THE SONG FAMILY WIFE IS NOT EASY TO MESS WITH - Chapter 43
Meng Jiangyan stared at Song met, seems to be considering the bowl of soup thrown on him is more appropriate, or pluck up the bamboo in the yard to kill him.
Song met swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he clearly felt that her eyes like a hardened cold wind, scraping through the place where the grass does not grow, this second he has been ashes to ashes.
He panicked and picked up chopsticks, gave her a golden eight treasure fortune bag, changing the subject: “I heard that the filling in this dish is very full, you try.”
Meng Jianwei looked at the plate of the golden bag, the mouth of the bag with green onions tied tight, bulging, the soup inside seems to overflow, and then raised his eyes to look at Song met, a serious look, a word said: “Song met, if you dare to joke about me again …… ”
Song met has learned to snatch the answer: “You will beat me to death, the kind that does not see blood!”
Meng Jianwei: “……”
Meng Jianwei pursed her lips, she actually wanted to laugh a little, but she held back, picked up that fortune bag and took a bite, the filling wrapped inside is indeed very adequate, corn kernels, peas, fungus, vermicelli, diced carrots, diced mushrooms, asparagus slices, and a full shrimp, not only excellent taste, the color match is also very beautiful. Eat the back, there is a full quail egg, by the soup soaked into the taste, extra delicious.
Song met her eyebrows stretched, secretly relieved, and began to move again, topped with a shield holding up his own lethally small steel fork out of battle: “Can I ask you a question?”
“No.” Meng gradually evening feel that he can not say good words.
Song met was blocked, raised a mouthful of breath can not be, had to serve himself a small bowl of pigeon soup, slowly and methodically drink.
He did not want to waste such a good opportunity, repeatedly observed Meng Jianwei’s expression, and found that she ate happily, he pretended not to ask: “What kind of man do you like?”
Meng Jianwei never eats civilized, picking the chicken pieces from the spicy chicken into her mouth, and digging a spoonful of lotus root powder and cinnamon sugar cake, sweet and spicy mixed in her mouth, eating without any image.
At the sound of her voice, she lifted the curtain of her eyes, and hurriedly swept a glance at his face, eyes without waves or waves, picking up one side of her lips to reveal a contemptuous smile, her voice slurred, “Don’t dream, not like you anyway.”
Song met froze for three seconds, put down his chopsticks and sat upright, both hands pulled the collar of his suit, put up a rather elegant posture, paused for a moment, and raised his hand to hold his glasses, dissatisfied: “What’s wrong with me?”
Meng Jianwei has been lowering his head to eat food, see him unable to recognize himself, finally willing to give a little more gaze to him. The face of Song met is really good-looking, the eyelashes are long and dense, the roots are clear, and the eyes underneath are dark and deep, gentle and affectionate when staring at a person, and give a sense of indifference and cold distance when the face is slack. The bridge of the nose is high and straight, typically can be a slide, the lips are naturally scarlet, curved beautifully, and no less than the male stars of the entertainment industry. The gold wire fine rimmed glasses worn on the face, more looks extraordinary, full of the nobleman image.
The first time Meng Jianwei saw him, he learned his true nature, a well-dressed gentleman scum, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Song met two hands crossed on the edge of the table, quietly waiting for her next, but who knows she did not speak for a long time, he was a little anxious: “You say ah, where do I not into your eyes?”
Meng Jianwei ate a piece of beef and commented indifferently: “We are not a species, you are a beast, I am a human being, together is not fruitful, you die this heart before it is too late. Good boy, I am for your own good.”
She said it in a serious way, Song met almost believed her evil.
“I knew you had misunderstandings about me, was it because I looked at your tattoo a few more times when we first met?” Song met to defend himself, “I said, I really think your tattoo is very special, come closer to see clearly, precisely because the pattern is too delicate, I thought it was fake, so I could not help but reach out to touch. This is not yet touched by you removed the arm?”
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
Song met: “Evening, you say something, we have made peace before?”
Meng Jianwei did not even have a perfunctory word, did not take his explanation seriously, a “whatever you say, I think you are a beast” posture.
Song met dry mouth, a look up, see the opposite person clip a piece of small ribs gnawing happily, suddenly like a needle piercing the ball, feel powerless.
The dishes in the private restaurant are all excellent, but Song met no appetite at all, clip a few chopsticks to stop drinking tea, focused on watching Meng Jianwei eat, she nibbled chicken wings look also cute.
Song met itching to watch, could not help but sneak out his phone, using the teapot at hand as a cover, first set the phone to silent mode, and then adjust the camera angle, aimed at eating Meng Jianwei took a picture.
He did not have time to enjoy the freshly baked photo, Meng Jianwei’s voice floated over coldly, without comment: “Delete it.”
Song met: “……”
Meng Jianwei has eyes on the top of his head?
Song met stammered: “I did not shoot you, I …… my eyes are nearsighted, can not see the words on the screen behind you, take a picture to see a little clearer.”
“Song met, you think I’m easy to cheat is it?” Meng Jianwei’s voice was accompanied by a sense of oppression, as if the next second to lift the table and rise.
Song met a silent sigh, in front of her deleted the secret photos, flipped out the photo album to show Meng Jianwei, said he deleted cleanly. Meng Jianwei did not raise his head, but a word to break his little trick: “Cloud album also deleted.”
Song met a meal, this time is really dare not play small, find the automatic backup of the cloud album, the lovely photo of her puffed side cheeks deleted with one click.
The company’s main goal is to provide a comprehensive range of products and services to the market.
“Can I have the car keys now?” She lazily held her forehead, slightly tilted her head, raised a pair of peach blossom eyes, as if to see him through this person from inside to outside.
Song met did not dare to make a move, took out the car keys from his pocket and put them on the table, pushing them in front of her. The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
Song met hurriedly invited the waiter to settle the bill, also followed behind Meng Jianwei, attentive: “Where are you going, I’ll drive you there, your car is still in the Qinghewan car skill workshop?”
Meng Jianwei did not stop, as if she did not notice his presence, crossed the stone road, through the wind-blown bamboo forest.
Song met to speed up his steps to catch up with her, organized language before the opportunity to speak, Meng Jianwei suddenly paused, turned back to grab his tie, pulling down hard.
Song was caught off guard and was dragged down by her, and their upturned noses almost collided. The two of them almost collided with each other. He thought that only in a dream would he be able to see her so closely, and his heart began to beat faster, fluttering, about to jump out.
The warmth of Meng Jianwei’s breath was on his face, and he could smell the scent of his body, a fresh citrus fragrance. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are doing.
Song met with confusion and was about to question her when Meng Jianwei followed and punctured his lie: “You said there was no one at home this morning and the car keys were at home, so who took the photos for you?”
The reason she didn’t break it down on the spot was because the car keys were in his hands, so she simply went along with his performance.
Song met a momentary speech, Meng Jianwei met his eyes, and after a moment, let go of his hand and patted his chest: “Don’t follow me.”
The tie was hanging outside the suit, adding a few folds where she had pinched it. Song met stood in place, his fingers stroked the creases on the tie, and loosened the knot that had been pulled tight, before tucking it back into the suit and sticking to the straight shirt.
The blink of an eye, Meng Jianwei has gone far away, reached out and stopped a cab to sit in, quickly disappearing from sight.
Song met down stifled a laugh, hand into the trouser pocket, kicked away a small stone by the foot, and is helpless and funny, really Meng Jianlian this kind of sword and gun girl no way at all.
He felt the phone in his pocket, took it out and pondered for a while, and asked politely in the “Sixteen Young Men of the Capital” group, “How to chase a girl, please?”
Zhao Yichen, the prodigal lover, spoke up enthusiastically: “You’ve asked the right person this question. I know too much about how to chase girls, but I don’t know how to chase Meng Jianwei.”
Song met: “……”
What you mean is that Meng Jianwei is not a girl?
Zhao Yichen you come out! I’ll kill you! How dare you make up my future child’s mother in disguise!
—— off-topic — —I’m sorry.
Song met: stay with the night for a long time, it seems to become cranky too. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing.
