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Chapter 911 Control



Dad's unexpected appearance was like a sharp sickle.

It briefly eliminated the evil thoughts that were growing wildly in my mind.

I vaguely understood that I could no longer seduce Meng Qin like that.

If I can't control myself, I will fall into a state of intoxication and dreaming and fall into the abyss.

In order to divert my attention, I devoted all my time to work.

Just before the exam, I made a lot of appointments, so I started leaving early and coming back late.

I didn't dare to stay alone with Meng Qin for a long time. Even if he took the time to come over to see me, I would drag him through the courtyard gate with some thought.

Because whenever he comes, his brothers at home will definitely entertain him. They play cards and board games. The lively sounds will dilute many of my distracting thoughts, so that I can control myself not to do bad things to him.

Meng Qin can naturally feel my control, and to be honest, I can feel that he is also restraining himself.

The two of us seemed to be in a state of not telling each other, and both of us were suppressing some kind of desire.

The daily pattern seems to have returned to the earliest ambiguous period, making phone calls and sending text messages.

At most, I just held hands at the door of the courtyard when I sent him back, and then said goodbye with a gentle peck on the cheek like a dragonfly.

Regardless of whether he kisses me or I kiss him, neither one dares to look into the other person's eyes. We have a tacit understanding and just stop there.

Whenever Meng Qin squeezed my hand tightly beside the car, I would instinctively lower my head and my back would become stiff.

There was both shameful expectation and deep fear in my heart.

The little bit of rationality left in my mind told me that it couldn't be done.

The street lights stretched our shadows very long.

Meng Qin's tall figure can completely cover me.

He bent his face slightly and stared at the top of my head for a long time.

At that moment, it was always extremely quiet.

The night breeze blowing in the summer day should be refreshing and cool, but it makes people feel hot for no reason, and something is unbearable.

We stood face to face, fingers intertwined, neither of us speaking.

It seems that just uttering a sound can attract monsters.

Don't be bored.

I don’t dare to get tired of it either.

It seems that both parties can predict what will happen after this fire is completely burned.

But these are just small tacit understandings between Meng Qin and I that don’t need to be highlighted.

From the perspective of my brothers at home, we are the most common love model and we get along very harmoniously.

As my boyfriend, Meng Qin would send people to deliver fruits every now and then, and would bring gifts to me when he came to my door.

When Meng Qin was playing cards with his brothers, I would sit next to him. When Meng Qin made a bad card, I would proudly tease the three players.

I'm not good at it, it seems like I played a bad game, and the money Meng Qin won ended up in my pocket.

I spent 30% of the money to treat my brothers to dinner, and the rest went to the orphanage to improve the food for Xingxing Xiaozhen and others.

Everything seems to be back to the past. My brothers have accepted Meng Qin's identity as brother-in-law and will complain to him about how I do evil things at home and how I harm them. In this family, the world has to revolve around me. Let Meng Qin take care of me more.

Always allowing me to fool around.

I couldn't stop them. I sent an angry text message to Meng Qin at night, telling him not to believe his brother's lies. I had never done anything harmful to others. I didn't force Qian An to wear lipstick, nor did I let Brother Hou wear women's clothes.

Dance……

Never had.

Didn't pass at all.

In this regard, I focus on amnesia.

Don't ask, I just don't know if you ask me. I'm frustrated and forgetful.

Well, that's innocent.

Meng Qin was not polite in the text message. He said that my five brothers are all human beings.

It seemed like he was complaining about my evil behavior, but actually he was beating him up in a roundabout way.

In the house, there are young aunts who want to get into the house and someone will help them with the ladder. How dare he treat her poorly?

I raised my eyebrows as I read the text message and replied, 'If my brothers are human spirits, then you are the human spirit among human spirits, Meng Chengjing'.

Meng Qin sent a few words, "Then what are you?"

Still need to ask?

I have always positioned myself very accurately. I clicked on the byte on my finger and said, ‘I am the best’.

Through the screen of my mobile phone, I inexplicably saw the corners of Meng Qin's lips twitching.

He replied to me, ‘I have a little goblin who controls heaven and earth’.

After reading the text message, I lay on the pillow in a dull mood, not daring to reply.

There was a buzzing sound, and Meng Qin called again, 'Are you going to sleep?'

I followed the thoughts running through my mind and said "um".

Meng Qin seemed to have received the signal, and the chat stopped there.

The days flowed by quietly, and even the way Uncle Dong looked at Meng Qin changed. The old man showed affection from the tip of his eyebrows to the corners of his eyes, as if he were looking at his uncle.

I carefully suppressed the evil thoughts in my heart and felt that this was fine and very happy.

Don't ever tear that hole open again.

Ten million.



"Aren't you going to do volunteer work? You can finish it in the afternoon. Why did you come back after dark?"

As soon as I entered the hospital with my small bag, I saw Qian An, who was sweating profusely with a basketball in his hand, "Isn't it that your eldest lady has shown up your selfless and prodigal spirit again, and why should you stay in the nursing home to record it, and prepare to renovate it for others?"

"

"I went to Tianxin Welfare Home."

I responded in a bad mood, "Something happened to Xiaozhen. I went to the police station to accompany her to make notes. After a while, I came back late."

"What do you mean? Didn't Jiang Zhuma say he would take you to do good deeds and accumulate virtue? Why did he take you to Tianxin Welfare Institute?"

Qian An threw the basketball back into the basket and walked over, "What happened to that little Zhen who is more soft-hearted than you?"

"What's the difference between going to Tianxin Welfare Home and going to a nursing home? They're not all about supporting activities..."

I took out the key and opened the door, turned around to see Qian An who was following behind and frowned a little, "Brother, after you practice, you should go back to the house and take a shower before visiting, otherwise my whole house will smell like salty hairtail, Begonia."

All the flowers must be wilted by your smoke. You choked me to tears last time. Please don't poison me anymore, okay?"

"Hey! Wan Yingying, you are so stubborn that you dare to dislike your brother!"

Qian An brushed his sweat-soaked hair, "Mingming said, this is called the smell of manliness. You are just used to smelling the disinfectant on Meng Qin's body. Your aesthetics have seriously declined and you don't know how to appreciate it.

I’m telling you, rough guys are the mainstream, I’ll educate you after I take a shower!”

I laughed and shook my head helplessly, Brother, you have to wash your feet after any sweaty exercise.

Dry Enke is good. Taking off your shoes after exercise can knock down the whole family. There is no grass growing within ten meters. Even the well-informed Brother Hou can be made to have his cheeks twitch and sneeze wildly. Isn't it a bit too rough?

I have to work extra hours now, and I have to wash all his basketball shoes in water every weekend.

Disinfect after drying, and then spray some perfume, otherwise the smell will be worse, but this is not a real disease, and he does not have athlete's foot.

It's just that Gan An loves to exercise too much and has well-developed sweat glands. After exercising, he feels like he has just been fished out of the water, sweating from head to toe.

But there are no absolutes in anything. No matter what shortcomings Qian'an has, they can be turned into gold inlaid in Tang Mingming's eyes.


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