"You bad guy! You're so bad!!" Yuan Mengmeng finally burst into laughter, raised her two pink fists, and hit Zhang Ke's shoulders one after another like beating drums, but she was very careful and gentle when she dropped her hand.
Alas, I don’t know if this is good or bad now - Zhang Ke sighed slightly in his heart.
To say that I don't feel the slightest bit of excitement towards the girl in front of me would be a lie of course.
Not to mention her playful and cute face, hot and sexy figure, she almost has the advantages of both a lolita and a royal sister at the same time, and any man with a normal sexual orientation will find it difficult to refuse her.
Just talking about the memory of Bi Yifeng's sunrise confession at the beef noodle shop, Zhang Ke understood that this girl held a very important and key position in his heart.
And when he heard Ye Suling say in the police station that Yuan Mengmeng was killed in the back street, the extreme grief and pain in Zhang Ke's heart were definitely not fake.
Since she loves him so much and is devoted to him, getting back together with her quickly should be the best choice.
Even from a more utilitarian point of view, if he can take in this determined girl, he can let her help him in various subsequent actions. A man and a woman working together will always be more efficient than one person working alone.
And more importantly, Yuan Mengmeng is much easier to conquer than Ye Suling. With just a few sweet words, he can quickly make her his own, even if she doesn't have the latter's physique to transcend reincarnation and retain memories.
However, Zhang Ke always felt a little unhappy in his heart, or in other words, a little guilty, feeling like an irresponsible scumbag who took advantage of his emotions.
"Zhang Ke? What are you thinking about?" Yuan Mengmeng saw that the other party was in a daze and asked curiously.
"Ah...it's nothing, I just want..." Zhang Ke paused, glanced at Yuan Mengmeng's somewhat arrogant, willful, but very sincere face, and said with a smile, "I think, it's so late, you are alone
It's too dangerous to go back, so just stay here today."
"Okay - wait, you mean...ah!"
Yuan Mengmeng's face turned red again, even hotter than before. She lowered her head shyly, twirled her fingers and murmured: "I, I don't mind...even though my parents asked me not to
Before marriage...but, if it were you, it wouldn't be impossible..."
"What I mean is, do you want to stay here tonight and you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa, or do you want to switch?" Zhang Ke rolled his eyes at the other person and couldn't help but mocked, "What are you thinking about? You're not old, and you can drive a car.
You are quite skilled at it."
"That's not true!" Yuan Mengmeng was angry and embarrassed. She jumped up and hit the other person on the forehead several times before turning around and saying, "Don't be so sentimental."
"Yes, yes, then I'll get you a quilt and a pillow." Zhang Ke walked into the room dumbfounded, but heard Yuan Mengmeng behind him say softly:
"There's no need to get another one. You only have one quilt and blanket for each season here. It's not like I don't know." Her voice became softer and softer, as if she was obviously embarrassed, but she still insisted on finishing:
"Let's sleep on the same bed - but don't touch me."
Zhang Ke stood there, silent for a while, and then nodded:
"……Um"
The two of them lay on the bed and chatted a lot at first. Zhang Ke, in particular, kept using words to induce the other party, telling each other about his past experiences and daily habits, and collected a lot of information.
But later, when both of them felt very tired, they began to fall silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward, especially for Zhang Ke.
Sleeping next to a sexy girl who has almost no memory and claims to be his ex-girlfriend. There is no barrier between the two of them and they are covered with the same quilt. This feeling is really too subtle.
In order to avoid this spreading embarrassment and keep him awake all night, Zhang Ke had no choice but to turn over and turn his back to the other person, hoping to fall asleep as soon as possible.
At this moment, a pair of soft and delicate hands passed through his shoulders and hugged him gently.
"Zhang Ke."
"Um?"
"Actually, you can if you want."
"……Go to sleep."
Zhang Ke closed his eyes, blocked his ears, and forced himself to fall into a dark dream.
Until the song of Canon woke them up again, when Zhang Ke opened his eyes, he found that Yuan Mengmeng was still holding him, with a face filled with contented happiness and a slight sense of loss.
"So sleepy...I don't want to get up..."
Yuan Mengmeng rubbed her eyelids with both hands and reluctantly opened her eyes, rolling around on the bed like a fool.
Looking at the girl rolling in front of him, Zhang Ke secretly said in his heart:
If I could return to a normal life track again——
At that time, I will definitely give you the explanation you deserve.
"Okay, Mengmeng, get up. You and I have to go to work." Zhang Ke pushed the other person's shoulder with his hand. Unexpectedly, she rolled under the bed and fell asleep again.
"Wake up, little lazy pig!" Zhang Ke was angry and funny. He took her back to the bed with both hands and forcefully opened her eyelids. Only then did she yawn unwillingly and said:
"I know, oh, I really want to sleep a little longer -"
After washing up, Zhang Kecai remembered an embarrassing thing - there was nothing at home that could be used for breakfast, even the instant noodles were empty.
When I opened the refrigerator, there was nothing decent except for the bowl of mung bean soup with mint.
"How about we go out for breakfast." Zhang Ke said sheepishly.
"Well, isn't there a bowl of mung bean soup here? It's quite suitable for breakfast. I can't eat too much greasy food in the morning."
Yuan Mengmeng took the bowl and took a big sip. An expression of surprise and enjoyment suddenly appeared on her face: "Oh my god, this soup is so delicious. It is refreshing and quenches thirst, and the slight sweetness makes the taste even more refreshing."
!When did you have such a high level of cooking? Didn’t you only cook instant noodles before?"
"Uh, really?" Zhang Ke scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "After all, it's not difficult to make mung bean soup. It's too unhealthy to eat instant noodles all the time."
Since Yuan Mengmeng is so surprised, it means that this bowl of mung bean soup was definitely not cooked by her before, and most likely it was not her own handiwork - then, is there a third person who can enter her private accommodation to cook soup for herself?
What?
Such a messy house obviously doesn't look like there is a nanny. This mung bean soup is placed in a porcelain bowl, so it's probably not takeaway.
So, who cooked this bowl of soup?
Forget it, this is not important for now, there are more important things to do now.
"By the way, Mengmeng, I thought about it last night and decided on something, and I must do it with you."