Chapter Forty-Eight: Calm Autumn Day

Meng Shu ate the cake in one bite, but he was very well-behaved. With his eyebrows downcast, the fragrant smell of cheese soaks from his mouth to his throat. She looked at Zhu Chi like a little wolf dog, looking at her with innocent eyes. "Aunt Mei said that you like to go shopping, but you haven't gone out since Weiyan's incident, I'll accompany you tonight. Saying that, Zhu Chi was about to come and pull her, "I haven't seen these things in the human world." ”

"It's all closed. She wondered why she had nothing to do today.

If Zhu Chi had a tail, he must have been raised and dragged to the ground by now: "Oh......"

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Zhu Chi dragged her cheeks and watched her take small sips of cheesecake with lemon juice and white chocolate. He didn't speak, just a snorting sound coming from his mouth. Meng Shu looked ridiculous, stretched out his hand as if touching an aggrieved puppy, scratching his chin from head to chin. Zhu Chi snorted, but his hard bones made her hand hurt.

Zhu Chi narrowed his eyes and stayed obediently for a while, and then asked, "Then what do you want to eat, I'll get it for you." ”

Meng Shu laughed out loud and said, "What's wrong? ”

His eyes were sincere: "Indeed...... You said that the man was hot and cold to you, and he was affectionate. This is simply the next three indiscriminate tricks to coax girls, if you leave, you will be finished with honey, and it will hurt you. I said all the books in the room yesterday...... Don't be fooled. I can't do without you now, you can't come to the inn for no reason. His tone was deliberately trembling, and every hair seemed to accuse Meng Shu.

He did see the change in Meng Shu's expression and thinking today, and after she went deep into his memory, an unfamiliar smile appeared on Meng Shu's imperceptible face, soothing, cute, like a little girl. Then it suddenly turns to pain, worry, doubt, and uneasiness. It's very different from what she is now. This made Zhu Chi faintly afraid somewhere in his heart, like someone taking the snow lotus blooming on the cliff first.

She smiled when she heard this, but she thought about something else, what kind of magazine did this kid read, and why did the whole person look cringe. Then he opened his mouth and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

"What's that?" he didn't understand.

"Say you have a lot of ideas. ”

Zhu Chi snatched half of the cake from Meng Shu's hand, glanced at her, light blue flames came out of his fingertips, gradually burning and melting along the border of the cake, and the cheese was dragging down with aroma. He dipped it with the malt biscuit next to him, and then took Meng Shu's hand over on his own initiative.

The cheese on the biscuit gradually solidified due to the cold in her body, and Zhu Chi let go of her hand.

"Click" took a bite and looked at Meng Shu beautifully.

For the first time, Meng Shu was used as a tool for cooking because of the cold power in his body. His face was as if he was dyed with red clouds, "Don't mess around!" I guessed that I had stored a lot of idle magazines, constellation gossip, pet stars, and romance stories in the house now, and I don't know which one Zhu Chi read.

He smiled indifferently.

Sandalwood is swirling, and cicadas are chirping.

After a day, exhausted strength. Meng Shu turned his head sideways, leaned back on the chair and fell asleep. Zhu Chi was still talking about the interesting things he had seen in the world in the past few days, but he stopped abruptly and sighed, picked up Meng Shu, who had fallen asleep, and gently put him on the bed. I always felt twisted, coughed lightly twice, and saw Aunt Mei come over and poke her head out and ask, "What's wrong?"

He pointed to Meng Shu who was stuck in the mattress.

Aunt Mei smiled: "I'll come, she's too tired today." ”

Zhu Chi nodded and walked out, not forgetting to pick up the plate and eat the biscuits. Melodious music on the gramophone spread back and forth in the air, and he lay on the bed and looked at "Harry Potter" at the bedside, and with a wave of his hand, an elk appeared in the courtyard.

When Meng Shu saw the elk the next morning, he pounced directly, rubbed his horns, touched his face, pulled his tail, and rubbed it around. Han Mo and Shuang Lang had just woken up, and they seemed to have had a long dream yesterday. Han Mo wore a shirt to the office to handle things, and Shuang Lang went to design the courtyard here.

The inn returned to its former hustle, and Meng Shu only posted on the circle of friends and the official Weibo: "The proprietress had a whim, and the Le Tourist Inn opened today", and people came in an endless stream.

As soon as Han Mo left on his front foot, Zhang Bingwen, who had come to harass Shuanglang the day before, sneaked in with the guest. He looked left and right, just saw Shuanglang, rubbed over, bowed first, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry." ”

Shuang Lang was startled and took two steps back: "What are you doing? Why are you here again?"

Zhang Bingwen cut his neat short hair, "It's me who has to make inches, I thought you also liked me, but I didn't follow the rules." I'm sorry and I beg your forgiveness. I will definitely respect your ideas in the future!" he said like a bunch of grapes in one breath, "The first time I came into contact with a girl, I also felt that my behavior was too much!"

Heartily stunned for a moment and nodded. Zhang Bingwen is her younger brother, and the two met in the freshman group. Because Zhang Bingwen is in the same major as himself, he often gives him advice and internship experience as a senior sister. A few days ago, he suddenly confessed, but he was a little caught off guard. But on weekdays, Zhang Bingwen doesn't have any excessive behavior, in her hearty heart, she seems to have regarded him as a confidant brother and talks about her heart. Now that the misunderstanding between the two has been resolved, Shuang Lang has also decided to forgive this junior who smiled with a sunny face.

"Can we still be the same as before?" he squirmed, like a child.

Shuanglang said: "It was I who spoke too much that day, don't take it to heart." ”

Zhang Bingwen smiled embarrassedly: "I have deleted the positioning program, I'm sorry for you." Please have a drink, it can be regarded as reparation. I heard that the afternoon tea here is not bad. ”

Shuang Lang smiled a little shyly and nodded.

Aunt Mei brought a glass of white peach condensed milk wine for the two of them, and a glass of poplar nectar with egg yolk milk wine. The two of them sat opposite each other, Su Bingwen pushed his glasses, and still asked with some trepidation: "The man I saw that day...... Is that your boyfriend?"

Shuanglang's first reaction: "Which one?" only to know that he was talking about Han Mo, and shook his head: "I just met, I just saw it." In your eyes, I'm a casual person who can fall in love. ”

Sun Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "No, no." The corners of his mouth moved, but there was no smile in his eyes. may be because he was thinking too much, Zhang Bingwen didn't sleep well in the past two days, and the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious on his pale face.

Suddenly a phone call, he shook a spirit, stood aside and answered mysteriously.