One hundred and seven, can't hide
Manyun tried his best to coax Song Ziming to bed.
He lied to make a fuss, "Is the necklace broken?" I re-buy,. Don't want that, you say it's okay. β
"Good, good." Manyun perfunctory him, helped him take off his shoes, and went to pick up his clothes, who thought, this person suddenly complained.
He tugged at his clothes, "People aren't ready yet, Yunyun, why are you so proactive." "Those seductive little eyes, I don't know, I really think that Manyun has done something to him.
"You're going to sleep wrapped in this garment?" Manjun was a little serious.
He immediately took it off by himself, "Don't be angry, I'll take it off." "Watch him take it off one by one.
There was only one last layer of fig leaf left, and he wanted to reach out and take it off, but Manyun took his hand, "It's okay, this can be worn and sleeped." β
However, the thing changed at an alarming speed, and I don't know if he did it on purpose, he pulled Manyun's hand over and covered it: "But it's uncomfortable like this." β
Manyun hurriedly retracted his hand, "You're pretending to be a hooligan, aren't you?" β
"I didn't." His lips curled slightly, and his eyes looked at Manyun with grievances.
"......" Manjun put his clothes on the chair and coaxed him to sleep: "I'll wash my face and brush my teeth, you sleep first, and I'll be back in a while." β
Ziming was so obedient this minute, after lying down, he rubbed Manyun's hand and said, "Hurry up." β
She promised again and again, how is this like raising a son. A person who usually looks so strong in aura, the hard facial lines have become soft at this time.
Manyun packed up and went back, he was already asleep, his arms were still spread, just waiting for Manyun.
She smiled, lay down and covered the quilt, "Sleep down, squeeze here." Ziming obediently moved over and hugged her sideways.
Just closed his eyes, Ziming's mobile phone suddenly rang, Manyun glanced at it, it was sent by Tang Cheng, and the message was: Ziming, don't forget why you approached Bai Manyun in the first place! She's really not for you.
She glanced at it, quickly snapped up her own name, and she tried to reach for her phone, but she took it back.
Reason told her no, this is Song Ziming's mobile phone, and her behavior is immoral. But the emotion also said that she and Song Ziming are an unmarried couple, and there is nothing in this kind of behavior.
The phone vibrated again, and she struggled for a long time, but she still took that step.
She didn't know the password and wanted to unlock it with Song Ziming's hand, but he suddenly turned around, hugged Manyun and said, "Don't move, you'll catch a cold, stupid Manyun." β
He spoke like babbling, and Manyun thought about it for a while, but put the phone back.
She laughed at herself for thinking too much, Song Ziming, the heir of a large group, why could she get close to her? What she wants, if she wants to say that the real Song Zi Mingtu is just this skin.
But Manyun forgot, what kind of person is Song Ziming, Qianfan has seen it all, what is this kind of thing.
Although there were many unresolved doubts in his heart, Manyun still slept peacefully in his arms.
When he woke up in the morning, the house was already filled with the smell of rice, and he hadn't cooked at home for so long, and he didn't know how he boiled the pot.
She walked out in slippers and saw Ziming in the kitchen, it turned out to be ten o'clock! I was too tired to come back, so I slept until this time.
He brought out the dishes, "Wake up and get ready to eat, and I'm going to the company." β
Manyun nodded, walked into the bathroom, only to find that the toothpaste had been squeezed, and heard him say, "I thought you hadn't used this toothbrush for a long time, so I went down and bought a new one, which has been soaked in hot water." β
With such a change, Manyun suspected that the quarrel was an illusion.
Sitting and eating, she remembered the news she saw yesterday, and the words swirled in her throat for a long time before she said, "Mr. Song, is it really good that you spoil me so much?" I don't know, I thought you had some intention for me. β
"There's one attempt." He picked up vegetables and gave them to Manyun, "That is, to marry you and entangle with you for the rest of your life." β
Her bowl was already filled with vegetables, and she lowered her head, "Really? β
"Nonsense."
"How can you get married if you don't take wedding photos." She sneered as if mocking.
Ziming didn't answer her either, pretending not to hear anything, and eating in a sullen voice. He finished eating, "I'll go to the company first, you rest at home, don't toss today." β
"Song Ziming." Manyun called his name and stared at his back motionlessly, "If you have something to lie to me, I will not forgive you." But, I'm sure you don't, right? β
His body froze, and it took him a long time to turn around, his usually determined eyes dodging, "What nonsense, I'm leaving." β
Not long after he left, Saitama came, and the knock on the door almost knocked the house up. At the same time, it is accompanied by her high-decibel voice.
Manyun hurriedly opened the door, "Come in, wait for someone else to sue me for disturbing the people." β
She angrily walked over the manyun and walked inside, "Little, you haven't contacted me for a long time, the little life is very moist, I don't know if the wedding photos go and come." β
She took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the couch as if she were interrogating Manyun.
"I was also notified by the snack to take pictures! Besides, it didn't work out again. She deliberately glanced at Saitama, "Some people, I don't even know if they're in love." β
Saitama has a magical place, every time I fall in love, I talk about it seriously, but every time it ends in nothing. When you're in love, you'll restrain your temper a little and become a soft girl.
She has a good family background, but she always pretends to be poor when she is in love, no matter how fun she comes, she can't be persuaded by Manyun, and her "poor" point directly scared away several exes.
It seems that Yan Ting is different, the only time she didn't pretend to be poor, and when she wasn't in front of Yan Ting, she couldn't help but be shy, "I didn't want to hide it from you, I didn't say it when you weren't there, didn't I want to wait for you to come back." β
"Look at your little expression, it seems that Yan Ting has lowered you to a good place!"
"I'm embarrassed to say me, I don't know who it is, Brother Ziming said to take wedding photos and go." She had no choice but to fight.
The two of them haven't seen each other for a few days, and they are talking about the past while talking about what happened around them.
Every time Saitama mentioned Song Ziming's affairs in the past, she would be interrupted, and after seeing Tang Cheng's news, Manyun was always uneasy, and she felt that it was necessary for her to understand her fiancΓ© in all aspects.
"I remember when you advised me not to be with him, and then you said that as long as he had me in his heart, nothing else would be a problem. Haven't you told me yet, what happened to him before? β
Saitama changed her posture and held her cheek in her hand: "Do you really want to listen?" β
She nodded firmly.
Saitama sighed, "I don't know the specifics of the matter, and I also heard it." At that time, he said that he was eleven or twelve years old, but somehow provoked the gang boss, and in the bar, people stopped him from leaving. The terrible thing is that he actually ran out and killed someone. In order to keep him out of the limelight, his father hid abroad for more than ten years. You picked him up when he returned to China later, and you know the rest very well. β
"Murder?!" Manyun was shocked, although Song Ziming looked impatient, but killing people was too exaggerated!
She shrugged her shoulders and leaned closer and said, "Yes, that's why he has a great reputation in Rongcheng and endures for a long time. By the way, I've heard that he deliberately went to those people, saying that they had killed his aunt. β
"Auntie?" What's going on here?
Saitama's gossip skills finally found a place to be released, "yes, you don't know this either?" It was his aunt who was kidnapped and then fell to her death. β
βοΌβ This amount of information, Manyun can no longer be described in words, "He still has an aunt?" What is your name? β
"I don't remember much, I think about it." Saitama knocked his head, his eyes rolled around, and he said for a long time: "It seems to be called Song Mochou?" No, no, it's called ......"
Manyun's face changed drastically, and she stood up in horror, her hands trembling a little, "Mo Rong? β
"Yes, yes, yes!" Saitama said excitedly, "I remembered this name at the time because it was very similar to Li Mochou, but the name was Song Morong...... Eh, Manyun, what's wrong with you? β
She was so emotional that she suddenly felt dizzy and tight, and squatted on the ground.
Frightened, Saitama Rokugami was left without a master, "You tell me what to do?" Hit 120? β
Manyun shook his head with difficulty, "Medicine...... Bedside ......"
"Okay, you wait for me." She hurriedly ran in to get the medicine and poured water, "How many are there?" β
Manyun couldn't speak, just gestured to two fingers. She hurriedly poured out the medicine and handed it to Manyun, "Slow down." β
She took the medicine and breathed a little easier, "Help me lie on the couch for a while." β
"Okay." Saitama helped her and was relieved to see her lie down.
Manyun's thoughts were surging, he couldn't sleep at all, and he didn't dare to think about it all the time, and his chest felt uncomfortable when he thought about it. She kept her eyes closed and didn't say a word.
Saitama was frightened and called her by name every few moments. She responded helplessly: "Don't scream, I'm dizzy." β
"If I don't, you have to keep promising me that you can't sleep." She said, choked up a little, not at all like she had just joked.
Manyun smiled, it turned out that she had been calling to confirm that she could promise her and would not be unconscious. What a little fool, what could happen?
"Okay, I'll answer you a few times."
She cried and laughed, "When you're almost done, let's go to the hospital." β
Manyun didn't want to go to the hospital next door, "I don't want to go, it's not a big deal," often like this, you don't have to worry. β
She was anxious, "You don't know how scary you were just now, or how often!" No need to talk nonsense, you rest for another twenty minutes, and we'll go to the hospital. If you don't go, I'll call my brother, and he'll be happy to take care of it anyway, and see if you can hold his incorruptible tongue. β
Manyun is weak, her brother is now far away in the sky, and there is no threat at all, but she is really the tongue that is not rotten.
"Okay, I can't talk about you, I'll go when I rest for a while." couldn't resist her, and Manyun had to compromise.
She looked calm on her face, but in fact, she had been thinking about Song Ziming's murder in her heart. Is the person closest to her actually a murderer?
No matter how you hide it, some things will be exposed, and you can't hide from the fate of being known.