Meng Yao looked down at the middle-aged man: "Sir, I hope that tomorrow, you can still talk to me like this." ”

"If necessary, you can go to the Meng family to find me, but ...... Now that you've rejected me, and want to invite me again, I'll charge you a fee. ”

The middle-aged man's face finally changed when he heard about the Meng family.

After Meng Yao said this, he pulled Shenchen and turned around and left.

The man reacted, stumbled to his feet, chased two steps, stopped again, and asked hesitantly: "The Meng family you are talking about, but the Meng family?" ”

Meng Yao stopped and looked back, his eyes were arrogant: "In the entire capital, is there a second Meng family?" ”

After speaking, Meng Yao pulled Shenchen and left the restaurant.

And the middle-aged man, after getting a positive answer, the whole person became depressed.

Qingyuan called his father several times, but there was no response, and his eyes were full of worry.

When Meng Yao got out of the restaurant, he reached out from behind and hugged Shenchen's waist.

"Styx, I'm fine."

Shenchen's body stiffened, and then his gloomy face slowly cleared.

The tacit understanding between them probably began to be cultivated when they were never born.

Mother Ming and Mother Meng always stayed together when they were pregnant, and Mother Meng was only three days older than Meng Yao, and they lived in the same crib since childhood.

was thrown by the elders of the two patriarchs to the place where the ghosts gathered, and walked out together.

Going to the same school, almost inseparable.

It can be said that they know each other better than themselves.

Meng Yao understood that Yingchen could endure his own grievances, but he couldn't bear her being wronged.

The same goes for her.

Her heart has always known and will cherish it for the rest of her life.

After a long time, Shenchen took advantage of the situation to hold her up, carried her on his back, and walked forward slowly.

Meng Yao closed her eyes, and a shallow smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

Early the next morning, Meng Yao was still lying on the bed and sleeping in Zhengxiang, and the big floor-to-ceiling window facing the bed did not draw the curtains, sprinkling the sunlight all over the room, which made people sigh comfortably.

Shenchen knocked on the door, saw that there was no movement in the door, pushed the door in, and sure enough, he saw a certain cat still lying on the bed.

Shenchen walked to the side of the bed and gently kissed her on the forehead: "Little lazy cat, get up." ”

Meng Yao opened her eyes slightly, pouted, turned over, covered her head with the quilt and continued to sleep.

Mingchen smiled helplessly, reached out directly, and scooped her up from the bed with the quilt.

"Cat, wake up, it's too late to get up again."

Meng Yao barely opened one eye, staggered into the bathroom, brushed her teeth and washed her face.

Shenchen went downstairs to bring breakfast to the table, and when Meng Yao came out, the two of them finished breakfast, and walked hand in hand to the school across the road.

Meng Yao was still in a half-asleep state on the road, and Shenchen glanced at her and walked around her shoulders instead, so as not to let her not see any accidents on the road.

When the two of them arrived at the class, the head teacher hadn't come yet, Meng Yao went directly to the table and continued to sleep, and Mingchen helped her take out all the books in her schoolbag and sort them out.

The girls in the class, whispering louder and louder, some of them are bold, and they have even begun to move this way, wanting to know Hades.

A girl with a beautiful face, coaxed by her friends, stood in front of the table with a blushing face.

"What's your name? My name is Xin Yin. ”

Shenchen raised his head: "Get up, you blocked the sun." ”

Xin Yin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously moved away from his desk.

Meng Yao's frowning brows slowly stretched out again, and Shenchen stared at her face, the corners of her lips hooked.