Meng Fu, who had always broken his leg at netizens, exploded in his brain and became blank in an instant.

Her other hand that didn't hold a mobile phone was squeezed into the fingers by Su Cheng's fingertips, Meng Fu's palm was delicate and soft because she hadn't done anything in the past two years, but Su Cheng's palm had calluses, and there were slight gun calluses between her fingers.

His left hand was still tightly clasped around her waist, and his right hand was inserted into her fingers, pressing her fingers against the back of the chair, and the whole person's breath was wrapped in a domineering taste.

The cramped and cramped space in the car is scorching and ambiguous because the air conditioner is on.

Meng Fu moved his hand, but he pressed it tighter, Su Cheng's head was slightly sideways, the tip of his nose was against her face, and he kissed her lips gently.

Both of them had little experience, but Su Cheng instinctively and slightly bit her lip, and could feel the hand he pressed against the back of the chair tremble slightly.

An overwhelming scorching breath swept in.

In the dim parking lot, in the dim driver's seat, Meng Fu's mobile phone was placed in the tiny slit between the two of them, and it lit up all at once.

It was Yang Lai who sent her WeChat.

Ask her if her agent has arrived.

Su Cheng stopped slightly, kissed the corner of her mouth again, her lips slowly moved up, and looked at the other party's eyes that were always careless and frivolous, covered with a layer of mist, his eyes were slightly dark, but he couldn't help it, and only restrained himself from kissing her eyes.

The tip of her nose was still close to her face, and her voice became slightly hoarse: "It's uncle." ”

This is the voice that Meng Fu has always been irresistible.

He pressed against Meng Fu's face and slowly calmed down, but his fingers were still squeezed into her fingers strongly, not moving at all.

The other hand holding her waist touched her hand holding the mobile phone, took her to pick up the phone, put her lips to her ear, smiled lightly, low and slow: "He seems to be in a hurry, and he has sent a lot of messages." ”

Meng Fu's hand was held by him, he lowered his head, the phone was automatically unlocked to the WeChat page, Yang Lai sent more than a dozen WeChat messages in a row, she just came back to her senses, "Ah, he asked me where I was." ”

She clicked on the emoji and found a suitable emoji to reply.

Yang Lai thought about it for a while, and also asked someone for a "received" emoji for Meng Fu to come back.

She looked up and met Su Cheng's still burning gaze, "No, you're ......"

"Since you don't sell yourself," Su Cheng's eyebrows drooped, he looked directly into her gaze, his voice was low and hoarse, and he chuckled, and the man whispered in her ear: "Then I'll sell it to you, do you want it?" ”

Meng Fu was still being held by him, and some of his not very sober brains even thought about it seriously, "Maybe...... Can't afford it. ”

Su Cheng found her lips again in the dim car, and said in a hoarse and muffled voice: "You can afford it, stick it upside down." ”

Meng Fu was almost ingrained in his gentle and personable appearance, but now he was a little shaken.

**

Meanwhile.

Yang.

Yang Lai, who finally received Meng Fu's reply, breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Yang Hua who was talking to Mrs. Yang, and couldn't help but pause.

I can't contact Meng Fu for so long, Yang Hua is not worried?

Last time in the hospital, Meng Fu was in a coma, Mrs. Yang remembered the tragic appearance of Yang Hua Yang Lai, why has it changed now?

Yang Lai retracted his gaze and looked at Steward Yang: "Dean Li, they are already gone?" ”

When he returned, the car and the people at the door were gone.

Steward Yang seemed to come back to his senses, he looked at Yang Lai, paused, Jiang Xinchen's incident almost reached his throat, but he still stopped, "Well, Dean Li didn't stay to eat, and left after talking to the young master." ”

Yang Lai nodded, he was not surprised.

According to the protection of those people, it is impossible for Dean Li to eat out at will.

After Steward Yang finished talking to Yang Lai, he returned to his room, and it was not too early at this time, Yang Lai and the others only went back to rest as Steward Yang, and they didn't speak.

Yang Butler's Room.

He sat at his desk, holding a book, but he didn't read it, looking at the car window, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was about eleven o'clock.

There was a knock on Butler Yang's door.

It was the driver of the Yang family, he was holding a black and white cardboard box, and Steward Yang hurriedly opened the door to let people in.

The driver opened the box, and inside was a beautiful model of a fighter, he handed it to Steward Yang, and wiped the sweat from his head, "This is a global limited edition, and I also got it from a collector." ”

Steward Yang took a look, this model looked more realistic than Jiang Xinchen's yesterday.

He also has some vision, just this model, it costs a lot of money, and the six-figure price is probably enough to pay Jiang Xinchen.

"Okay." Steward Yang put away the model and let the driver leave.

After he left, Steward Yang couldn't sleep, and Jiang Xinchen didn't come down to eat at night, he knew how much he was influenced by Pei Xi.

After a long while, Steward Yang got up from the bed again and walked outside to look at the lights upstairs.

The light in Jiang Xinchen's room was on, Steward Yang was silent for a moment, then took his model and went upstairs to find Jiang Xinchen.

He really didn't sleep, and opened the door very calmly, his eyebrows and eyes were a little light: "Steward Yang." ”

"This is a new model I found," Steward Yang handed him the box in his hand, his lips moved, "Limited edition, the boss said that you boys like it, do you like it?" ”

Jiang Xinchen only looked at Steward Yang and didn't speak, his eyes were as dark as a deep pool.

Steward Yang was silent for a moment, then opened the gift box and showed Jiang Xinchen the model of the plane inside, "Take a look." ”

"I don't want it." Jiang Xinchen shook his head.

Steward Yang was silent for a moment, he looked at Jiang Xinchen, and his eyes deepened: "You also know the identity of Miss Pei, you may not have heard of the Duan family, but you must know that her words can make you drop out of No. 1 Middle School." You also know that our husband has to listen to Mrs. Duan's words, Miss Pei is now a celebrity in front of the old lady, and you don't want your sister to struggle in the entertainment industry, right? ”

Jiang Xinchen raised his head suddenly.

Steward Yang looked at him quietly.

"Steward Yang, what are you two doing?" Yang Zhaolin's room door opened, and he was diagonally opposite Jiang Xinchen, looking at the two suspiciously.

Steward Yang's face changed.

Jiang Xinchen took the model from Steward Yang's hand and looked at Yang Zhaolin, he shook his hands hanging on both sides, and his expression was normal, "Steward Yang saw that I was resting late at night, so bring me milk." ”

Steward Yang's tense back immediately eased, he turned his head and looked at Yang Zhaolin, "Yes, young master, you also rest early, good night." ”

He didn't dare to look at Yang Zhaolin, so he turned around and walked downstairs directly.

Jiang Xinchen's door was ajar, and his hand holding the box was blocked by the door, he looked at Yang Zhaolin and said good night to him.

Then he closed the door.

Diagonally opposite, Yang Zhaolin twisted his eyebrows slightly.

He stood in place for a while, then twisted his eyebrows to knock on Jiang Xinchen's door.

Inside the house, Jiang Xinchen looked at the gift box on the table, took a deep breath, heard the knock on the door, he eased his mood, calmed down for a long time, and then walked over and opened the door.

It's Yang Zhaolin.

Yang Zhaolin glanced at him, didn't say anything, and went directly around him and walked inside.

Jiang Xinchen was stunned for a moment, followed up, and hurriedly said, "Brother......"

"What is this?" Yang Zhaolin saw the carton and reached out to open it to see that it was a model airplane.

Jiang Xinchen took a pen to write his homework, and then shrugged his shoulders, "It's okay, Steward Yang saw that I like model airplanes, and this was given to me by him." ”

"For you?" Steward Yang and the servants at home like Jiang Xinchen very much, and Yang Zhaolin knows this.

Hearing that Steward Yang gave Jiang Xinchen a model of the plane, Yang Zhaolin was not surprised, he looked at the glass of milk on Jiang Xinchen's table, and didn't find anything wrong.

He twisted his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Jiang Xinchen, and then rubbed his head, "I know, you don't do your homework, rest early, sleeping late affects IQ." ”

"Okay." Jiang Xinchen lowered his eyelashes.

Fortunately, it wasn't Meng Fu today, otherwise his clumsy acting skills wouldn't be able to deceive her.

Yang Zhaolin went out, closed the door for Jiang Xinchen, then looked at the direction of Jiang Xinchen's door, and then looked at the direction downstairs, and twisted his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Xinchen didn't want him to know about something.

He furrowed his eyebrows and returned to his room thoughtfully.

There was a circle of bookshelves in his room, and a small blackboard with a bunch of formulas written on it, and he didn't look at it, just looked at the phone on the table, and dialed it out.

"Aren't you looking for me so late?" There was an interest in being disturbed on the other end of the phone.

Yang Zhaolin didn't care about him, "Collect a few out-of-print aircraft models for me." ”

"Young Master, why do you want this?"

"Just send it to me, quickly." Yang Zhaolin sorted out the books on the table.

"Okay," I didn't ask over there, I heard Suosuo's voice, and then my voice became empty, "Which address will I send you, your home or Yang's family?" ”

Yang Zhaolin has a place to live outside, but recently because of academic problems, he has been living in Yang's house, he thought about it, "Yang's family." ”

**

Pei family.

Yang Baoyi looked at Pei Xi, "On the Duan family's side, you also have to keep your distance and be reserved for yourself, a family like Shenmin is different from us." ”

Pei Xi nodded, "I know." ”

"Your grandmother likes you very much," Yang Baoyi smiled, "After a while, her birthday, can you bring Shen Min with you?" ”

"Hmm." Pei Xi bowed.

Yang Baoyi paused again, "His brother ......"

Pei Xi's mind suddenly appeared that cold back, "He...... I didn't even see the front. ”

Please get to him, it may be a little difficult.

Yang Baoyi also knew that seeing Duan Shenmin today was already an unexpected joy.

"Now the institute also attaches importance to you, and everyone knows that you know Dean Li," Yang Baoyi looked at Pei Xi, "I have people in Yang's family boasting about your patent." ”

Pei Xi was stunned and changed the topic, "Cousin, there is hope for him to go to the Federation." ”

"Well," as soon as she said this, Yang Baoyi also remembered another thing, and the corners of her lips fell: "Your uncle likes Jiang Xinchen very much." ”

Pei Xi sneered, "Uncle is in the bureau, so he can't see Meng Fu clearly." ”

Yang Baoyi can't look down on Meng Fu and Meng Wei and Yang Zhaolin now, but she still has to rely on Yang Lai's financial resources, "Meng Fu is just a girl, and she can't threaten you, you can't hold your breath." ”

Pei Xi didn't speak, she naturally didn't think that Meng Fu could threaten her, she just ......

I can't get used to Meng Fu's impatient appearance of wanting to show himself.

"It's just a model of an airplane," Pei Xi didn't care too much, and smiled sarcastically, "can he still turn the sky upside down?" ”

She now has a high vision, with Duan Shenmin and the Ren family, and the support of the research institute behind her, she is a little disdainful of Yang Lai.

"You can't say that, your uncle personally arranged Jiang Xinchen's studies, and if this matter is not handled well, it is an estrangement," Yang Baoyi twisted her eyebrows, "I asked someone to buy a new model airplane for him." ”

Pei Xi didn't care too much, she felt that Yang Baoyi's approach was too much, but she didn't say anything.

**

Su Cheng's residence.

After he came back, he was still very busy, holding a video conference with Su Xian in the hall downstairs.

Meng Fu could hear his perfunctory voice from afar.

She took a bath, went downstairs and poured herself a glass of milk in the kitchen, the milk was boiled on top when Su Cheng came back, and the temperature was set.

The temperature is just right at this point.

Meng Fu looked at the milk and drank it carelessly, but his eyes wandered over the refrigerator.

Su Cheng was impatient to deal with the group of people in the Su family, but when he saw Meng Fu coming down, he was not so patient, looking at the faces of several elders on the computer, he said lightly, "That's it." ”

It's still a cold face that doesn't like to smile.

Before Su Xian made a sound, she turned off the video directly.

"You stay upstairs at night." Su Cheng casually put the computer on the table, walked to the kitchen, and saw the small pot that she placed at random, he reached out and picked it up, washed the small pot, and put it in Su Di's cabinet in a regular manner.

The tone is still his Su Cheng's style, but looking at her gaze, there is a trace of tenderness.

Meng Fu knew that he was a little clean.

She looked away, walked outside, saw his computer, and casually asked, "That's not your room?" ”

Su Cheng has a big place here, but there is no room, except for the master bedroom, there is a second bedroom.

"Well," Su Cheng put the lid on, "I live in another room, I don't come here often, and they have lived in the second bedroom Sudi." ”

Although I stayed once, Su Cheng asked people to change the sheets.

Meng Fu sighed, had been drinking milk, and looked at Su Cheng's computer.

There was no computer on the market, Meng Fu glanced at it, and knew that it was a concept machine in the laboratory, and her eyes moved to the computer desktop.

His computer desktop is very clean and neat.

Su Cheng sat beside her, staying on the sofa behind her with one hand, remembering what she said that night.

He took his phone and found an avatar -

[Zoning a house in the city center, I will give you the information of the head of household tomorrow.] 】

Dou Tian: [OK, three days]

Meng Fu saw a familiar software icon and tilted his head: "Have you ever entered the game?" ”

She couldn't imagine him playing a game.

Su Cheng looked at Dou Tian's reply, paused, and then let out a calm "um".

Meng Fu pondered for a moment, "Then why don't you add me," she sat on the sofa and raised her chin, "Open the PK list, the first is below." ”

Su Cheng didn't speak, only raised his head and looked at her with a pair of deep eyes.

Meng Fu couldn't help but sit up straight.

Su Cheng looked at her for a while, and opened his mouth coldly, a little lazy: "You lock the door at night." ”

Meng Fu raised his head: "......?" ”

"Forget it, it's nothing." Su Cheng was unhurried.

**

Following.

Jiang Xinchen returned the airplane model he got to Steward Yang and continued to ask Jiang Yu about the house.

Steward Yang didn't dare to make much action, and after Yang Baoyi also gave him a model airplane, he returned the model airplane to Yang Baoyi, and told her about Jiang Xinchen's state, "Miss Baoyi, Master Xiao Jiang doesn't use an airplane model, he ...... He won't say it, don't worry, although he is a child, he knows how to measure. ”

On the other end of the phone, Yang Baoyi frowned.

She looked at the returned model airplane, her eyebrows sank.

She is also a businessman and suspicious by nature.

If Jiang Xinchen accepted the model airplane, Yang Baoyi would definitely not think much about it.

At this time, she couldn't help it.

"Director Yang?" The secretary beside him looked at Yang Baoyi.

Yang Baoyi came back to her senses, she glanced at the secretary, and said lightly: "Find those brothers before you, help me warn someone, he is going to the school today to transfer files, and I will give you the information later." ”

The secretary had apparently helped her with a lot of these things.

He glanced at Yang Baoyi and nodded, "I know." ”

He left quietly.

After the secretary left, Yang Baoyi stood in front of the window, watched the black car under it leave, and then turned back and reopened the file.

She has always been steady, and yesterday Pei Xi's matter was known to Yang Lai, which was not very good for them.

can only shoot at Jiang Xinchen.

Yang Baoyi lowered her eyes and flipped through the documents in her hand.

I hope that Jiang Xinchen can be interesting.

**

Yang.

Meng Fu came in the morning and told Jiang Xinchen about the house.

Mrs. Yang went out to find her noble lady group, and this time she also brought Yang Hua, and I heard the maid say that Mrs. Yang was going to take Yang Hua to do the spa.

Jiang Xinchen went to school.

Yang Zhaolin went to the research institute early in the morning.

It should have entered Duan Shenmin's team.

"Miss Afu, drink milk." The maid brought Meng Fu a glass of milk.

While the two were talking, a servant came in with a bunch of things outside.

Meng Fu glanced at it, and it was written "Do not touch valuables".

"This is what the eldest young master bought for Young Master Xiao Jiang," the person who delivered the things had already explained it clearly to the servant, he looked at Meng Fu and explained with a smile, "Yesterday, Young Master Xiao Jiang played with the flying machine you made for a day. ”

He glanced at the logo on it and sighed, "It's a collector's edition?" Where did you get all this? ”

Meng Fu looked at these things that were very expensive at first glance, circled around, and then sighed, "Jiang Xinchen can be so expensive now?" ”

She doesn't play with models, but she also knows that one of these treasures is very expensive.

Yang Zhaolin is worthy of being a local tyrant, and it is a collection room as soon as he buys it.

Meng Fu glanced at it, then walked upstairs with the milk, and waved to the servant, "I'll go to Xinchen's room to have a look, you don't have to worry about me." ”

Jiang Xinchen's room had very few things.

Meng Fu saw that his box and books were packed, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, sat down at his desk, and opened the exercises he hadn't finished, the ones he sent to her last night, he wrote to the end, only one step away.

Meng Fu took the pen and filled in this step.

In his pocket, the mobile phone rang, it was Su Cheng, "You want to eat at Yang's house at noon?" ”

Meng Fu put his hand to his ear, pulled the drawer casually, and said lazily: "It should be, right?" After eating, take him to see the house. ”

She also wants to see Yang Zhaolin's generosity.

Su Cheng should be talking to someone over there, he answered in a low voice, "I'll call when the time comes." ”

Meng Fu lowered his head and casually closed the drawer that he had opened casually.

When it was time to close, the hand was slammed.

I saw her yesterday's flying machine—

One wing was broken.

She looked at the wing and didn't make a sound.

Su Cheng didn't hear her answer, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Fu stretched out her hand and took out the flying machine, the smile on her face disappeared little by little, outside the door, there were footsteps, she tried her best to say in a calm tone: "I'll call you later." ”

Just as Jiang Xinchen knows her, she also knows Jiang Xinchen, if Jiang Xinchen broke it himself, he should have looked for her last night.

But he didn't.

Not only that, but it was hidden.

Meng Fu looked out the door.

Outside the door, Jiang Xinchen came in, he came in avoiding the servant, and the servant naturally had no chance to tell him that Meng Fu was waiting for him in the room.

He opened the door, and when he entered, he leaned against the door and closed his eyes with a sigh of relief.

But he found that the room was a little cold, and there seemed to be a gaze staring at him.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Meng Fu and the drawer opened beside her.

Jiang Xinchen's face changed, and he hurriedly hid his left hand behind him, and then raised his head, "Sister......"

Meng Fu threw the phone on the table, ignored the model airplane, walked to him, and stopped in front of him: "Take it out." ”

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips, he didn't take out his hand, "Sister......"

Meng Fu looked at Jiang Xinchen and said almost calmly: "Don't let me say it a second time, Jiang Xinchen." ”

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Good night, ps: Because the explosion is more than 10,000 more jet lag changes, I will watch the babies at night in the future (yes, I started to be bald again)