Song Qingju smiled and said to Su Meng: "Su Meng was afraid that you would poison the dish, so he came over to check it." ”

Su Meng also smiled when he heard it: "Don't you say that Su Meng hasn't remembered it yet, and Su Meng will put ten catties of laxatives in the dish later." ”

Song Qing said, "Su Meng came here to see if they could help." ”

Su Meng said: "You two don't come to make trouble, just go out and wait." ”

They were not reluctant to listen to it, and they were going to go out after talking for a while, but before leaving, Song Qingdu suddenly turned his head and said to Su Meng: "By the way, Xiaotang, do you still like this kitchen that Su Meng prepared for you?"

Su Meng reacted immediately when he heard this, picked up the steel wool ball on the stove next to him and threw it at him: "Damn, Su Meng is still thinking about it, it turns out that your kid has already calculated it!"

Song Qingju laughed and dodged sideways, and slipped away. Song Qingzhi shook his head with a smile and walked out as well. The kitchen quieted down suddenly, without the disturbance of others, Su Meng's movements in his hands unconsciously accelerated, and after a short time, he brought out the fried dishes, and found that the two brothers were already sitting at the table waiting.

Su Meng was secretly amused in her heart, and after looking at the time, she estimated that they were indeed hungry, so she sat down and let them serve the meal by themselves. At the dinner table, accompanied by gags, he also ate for nearly an hour, and after eating, Song Qingzhi consciously took on the responsibility of washing dishes. Su Meng and Song Qingdu were eating tea and chatting in the courtyard, during which he learned that Su Meng's mobile phone was taken away by the Ruan family, and without saying a word, he made a phone call, and in less than twenty minutes, the driver of the Maybach sent in a brand-new mobile phone with a card inserted.

Su Meng was secretly speechless, and said in her heart that this speed was enough. Song Qingju understood the expression on Su Meng's face, and said with a smile that Su Meng was making a fuss. Sure enough, the richer the person, the more precious his time is, and he even takes his subordinates to do things vigorously.

During the conversation, Su Meng thought that Ah Piao City would not start until three o'clock in the morning, and it was only nine o'clock now, and he couldn't sleep when he was full, so he had to find a way to kill time, so he asked Song Qingju if there were any good places to go around nearby.

Song Qing decided: "Su Meng has already arranged it, and I will take you to a good place later." ”

As he was talking, Song Qingzhi also came out, and Song Qingzhi suddenly came to his senses and said to Su Meng: "Everyone is together, Su Meng asked Uncle Zhong to drive the car over." ”

Song Qingzhi put down his sleeves and said with a puzzled expression: "Where are you going to take Su Meng?"

Song Qingdu winked at Su Meng: "Xiao Tang said he wanted to go to the bar to play." ”

Su Meng immediately became anxious, and scolded him for what Su Meng wanted to go?! Can you not keep using Su Meng as a shield? Song Qingzhi glanced at Su Meng when he heard this, and said, "Go ahead, Su Meng doesn't want to go." ”

"No," Song Qing resolutely grabbed him in vain and persuaded him, "Brother, you are only twenty-seven years old, can you not be like a seventy-two-year-old man?

Song Qingzhi laughed when he heard this: "There are so many people there, what's the point?"

"Don't worry," Song Qingju patted his chest and promised, "The one that Su Meng took you to definitely suit your taste." ”

He was so good at talking, and finally reluctantly moved Song Qingzhi. Then he glanced at Su Meng again, raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiao Tang, do you want to change your clothes?"

Su Meng looked down at herself and found that after the kidnapping incident in the afternoon, Su Meng was wearing a set of mud-stained clothes as if she had fled back, which was even more shabby compared to the brightly dressed Song brothers next to her. So Su Meng went back to the room to change her clothes and wash her face, and came out just in time to see the Maybach parked at the door in the afternoon, Song Qing decided to beckon Su Meng to go up, Su Meng and Song Qing glanced at each other, obviously a little helpless with each other.

Su Meng found that Song Qingdu was still very playful, and he could talk about the famous bars along the way, and he was probably a frequent customer. The neon lights on the street outside the car window blended into a blend of red, green and green, reflecting on his smiling face and long hair, making the tear mole in the corner of his eye more and more obvious, as if there was a kind of feminine beauty. This reminded Su Meng of the fact that he wore women's clothes until he was sixteen years old, and he couldn't help laughing.

Song Qingju looked at Su Meng curiously, and then turned to talk to Song Qingzhi. At this time, Su Meng thought about it, and felt that Song Qingju's type of man should be very popular among women.

I heard that the aesthetics of men and women are different, women's aesthetics are more neutral, while men appreciate the femininity of women and the masculinity of men. However, the paradox is that if a man looks like a top beauty, then other men will think that he is better looking than a woman, which seems to explain why there were always one or two beautiful male pets around the ancient emperors.

While he was thinking about it, the driver suddenly turned into a secluded street and stopped in front of a very low-key building.

Song Qingzhi was wearing a dark gray turtleneck knit sweater and a pair of denim trousers, and his face still looked like he hadn't woken up, holding his chest and standing at the door to watch Su Meng and Song Qingju get out of the car.

He was a little surprised when he saw Su Meng's embarrassed appearance at first sight, and asked Song Qingju with a slight frown: "What did the Ruan family do?"

Seeing Song Qingdu nodded, he looked at Su Meng slightly apologetically: "The grievances of the Song Ruan family shouldn't involve you." They went too far this time, thinking they should have known about the grandfather and grandson. ”

Song Qingju snorted coldly: "They actually dare to complain about Su Meng, could it be that Su Meng forced the grandfather and grandson to enter the sanatorium? Su Meng don't talk nonsense with them, no matter how much they say, they can't resist their prejudice against the Song family." ”

Saying that, he glanced at Su Meng, and said even more angrily: "And they dare to ambush people here, obviously they don't even care about the Yin family." ”

Song Qingzhi sighed: "The Song family and the Yin family have always been good friends, and they have an in-law relationship, the Ruan family naturally knows about it, how can they worry about not giving the Yin family face?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an autumn wind blew, bringing with him a few wisps of early winter chill. Su Meng shivered from the cold, only to feel a dull pain in the wound on her back. So Su Meng said to the two of them: "Can you go in and say something? Don't you feel cold when you wear so little?"

Song Qingju approached Su Meng and said with a smile: "What's cold, are you kidney deficient?"

Su Meng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pulled Song Qingzhi in. When he entered the house, it was a little warmer, and Su Meng lifted his clothes and said to Song Qing: "You hurry up and help Su Meng to see if Su Meng's back is serious?"

Su Meng felt that he stepped forward, stretched out his finger and pressed Su Meng's injury, Su Meng suddenly jumped in pain, turned his head and said weakly: "Can't you say a word before you get started?"

He retracted his hand and said to Su Meng: "Now it looks like it's just a little bruised, Su Meng will take the medicinal wine and rub it for you." ”

Song Qingju also walked in at this time, and when he saw Su Meng, he burst into laughter: "Xiao Tang, why is the bruise on your back still in the shape of a footprint?!"