Meng Xiaoan is a veteran, and when he sees Zhuo Jun like this, he knows without thinking that this girl wants to go in and sit down. Of course, it is very likely that the two of them will end up falling on the bed while sitting down to chat.
Then there were hundreds of rounds of fighting, and finally Zhuo Jun left the next day, and it was another one-night stand. What a refreshing night, what a comfortable time, but Meng Xiaoan was serious this time, not a fake one.
Seed, really serious, this time he wants to be Liu Xiahui, because the weather tonight is bad. Although he is not as strong as Zhuge Kongming and can predict the appropriate arrival of the east wind, in this era there are weather forecasts and Meng Xiaoan was a child
He also has a lot of experience in Feng Shui such as ghosts, gods and the sky. If nothing happens tonight, God will rain. If it rains, Meng Xiaoan will undoubtedly have a good time to hang out at Huang Shang's house. But Meng Xiaoan
He was not a bad guy, and he immediately put on a smile: "Look, I have forgotten. Please, please, please do it inside."
This is what he planned to do. He would take advantage of the free time now to chat with this girl for half an hour at most, and then he would banish her.
This is the second time Zhuo Jun has visited Humble House, and he is quite curious about Meng Xiaoan living in such a big room alone. This guy came from China to travel? But why is he living here? Could it be that this is his friend's house? But even if it is
My friend, you can be considered at home now. It has been almost a day since yesterday morning, and I haven’t seen a single person. In other words, Meng Xiaoan has completely occupied this room by himself. It can be inferred that this guy is not
Simple, far from simple, so Zhuo Jun asked: "By the way, look at me, I don't even know your name now? My name is Zhuo Jun, from Southwest China."
"From the southwest?" Meng Xiaoan blinked a little. These are authentic fellow villagers. This Zhuojun girl is from Yanjing. This world is so small. Meng Xiaoan almost held the girl's hand with tears in her eyes and restrained herself.
, said, "I am also from the southwest."
Zhuo Jun was much more bold and unrestrained than Meng Xiaoan, with a bright smile and a very happy mood. He said, "Are you from the southwest? We are fellow villagers. By the way, where is your home?"
“From Yuexiu Community.”
Zhuo Jun suddenly said: "I know, I know, it's just a street away. My family comes from Jinxiu District. I went to No. 2 Middle School in high school and then came here with my father."
Meng Xiaoan nodded, it turned out that this girl was studying in the No. 2 Middle School, otherwise Meng Xiaoan would definitely know the girl at school...
Zhuo Jun said: "By the way, Xiao An, you came to Anwei for tourism, right? Can I ask you a favor?"
Meng Xiaoan said generously: "You tell me, I will definitely help you to the best of my ability." Meng Xiaoan didn't forget her name just after seeing a beautiful woman. If this girl made any difficult requests, Mr. Li had better refuse.
Zhuo Jundao: "Well, when you go back, just tell me and I will ask you to help me bring something back to my brother. Do you think that's OK?"
"It's a small thing, okay, I thought it was a big deal." Meng Xiaoan agreed immediately, and it was a small matter.
All I heard was a sudden thunder and a bang in the sky.
Meng Xiaoan cursed in his heart, "Damn it, it turned black, it's much faster than I budgeted for, it's going to rain heavily tonight."
Zhuo Jun went out and saw that the sky had changed color, and black clouds were gathering densely in the black night sky. In just a few minutes, the old man couldn't wait to ###, and he was doing it from far and wide.
Meng Xiaoan shook his head and sighed, this is too fast, he is not ready yet, should he push this bitch out now?
Meng Xiaoan asked himself if he was such a cruel person.
Zhuo Jun said: "It seems that the rain is very heavy and it won't stop in a few hours."
Zhuo Jun was not worried about the sudden heavy rain. It was no problem to spend the night here. Of course, she didn't think about what kind of relationship the two would develop. Everything would just take its course. If Meng Xiaoan had an affair with her,
, Zhuo Jun is not surprised. These days, if a woman does not have some ambiguous relationships with several men, she is embarrassed to tell her best friends, especially when she is menstruating. That is crazy.
Meng Xiaoan smiled and said, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
Zhuo Jun: "Can you make food?"
Meng Xiaoan: "You must be looking down on me. I am a great chef. My cooking skills are so prestigious that no chef in a big hotel can compare to me."
Zhuo Jun: "Really or not? Why don't you show your hand? Even though I'm eating it, when you say that, I think I want to give you face."
Meng Xiaoan: "Okay, just wait, it will be ready in a few minutes, and I will get you some home-cooked side dishes."
Ten minutes later, Meng Xiaoan prepared two plates of side dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and tofu mixed with cold dishes. These were very authentic side dishes. These were specially bought by Meng Xiaoan at Southwest Restaurant. He would not make Anwei's sushi.
Zhuo Jun sniffed it and praised it profusely: "This tastes good. In fact, the most difficult thing for a great chef to make is the side dishes. I feel comfortable looking at your side dishes, but I'll take a bite first."
Meng Xiaoan handed her the chopsticks: "Here."
Zhuo Jun took one bite, then a second bite, then a third bite, and finally put down his chopsticks and gave a thumbs up: "Awesome, awesome, these two side dishes have reached the level of proficiency."
Meng Xiaoan said: "Thank you, I didn't lie to you."
Zhuo Jun: "There are not many people who can cook like you these days."
Meng Xiaoan: "What a waste of time to think about. I'm just one of them. I don't really have any great ambitions. I just know how to order random things. I can order all kinds of food, entertainment, clothes and drinks."
Zhuo Jun: "I can't tell, what about your inner character? I ate the food you cooked tonight, and we will reciprocate politely. I'll invite you to the fashion show tomorrow night, do you want to go?"
Meng Xiaoan: "Fashion show? Tomorrow night?" After a pause, Meng Xiaoan felt that it was not a question of whether to go or not. It depends on whether he is free tomorrow and whether he can come back tonight. He said, "I don't know yet tomorrow night.
There are arrangements."
Zhuo Jun was a little shocked. Meng Xiaoan was a busy man, but he was not angry at all. He said, "Then I will call you before eight o'clock tomorrow night."
Meng Xiaoan said: "Okay, it's settled in one word."
Zhuo Jun: "Are you traveling alone?"
Meng Xiaoan: "It's inconvenient to have more than one person alone."
Zhuo Jun: "You look very mysterious. Could it be that you are here to do something big? A blind date? Some time ago, I remember that a dating program from Anwei TV went to the southwest. Didn't you follow me to Anwei to find a girl?
Bar?"
There is such a good thing. Meng Xiaoan probably wasn't in Yanjing at that time. Otherwise, it would be someone else's turn to flirt with An Wei. Senior official Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "Well, I'm not here to come.
It’s from girl An Wei. Although girl An Wei is very cute and very loli, I’m not interested in this.”
Zhuo Jun glanced at Meng Xiaoan. He was a serious guy who never told lies. She could tell when he told lies, so Zhuo Jun asked: "Are you more interested in Sister Yu?" Only this explanation can work.
It makes sense, Meng Xiaoan doesn't seem to like lolita. This doesn't seem like Anwei's young people, most of whom like lolita.
Meng Xiaoan laughed for a while and said in a low-key manner: "She is no longer Sister Yu."
Zhuo Jun was even more curious. This guy is very elusive. Could it be that he likes men? Yes, it is possible, but when he thought about it, it was still wrong. Meng Xiaoan seemed to like women, so Zhuo Jun asked again:
"###Flow Control?"
Meng Xiaoan thought about his chin, and when he talked about this ### control, Meng Xiaoan sighed a little. This ### control is a technical job. If he wants to do a ### control, it must be the right time, place, and right people. Meng Xiaoan also wants to do it.
Several times ###, but the weather is not harmonious and the timing is not right, this idea is just there in the heart, but it is not expressed, so I say: "A little bit."
Zhuo Jun smiled. Yes, this guy is real and direct. He is a person with a genuine temperament. He has no contempt for Meng Xiaoan and said: "Are you going to get a few here? Then you and your buddies will show off."
Meng Xiaoan suddenly fell in love with Zhuo Jun, and he just liked it. This girl is pretty good. Meng Xiaoan smiled and said, "That's not the case. I came to Anwei to do something."
Meng Xiaoan looked mysterious.
Zhuo Jun expressed displeasure at his titillating words: "Say, let me see what your purpose is in coming to Anwei? I'm sure you're not here for tourism."
Meng Xiaoan said slowly, slowly, word by word: "I'm here to kill people."
Zhuo Jun blinked: "Coming to kill people? National special forces? They don't look like them."
Meng Xiaoan said: "If you don't believe it, I can't help you."
Meng Xiaoan suddenly pointed behind Zhuo Jun: "Wow, what a big bird."
Zhuo Jun subconsciously turned her head to see why there was suddenly a bird behind her. At this time, her neck suddenly seemed to be bitten by something. Well, it was like an ant bite. Then her eyes went dark and she fell asleep.
"I had no choice but to kick you out of the house, and I couldn't bear to do it. I had no choice but to do this to you." Meng Xiaoan put away the shining silver needle and hugged Zhuo Jun, who was wearing very thin clothes.
Short-sleeved, although this girl's breasts are not very firm, they are also small and exquisite. Meng Xiaoan took a look at it now and saw that it was a red lace bra, which was considered a match. After putting her on the bed, Meng Xiaoan finally made it
With a little reaction, he touched the girl's ### with his hand. If he didn't touch it a few times, Meng Xiaoan seemed a little sorry for his evil heart. Meng Xiaoan didn't touch too much, and he had great perseverance.
After covering Zhuo Jun with a sheet, Meng Xiaoan walked out holding an umbrella. The raindrops fell on the umbrella. Meng Xiaoan heard the sound of the sound, which was particularly sweet. The rain fell down like a pipa instrument.
It was raining heavily. Meng Xiaoan looked extremely lonely walking in the heavy rain. There were not many pedestrians on the road. Meng Xiaoan seemed to be alone. He was not in a hurry to go to the Uesugi house and walked slowly.
To maintain his strength, he would walk when he could walk, and take a car when he could. As for why he didn't take a taxi, it was just in case.
