When Meng Feng heard Situ Qinglang mention this topic, he couldn't help but sigh, he said casually: "The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, when did you gossip so much and ask such a question?"

"There's always the necessary concern, and I do that to everyone, and it has nothing to do with gossip. ”

"You know my sexuality, too. Meng Feng pushed the bowl and was full, "I'm afraid it's impossible to find a woman." ”

"So?" Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Meng Feng took his eyes naturally: "I don't have a girlfriend, I have a boyfriend, are you interested in knowing who it is?"

Situ Qinglang stared at his eyes, and at this moment there was a subtle fluctuation in his heart, he always felt that Meng Feng had something to say, and this made it clear that he knew who the other party was.

He has always been opposed to same-sex feelings, not to mention a man like Meng Feng with an unlimited future, he will definitely not let go of his sexuality and be with a man in a grand manner.

Who is the other party?

Although there was a trace of curiosity and uneasiness in his heart, Situ Qinglang did not come out as he looked, he said calmly: "I'm not interested, it doesn't matter to me who is with whom. ”

"What about you?" Meng Feng turned his gaze to sweetheart again, looking at her with a smile, "Little girl, do you know what the relationship between me and your husband is?"

"What kind of relationship?" the more she listened, the more she felt that the knot between these two people was not simple, could it be that they had a relationship of picking up soap before?

It was terrible! She felt very broken when she thought about it--in terms of size and character, when the two attacks met, Qing Lang could only be a victim!

"Don't talk nonsense. "Situ is clear and upright.

Meng Feng didn't care about his warning at all, he pointed to the narrow scar on his face: "This is left by your husband." ”

"......" Sweetheart was stunned instantly, this scar looked like a scar, pale red from his temple to his left forehead, why did Qing Lang do this to him?

Situ Qinglang took a mouthful of meatball soup speechlessly.

"When we used to go to military school, we used to have bunk beds, and once your husband beat me up. Meng Feng said lightly, "beat him up" and said it as calmly as "invite him to dinner".

Sweetheart hugged the small bowl and shivered and drank a sip of soup, she really didn't understand the world of men at all, no matter what had happened, it was indeed too violent to hurt people like this, what if someone died?

The strange thing is that there is already such a deep contradiction, and these two people are still sitting together to eat so peacefully-no, it seems to be peaceful, but in fact the storm is surging, and both of them have something to say, so that she is almost like a night puzzle game!

"Don't talk about that. Situ Qinglang frowned, "It's all in the past, I don't want my sweetheart to know, are you so immeasurable, do you have to worry about this little thing for a lifetime?"

"Of course not. Meng Feng smiled, "Isn't this a point of talking, since I am sitting at your house and eating the food cooked by your daughter-in-law, of course, I must let your daughter-in-law have a deep understanding of me, and I can't let her think that I am a bandit robbing." ”

"Then you have a deep understanding of her?" Situ Qinglang suddenly asked Sweetheart.

Sweetheart was stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded and shook her head--Who knows anything about him! Kneel and beg you two men to solve your own problems, don't always involve me, an innocent woman, okay!.