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The three of them talked and laughed all the way back to the beautiful villa, they were already hungry, and when they entered the hall, they smelled the fragrant smell of kitchen food, and they couldn't wait to eat.

All three of them scrambled to wash their hands and come to the table. Looking at the fresh breakfast, I immediately had a great appetite.

Meng Chaosheng and Meng Huo hurriedly sat down, picked up the chopsticks and prepared to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival breakfast, yellow and white poached eggs, watery eight-treasure porridge, sour and hot shredded potatoes, and spicy and crispy spicy dried spicy radish, of course, Zeng Youlan just brought the xiaolongbao that had just come out of the cage.

"You guys eat first, Auntie will be here as soon as she finishes cleaning up!" Zeng Youlan put the xiaolongbao on the table with a smile, and after glancing at Meng Hui who was looking at the kitchen next to her, she said to everyone.

"Oh!" Meng Hui saw that there was nothing to help, so he answered and sat down.

After Zeng Youlan took off her scarf and put it in the kitchen, she followed Wang Yiyan and sat next to Meng Hui, picked up her chopsticks and turned her head to look at Meng Hui, who was sending xiaolongbao to her mouth.

Although Zeng Youlan has not joined the family for a long time, she can also adapt to the environment quickly, and after a few days of familiarity, she also quickly adapted to the living habits and rhythm of Meng Hui's family. Although they haven't seen each other for many years, the relationship between the two families was very close when they were children, and they quickly regained the feeling of living together before.

Therefore, through this period of life with Meng Hui; Learn; training, Zeng Youlan became more and more in love with Meng Hui in her heart. His perseverance, meticulous in learning, and even the openness he showed in life made her particularly admire.

Many times as we grow older, everyone's concepts and thoughts will change, and perhaps many people will choose to forget the naïve memories of childhood, deliberately put those good memories in their hearts, and try to make themselves mature.

The few people who stay will keep these memories in their hearts and pursue their childhood dreams all the time, of course, these are only selective. For example, Meng Hui has always longed for the path of pursuing competition, but Zeng Youlan has always kept that beautiful promise in mind.

In fact, through many facts, it is shown that most women are selfish about their feelings, and this selfishness must be single, or they are in love with the first person they love, and Zeng Youlan is the same.

After nearly ten years, the shadow of Xiaohui's brother in her heart has been accompanying her, and this time she can relive the fairy tale story of her childhood, and the beautiful feeling is even more full of heart.

However, just when Zeng Youlan was comfortable with the fairy tale, Meng Hui on the other side was in reverie after swallowing Xiaolongbao, but what Sun Yiming would do during the Mid-Autumn Festival today, thinking about what kind of text message to send to greet him.

"Brother Xiaohui, can you taste the eight-treasure porridge I made, is it fragrant?" At the same time as Meng Hui was in reverie, Zeng Youlan gave Meng Hui a bowl.

"Oh!"

Meng Hui came back to his senses and picked up the spoon and fed himself a spoonful under Zeng Youlan's expectant gaze.

"Well, that's great!" Meng Hui appreciated.

Since Zeng Youlan came, every time he had a meal in his spare time, he had to stage such a scene, and Meng Hui praised it for good or bad. However, she did a really good job, as good as her mother's craftsmanship, which made Meng Hui applaud. If you want to be fair, it's better than what Wang Yiyan did.

After listening to Meng Hui's appreciation, Zeng Youlan was also happy, and when she saw the smiles of the other three elders, she hurriedly filled each of them with bowls in front of her.

"Haha! It seems that Xiaolan is the same as when she was a child, everyone who has good food and drink thinks about this stinky boy first! Meng Huo said with a laugh.

"Grandpa!" Zeng Youlan lowered her head slightly shyly.

At this time, Meng Chaosheng had already swallowed several buns one after another, and after taking a sip of porridge, he said, "Xiaohui, after breakfast, you and Xiaolan will be free to move." ”

Then he glanced at Wang Yiyan and said, "Let's take grandpa out shopping and buy some clothes for autumn." If you want to buy it, you can see it yourself, the concept of the province is noisy, and you can't find the right one after shopping for a long time. ”

Wang Yiyan nodded, and added: "The money has been transferred to your card, don't save what you want to buy, it's rare to have a holiday today, you two go play by yourself, remember to come back early for dinner in the evening!" ”

Meng Hui turned his head to look at Zeng Youlan, and responded, "Okay!" ”

Zeng Youlan also nodded hurriedly, it was also nice to be able to go shopping alone with Meng Hui.

"By the way, remember to call your brother to say hello, I haven't seen him for two years, I'm a little worried!" Meng Huo put down his chopsticks, stroked his beard and said.

"Got it. Grandpa, isn't my eldest brother doing some research, I heard that he's very busy! He said it would be done in another year, and he would be back then! ”

Of course, Meng Hui also misses Meng Jun very much, although it is now the information age, and mutual contact can be carried out anytime and anywhere, but in the past two years, Meng Jun has been busy except for major festivals to contact his family, and he has heard that he has been busy at other times, and others are not online, and these information technologies are useless.

So after breakfast, the family packed up and prepared to go out, Meng Hui went back to the room to change into casual clothes and returned to the living room, and looked upstairs, although he was not from the same path as his parents, but he also knew the time women spent on dressing up, not to mention Zeng Youlan, an elegant beauty.

Therefore, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Sun Yiming, and then tried to call Meng Jun's number. However, he didn't have much hope that he could get through at one time, according to the past, nine out of ten calls to Meng Jun were turned off, and even if he got through once, he didn't answer.

This shows how busy he must be. However, during the festive season, Meng Jun will still deliberately pay attention to the phone at home.

"Toot! ………… Honk! ………… Honk! …………”

A continuous call came from the phone, and just when Meng Hui was hopeless and about to hang up, Meng Jun answered the phone.

The video chat was also successfully connected, and the image of Meng Jun appeared on the mobile phone screen.

Meng Hui was a little excited, and his right hand began to tremble slightly, so his left hand hurriedly came over to help. Looking at Meng Jun's face on the screen, I could feel that he was busy all day. Dry, white lips, and that nervous and serious look.

"Brother!" Meng Hui controlled his excitement and said.

"Xiaohui! Is everything okay at home? ”

The corners of Meng Jun's eyes on the video were a little moist, and he said hurriedly.

"Good, all well!" Meng Hui hurriedly turned his head and shouted excitedly to the corridor: "Dad, Mom, brother's phone has been connected!" ”

"You take me to think of my parents, and my grandfather to say hello, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Meng Jun felt a little anxious, although it was only a short sentence, but he had already turned back three times.

"Good!"

Meng Hui was a little disappointed, and this sentence was undoubtedly a signal that the call was about to end.

"Xiaohui, I still have something to do!"

"Brother!"

"Listen, Xiaohui, this research I'm doing now is very important, if -- if it succeeds, it will change the world, as long -- as long as -- I'll finish this in a year -- I'll come back, wait for me! Don't worry your parents, remember! ”

Meng Jun on the other side also saw the look of disappointment on Meng Hui's face, and before Meng Hui finished saying this syllable, he looked back again, was a little out of breath, and said hurriedly.

"Brother!"

"Toot ............ Honk! ………… Honk! ………… Honk! ............" was less than two minutes from the time the phone was connected to the end of the fairy tale. Although the call with Meng Jun was not very long in the past, this time it was the shortest.

Meng Hui was still holding the phone with both hands, sweat was already oozing from his palms, and he was sitting on the sofa with his head down at the moment and breathing deeply.

I don't know what kind of research my eldest brother is doing, and he said that if he succeeds, he will change the world, but he hasn't revealed what he's doing in the past two years, the only thing he knows is that he is doing research on electronic technology.

"What! Jun'er's phone call went through? ”

At this time, Meng Hui's parents ran down from the upstairs with their coats, and Wang Yiyan almost fell down the last step, but fortunately, Meng Chaosheng reacted quickly and grabbed her arm.

The two of them couldn't wait to come to Meng Hui, but when they saw the mobile phone Meng Hui was holding in both hands, the joy of anticipation on their faces disappeared in an instant, and in an instant, there was a slightly bitter look of disappointment.

"He's hung up!" Meng Hui spread his hands and said regretfully.

Meng Chaosheng and Wang Yiyan's guess was indeed correct, and the two sat on the sofa one after another in disappointment, and then said nothing. Although the door was closed, an autumn breeze seemed to blow through the entire hall, and a sense of desolation and gloom spread.

After a moment of silence, Meng Hui licked his lips and raised his head.

"Dad, Mom, the eldest brother said that he is doing some very important research, and there will be results in another year, and then he will have time to go home."

"Oh, is he okay?" Meng Chaosheng took out the cigarette case from his clothes, took out one and said.

"Okay, it just looks busy!"

"That!" Wang Yiyan interjected at this time, and said, "Is he fat or thin!" ”

"It's still like that, it's not fat or familiar, but it looks a lot more mature!"

In order not to worry his parents too much, Meng Hui could only answer like this. But Meng Jun, who I saw on the video just now, is indeed much thinner than before.

"Big brother even asked me to take him to wish you a happy holiday!" Meng Hui added.

Wang Yiyan's face showed a hint of joy and said, "That's good!" ”

After a moment of silence, Meng Chaosheng put back the cigarette he took out, picked up his coat and stood up and waved his hand to Meng Hui, saying, "How can you give it to your grandfather!" ”

Meng Hui hurriedly nodded to understand what Meng Chaosheng meant.

At this time, Meng Huo walked down from the upper floor and began to inquire about Meng Jun's situation. Therefore, under Meng Hui's screenplay, coupled with Meng Chaosheng's words on the side, he fooled the past, and also made Meng Huole happy.

Then, the three of them went out, leaving Meng Hui alone to wait for Zeng Youlan, who was not ready.

Meng Hui looked at the ceiling, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message of greeting to each of his brothers, and seeing that Zeng Youlan had not come down yet, he dialed Sun Yiming's phone and chatted.

Long......

The two of them finally said everything that should be said, and all the things that shouldn't be said were finished, and the fleshy and flirtatious were all enough.

Meng Hui looked at the time, and chatted for half an hour unexpectedly, it is rare for him to see this kind of situation, but why haven't you seen Zeng Youlan come down.

Isn't it going to sleep?

"Da... Da... Da... Da...! ”

Just when Meng Hui was puzzled, there was a sound of high heels tapping on the stairs, and Meng Hui complained again.

As the sound got closer and closer, Meng Hui turned his head to look at the spiraling staircase behind him.

A pair of black high heels embellished with crystals first caught my eye, followed by a pair of slender legs wrapped in black stockings, followed by blue Western-style shorts and a small suit embroidered with lace, and a black leather bag hanging on the right arm, walking down step by step.

Zeng Youlan straightened her back and appeared in front of Meng Hui's eyes with a little luxury, the big yellow waves on her shoulders floated with the pace, and the high heels and black socks would undoubtedly transform any woman into a mature and seductive color, plus a faint pink lipstick, slender eyelashes, and a noble and elegant temperament, the original white and bright cheeks, plus a hint of light makeup were just right, which directly made Meng Hui's eyes stunned.

Although Meng Hui has lived under the same roof with Zeng Youlan for more than ten days, Meng Hui was also very surprised in the face of her outfit today, concave and convex, elegant and noble, and pursed his dry lips again.

"Brother Xiaohui, I've kept you waiting, let's go!" Zeng Youlan said with a smile.

"Uh, good!" Meng Hui was stunned for a moment, stood up and said.

At this time, Zeng Youlan walked up to Meng Hui, turned around gracefully, and said gently: "Brother Xiaohui, am I beautiful?" ”

"Drifting, pretty, of course pretty." Meng Hui replied with some embarrassment.

"Do I have Sun Yiming pretty?"

"Ready, let's go."

Meng Hui hesitated for a moment, he didn't answer the question, and waved his hand to signal Zeng Youlan to set off as he spoke. Of course, in Meng Hui's heart, Zeng Youlan is much more beautiful than Sun Yiming, and it doesn't mean that she can dress up, because the biggest difference between the two people is the difference in temperament, maybe it is Xiaolan who is still nostalgic for childhood in his heart, Meng Hui has begun to attach to Zeng Youlan these days.

And Sun Yiming has already occupied it in his heart, it is impossible for Meng Hui to say who is beautiful in front of Zeng Youlan, he can't say this kind of rhetoric.

Afterwards, Meng Hui and Zeng Youlan left the beautiful villa and went straight to the center of Oolong City.

After waiting for half an hour and not stopping a taxi, the two of them rushed to the subway station to take public transportation. But there are not a few people who take the subway, and they waited for half an hour to barely squeeze into one.

Although with the development of society, all kinds of things are relatively more and more convenient, and the traffic has also improved, but the crowded scene on holidays is also unavoidable.

Although most people are not that kind of evil people, groping pigs are everywhere in this situation. The respected and beloved goddess is helpless in this situation, Zeng Youlan is very uncomfortable,

It's not a good feeling to be squeezed in a crowd.

"Brother Xiaohui!"

Seeing that the two obscene uncles beside him took advantage of the situation to squeeze over, Zeng Youlan sent a distress signal to Meng Hui.

"Come over here!"

Meng Hui also happened to notice this situation, and hurriedly squeezed back to make a little gap in front of him, grabbed Zeng Youlan's arm and pulled it over.

At this time, the subway obviously turned a corner, Zeng Youlan lost her balance for a while, and just swayed left and right, giving Meng Hui such a pull, and directly pounced on Meng Hui's body, and the cheeks of the two people were pressed together.

"Hmm!"

As Zeng Youlan snorted, Meng Hui felt a soft coolness hit his face.

Skin kiss, so smooth, so comfortable feeling!

Meng Hui was fascinated by this obsession, and hurriedly came back to his senses and helped Zeng Youlan's shoulders and flew away, his face suddenly felt hot, and he looked at Zeng Youlan fixedly, and a trace of blush appeared on his shy face.

At this time, the salty pig behind him observed this scene, and the corners of his mouth turned sideways and pushed Zeng Youlan with his shoulder. Zeng Youlan, who had just stood firm, threw herself at Meng Hui again, and the two people who looked at each other stuck together again.

However, Meng Hui this time it was not the coldness of his face, but the coldness of his lips.

Because, they are mouth-to-mouth.