Chapter 143: Divine Power

Chapter 138

Sitting next to him, the man picked up a glass of red wine and sat there and drank it.

Time passed minute by minute, the two of them leisurely tasted red wine, Meng Jingwei watched the variety show, it seemed that the laughter was very low, laughing from time to time, and even when she was in a good mood, she would pat Qing Muye's shoulder, "Look at them, haha, laugh at me, that person is too stupid." ”

"Ouch, no, no, no, it's so good, it's so good that I laugh so much that my stomach hurts. ”

"Ice cubes have to be kept warm, wrapping ice cubes in a quilt will heat up the ice cubes, oh my God, he doesn't have any common sense, it's so good, it's so cute. “

The huge apartment, only Qing Muye was very quiet, so quiet that people couldn't feel the smell of fireworks, but just because of Meng Jingwei's appearance, Qing Muye felt an unprecedented feeling.

It's like home, with laughter and laughter, so that he is immersed in it, but there is no silence and coldness in the plain day.

He looked at Meng Jingwei, who was smiling like a child, and she seemed to let down her guard against him, and happiness seemed to be contagious, making him also physically and mentally happy.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Jingwei finally fell asleep, lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

That look, like an ignorant little girl sleepy on the sofa, is very cute.

Qing Muye took the wine glass, drank all the wine in the glass, put down the goblet and walked over, raised his hand, and wanted to flick her cheek, but remembering her defensiveness in the elevator at that time, he just picked her up after all and sent her to the second bedroom.

Leaned over and gently put her on the soft bed, but he didn't have time to straighten up, but Meng Jingwei hugged his neck and didn't let him move.

Qing Muye frowned, and moved again, but Meng Jingwei hugged him tightly and muttered, "Hmm...... Annoying, don't move. ”

In this way, he couldn't bear to push away, so he lay down beside her.

At that moment, the soft bed sank slightly, and Meng Jingwei felt that she had a support beside her, so she thought it was the big bear hugging bear at home, and directly pressed her legs up.

His cheek rubbed dishonestly on Qing Muye's chest, found a comfortable position, and then fell asleep.

She slept well, but she suffered from Qing Muye.

The soft fragrance in his arms, the fragrance of shampoo between his noses, and the unique body fragrance of the little woman tugged at his heartstrings, like a torture, torturing him.

Finally, he couldn't help but push Meng Jingwei away and wanted to leave.

As a result, as soon as he moved, Meng Jingwei hugged her tightly, and her feet involuntarily hooked his legs, hugging her tighter.

Meng Jingwei is used to being alone, so she likes to put a big doll on the bed, and when she sleeps, she holds the doll and sleeps with her legs pressed on it, which is the most comfortable.

So she already regarded Qing Muye as a plush doll in her sleep.

Qing Muye, who was 'burned by fire', looked at Meng Jingwei and couldn't help muttering, "What an abrasive little goblin." ”

This kind of 'torture' was not something Qing Muye could bear after all, so he had to ruthlessly push her away and leave her bedroom in embarrassment.

Because he was worried that after staying for a while, he would really be unable to help but ask her fiercely.

Meng Jingwei had a good night's sleep and woke up on time at seven o'clock the next day.

Yawned, stretched his limbs on the bed, opened his eyes and looked around, and found that the person was actually in the bedroom.

She was stunned for a moment, and then immediately touched her body, making sure that everything was safe and sound, and there was no sign of being violated by that bastard of Qing Muye, and her hanging heart finally fell.

"It seems that this scumbag is very afraid of grandma. ”

She couldn't help laughing, and she was finally relieved of Qing Muye.

After getting up, she washed up and went to the living room to find it empty.

She thought that Qing Muye was sleeping, and she didn't bother, so she rummaged through the cabinets and looked for food in the kitchen and refrigerator, but there was nothing.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs, ate something, and when she was about to leave, she thought of Qing Muye again, so she simply brought her a hot dry noodles and soy milk.

Back in the apartment, he walked to Qing Muye's room and knocked on the door, "Hey, get up." ”