Meng Fengren left, but left the mobile phone that he had always carried in his pocket on the coffee table, obviously with ulterior motives and unreasonable.

Situ Qinglang also saw what he meant, so he let the thing under his nose, but he turned a blind eye.

Sweetheart packed up the dishes, wiped the water on her hands and went out, seeing that Qinglang was still sitting on the sofa and did not go upstairs to rest, so she said, "I'm fine, let's go to sleep too." ”

"Yes. Situ Qinglang replied and reached out to turn off the TV.

The phone lit up impartially when he got up, and some WeChat messages were pushed on the lock screen.

Coincidentally, there is no book, if Qinglang doesn't stand up, maybe he won't read the content clearly, but he happened to sweep the name of the sender of the message, and his nickname is "Little Prince".

This nickname is familiar to him, and he also recognizes the avatar, and there is also such a person in the "Family" column of his mobile phone address book.

This man is the breeze.

The message was cut off at the waist, and the first half of the message was "What did you do, why did you only do it at this time-"

Situ Qinglang was instantly hit on the head, he didn't expect Qingfeng to know Meng Feng, and judging by the tone of their voices, they seemed to be very familiar with each other.

His brain was hot, and he directly picked up Meng Feng's mobile phone, but the mobile phone was vibrated to remind him when it was delivered on WeChat, which he ignored.

The mobile phone is a sliding lock screen, as long as the fingertip is swiped, it can be unlocked, Situ Qinglang's hand trembled slightly, and he looked like this by his sweetheart.

Sweetheart was also frightened, she couldn't see what Qing Lang received about the message, but almost intuitively, she felt that Qing Lang had seen something about Qing Feng.

"Isn't that okay?" she cautioned him, "it's Meng Feng's thing. ”

But Situ Qinglang's mind was already blank, and he remembered the news he saw a few days ago - Meng Feng and Qingfeng also attended an art exhibition, plus Meng Feng's subtext today.

Could it be that the two of them ......

Just when Situ Qinglang couldn't control himself and wanted to find out, Meng Feng suddenly walked out of the room with wet hair, a towel tied around his waist, and his chest muscles and abdominal muscles were in a complete block, stronger than Qing Lang.

Sweetheart quickly blushed and twisted her face to the side, and said that this, this, this, and this are all exhibitionists!

What if that bath towel falls off! I'm not ashamed!

Situ Qinglang's hand froze, Meng Feng's expression was playful, he walked straight forward, took out the mobile phone from his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring the mobile phone in." ”

Situ Qinglang's head was bleeding, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What is the relationship between you and Qingfeng?"

His forced gaze made his sweetheart shudder, but Meng Feng didn't care at all, he turned the mobile phone in his hand and said casually: "Buddy relationship." ”

"Bastard, don't think I don't know what you think!" Situ Qinglang instantly threw a punch!

Meng Feng raised his right hand and calmly took it, looking at him arrogantly: "Qingfeng is the flower you keep in the greenhouse?

"You...... You bastard!" Situ Qinglang quickly retracted his fist, followed by another blow, this time Meng Feng didn't dodge or block, and was directly beaten in the chin.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which frightened Sweetheart, and seeing that Qing Lang was about to be beaten, she hurriedly held his hand and said, "Qing Lang, you ask about the situation first, he is our guest! How can you hurt him at home!"