As soon as Meng Yu took a step, he felt a force pulling behind him, and when he turned his head, it was a hand stretched out by Song Qingyi in a daze.

"Song Qingyi?" Meng Yu called her, a little fierce, "You should let go." ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the little girl grabbed it tighter and tighter, a pair of white hands pulled the edge of his brocade robe, and her eyes were even whiter, and then she looked up, her eyes were hazy with tears, like a cat that had not woken up yet.

Inaudible, Meng Yu sighed softly.

He resigned himself to sitting down next to Song Qingyi and broke her fingers one by one, but before one hand was broken, the other hand grabbed it, and he was so happy to do it repeatedly.

As soon as Meng Yu wanted to speak, Song Qingyi said as expected: "No, you can't go......"

After saying that, he also burped a wine, which was very loud, making the whole room full of wine.

Meng Yu could easily deal with thousands of troops, but he was helpless in the face of Song Qingyi, and after several unsuccessful attempts, he simply sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Song Qingyi's blushing face.

Her face was as red as an apple, and a layer of fluff could be seen in the candlelight, but there was no trace of pores.

Meng Yu looked at it for a long time, coughed lightly, and turned his head away embarrassedly.

It's just a little girl, and I don't know what I'm ashamed of.

He counted himself down in his heart, and took advantage of the opportunity when Song Qingyi turned over and thought about leaving, but more thoroughly, the little girl simply put her whole body on her stomach and muttered again and again.

"You want to go again!" Song Qingyi pouted softly, one finger dangling blindly in the air, and drawing in circles.

"That's not the case...... Meng Yu's body froze, he didn't dare to move, and it became a little difficult to even speak.

"It's ...... I saw it all......" Song Qingyi had a pair of hazy eyes, she reached out and rubbed it out of control, and it was still a little wet.

"You all know how to bully me. I used to be a good Taobao customer service, I didn't have to worry about food and clothing, which of those customers didn't make me obedient...... Even the store was impressed with me, how do you know...... I know that I'm here for a place where birds don't. ”

Song Qingyi snorted, and then rubbed it a few more times.

Tears gathered little by little in her eyes, as if they were about to pour out in the next second.

Meng Yu was so panicked that he didn't know how to move, and his two hands were stretched out in mid-air, not knowing how to move.

Song Qingyi's mouth was full of words, he couldn't understand a few words, let alone solve problems for her, and if men and women don't kiss, he can't take the initiative to move the body of a girl who hasn't left the pavilion.

Sweat fell from his forehead and splashed on the ground, and he endured.

Half of Meng Yu's body had begun to go numb, and he tried to move his fingers to help the little girl wipe away some unsightly water droplets on her face, but she was always very weak and couldn't move.

Simply, Song Qingyi's mood was as erratic as the weather in June, and in the blink of an eye, it was cloudy and sunny.

She reached out to wipe her tears, her arms around Meng Yu's neck, and her legs climbed to his knees like koalas.

With his lips pursed, Wu Nong spoke softly, and Meng Yu blushed and heartbeat for a while.

He has grown so big and read countless people, but he has never seen such a clingy girl who can talk to her and be coquettish.

She said to hug, to hold high, and to say that he was a star in the sky, that he was the best, that he was a light.

Meng Yu hugged it, and he didn't want to let go. Haha Literature Network

The heat that had been suppressed in the depths of his heart began to flood his heart, overflowing his usually overly calm brain.

His vision began to blur, except for Song Qingyi, the seductive little girl was as clear as ever, or even clearer.

Suddenly, he was hit with a spirit all over his body.

Meng Yu was a little stunned by the changes in his body, he could feel the heat of his face, but it was far from being able to compete with the people below him.

"Song Qingyi, be sober." Meng Yu stretched out his hand and shook her gently, using a little force in his hand, but he was still afraid that she would be injured, so it was very light.

"Huh?" Song Qingyi's mind was still blurred.

She seemed to hear someone calling herself, but she didn't seem to ...... Is it a hallucination?

The hazy consciousness didn't allow her to think so much, and Song Qingyi's head shook and fell into Meng Yu's arms.

A little helplessness flashed on Meng Yu's face, and then he wanted to break Song Qingyi's hand directly, but things were far from going as smoothly as he thought.

Song Qingyi's strength is as great as an ox, Meng Yu couldn't break her hand with her skill, and she couldn't do it with her own brute strength, so she only pulled her plain hand out of the red mark.

"I don't know what you grew up eating, and you have so much strength." Meng Yu said a little helplessly, and reached out to scrape the tip of Song Qingyi's nose.

Knowing that he couldn't break it, Meng Yu no longer wasted his efforts, sitting close to the head of the bed, still messing around with Song Qingyi on himself.

Song Qingyi seemed to be very interested in his brocade robe, moving left and right, pulling the expensive tassel strap on it, wrapping it around his fingers, and then naughtily letting go.

She was happy to make a small movement, and Meng Yu followed her, but the flush on her face did not subside at all, and so did her body's reaction.

Meng Yu felt a sense of dryness, he casually lifted the teapot on the side and wanted to pour himself a Gu tea to calm down, but Song Qingyi was restless, maybe seeing that the porcelain cup was interesting, he took it and looked at it for a while and poured the tea inside into his stomach.

At this moment, Meng Yu was completely helpless.

Holding Song Qingyi's shoulders with both hands, his voice softened: "Good, don't move anymore, huh?" ”

"No...... Want. Song Qingyi shook her head, and the porcelain cup in her hand was thrown out with her movements, smashing on the wooden door, with a crisp sound, and the porcelain pieces splashed.

Alu waited outside the door in a bit of a hurry.

He listened to the voices of the two of them in the room, crying and laughing, sometimes gently and sometimes excitedly, his heart hung in the air, and a string in his head looked like it was about to break.

It was only the crisp sound of porcelain slamming against the wooden door that the strings in Alu's head snapped, and he lifted the sword at his side, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

"There can't be anything wrong with the master and Miss Song......" he muttered in a low voice, and with the silence around him, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

Alu walked to the door and tried to push it open, but the wooden door was plugged in, and people outside couldn't get in.

"How offended...... "Lifting the sword in his hand, Alu slashed at the crack in the wooden door, and the fragile door creaked and opened.

Alou looked up, and the fragrant image in front of him blocked all the words that came to his lips.

messy clothes, holding Song Qingyi, who didn't let go......

"Who let you in? Get the hell out of here! Meng Yu took the quilt and covered Song Qingyi's body to cover her messy clothes.