all tonight.
Gretsch glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I have nothing to say to you." He looked down at Han Yixing again, with conflicting eyes mixed with reluctance.
"Axing, you should go to bed early. Don't think too much. Don't ever think like that. Also, don't cry anymore."
He said such a lover's advice in front of so many people. Han Yixing's face turned slightly red and he couldn't help but kick him.
"What are you talking about? When have I ever cried?" It's really embarrassing. At that time, she just choked on the pepper.
"Okay, you're not crying, go in, I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"Oh, then go back and don't speed on the road."
"As commanded."
Meng Beichen watched their singing and harmony with cold eyes, the danger before the storm flashed in his eyes. It was good, the gate of his dream garden was really lively today.