Seeing that Wu Wan always lowered her head slightly, ignoring her sisters at all, Meng Yi couldn't help but be angry from her heart, and said with a cold face: "Sister Wan is really a big face, I didn't know that this family girl/mother/style is like this, and from now on, I will have to be good at learning and teaching." ”

Her voice was a little high, and Wu Wan's longing and feelings were all shattered by these cold words.

She frowned slightly and glanced at Meng Lu, but who wanted to meet Meng Juan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Wu Wan's heart was sudden, a sweet smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Sister Lu, don't be annoyed, I just listened to the book and listened to it for a while, so I didn't hear Sister Juan's words, I'll accompany you here first, the two sisters don't go to your heart." ”

I have to say that Wu Wan's social skills are still good, and her gentle and gentle words not only show the generosity of the women of the world, but also the tolerance of her sister, and it is very easy to win people's favor.

Meng Juan didn't eat her at all, she still stared at Wu Wan with a smile, and said lightly: "Sister Wan's words are serious." Sister Wan is so gentle and polite, sensible and considerate, if it is really a family upbringing, the little sister is ashamed. ”

Wu Wan immediately smiled softly and said, "Don't dare, Sister Juan praises." My sister Bing Xue is smart, and I admire my sister very much. ”

Meng Juan was stunned for a moment, but when he looked up, he saw Wu Wan's watery eyes looking over for a moment, Meng Juan's mind turned slightly, and his heart was bright in an instant

Wu Wan: This is an obvious sign of weakness. Now that he has other thoughts, he is afraid that Wu Wan may not be able to do his best, for the Meng family. It's good to get rid of a strong opponent.

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Juan smiled and stopped talking.

Seeing that Wu Wan actually boasted that her sister was coming, Meng Yi couldn't say anything more, so she also stopped, still focusing on the storyteller's female ancestor, and the scene was quiet for a while.

Regarding the quarrel lawsuits of these girls, Fu Jun only glanced at them, and she kept secretly observing the micro-expressions of everyone in the audience. I want to find out who the self-killing maid is following. And these little girls are obviously not among them.

However, it is a pity that everyone in the room looked as usual, until the banquet dispersed, and Fu Jun did not find any clues from it.

Sent off the guests. Fu Jun took people back to Linqing Pavilion. They were worried for an afternoon. At this time, everyone was a little tired, so Fu Jun ordered them to go down to rest, leaving only Luping and Luzao to serve by his side.

Removed the full hairpin ring. Changing into a comfortable home-style jacket and skirt, Fu Jun also felt quite tired, so he leaned on the couch.

Chisel Jinrui beast furnace rested a star of Safulan, the fragrance is faint and quiet, by the cool breeze of autumn / day / scattered in all directions, the little maids under the corridor are all restrained sound, the courtyard is silent, a few yellow leaves dance lightly with the wind, silently falling to the ground.

When Meng Yuan stepped into the Linqing Pavilion, what he saw was this peaceful and tranquil scene.

He involuntarily lightened his steps, took off his big hat and put it on the crook of his arm, with a faint smile on his face, and lifted the curtain and entered the house.

The room was filled with a light aroma, which was the smell he was accustomed to, light and sweet, like the snowy apricot blossoms in February.

Meng Yuan's smile grew thicker, and he walked lightly into the room.

Fu Jun was crooked on the couch, his eyes half-closed, his long eyelashes resting on his eyelids, casting two crescent-like shadows.

Meng Yuan's hair lightened his steps, and the corners of his lips hooked an upturned arc.

Her sleeping face is so good-looking, he can't see it enough for a long time.

He took another step forward, the soles of his boots striking the felt with a slight sound.

Fu Jun on the couch was immediately alarmed. Her body moved, her long, dense eyelashes trembling slightly, and she opened a pair of misty eyes, staring at his face in a fog.

Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Noisy with you?" ”

Fu Jun shook his head, rubbed his eyes again, and the person got up from the couch, stepped forward very naturally to take Meng Yuan's big slur, and said with a light smile: "No, I just squinted for a while." As he spoke, he opened the Tieli Wood lacquer glossy closet next to the couch and hung his clothes inside.

Her voice still had a sleepy taste, with a hint of softness and softness in the lightness, and she was not aware of it, and when she said nothing, she saw that he was silent, so she raised her eyebrows and stared at him.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her hoarse and sweet voice, feathering across his ears and brushing his heart.

Meng Yuan's eyes sank slightly, and as soon as he stretched out his long arm, he took Fu Jun into his arms, and in an instant, the sweet and cold aroma filled his nose, and his throat was a little dry.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked again, and arched in his arms, her warm and soft body like a fish, clinging to him through the fabric.

Meng Yuan's throat swallowed, and a slender figure in a dark robe suddenly crossed in front of him.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and his arms were strong, tightly hugging the delicate body in his arms.

"You're mine." He was a little indistinct, and his hot breath sprayed out, burning Fu Jun's heart.

"What did you say?" She asked. He had just buried himself in her neck and spoke, but she didn't hear clearly.

Meng Yuan buried his head in her neck, and it took a while to loosen his arm, but his eyes were still a little dark.

"Nothing." He whispered in her ear, and then lowered his voice more and more, "I'll teach you a lesson tonight." ”

The voice, a little gnashing of teeth.

Fu Jun trembled at the bottom of his heart for no reason.

His breath burned like fire, burning her inside and out. It was easy to gather strength to push him, and when the other party tightened the iron arm even harder, she immediately disarmed and surrendered, and lay in his arms without strength.

Meng Yuan's eyes became darker and darker, and he hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would be robbed, and after a long time, his slightly hoarse voice sounded: "The Joint Investigation Department is here." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but his voice sounds a little muffled.

Fu Jun's mind turned, and soon moved to what he said.

The Joint Investigation Department is here, which means that this matter is not a trivial matter, and the girl who committed suicide is likely to have found important physical evidence.

"Did Grandpa Guo report it to the Joint Investigation Division?" Fu Jun asked.

Meng Yuan was still hugging her, and his voice sounded behind her: "Exactly." The maid stole the private seal of the grandfather and an official letter to his colleagues. ”

Fu Jun was relieved and was not too surprised.

She had vaguely expected what the maid had stolen, but she didn't expect that the maid had stolen the official letter in addition to pirating the seal. No wonder Meng Zhu wants to report to the Joint Investigation Division, with the former Xu Guogong unjust case in front, this kind of thing is naturally better to report it early, Meng Zhu's identity as a relative is too sensitive, so he is to clear up the relationship, showing an attitude that is not afraid of being investigated. (To be continued.) )