God Made Incompatibility - Chapter 28

She thought so, and she did.

She leaned forward and gently kissed the corner of Sheng Jinshu’s lips, did not move it away, and pressed it quietly.

Sheng Jinshu was obviously stunned, and did not respond for two seconds.

Meng Wanji twitched her eyelashes and gave up her intention to retreat.

She stood up slightly and tried to lift her lips, but the next second, Sheng Jinshu suddenly reached out and clasped the back of her head, pressing her hard against him.

The cigarettes that had not yet been lit fell at their feet.

Sheng Jinshu wrapped around her waist, opened her lips to hold her, and plundered her breath and her sanity gently and arrogantly.

Like dense water, like hot fire.

Meng Wanji couldn’t refuse.

She couldn’t breathe, she weakly grabbed Sheng Jinshu’s shoulder, swallowed quickly and murmured in a low voice, her whole body burned and softened, and she felt like she was on the verge of suffocation.

But he was reluctant to open Sheng Jinshu.

It was a truly alive feeling like never before. It was as if all the **** in the body, all the numbness, had been wiped away, removed.

She trembled and smiled under Sheng Jinshu’s lips, her eyes full of affection.

Sheng Jinshu was bewitched by her.

She stared at her panting, as if questioning and asking, her eyes filled with light and heat.

Meng Wanji raised her hand to stroke her eyebrows, she thought, at least at this moment, she was sure that she was the only one in her eyes.

It’s like fulfilling a dream you’ve had over the years. She took the initiative to kiss again, first kissing Sheng Jinshu’s lips, and then kissing Sheng Jinshu’s ear, she said, “I want me.”

Exhale like blue.

Su Ma walked all over the limbs and bones along the ear canal. A string in Sheng Jinshu’s mind was broken. There were ripples in her peach blossom eyes, and then she took a step forward, pushed Meng Wanji back, and pressed her against the balcony railing to kiss her deeply.

Kiss her chin, her slender neck, and bite the buttons that she has never been tightly closed.

Meng Wanji said in a trembling voice, “Go to the bedroom.”

…

The buttons were undone one by one by the slender fingers, and the clothes were scattered all over the place.

Meng Wanji felt like a pebble, diving deep into the sea, letting the water swell on her body, and she felt like a leaf floating in the waves, being overturned by the bumps.

It should be an angel who was madly drunk and smashed the white clouds into pieces.

…

She coughed dryly, and woke up uncomfortably. It was late at night, and Sheng Jinshu was sleeping soundly beside her pillow. Meng Wanji stared at Sheng Jinshu’s sleeping face through the faint street light, her eyes were tender as never before.

She wanted to raise her hand to touch her forehead, but she didn’t.

She got out of bed, picked up her clothes, and went out calmly without disturbing Sheng Jinshu.

When Sheng Jinshu woke up, the sky was already slightly bright. She raised her hand to turn off the alarm clock on her mobile phone, and the soreness of her arms and fingers evoked her memory of last night.

He turned his head with a smile, but there was no one on the side of the pillow.

Sheng Jinshu immediately woke up and sat up. There was no temperature on the pillow and quilt, and the clothes on the ground disappeared. Meng Wanji had obviously been gone for a long time.

Sheng Jinshu put on her nightgown and wrapped her nightgown to go out. The living room was quiet, Meng Wanji’s slippers were not there, the door was closed, and there was still water in the bathroom.

It seems that she woke up in the middle of the night, took a shower, and went back to sleep.

Sheng Jinshu frowned, unable to tell whether he was lost or uneasy.

She didn’t go back to the room, she stretched her ears, took a quick shower, and sat quietly in the living room after washing, waiting for Meng Wanji.

Meng Wanji didn’t get up at the usual morning run time. She only opened the bedroom door near seven o’clock.

Sheng Jinshu looked at her.

She appeared behind the door with an ordinary shirt underneath, buttoned to the highest level meticulously, and there was a faint red mark on her neck, which was covered by black hair under her ears.

Seeing Sheng Jinshu, she nodded her head normally.

Sheng Jinshu had a bad feeling.

She smiled a little and said gently, “Last night…”

Meng Wanji interrupted her: “Nothing happened last night.” She said lightly.

I can’t see the softness and enthusiasm of last night at all.

Sheng Jinshu’s smile froze on the corner of his lips.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

Meng Wanji looked at her quietly, as if scrutinizing, but also as if puzzled, and did not speak.

Sheng Jinshu suddenly felt embarrassed.

I never saw that she was such a handsome person. It seems that he can’t let go, can’t afford to play, and thinks that a relationship can mean something.

“OK.” She nodded and smiled again: “I understand, don’t worry, nothing happened.”

Meng Wanji’s eyes moved in her words.

But she didn’t say anything in the end, she pursed her lips, nodded again, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Sheng Jinshu kept smiling and gritted his back molars.

During the lunch break at noon, Meng Shipei called to inform Meng Wanji that the matter had been resolved. The family’s youngest son owes his gambling debts and still can’t pay, so he came to entangle Meng Wanji as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

He did not say how the matter was resolved, but said that those people would not appear in front of Meng Wanji again in the future.

Meng Wanji said “thank you” to him, he was silent for a moment, but said to her, “I’m sorry.”

He said: “The news was released by your cousin. I’m sorry, I said it on behalf of your mother and Chi Ye.”

Meng Wanji’s throat was sore. “It’s okay,” she said.

“Dad, you are serious.”

There was nothing between the two sides, Meng Wanji summoned up the courage to tell Meng Shipei that she wanted to resign, but Meng Shipei spoke ahead of her: “Xiao Ji, no matter what your mother thinks, or even how you think about the Meng family, in my eyes, you Like Chu Yang and Chi Ye, they have always been the jewels of my Meng family.”

Meng Wanji’s tear rolled down and quickly wiped it away, and the words about resigning could not be said.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, the second class was about to end. Meng Wanji was correcting her composition in the office when she suddenly heard an uproar from downstairs to upstairs. Then, the whole office building became lively – Li Yuanshu suddenly came , and also called a dining car to come in, and generously brought afternoon tea to the teachers in the entire office building.

It’s been almost two months since I saw her, and it was the first time I saw her at school. Meng Wanji froze.

Li Yuanshu looked normal. She was well maintained, with a gentle smile and a calm demeanor, she greeted the staff to bring afternoon tea into the office, and then, like the most ordinary mother, glanced at Meng Wanji, swept over everyone and said, “Thank you for your support all along. Xiao Ji’s care.”

Everyone was very restrained, and they politely said, “No, where is it”, praising Meng Wanji’s excellence.

Meng Wanji was overwhelmed and flattered. What is this doing?

Li Yuanshu called her again: “Little Ji, come out.”

Meng Wanji’s lower eyelashes twitched, she stood up, and followed naturally.

One foot heavy and one light foot.

Li Yuanshu stopped in front of the unmanned conference room.

Her smile had faded. Looking at Meng Wanji, who was a head taller than her and better than her two biological daughters, she frowned and said, “The news was indeed released by your cousin.”

“But, believe it or not, it wasn’t my order.”

“I haven’t done that yet.”

“Chi Ye is even more impossible, she can’t touch it at all.”

It was for this. Meng Wanji’s throat was sore, and she couldn’t tell whether she felt a little more happy and relaxed in her heart.

She said, “I believe you.”

Li Yuanshu looked at her, as if she wanted to see through her sincerity.

Meng Wanji looked at her candidly: “I will explain it to my father.”

Li Yuanshu was stunned for a moment, seemingly moved, but also a little annoyed. After a long while, she looked away, said nothing, and walked downstairs.

Meng Wanji was two steps behind her and sent her out.

Li Yuanshu boarded the car and left the school, and Meng Wanji returned to the office building.

The school bell rang.

From a distance, Meng Wanji saw that in the patio in front of the office building, Sheng Jinshu pulled up the corners of her skirt and squatted halfway, feeding a snow-white stray cat beside the flower bed.

She frowned, and just as she was about to approach a reminder, Sheng Jinshu’s hand was scratched when the cat’s claws rose and fell.

Meng Wanji: “…”

Biology teacher Chai Meng came back from the laboratory building and saw Meng Wanji standing with a frown, and asked strangely, “What’s wrong?”

Meng Wanji looked at Sheng Jinshu and said, “Mr. Sheng’s hand was scratched by the cat. I don’t know if there is any bleeding.”

Chai Meng followed her line of sight, and immediately became nervous: “Ah, that’s going to be vaccinated.”

She trotted over, eagerly checked Sheng Jinshu’s injury, pulled her to wash, and told her to get vaccinated as soon as possible.

Meng Wanji stood there, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to the teaching building.

She didn’t know, before Sheng Jinshu was pulled away by Chai Meng, he turned and glanced at her back, his eyes were very pale.

On Saturday, Sheng Jinshu fulfilled his promise and went to Zhu’s house to visit his grandmother.

The old lady was playing Go in the study, and the younger cousin, who was forced to play, saw Sheng Jinshu as if she saw a savior.

“Cousin, come quickly! I can’t do it!”

Sheng Jinshu was amused and flicked her forehead: “As for what?”

She sat down, took the little cousin’s white chess, and continued with the old lady naturally.

The old lady saw the scar on the back of her hand and cared about her: “Oh, what’s wrong with this hand?”

“I was scratched by a cat accidentally.” She looked at the back of her hand, and inevitably thought of Meng Wanji again.

That cat looks like Meng Wanji.

When attractive, when ruthlessly scratching her.

The old lady was laying her eyes out on the chessboard, Sheng Jinshu was absent-minded, and most of the chess died before he made a hundred moves. The overall actual control is not enough, Sheng Jinshu simply admits defeat.

“Grandma’s chess skills are getting better and better.” She patted her beard.

The old lady didn’t believe it at all, but she was still coaxed to be happy.

After laughing twice, she asked, “Tell me about your grandmother, what’s the matter? You look gloomy and haunted.”

Sheng Jinshu was habitually trying to hide it, but he could reach the loving gaze of the old man, and suddenly he couldn’t keep it up.

She sighed and said, “Grandma, I feel like I’ve been cheated.”

Quietly, and embarrassed to say it directly.

Feels like being scammed!