Wen Tingyu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Okay, then we will believe him once, and I'm waiting to go back tonight. I'm going to ask my dad if the aunt at noon works."
He Mengjie rubbed her hair and said with a smile: "Don't get involved in the affairs of adults. When you look back, your mother will ask your father."
So Wen Tingyu sat down again and started eating her wonton noodles.
Her emotions came and went quickly, but He Mengjie's emotions did not fade so easily.
She stretched her head with a little concern and looked at the Western restaurant again, and the feeling of anxiety became more and more obvious. He... wouldn't really hide anything from himself...
Wenxuan didn't come back until very late. At that time, Wen Tingyu had already fallen asleep.
He Mengjie sat in the living room, although she had a TV on, but couldn't see it at all. She focused all her attention outside the door.
When the car's headlights came, she immediately stood up and greeted her.
Wenxuan was still the outfit he saw at noon, with a slightly tired look on his face.
"I've been busy all day?" He Mengjie took his briefcase and asked carefully, "Are you very tired?"
Wenxuan reached out and pulled her into her arms, sniffed her deeply between her hair, and then said, "As long as you see you, the fatigue of the whole day will disappear."
"Have you had dinner?" He Mengjie gently pushed him.
Wenxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, buried his head in her neck and bit it gently: "Eat some casually." He answered casually.
"Then... what did you eat at noon?" He Mengjie asked carefully.
Wenxuan stopped his movements, then stood up straight, and put his shoulders in his arms: "I had a meal with a colleague at noon and had a steak."
It seems that there is no lie...the Western restaurant already has steak.
He Mengjie wanted to ask, "Who did he eat with a colleague, but he couldn't ask any questions. So he grabbed him and sat down on the sofa, "If you are tired, go to bed early."
Wenxuan was like a puppy, rubbing and chewing on her shoulders, biting and saying vaguely: "Can you coax me to sleep?"
He Mengjie slapped his head with a funny look: "Are you listening to the rain? You still have to coax it?"
Wenxuan suddenly hugged her horizontally in his hand and walked upstairs: "I don't want to coax her, but I want a pillow!"
He Mengjie laughed in a vague way, and the haze that had covered her heart for an afternoon disappeared in an instant.
That night, He Mengjie really slept with her arms around Wenxuan. But they did nothing except kissing and touching.
Wenxuan really did what he said. Even if He Mengjie found that sometimes he endured it a little uncomfortable, he never had the slightest attitude of wanting to break through the bottom line.
Sometimes He Mengjie couldn't help but want to sacrifice herself. Whenever he took the initiative to seduce him, he would push him away.
He always said, "You are too thin, I want to fatten up before eating!" Then he drowned her with a hot kiss.
Saturday's episode was soon forgotten in the busy courses of the new week.
It was another Thursday. He Mengjie was taking a psychology class when a text message suddenly came to her mobile phone, which was sent by Wang Zihao.
"My grandparents and the others have moved. I heard that your grandfather hasn't moved yet. You go back and persuade him. The developer is stuck very tight this time, just about the same."
When He Mengjie saw this, she felt a little nervous inexplicably.
In the afternoon, Wenxuan sent a message saying that he couldn't come to her if he had something to do. He Mengjie thought about going home and going to see her grandfather.