Chapter 93: Why do you still have to carry a schoolbag

After holding back for a while, he still said faintly: "The person who saved you back then was Sun Mengjiao, not Ni Lan, when their family notified your mother to go to Ni's house to collect people, Sun Mengjiao was in a coma, so the Ni family created a scam." ”

"I know." Yuan Muchen's expression was very indifferent, not like he was pretending at all, as if everything was under his control.

The three of them were shocked, "Do you know that you are still engaged to Ni Lan?" ”

"Just got it." The corners of Yuan Muchen's lips hooked, remembering the words that Sun Mengjiao answered in a daze yesterday, which made people feel good.

Qin Yun patted his forehead sadly and angrily, "Yuan Muchen, is there anything else in this world that you don't know?" ”

This news was found out by his private detectives, the source was the housekeeper of the Ni family, who used some means to dig out the secret, and originally wanted to show off this news to Yuan Muchen, but he didn't expect it......

Grass! What a mistake!

His complaining eyes were exchanged for the sympathy of the two brothers, but Yuan Muchen did not move.

Yuan Muchen's mobile phone vibrated from time to time, but he looked at the screen with a smile, all of which were messages from Sun Mengjiao.

Lady Qingben: Big brother, why don't you speak? Are you disgusted with my sister?

Lady Akimoto: I don't have any shortcomings except that I don't have money! Don't you really consider making me your sister?

Lady Qingben: Big brother, have you lost it? I didn't expect that our brother and sister had just married, but you were already ...... Alas, the little sister whimpered in her heart.

Yuan Muchen's fingers beat rapidly, and he replied: Drama spirit.

This made Sun Mengjiao's career as an actor suffer a heavy setback, so she immediately transferred the money, and said that the good 500 yuan was not much, not a penny, not a lot.

Qingben Beauty: Since you don't recognize me as a little sister, then I don't have the face to accept your gift, you still accept it, if you don't accept me, I'll ...... Block you!

Yuan Muchen: Threaten me?

Lady of the Princess: Don't dare.

Yuan Muchen: I don't think there's anything in the world that you don't dare to do.

Her guts...... It's huge!

Especially in front of him.

For this cognition, Yuan Muchen doesn't know whether it is good or bad, so she can only comfort herself, just think of it as her dependence on herself.

Qingben Beauty: Yuan Shao laughed, you cover the sky with one hand, who dares to be presumptuous in front of you?

Yuan Muchen: If I'm not mistaken, covering the sky with one hand is used to describe eunuchs.

Beauty: I ...... It doesn't mean that, and ...... Covering the sky with one hand is a description of the ancient ministers, not just the eunuchs.

Sun Mengjiao was embarrassed, but she was very happy, she felt that Yuan Muchen, who sent the message, was much more humane than Yuan Muchen, who spoke.

It's the same person, but it's easy to chat like this.

The two of you have a good conversation.

Yuan Muchen's dinner has begun, and Yuan Muchen, who usually has to drink a few glasses with them, is unexpectedly not drinking today.

"If you have an injury, don't drink." He almost didn't drop their jaws when he gave the reason.

Everyone just wants, hehe.

Who had surgery on the first day and drank heavily on the second day, wasn't it just because of his good physique? How? Old at this time? Cowardly?

No way!

So the three of them started a round of persuasion offensive, but Yuan Muchen didn't eat oil and salt, Zhao Zifeng was anxious, "I have a drama at hand, a glass of wine and a female number one." ”

Yuan Muchen raised his eyebrows, looked at him like that without speaking, seeing that Zhao Zifeng's heart was stunned, his legs and stomach trembled a little, and a minute later, Yuan Muchen picked up the small glass of high-grade liquor in front of him and drank it all.

"Don't take it as an example."

Zhao Zifeng felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat, although the two of them were small, but Yuan Muchen relied on his good physique when he was a child, and beat him a lot.

So...... He thought about it, how on earth he was able to become friends with such a violent person.

It's a little aggrieved!

Qin Yun also joined in the fun, "A glass of wine, I'll give you the information you want with both hands." ”

"About what?"

"Sister-in-law's."

Drink it all again.

Everyone cheered, Yuan Muchen looked at them, and there was a hint of softness between his eyebrows, he had very few friends, and there were only four true friends.

Several people grew up together, although the work is different, but they have a good temper and conduct, and they are all very tolerant of his weirdness.

……

In the evening, Sun Mengjiao put on a mask and went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables.

"If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of reality, how can you know how hard you have to work to get it...... Ahhhhh......h

But he was blinded by this person, and sneered: "You are so timid." ”

Sun Mengjiao rolled her eyes, "Yuan Shao, do you know that people are scary and scared to death!" You appeared at my door on the big night, like a ghost, did you want to ask for your life? ”

"Huh." A low chuckle escaped from his mouth, "There are so many excuses. ”

Sun Mengjiao was helpless, took two steps, came to his side and sniffed, "Have you drunk?" ”

"The nose is smart." Yuan Muchen's eyes were clear, not at all like he had drunk wine, but the smell of wine on his body was a little strong.

Sun Mengjiao was helpless, opened the door and put the vegetables in his hand on the ground, which helped him.

Yuan Muchen refused her support, and said impatiently: "I'm not drunk." ”

Sun Mengjiao: "......" drunks generally say that he didn't drink.

However, he didn't look like he couldn't walk, so she picked up the bag and walked to the kitchen, telling him as she went, "Remember to close the door." ”

Yuan Muchen closed the door, changed his shoes, and lived here for a long time, and he already knew everything here.

He sat quietly on the sofa, and Sun Mengjiao poked her head out of the kitchen, "Have you had dinner?" ”

"Nope." Yuan Muchen replied honestly, a meal at noon, eaten until now, to be precise, drunk until now.

Since he started at Zhao Zifeng's place, it has been out of control since then, and the four of them drank for an afternoon, and he drank three of them alone.

The three of them were picked up by the driver at home, and when Bai Cheng came to pick him up, he actually reported Sun Mengjiao's address here.

Sun Mengjiao frowned, "Do you still want your body?" ”

I didn't really smell it when I was outside the door just now, but now the room was full of alcohol.

"Huh?" Yuan Muchen's face skimmed, he made it straight, and the black half-sleeves on his body could clearly reveal his strong biceps, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of doubts. It still looks a little cute.

Sun Mengjiao's words of reprimand were a little speechless, so she could only sigh secretly, "You go back to the room and lie down for a while, and I'll make you sobering up the soup." ”

What a villain!

Sun Mengjiao was depressed and got busy in the kitchen.

Yuan Muchen sat motionless on the sofa, and when Sun Mengjiao finished boiling the sobering soup and brought it out, he saw him sitting there, with his eyes closed, and a slight snoring sound, one by one, very rhythmic.

Sun Mengjiao couldn't help but smile.

Not to mention, Yuan Muchen, who fell asleep, is really cute, with this cuteness.

It just so happened that the soup was still a little hot, Sun Mengjiao tiptoed to put the soup on the coffee table in front of him, stood up and was about to walk to the kitchen to prepare dinner, but his hand was grabbed.

A slightly childish voice echoed through the room, and he said, "I want you to feed it." ”

I'm going to...... You feed......

Are you three years old?

Sun Mengjiao turned her head and saw Yuan Muchen's appearance, her eyes were a little dull, and her expression was a little aggrieved, looking like a little stray dog.

Sun Mengjiao's mind flashed like thunder, could this be a split personality?

Oh, it's him drunk.

Because Yuan Muchen is about to stop knowing her, all the postures are still the same as before, except for a little grievance.

Sun Mengjiao sat next to him resignedly, and then came to the bowl for a short time, feeding him spoonful by spoonful to finish drinking the sobering soup.

This kind of thing is already familiar to him, after all, in the first few days when he was injured, sometimes his arm would be numb because of the medicine, and he fed him the medicine himself.

After feeding the sobering soup, his eyes began to narrow, and he slowly leaned on Sun Mengjiao's shoulder.

The heavy body made Sun Mengjiao almost fall, but fortunately her strength was still quite large, and when she helped him to her room, she was still tired and sweating.

Seeing him sleeping soundly on the bed, coupled with the smell of wine, Sun Mengjiao felt speechless.

She had always drunk to the point, and she had never been drunk.

She has seen Li Danqing's drunken appearance, and she has also seen Lin Qian's drunken appearance, and I have to say that Yuan Muchen is the cutest when he is drunk.

Especially tugging on his arm and saying, I want you to feed it.

At that moment, Sun Mengjiao suddenly thought of the miniature version of Yuan Muchen, and her heart was about to be cute.

After eating happily, he went to his room to check on Yuan Muchen, looking at his frowning appearance and the dirt on his face.

She decided to wipe his face with a towel, then covered him with a quilt before going out.

And the moment she closed the door, her eyes, which had just been closed, suddenly opened, revealing a soft light.

Raising her hand and touching her still wet face, and a little scent, she seemed to have applied skin care products to herself.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and Yuan Muchen's eyes closed again.

Sun Mengjiao returned to her mother's room, called her, and learned about her mother's return trip.

The next morning, when Sun Mengjiao got up, Yuan Muchen left, and he left a note: Morning!

Sun Mengjiao looked at the post-it note several times, and finally came to a conclusion: sick!

Write a post-it note for one word? It's still a word without nutrition, and Sun Mengjiao can't understand it.

The redness on her face had almost dissipated, and she could still tell that it was a beautiful face, and she was thinking about what she should do when she received a strange phone call.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Zifeng." The other party reported to his home, but Sun Mengjiao was stunned for a moment.

There doesn't seem to be much intersection between them.

"Hello." Out of politeness, Sun Mengjiao still greeted him.

"We have a script here, and if we have time in the afternoon, we will audition for Huaying Entertainment."

Thinking about it, Yuan Muchen told himself before that Zhao Zifeng arranged a new role for him.

"Good!" With such a good opportunity, Sun Mengjiao will not refuse.

"Inside...... I want to take the liberty of asking, what is the relationship between you and Yuan Muchen? ”

"You know that you are presumptuous, and you still ask?"

Sun Mengjiao: "......"

"Okay, I see, thank you, Mr. Zhao." Sun Mengjiao is a person who knows how to advance and retreat, so she hung up the phone after thanking Zhao Zifeng repeatedly.

(In fact, I already have a spectrum in my heart, and it is easy to be friends between rich people and rich people.) )

Then I posted the news in the "Three Little Fairies" group, and got unanimous encouragement from everyone.

Li Danqing: Wait for me in the afternoon, I'll go too.

Lin Qian: Huh~ Why do you want to join in the fun with us?

Li Danqing: Otherwise, you think I'm joking in this major!

Lin Qian, Sun Mengjiao: That's right.

Li Danqing was speechless, but he still finalized the matter with Sun Mengjiao.

In the afternoon, outside Huaying Entertainment.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, Sun Mengjiao was still wearing denim trousers, and waited for a while before waiting for Li Danqing, who was late.