The knock on the door was soft, but Mengci was still woken up.

"Who is it so early"? Mengci muttered and reluctantly got out of Congshan's arms.

She looked at her watch and exclaimed, "Yikes! It's half past seven! There's a milkman down there! ”

Sometimes the milkman came at half-past seven, sometimes at seven-ten, sometimes at seven-twenty. Normally, Mengci would stand at the gate at 6:40, waiting for the milkman without hurry.

She laughs every day when she sees him, not because he looks funny, but because she drinks milk from him every day, and she sees him every day!

She ran to the window in her pajamas, opened the curtains, opened the window and shouted in a crisp voice: "I'm sorry! I'll be down right away! ”

The milkman smiled and said, "Okay! Miss! You're welcome! ”

Because she was afraid that the milkman would be anxious, Mengci ran down in her pajamas while combing her hair with her hands.

Panting, she opened the door and bowed to the milkman in apology: "I'm sorry, I really have something to do today." ”

"It's okay". The young milkman said with a smile, "Usually you wait for me, but today I waited for you, just to balance the apologies in my heart." ”

Mengci's cheeks turned red, and he said, "Can you sell me more milk?" ”

"Yes!" The milkman took the thermos flask in Mengci's hand and filled her with a bottle of milk.

Mengci took the thermos flask, lowered his head slightly, and ran back to the villa as if flying.

She smeared the bread slices with cream, poured herself a full glass of milk, quickly closed the thermos flask, and ate slowly. She leaned on the vermilion lacquer railing and stared through the glass door at Congshan, who was sleeping in front of her.

I don't know how long it took for her to eat a slice of bread and drink half a glass of milk. She gently opened the door, walked in softly, and gently pulled the door up again. She squatted in front of Congshan, her head on her hands, looking at his lips tenderly, so close.

Congshan opened his eyes, stroked his long black hair, and said, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

"How do you know?"

"You have milk and bread crumbs in the corners of your mouth."

Meng Ci frowned slightly, and complained softly: "You shouldn't say it, how embarrassing it is for me." ”

She stuck out her tongue and was about to lick the corner of her mouth, but Satoyama gently bit it and sucked it into her mouth. Mengci felt that his tongue was numb and crispy, but it didn't hurt.

Naturally, Satoyama put his arms around Yume, pressed her under him, kissed her forehead, and slowly touched her thighs with his hands. Gently, gently touching upwards, Mengci's body suddenly trembled, and a moan of ecstasy came out of his mouth.

"Eh, get up and have breakfast." Mengci pushed Congshan's chest and said.

"I want to sleep again."

"You can't skip breakfast! You sit up, and I'll bring you milk. ”

"I don't even bother to sit up."

"That? How to eat that? ”

Congshan looked at Mengci mischievously: "You eat it in your mouth, why don't you give it to me again?" ”

"This? This doesn't work, does it?" Meng Ci bit his lip and said.

"What's not to do? Even your heart is mine, what else can't you do? ”

"Good"! Meng Cijiao smiled, "Hey, just feed!" ”

The sun shines brightly on the curtains, and the back and buttocks of Dream Porcelain become more and more white and delicate.

The two of them were still holding each other tightly, and each other had already entered each other's bodies. It's as if they won't be separated for a long time.

Mengci put on an indigo-colored miniskirt and a white short-sleeved shirt and began to sweep the floor, mop the floor, wash clothes, and wash curtains. Congshan was lying on the sofa and watching TV with melon seeds.

After she finished these chores, she sat next to Congshan and watched TV. It is precisely because they do very ordinary things that they seem to be a loving couple.

At about eleven o'clock, Mengci got up to make lunch, and Congshan followed. Congshan chops vegetables, dreams porcelain steamed rice, stir-fried vegetables, and boils porridge. When they cook well, they naturally eat relatively well. After eating, they naturally wash the dishes together.

They take naps separately. Sleeping in one room, they want to have sex, but they have done it at least five times since yesterday to today.

Tossing and turning, tossing and turning, Yuelou still can't sleep. It wasn't until about four o'clock that she fell asleep in a daze.

She woke up at eight o'clock, and when she woke up, she still didn't see Satoyama.

"Today is Xidie's birthday, he shouldn't forget it, right?"

Yuelou mobilized everyone in the other industry to find Congshan, and she herself went to the newspaper office.

"That's right". She said to the editor, "You know who I am, too." Today is my daughter's first birthday, he didn't come back yesterday, and he still hasn't come back today, so I want to ask you to post the news, just say that my daughter is on her birthday today, and let him come back quickly. ”

The editor listened to her words and moved the pen like a fly: "Okay! As soon as I wrote it, I published it. ”

Yuelou said: "It must be immediately!" ”

She watched the editor write, mimeograph, and send it out, and then she was relieved.

Yuelou bowed deeply, and his tone was inevitably bleak: "Thank you." ”

The editor laughed and said, "It's fine." ”

She never shed tears in front of people, let alone strangers, but as soon as she lowered her head, tears involuntarily flowed on the ground.

She lowered her head and said, "Sorry for letting you see the joke." ”

The editor chuckled: "You're welcome, we have also earned a lot of attention by relying on your family's scandal." ”

Yuelou said: "Then I'm leaving, and I'm going to find him." ”

"You walk slowly". The editor said gently.

She hailed a taxi and asked the driver to take her to the Red House on the edge of the park where they had stayed a long time ago. She bought the building for him, and it was not renovated, but the interior was cleaned.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm going to scold him severely." It's the child's birthday, and he should have come back early in the morning anyway. ”

No one.

There is no one in the living room, no one in the bedroom, no one in the study, no one in the bathroom, no one in the bathroom, no one on the balcony.

Every time she entered a room, the sorrow in her heart increased. In fact, she cried when she was at the door, and she cried again when she just held back her tears.

Dressed in a crimson cheongsam, she curled up on a large sofa embroidered with black gold flowers, looking like a lonely rose that had long since died.

Mengci Congshan woke up close to the afternoon. Naturally, they are tired and tired. Whoever does long, hearty love five or six times in two days will always feel tired.

Mengci cautiously asked, "When are you going to leave?" ”

"Tomorrow afternoon." Satoshi Hill Road.

"You came yesterday morning, and you're leaving tomorrow afternoon!" Mengci pursed his lips and said don't look over.

Congshan hugged her, rubbed her sideburns and said, "I'll come back in two days, she makes me sad so much." ”

"Okay". Mengci suddenly smiled, and fell into her lover's arms with a smile, "You can come at any time, and I will welcome you with open arms when you come." ”

She's not a bad girl, but no matter how kind a girl is, she laughs and says that.

Congshan said: "Well, I will definitely come every few days." ”

Yuelou didn't know what time she woke up.

In fact, it was past three o'clock, and she had slept for nearly three hours.

All she knew was that she was in tears.

The couch was wet, as was the back of her hand.

She sat on the couch in a daze, and she didn't know how long.

"Where the hell is he? He has nowhere to go! Did he hide from me? Or is he on a business trip? Where did you go with friends? Which friend's house I don't know about? ”

'That's not the point, it's about whether he can come back in the afternoon. Even if they couldn't find him, as long as he walked around the street, someone who had read the newspaper would tell him. If he doesn't come back, on the child's first birthday, it's too much. ”

The sunset is always sad, but the sunset of spring is not the sunset of autumn after all, and there is not so much sadness and loneliness.

At this time, Mengci Congshan got out of the car, walked in the spring light of April, and showed a happy smile on his face in the warm light of the sunset.

Mengci blinked and said, "I'm going to the city, are you really not going with me?" ”

Congshan said: "No, you come back early, I'll wait for you here." ”

Mengci breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay! Then I'll go early and come back early! ”

After she finished speaking, she twisted her waist and ran towards the main road.

This is where he and Yuelou first met:

"She came by carriage from the north and saw me in front of her. Where did she stand when she got off the bus?" He struggled to find the tree he had leaned on.

He had a good memory and immediately found the tree. He crouched under the tree and looked up slightly at the road: "She got off the car there." ”

He walked over and stood where she got off the station.

"She was wearing a red cheongsam, so gaudy and elegant. Her gait is like a water lily swaying gently in the wind, and her smile is like an orchid suddenly blooming in a deep valley. ”

"How could she trust me so much"? Congshan pondered, "You will not hesitate to give me half a bag of gold to start a business?" She is not a lavish woman, and she usually carefully considers how much money is most appropriate when giving money. ”

"Why the hell does she trust me so much? Did she already like me at the time? Or is there something about me that attracts her? ”

He wasn't sure what prompted her to do that.

She never talked to him about it.

He knew she was afraid that such a topic would stab his pride.

"Who's wrong?"

"Of course it's her."

"How did she and I end up like this?

"Because of her character, of course."

He did not reflect on himself and blamed everything on his wife's character.

Isn't there a lot of people in the world who don't know how to reflect on themselves, and just look for problems in others?

Isn't it also a man's trait to not know how to introspect?

Don't men always have too much self-esteem in front of women? Always feeling like you're above women?

"I've known Mengci for two years, but I've never had any disputes, but I'm always arguing with her, cold war."

"If she knew about my relationship with Mengci......"

At 7:50, Mengci came to the Rose Hotel.

She had already figured out how to deal with this disgusting man.

Men come on time. He knew that Yumeci would definitely come.

The man grinned and said, "Can't you wait?" ”

"Yes"! Meng Cijiao smiled, "Hurry up and invite me to dinner." ”

"What about after eating"? The man said as he glanced at Mengci's plump chest.

Mengci blinked and said, "After eating? Whatever you want, we'll do it. ”

"Good! Good! Good! ”

The man was about to hold Mengci's hand, but Mengci put his hand behind his back and said with a smile: "Can't you hold it again later?" ”

"Okay! You can do whatever you want! ”

The 'Rose Hotel' in Weiyang District is known as the second largest hotel in Xi'an. The first is naturally the 'Fontainebleau' of the bell tower.

Although Mengci has been to 'Fontainebleau' several times with Congshan, he is still attracted by the elegance here.

This is a traditional Chinese decoration, not like the gold cup and silver cup of 'Fontainebleau', rouge and vulgar powder.

Before you even enter the door, you can smell a faint sandalwood fragrance. It turned out that the floor, tables, stools, steps, and handrails were all made of sandalwood. The floor is carved with roses, and the notches of the roses are coated with some kind of bright red plant dye. There is also a faint aroma of this plant in the sandalwood.

A counter carved from a single piece of dark green jadeite sits directly opposite the main door. Everyone who passes by will look inside, and every wealthy businessman who enters the door to eat will smack his tongue and praise again and again. Bowls, chopsticks, and dinner plates are naturally good jade, and teapots and teacups are naturally good purple sand.

If you look up, you'll see a couple of lanterns. The lantern is not made of cloth, of course, but is carved from a huge pearl of the night. It wasn't dark yet, and the Night Pearl didn't look very bright, but its color and texture made even a blind person see that it was a peerless thing.

These are by no means luxurious, but elegant. Luxury means gold cups and silver cups, gold chopsticks and silver plates, gold bracelets and silver rings.

No matter how gold and silver are used, it feels tacky.

The man thought that Mengci would be surprised and would worship himself in particular. Yumeji wasn't surprised, because she and Satoyama had been to more elegant places.

The man pointed to the table at the corner of the staircase and the wall, drooped his head and said, "Where shall we sit?" ”

"Okay". Mengci Shi Shiran walked over.

The menu is very thick, and the price of each dish is more than 1,000 yuan, and even the fried pork with garlic sprouts costs 1,000 and a half.

Mengci winked and said, "Let's order the cheapest one, right?" ”

She knew that when a man invited a woman to dinner, the more the woman said that it was cheaper, and the more the man asked her to order the most expensive.

Sure enough, the man flipped the menu to the end and generously said, "I'll only allow you to order the dishes after this page." ”

"Is it"? Mengci smiled.

"Yes! You have as much as you want. ”

Mengci ordered forty dishes, thirty-two bowls of soup, sixty-four bottles of Xifeng wine, and one hundred and twenty-eight steamed buns. Vegetables, soup, Xifeng wine, and steamed buns were placed on four tables.

She asked the shopkeeper to call thirty-two people and arranged them in their seats.

Mengci chuckled, "Do I order more?" ”

"No more, no less"! The man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face was as red as if it were a part of a monkey's body.

"Is it"? Mengci looked around the hotel and said, "There are still a few empty tables, shall I order more?" ”

The man smiled awkwardly: "Don't order it, I don't have enough money on me." ”

Mengci covered his mouth and smiled: "Okay, then I won't order." ”

There were ten dishes on each of the other four tables, but no more than four on her own table.

She asked the man, "Where is your home?" ”

"Just near the Daming Palace". The man said.

Mengci frowned and said, "Be specific!" For example, which street and what is the house number. ”

The man said solemnly, "What are you doing in such detail?" ”

Meng Ci blinked and smiled: "What do you think a beautiful woman can do if she asks your address?" ”

The man's eyes lit up and he said, "Are you coming to my house?" ”

"Of course. Aren't you afraid of your wife? ”

"Not afraid, not afraid". The man's confidence is a little insufficient, "My home is at No. 33 Liujiaoting Road." You're here on Saturday and Sunday, okay? ”

"Good". Mengci bowed slightly, and inadvertently showed a smug smile on his face.

It was raining lightly outside. The man held an umbrella for Mengci and opened the car door: "Let's go to Mingguang Hotel, the environment is very good." ”

"To the hotel? Why should I go to the hotel with you"? Mengci pretended to be surprised and said.

"Didn't you say you were going to be my lover and come to my house?"

"Did I say that"? Mengci denied.

The man said angrily: "If you don't sleep with me, I'll tell Congshan's wife that her husband is having an affair." ”

When Mengci heard the word 'affair', tears suddenly flowed out. She bit her lip fiercely and said hatefully: "If you dare to tell Yuelou, I will go to your house and tell your wife!" Tell your mom that you're a pervert and want to fuck a beautiful woman every time you see her! ”